Survived Another Week

[chochiyo_sama]

Rah!

Another week survived.  Whew.

It's been a tough one, with a lot of drama on the faculty and amongst the students.  1/3 to 1/4 of the faculty (there are only 12 of us) has been gone all week, and part of last week, so things have been a little hectic.  I haven't had a prep all week, since I have been filling in for Blair in his science class.  i have a bunch of Yahoos in there--they have too many hormones and not enough brain cells.  I actually yelled at one of them (Spencer) for gallumphing down the hallway making odd noises like a cow on crack.

This delighted all the other faculty members in the area, since I almost never yell.

They keep telling me I'm too nice.

Heh heh heh.  I can't help it.  I AM nice.

I went down to the dreadful post office yesterday and got my mail.  I was able to sneak in and out without the scary post office lady seeing me or speaking to me.  Piper and Garth are home from Australia with all kinds of little goodies.  I'll take pictures tonight at mom's house and get them up tonight or tomorrow.

My second Bingo prize also arrived--a very nice soft gray knitted jacket and skirt for Barbie.  I haven't tried it on anyone yet.  I was too tired when I got home from school last night.  

While going through my email, I dozed off for a while--I'm not sure how long I slept.  It had to have been an hour at least.  I chatted briefly with Peter who was very tired after an exhausting meeting and long drive home from Richmond.  He was too tired to play scrabble, so Emily and I played Diablo II for about an hour.  The monsters almost killed me a couple of times, but I survived and got myself some kickass armour.  I need to get some more dexterity points, though, so I can use the awesome katar I found.  I'm saving it in my swag box.

Another thing I got in the mail yesterday was a collection of knitted things from the gal in Texas that I gave one of my Scooters to.  I was only expecting one little sweater, but she sent me THREE little sweaters and an adorable little dress and a little yellow cap to go with the yellow sweater.  I about cried, I was so thrilled with how CUTE they are.

And I can't even begin to say how cute all the little things that came home with Piper and Garth are.  I'm going to have to make some little frilly dresses and send them off to Australia--along with some cash for the shipping.  I never did finish the little "Australia" books I had started to send down there for the campers.  Instead, I'll give Kaz's kids a bunch of Easter dresses--if I get my rear in gear, perhaps I will make them some cute matching bonnets as well.

I am having a hard time settling myself into the school day.  I just want the day to be DONE so I can go to mom's and take pictures and do some dolly sewing.

I have one swap to make yet--a winter swap for a gal from one of my Yahoo groups.  I have a couple of ideas--I may just make both things I'm thinking of--soft gray flannel pants with a nubbly pink top for relaxing at home.  Then a long sleeve dress with a higher collar for a dressier winter outfit.

We'll see.

Ack.  I just called my mom to see if she had any weekend plans--turns out she is planning to babysit Caleb and Cora tomorrow.   ARRRRRrrrrg.  But, maybe she will go to their house, and i can just stay at hers.  She only has to take care of them from 9:30 to 11.

Bad news about my Aunt Darla.  She has cancer in her lung, cancer in her hip, cancer in the lymph node behind her heart, and MAJOR issues with her heart.  Apparently the wall around her heart is thickening, she has one blocked artery, and there's some other damage.  If the cancer were the only issue she had, she'd have an 85% survival chance--but mom says that with the heart issues, she has a 1-2% chance of survival.  Good grief!

I do not understand how they could have missed all this stuff for this long!  She's had that spot on her lung FOREVER.  And she's had blood pressure issues and all kinds of other things going on for two years.  Her doctor is an idiot, apparently.

So THERE's a gloomy start to the weekend.

Poor Darla.  She isn't that old.  She's only about 12 years older than me. 

Whatever happens, I hope she doesn't have to suffer and suffer.  If it is her lot to die of this, I hope that, when it comes to the point where it is hopeless, she just goes to sleep and doesn't wake up.

However, I am not giving up hope for her.  She's young and she's been strong all her life--a 1-2% chance is STILL a chance, even if it is a miniscule one.

:(

 

Comments

[(Anonymous)]

Wow, it sounds like you've been having a rough couple of weeks...being sick sucks...having to work shorthanded sucks...

And the news about your aunt is very sad... :-(

Hang in there!

duchess

[greabo-girl.livejournal.com]

Sorry for your aunt... poor her. You and your barbies, huh? Maybe you can get Xyrael to make you some barbie clothing instead of a scarf...