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...and it ain't over yet. Let's recap, shall we?
Saturday: Surprise retirement party for DH's dad. Went off without a
hitch, everyone had a ball, so this is a good thing. However, about
halfway through the night we get word that DH's grandfather (Gup) had
been taken to the ER by ambulance because an aunt found him very
disoriented and obviously quite ill. The word was a UTI & kidney
infection, he was dehydrated. Ok, been here, done this, it's fixable.
Sunday: the word on Gup worsens - seems he also has pneumonia.
Monday: the pneumonia goes systemic, and the entire northeastern
seaboard goes into a panic, as if we've never had snow. Hello, people,
we didn't even get 1.5 feet. It was a goddamned windy flurry in any
Tuesday: I get to work to discover that the new (3 month old) computer
has had a nervous breakdown of some sort. Track it down to the new LCD
monitor. Spend the whole damned day talking to various customer service
people once I wade through the voice response hell to get to live
people. Whoever came up with the idea of these automated voice response
systems should be put on permanent poop scooping duty at an elephant
farm. Gup is about the same, maybe a little worse, depends on which
medical type person you talk to.
Wednesday: Gup is much worse. The infection is systemic, he's
nonresponsive, and the DNR is in effect. And, snow, what more do you
need to know? Have I mention how much I fucking HATE snow? The one
mid-week bright spot here is that an old family friend is practically
giving us a vehicle to replace the truck which is on it's last legs.
Today: Gup died. The service is Monday, and a cousin who is a minister
is driving up here from Pennsylvania to give the service, so this
forecast better bloody well be right, she better not get stuck in snow
on the way. I'm ready to fire the universe now - if she can't make it
and we have to scramble any more eggs this week, I'm going to brain the
universe with the fry pan.