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[jazzfish]

Happy fourth annual International Eat Some Cake Day! Although the first one wasn't international. Whatever.

Sunday's cold seems to have been a twenty-four-hour affair. I was mostly back to full functionality (as full as I get these days anyway) by Monday.

In other news, I misinterpreted Dad's email about Grandmother, and then he turns out to have been overly optimistic anyway. She's just been moved to hospice with congestive heart failure, and is more or less nonresponsive. So I'll most likely be flying to Memphis and thence to Jonesboro or Hoxie this weekend, and spending the week in Arkansas.

As I recall, the last time I did this I was having a relationship meltdown. That seems much less likely this time. Small favors.

... and there's Dad's phone call. She's gone as of a few minutes ago. So it goes.

(I am pretty much okay. As I told my boss, one side effect of an Army brat upbringing is that extended family is only about two steps removed from 'strangers.')

Comments

[okrablossom]

I'm so sorry. You and your family are in my thoughts.

[northboundtrain]

Sorry to hear of your grandmother, Tucker.

[rbandrews]

That sucks; I'm sorry.

[reedrover]

My condolences, and understanding. My family is (mostly) closer than that, but Grandma wasn't.

[queenoftheskies.livejournal.com]

::HUGS:: I'm sorry for your loss.

[merseine.livejournal.com]

I'm sorry for your loss - be sure to take care of yourself before, during,¹ and after the trip. As one who has made the journey recently, self care² is one of the first things to get tossed out the window.


1. I'm glad I checked this before posting, or I would have felt bad about leaving out the Oxford comma. :)
2. Including taking the "alone time" all introverts need.

[vvalkyri.livejournal.com]

Oh no. I'm so sorry.

[kittenchan.livejournal.com]

~Though the voice is silent, the spirit ECHOES~

Sympathy for your loss.

[rainbowk.livejournal.com]

I'm sorry to hear about your Grandma. My grandfather died several years ago after many alienating years of Alzheimer's. I was sad, because my mother and grandmother and aunt were sad, but I wasn't close enough to him to really feel it deeply myself, which felt a bit odd. But it served as a good rehearsal for the mundane details of dealing with death for when my Dad died. I hope the trip is useful to you somehow, and that nobody does anything terrible.