Sequential

I’d love to say I haven’t posted lately because life has been boring and nothing was going on.

It would be a lie, but I’d love to say it.

Crisis #1

Some 3-4 weeks ago, our older daughter’s husband kicked her and the boys out. For a few days they decamped to our living room. It was a space crunch but we managed. They went back — and within days had to evacuate due to a wildfire that came to within about 1000 feet of their property. Daughter and kids are back home for now — but my daughter is working toward moving out because her husband is so volatile. This is semi-routine, where her husband goes off the rails and tells them to get out. It’s not healthy for the kids and not healthy for her – plus her hyperactive kindergartener was the calmest she’d ever seen him while they were here.

It won’t be easy for her, but I’m hoping she can get a WFH job that lets her exit, preferably soon.

Crisis #2

The younger daughter has been in the hospital twice in the last month; was in for about a week, was home a few days then went back in for another week. The second trip they did surgery, which they’re hoping will help her for up to a year before they have to do it all over again.

Crisis #3

A couple of nights ago, younger daughter had to rush her youngest son to the ER. He was admitted for observation to Phoenix Children’s Hospital. We already knew he had Cystic Fibrosis and Charcot Marie Tooth disease. Those jointly created an exciting cascade of secondary issues like acute colitis and appendicitis. We went through several hours of a 13-year-old boy literally screaming in pain with zero meds for relief.

Yes, there was a POS doctor involved. Complaints to the hospital and medical board are in Dr. POS’s future, since when we mentioned a lawsuit his response was “It’s not my money.” (It’s a teaching hospital and he’s a resident, so presumably has can’t be held financially liable.) But if all goes well, he’ll be personally liable for a huge and useless medical-school debt when he loses his license. When this Grandma Bear arrived at the hospital yesterday, we got a few things sorted out so Dr. POS isn’t coming near my grandson again – and if there’s any way I can make it happen, he won’t go near ANY patient again, for the rest of his miserable life. You bet your sweet bippy I took down names.

Did I ever mention how much I hate doctors?

Thanks to nurses who literally put their jobs on the line to get stuff done, Grandson’s situation had improved enough this afternoon that I came home from the hospital…

Crisis #4

…To a sick husband.

G insists it was food poisoning. I freaked out thinking it was a stroke. He refuses to talk to a doctor or go to the hospital, and I can’t force him. He’s not slurring his words and he passed all the routine at-home stroke tests. My main concern is a misaligned and drooping eye (only the eye, nothing else), and ongoing dizziness. The dizziness could be related to food poisoning. I never heard of an eye misaligning from food poisoning. On the other hand, it did start not long after he ate last night, and he did eat one thing I didn’t, so… maybe?

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No real photography to add to lighten the mix. It’s too hot to go out for photos, so I threw together a few pieces in a pathetic attempt at a still-life, at the top of the page. It was taken a few days ago, in between the crap-alanches.

There’s more, but I’m too tired to put together another coherent sentence right now.