Mom wasted absolutely no time to show me what it’s like to be here full time. Around midnight last night, I was one of the 4-woman team to carry mom in a wheelchair down our steps to get her in the car and go to the ER. Mom was having difficulty breathing. She was taking shallow breathes and making a lot of gurgle-ly noise. Gob, the caregiver, got my dad and off we went to BNH Hospital aka Nursing Home aka possibly the most expensive private hospital in the country. It was like checking in to the Ritz Carlton of...
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Hi guys! Amazingly, I survived the flight from LAX to Taipei. Kicking it here, sweating like a pig…I mean, getting acclamated to the Asian summer, in the free internet nook in the airport. I have 3 hours to kill so I started pacing the airport and found this. So, hooray! I had a great flight. I ended up sitting at the exit aisle, leg rooms galore. Not that I need that much. But my flight buddy did though. This Chicago med school kid named Dot was en route to visit family in Vietnam. We had a good time chatting and watching...
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I dread the flight tonight in many ways. First, I’m scared to see mom. I’m scared to face the reality that everyone else back home has been facing for so long. I’m scared that I wouldn’t be able to handle it and fall apart all over the place. I’m scared that I may not want to leave her side. I’m just fucking scared. Period. And then, I’m scared my eardrums are going to blow up due to my serious sinus infection. Heck, my ears had trouble equalizing coming down 34 floors earlier today. I’m still taking my Sudafed, Tylenol and...
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Sinus infection + exhaustion due to stress = crazy ass sore throat, cough and fever spike. “No fever yet?” my doctor asked this morning. “Just low grade,99.7 or so,” I said. “Oh. It’s going to get a lot worse,” she said. And she was right. Around 1 p.m. I clocked in at 102.2. I think I broke my own record there. I’m on this super strength once a day antibiotics which makes me queasy. Sudafed to help clears the ears so I can fly. Airborne and antioxidant mango juice from Trader Joe’s to keep up the fight. And Tylenol to...
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I thought after this weekend of activities–AIDS Walk, graduation dinner, and the wake–I would get to relax and pack like a mad woman. Wrong. The only thing that relaxed was my immune system, it seemed. Kids. I’m sitting here with a sore throat and zero energy. And it’s T-minus 2 days. I am seeing my doctor tomorrow morning. And running to Office Depot to buy more address labels I completely screwed up today at work because I was fighting to get through the day and get things done. And running to the pharmacy to pick up my prescription. Then running...
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I had the weirdest night of sleep last night. As you guys know, I dream a lot. I would dream so much I wake up feeling like I haven’t slept at all. I would dream so lucidly Brandon had to wake me up because I was screaming. But last night, I dreamed. And I dreamed. And I dreamed. I remembered waking up many times between stories, rolled over and started a new one. I remembered dreaming about being back at Mater Dei, which I do often, but the building just wasn’t the same. I ran into my teacher who was...
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