She said, she said

I talked to my mom last night. Yes. TALKED! I called my dad apparently right after the doctor has left. My mom was being moved from the nursing home–for Bangkokians, that’s a semi-hospital specialized in older folks–to local hospital where mom has been receiving cancer treatment. The doctors are extremely happy with her progress. She’s adjusted quite well and therapy is working wonderfully. Dad said he’d put her on the phone really quick. Mom can talk but keep in mind that her left side isn’t moving with her. So it comes out a little slurry and mumbly. But that was...
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Confession and Update

First of all, let me say hello to new lurker, my ever so wonderful Aunty Tim. /wave. THE CONFESSION I may be in a little bit of a pickle with my family–really close family friends–here because I blogged about my mom’s condition before I called anyone else. I hope they’d understand that I wanted to wait out a few days to hear a better diagnosis before I call my family. According to dad, we wouldn’t know anything until 72 hours after her stroke. I only know so much and I panicked and worried already. I didn’t see why I should...
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Quicky

1. Thank you everyone for your thoughts and prayers for my mom. Last I heard, we have to wait until her brain is not as swollen. So far, what is certain is that a) cancer is definitely under control, and b) mom’s left side is paralyzed. The extent of damage to the brain and how long it’ll take her to get back to normal is still to be determined. 2. It’s been an INSANE week since the news of mom’s stroke at 2 a.m. Tuesday night. First, Tuesday is prep day for our monthly board meeting. I was at work...
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Good news. Bad news.

Good news: Mom sounded great on Saturday. She’s starting to eat again. The cancer in her liver has shrunk to smaller than a millimeter. Nothing returns anywhere in her body. In this case, they’d stop chemo and switch her to oral medication. Bad news: 2 a.m. last night my dad called. The maid found mom on the floor by the bed walking in circle in the living room. She was conscious but couldn’t move her left side. It appeared to be a stroke. She just came out of CATscan half an hour ago. My dad will call in to report...
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Strip…

Pearls Before Swine has become my other favorite comic strip. The other ones being Foxtrot and Non Sequitor. [Missing a strip about bloggers here.] Well, speaking of strip. I do have to write about this incident before it’s too old. Last weekend, Brandon and I got of the 405 heading to Huntington Beach. The traffic at the exit was busy, and then we saw a firefighter walking on the median. An accident, maybe? But we couldn’t see any fire engine anywhere. When we turned at the light, we saw another firefighter holding with one hand a sign that said, “Raising...
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Note to self…

Don’t EVER log in to work email on a weekend again. Never ever. Never ever gets curious to see if everything the boss needs is in place after you’ve left on Friday. (I know, I know. If something else was needed Friday, I am indeed in no position to fix anything. But hey, I have the weekend to think about how I can fix it and do it the moment I walk in the door on Monday.) Curiosity, indeed, kills the cat. In my case today, the cat being having a good weekend…well, alright, Saturday night and Sunday morning. I...
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