Tuesday, March 30, 2010

I'm smart...who knew?

I fixed my slow Gmail all by myself and the help stuff on the google mail page. Apparently my computer wasn't compatible with the newest version of Gmail all I had to do was switch to an older version.

Aren't I smart!

Sunday, March 28, 2010

Slow E-mail

So I finally got my computer back and am in the process of attempting to get stuff reloaded on it, its a very slow process because I can't load anything on it without Mr Man putting in a password. My parents visited for a week and my ban of going over the pass has been lifted by Mr Man because he hates it when they visit. My dad you know who gave us his Tahoe and I don't really know what to do with it we are probably going to sell it. He even brought it up to us since my mom and sister were here and he had a ride back. They did get stuck up here an extra day because of the snow and that was interesting. And a question for everyone, for some reason my g-mail is running really slow but everything else on the computer is fine is anyone else having problems with their g-mail? Just wondering.

Fuzzy

Saturday, March 27, 2010

Update on my cousin

I've been getting news, but forgetting to pass it on to y'all!

He had his surgery, the tumor was right at the base of his skull, and is recovering very well. He's been fully awake, and eating, and keeping stuff down, and the other day he even was walking.

Last I heard, they haven't gotten the pathology reports back yet, but hopefully it's good news.

Monday, March 15, 2010

Why does everything happen at once

I am going crazy I got my computer back from gateway and guess what they broke it. When we lifted it out of the box it sounded like a box of nails. I guess they forgot to put it together when they were done. I will never buy a gateway again, their customer service leaves something to be desired. I had to send the computer back at least they paid for shipping this time. So we will see if I get the computer back in one piece this time. Mr man is giving me headaches, keeps saying I need to make money with an online business because he doesn't want to pay for daycare for little man. Well without a computer I'm kinda stuck and really can't make any money. I also can't get a job out of the house because little man refuses to be potty trained. And knowing what is going on in everyone else's life I feel a little selfish and petty with my insignificant problems. But I still had to rant a little, so everyone can ignore me now.

Saturday, March 13, 2010

Extended family

I have a little cousin. Well he's not that little anymore. He's about 6' 2" and one of those skinny string bean guys. That gene came from the other side of his family. He's about 4 years younger than me. Last year he joined the coast guard. Everyone was very proud of him. In December or January he got assigned to a ship that patrolled up and down the east coast. He got sick. At first they thought it was motion sickness, then an inner ear infection. Turns out he has a brain tumor.

I know all of you have many other things occupying your thoughts and prayers, but if you could add him on.

~DoHP

Tuesday, March 2, 2010

Reasonable Paranoia

I think Q may be the only person who really understands when I ask the question: Have you ever wondered what would happen if he never came home?

That's where I am right now. It's very dark here.

We came in to the E.R. early Saturday when Mr. B dropped under 120 pounds. They immediately put him on morphine to treat the intense stomach pain he was having, and he's been continuously on it since that point. We were operating under the theory that maybe his system was so shot at that point that he couldn't even digest his pills, so that's why they weren't working.

They upped his vancomycin and added flagyl to the mix. They started giving him his prednisone via i.v. Today he had another round of tests and procedures, and then the results came back that the medications weren't working. He's been put on a liquid diet, which I'm sure his parents are going to #%$^ up shortly, because Mr. B's father is sure he knows better than the doctors. (Last week on Friday, he gave my husband energy gel packs under the premise that they were packed with nutrition and would help bulk him up. For anyone who is an idiot and doesn't read the ingredients and warning on energy supplements, you should NEVER give a hypertonic solution to a dehydrated person who then proceeds to eat it without drinking anything--it results in extreme stomach and intestinal upset, and apparently expedites a trip to the ER. That's what the doctor said when I asked, anyways.)

Tomorrow they are going to start him on Remicade, which will essentially freeze out his immune system. They have to stop his body from attacking itself, and the only way to do that is to remove all immune response to everything. So if he catches a cold, it could kill him, because his body will be incapable of fighting back.

As I said, this is a very dark place. We wash our hands a lot here.

I am behind at work and school, and my house is a god awful mess. I'm sleeping at the hospital every night because I have this feeling in the pit of my stomach that if I get used to leaving him at the hospital he might never come home. I try to reason myself out of this, but the analytic part of my brain looks at this and says we've had nothing but bad news so far. This could very easily turn to a situation where Mr. B needs major abdominal surgery to take out his colon, and if that happens, I am terrified of him going into surgery with a BMI of 15. That's not good.

I need people to please stop bringing food. We have enough food--the problem is not that Mr. B doesn't have food. The problem is that he can't eat it, and if he can, he can't digest it. I can live with my messy house, and my crappy grades, and even losing my job, if I have to. What I need is a miracle.

Alula