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We were under the impression that my mom was coming back home today, but we were el wrongo.

Her blood pressure, which runs super low normally, dipped into the dangerous zone this morning. When it gets into that zone, stroke is a serious possibility, so they are keeping her a bit longer to see if they can adjust her medication to keep her within a safer zone. They also say that the tests that came back for her leg point to it not being an infection, so they are going to take her off the antibiotics and see if she continues to get better. The pain is gone now, so aside from this blood pressure issue, she is back to normal. I'm gonna rent a bunch more movies today, and head back to the hospital. They have let me cheat when it comes to the visiting hour rules. I have been getting to stay 3 or four hours past the routine hours- up until my mom goes to sleep.

I have been continuing to snooze with cody, which has been great. As most people know, I have a penchant for stuffed animals, so sleeping with a real one is a treat (pull your mind out of the gutter, you perv.....)

I have also started to go to the gym after leaving the hospital. I am using the time there to push forward with my Japanese lessons on the iPod. It's my goal to be mostly through with the first set of 30 by the time that I leave. I can speak more Japanese now than French, and if I was plopped down in Tokyo, and nobody there could speak English, I could communicate most of the basic things, and quite a bit more. If I can keep up the pace, I can catch up to V, who is almost halfway through the second set. She has opportunity to speak with clients from Japan, and they are all amazed at how fast she is learning. She aims to be fluent in a number of years, so I am using the opportunity to tag along. I really enjoy acquiring new skillz, and am pleased to see that my mind still works fairly well, even though I have massacred a significant portion of my frontal lobe over the years. I wish that I could work out and do 3D modeling at the same time as well. That's another skill that I would love to push forward on.

I have been going round and round about getting back into school. If I do it, I want to seriously press ahead to get my Master's degree, and pursue being a therapist. I am closer to that path now than I've ever been, but I can't shake the nagging feeling that embarking o that course is not the type of path that I am attuned to. I have a great amount of respect for academia on one hand, and on the other, I think that it's just some elaborate pantomime that is not for the likes of me. THe biggest concern that I have is that I really feel like I am at some sort of crossroads, and that I want to engage in something that will likely have a future. I know that most of that impulse is illusory, but there are really some practical aspects to it which can;t be denied. If I had a history of being able to apply myself effectively to my art career, I would not be considering the academic path, but I either have to shit, or get off the pot at some point.

The big, fat words of eeno at January 26, 2005 09:58 AM
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Maybe you oughta get off the pot and see if that helps any. Sometimes that stuff will just snuff all yer locomotion. And while you're at it you may want to shit, too. It'll lighten your load, and lord knows that's always a good thing.

Give yer ol' Mum a wink from me and be well, both of ya.

Sacto Seano's werdz of wizdum, deposited here on January 29, 2005 04:46 PM


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