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[urocyon]

Today has been interesting, and tomorrow should be more so (assuming I ever do get the booking confirmation mail.)

I was woken up this morning slightly before 8:00 by an incessantly ringing phone. Even though we're on the telesales no-call list, I do tend to assume that I just don't want to talk to anyone who rings the phone off the hook before 9 a.m.; besides, if it's urgent, anyone who'd have a legitimate reason for calling that early also has my mobile number. So, I did not answer it, and wound up turning off the ringer.

Come 9:00 or so--after she found the number, I suppose--my mother called on the mobile. Oops. It seems that my grandmother collapsed around midnight. She came into the living room, saying she felt as if she were going to faint, and hit the floor before my mom could get across the room.

It apparently took hours for them to get her stable enough to Medevac her to Roanoke, and at last check she'd coded three times that Mom knew of. :/ The first time I talked to Mom, she still hadn't heard what had happened, though Mamaw has since gone in for angioplasty. Mom is feeling particularly bad, I could tell, because Mamaw was complaining about chest pain yesterday, but absolutely refused to go to the doctor. There's not much one can do to force an adult to get medical treatment, and--to make matters worse--she is prone to panic attacks which she doesn't always recognise as such. The EMTs have been out for several of them already. I think Mom feels worse, if not completely rationally, for half-dismissing the symptom--I do, and I wasn't even there.

Frankly, I'm pleasantly surprised that she is still hanging on, though they've already started warning about potential brain damage. I'm rather surprised by the whole thing.

So, tomorrow I should be going back to Virginia* for a while, assuming this afternoon's hasty booking is ever confirmed. (Ebookers gave me a touch of the runaround when I called them about it, but at least they were polite at the Indian call center. :/ ) There's an extra touch of urgency there, since the other box died and wouldn't start up again this morning, and this older one doesn't have CUPS set up right now--if it's much later, it'll mean finding somewhere to print out the confirmation for the morning, rather than making vatine loiter at work to use a printer. In an unusual stroke of luck, I got in my repeat prescription request earlier this week, so I could pop by the chemist's this afternoon. If nothing else, the Valium refill has already come in handy.

Yep, I'm a little distracted by the booking, but that is the way of last-minute travel, I suppose. I am (understandably) concerned about Mamaw, and trying to distract myself from that too, I'd imagine.

Edit: Now (7:05), I do have confirmations for both the airline ticket and car rental, and Ingvar is printing them before he heads home (he was sweet and stayed late; I feel slightly bad about it). Relief!

* Argh. On top of everything else, now "Carry Me Back To Old Virginny" has started going through my head. It's still pretty amazing that they managed to keep that as a state song as long as they did; it's more brain-melting, even, than the perversity of Lee-Jackson-King Day (though I wasn't actually aware that had stopped a number of years back).

Comments

[megabitch.livejournal.com]

Good luck. *hug*

[urocyon-c.livejournal.com]

Thanks--I appreciate it.