Updatery

Sep. 20th, 2011 09:34 am
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I need to stay focused on writing the WiP, but I wanted to take a few moments to update the blog a bit.

Tonight I head down to LaCrosse again. My father has been FINALLY been dubbed infection free, so, with any luck, they will be scheduling his hip replacement surgery. Regardless, I will be down on Wedendsday to help my mom get furniture moved around in anticipation of the long awaited home coming. Hooray!

While I'm NOT looking forward to the shuttle bus ride down (see previous blog regarding this experience,) I can't wait for the train ride home. I really love taking the train, and last time, thanks to the fact that there's no WiFi on the train, I got a LOT of writing done. Watch: this time I'll fall asleep or something and not get a single word down.

I'm currently hanging out at a new downtown coffee shop called Claddaugh. It's LOVELY. If you are on 7th Avenue (near the Day By Day Cafe,) you should totally check it out. They make an awesome meil, which they call a Black and Tan -- which, if you know me, you understand that I have some trouble ordering by name because of their history in Ireland. I also have to resist singing "Come out ye, Black and Tans" under my breath. But, the coffee is AWESOME as is the decor. You should see this place! Exposed brick, chadeliers, hard wood floors! And, you know, I'll take Irish in whatever form it comes.

I need to pack up soon, alas, because I told Shawn I'd give her a ride to a meeting. Of course, it's absolutely gorgeous out now, but it was raining when I agreed to this. :-)

In other news, I continue to enjoy my WiP, which probably spells its utter doom. Thanks to advice given by my mom one of the last times I was down in LaCrosse, I'm writing like I'm 15 again. That is to say, I'm just letting whatever cool idea occurs to me find a place in the book. Why not, eh?

I'm also recoverding VERY SLOWLY from a nasty cold -- mostly chest congestion, which has been particularly brutal because of my asthma. Normally, I don't suffer unless I excercise, but the congestion has caused me to rely on my inhaler much more than I normally would. I did kuk sool wan last night, and, weirdly, I think that actually cleared me up for a bit. However, this morning I woke up nearly choking on all the phlegm. Gross! I can't wait for this to pass.

Hope you all are well. If I get a chance, I'll write from LaCrosse.

Waiting

Jul. 13th, 2011 10:39 am
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My dad is currently in the OR. My mom and I are waiting in the waiting room at Gunderson in LaCrosse.

Weirdly, it's been a fun morning. We met my dad at the hospital at 7:00 am, and fell right into chatting about life, the universe, and everything. We got the nurses telling funny stories in pre-op and generally having a lot of what my dad calls, "talking smart."

The procedure is that they're going to replace my dad's hip with a "spacer," which is a custom built bone that's been saturated with antibotics. He'll keep that in until they can make him a cyborg with a mechanical replacement six months or so down the line. This will give him back the mobility he's been missing. He'll have to use a walker or a cane for a while because the spacer isn't built to last (think: temporary crown for the hip.)

With any luck, if things go well today, he can actually do his recovery at home. If not, he can go back to the recovery wing of the nursing home and do all the PT and whatnot there.

Probably the funniest part of this trip so far was the shuttle down to LaCrosse. [livejournal.com profile] naomikritzer turned us on to this option. It's basically a long-distance hotel shuttle bus. They pick up at the St.Paul/Minneapolis airport and drop people off in Rochester, Winona and LaCrosse. Given the distance, I sort of expected more of a "bus," you know, with bathroom facilities. Nope. We were in an oversized minivan, knee-to-back, and the promised WiFi was quite spotty. I did manage to write a little on the way to Rochester, but when we changed buses the fun really began. The bus drive played polka music on the stereo and one of the other passangers ate stinky food in the front seat. The only good thing was that there were a lot fewer of us going the distance to Winona/LaCrosse, so I had a bench seat all to myself. I also had a long a very cheesy military SF novel called PRISON SHIP (these are all-male, man's men, doing manly things in space with other men). This added an extra level of surreal to the trip, especially with the polka music as background.

The other thing that kept me going was that the trip just isn't that long -- even with all the various stops at hotels.

So now my job for the day is to keep my mom company and be there when my dad comes out of it.

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