Mom had another seizure today. This time, Ari had a friend over, and they were the only two home. I feel awful about that. Luckily, Ari knows what to do, and he's a very capable kid when it comes to emergencies. In fact, he pissed me off last time with his superquick recovery time, asking me a kabillion questions while I was trying to drive her to the hospital.
I went over to see her for a bit, then waited around all night for her to call. At about midnight, she let us know that she was going to be going in for surgery in the morning on her liver (I have no idea why) and that she wasn't sure exactly when that was happening. So, tomorrow gets to be more sitting and waiting.
It would be impossible to count the number of times I've been in this hospital in the past 10 years. And not once has my mother been in for something that is unrelated to her drinking and pill popping. It would be enraging if I wasn't so damn tired. I don't even cry anymore.
Didn't get to see Howl's Moving Castle on the big screen tonight, and I was super looking forward to it. So, I bought the book on my way home to content myself. It's much better anyways.
I also rented The World Ends With You yesterday (renting DS games is sweet) cause I was on the fence about whether to buy it. I'm enjoying it so far. The music is, as advertised, bitching, and I think the characters are cute.
After many, many hours online searching, I finally decided to go ahead and pick up a new mp3 player for my audiobooks. It's driving me batty that I can't listen to the ones from the library, cause there are a kabillion that I want to listen to, and I saw one today at Target that I immediately wanted. Being the smart, tech-savvy lady that I am (HAH), I didn't put down the $40 plus tax that it cost there, but rather, came home and spent a good while searching until I found the new, upgraded version of the player with a bunch of extra features and only ended up paying $36.99 (thank you, Buy.com).
Did I mention that it's pink? Cause it is. I, in fact, spent an extra 6 dollars so that it would be pink. I am pathetic.
This is the only new toy I am allowed this pay period, however. I already bought a couple of books, saw a movie, and bought some lunches, so this is all I get. That'll be tough, particularly the waiting a week. I am not a patient woman.
Also, Meridan gets back in a week. I am the happiest monkey, indeed.
Jun. 1st, 2008
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Jun. 1st, 2008 09:41 pm Today was full of driving and naps (not at the same time, you understand). Back and forth from the hospital, more fast food, groceries, sleep, yadda yadda.
I did hit a kind of milestone, a coming-of-age moment today. For tonight marked the first time I ever left the lights on all night in the car, and yes, you guessed it... dead battery today. So, my neighbor gave me my first jump start. It was far easier than I thought it would be. In retrospect, I wish I hadn't called my father before I went knocking around on doors, cause he's not letting me forget it now.
By the way, the most useless response someone can give you when you've done something like this and you're asking what to do is "Don't leave the lights on." Yes, we have established that leaving the lights on is BAD. However, there is no buzzer anymore when you get out of the car and leave them on, and I was not paying attention to things yesterday. These comments are less than helpful.
Also, he described this long-ass sequence of things to do when you get a jump, including coasting, popping the clutch, a whole bunch of other crap, and it didn't require any of that. I just started the car when she told me to and I was fine. Huh.
I have discovered that a local used bookstore is hiring. If I get that job, I will probably quit the CC there and then, because working surrounded by books sounds infinitely more exciting than getting yelled at by people all day long.
I did hit a kind of milestone, a coming-of-age moment today. For tonight marked the first time I ever left the lights on all night in the car, and yes, you guessed it... dead battery today. So, my neighbor gave me my first jump start. It was far easier than I thought it would be. In retrospect, I wish I hadn't called my father before I went knocking around on doors, cause he's not letting me forget it now.
By the way, the most useless response someone can give you when you've done something like this and you're asking what to do is "Don't leave the lights on." Yes, we have established that leaving the lights on is BAD. However, there is no buzzer anymore when you get out of the car and leave them on, and I was not paying attention to things yesterday. These comments are less than helpful.
Also, he described this long-ass sequence of things to do when you get a jump, including coasting, popping the clutch, a whole bunch of other crap, and it didn't require any of that. I just started the car when she told me to and I was fine. Huh.
I have discovered that a local used bookstore is hiring. If I get that job, I will probably quit the CC there and then, because working surrounded by books sounds infinitely more exciting than getting yelled at by people all day long.