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Well I went to see my dad today at the nursing home/rehab facility. I know intellectually that he is better, but he is still so, well not fragile exactly, but weak, and tired, and in and out of it. He has never been a really touchy feely guy. I mean he wasn’t “cold”, he is funny, and social and everything, but not necessarily someone who would say “I love you” out of the blue or anything. I’ve had a lot of health problems myself, and he would hug me and say “I’m sorry for your troubles”. I think it’s an Irish thing. But he would have his whole heart in that hug and that one sentence. But now, every time I see him or talk on the phone, the first thing he says is that he loves me. Sometimes he’s crying. Now, I’m a Clinical Social Worker. And I’ve had my own health problems. So I know from both a professional and a personal place that when you are really sick, and certainly when you have been really close to death, your whole emotional state is affected. But it is kind of freaking me out. I almost feel like he is saying goodbye. Now, medically he is doing amazingly well. And my mom and my brother keep telling me that the change is miraculous, so I’m trying to keep telling myself this, but it is just something that I didn’t expect, I guess. But every day he is getting better, so that is the important thing. I just need to make sure his mental health keeps up with his physical health. I swear doing those Polyvore collages help keep me sane!!!
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Christmas musings
Well, it is Christmas Day. And for those of us who grew up on some kind of Christian faith, even if we don’t still believe in all of the smoke and mirrors, I, for one, still believe that there was a guy named Jesus who preached things that the powers that be didnt want to hear, and that they killed him for it. I’m sure he had no idea the effect he would have on the world, so maybe that is what we should think about on Christmas. Speak your truth, because who knows what it might become. As for my, and my family’s, truth this year, it’s been a rough one. I’ve been out on medical leave for two months, and my dad is in the hospital after a really close call with a post surgical infection. We were very close to having to plan a funeral. Visiting someone in the hospital on Christmas isn’t ideal, but it’s better than the alternative. So beyond the platitudes of counting your blessings and all, I am usually pretty morose around the holidays. It is a time where I think about where I was last year at this time and see if I’ve made any progress. Since the answer is usually “no”, I am often a curmudgeon. My dad being alive pretty much trumps that. So Merry Christmas to those who celebrate it, and for those who don’t, well, I hope you have a good day too.
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Woke up to sad news
So when my phone beeped with the CNN update about Claire Davis, the shooting victim in Colorado, my heart just broke. It is all so tragic. A very close friend of mine lives out there, actually graduated from Columbine back in the 80s. As an east coast girl, I’ve always been anti gun, but knowing her and visiting out there showed me its not as simple as just saying guns are bad, ban them all. But there has to be something, right? I mean, you can’t drink a beer until you’re 21, but you can join the military and buy a gun at 18? And I can’t help but feel that waiting periods can only help. It would at least give a time out. It won’t help every situation, but it can’t hurt, right? And maybe allow for exceptions, like if someone has a protective order against someone, or is being stalked, and has real fear for their safety. There has to be some common sense stuff that can be done. But the idiots who keep screaming that the government wants their guns are just making it worse. I, personally, do not think guns should be banned. Because if I’m a single woman with some crazy ass stalker after me, I want to know that I can protect myself, in my home. And I respect the hunting and outdoors culture. Not the ones who just kill for a trophy, but hey, if you want to hunt deer for venison burgers, go for it. I was on twitter and said that I didn’t get why someone would need a military type rifle to hunt deer. And a guy told me that sometimes when you are out there, you come across a bear or mountain lion and a regular rifle might not be enough to stop it before it gets to you. Now see, that never would have occurred to me. Yes, I can see the need, if you are out in the wild, to have a gun that will keep a bear from having people burgers. But there has to be somewhere we can meet in the middle.
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