• days pass

    This weekend we took my dad to the emergency room to get his foot checked out. He’d had an infection that wasn’t getting better. So they did an ultrasound and no clots. Gave him more antibiotics and he seems to…

  • working and thinking and doing

    The story on the boy is that he likely has functional abdominal pain syndrome, and functional vomiting, which means there’s no real physical cause like a tumor or cancer or a disease. Instead, his nerves are responding incorrectly to stimuli.…

  • of news and news

    So first, this. You can win a copy of Edge of Dreams from Goodreads! Enter now. Contest is closed. In other news, I sort of fell off my bike and hurt my wrist on Friday. It’s feeling better, but it…

  • Not dead yet

    There are bad things going on in this country. I hate that people are passing laws to permit discrimination. It’s so very wrong. Why do people have to be such fucking assholes? The boy has up days now and down…

  • Wandering away in a hurry

    I’m about to depart for the Rainforest Writers Village for five days, where I hope to do much writing. I’m running away from family and responsibilities. Trying not be overwhelmingly tense about that. It’s not that the man won’t be…

  • Monday hits again

    This Monday wasn’t seriously horrible, actually. Boy of size is still suffering a lot of pain. The MM helps for periods, but not for any sort of duration. He’s utterly miserable. The antibiotics don’t seem to be doing much yet,…

  • The week flies by

    It’s already Thursday night and I look around and don’t know what I’ve done. Lots of kid stuff. Go figure. I did do some writing, and I’ve worked some on my writing. Made some good progress, I think, but not…

  • Bright, bright, bright, sunshiny day

    It was a gorgeous day today. About 65 and brilliantly sunny. Crocuses and primroses are blooming in the yard. We took the dogs walking out in a big park downtown. 90 acres, lots of trees. It was delightful. I also…

  • multiple things make a post. One hopes.

    I do my twittering through Hootsuite. Hootsuite remembers my password. I, however, do not. So I was trying to go on to Twitter for some reason I no longer remember–it’s been hours, already–anyhow, Hootsuite may remember my password, but I…