Hi, I'm Joke.

Remember me?

Well, here is an update of sorts. I'll leave -- inadvertently, and with the very bestest intentions -- lots of items behind. Normally I shrink away from posting anything that sounds even remotely "down" or as if I am throwing a pity-party, and I'll try not to do so now, but I make no guarantees. Here goes:

My dad is STILL not home. When he fell and broke his shoulder we foolishly took him to one hospital (the one that was good for bones, to oversimplify) but that wasn't the one where his personal neurologist practices. So his combination of Alzheimer's and Parkinson's really got out of hand and the sheer volume of sedation, to say nothing of the rollercoaster of prescription dosages have taken a severe toll on him. A toll, I fear, from which he will probably never recover fully, if at all.

It's very jarring when the doctors ask you to decide for him what to do in terms of "heroic measures." It's one thing for you to decide what you want done or not done, quite another to decide on someone else's behalf.

So that's been that.

In the interim, the very dim light at the far end of the ridiculously long tunnel is slightly less dim, and the tunnel is marginally shorter. Unrelated to that light, another (dimmer) light has also popped up. I shan't jinx anything, but suffice it to say I have not worked this hard or traveled this often since I was a young newlywed husband. I am wildly exhausted. In the last 5 weeks, I have traveled far afield for three of those, with redeye flights littering my schedule.

Irony: I finally got comped to first class and a raging sinus headache laid me low so as not to enjoy the edible food and acceptable beverages. Not happy.

That's all I'll blog about this for now, lest jinxery overtake what passes for my good fortune these days.

Poppy and Badger, you guys need to email me because the 1st light at the end of the tunnel could be VERY good for you.

For those of you who are sticking with this blog...thanks.

-J.

P.S. I think I know what jinxed me way back when. It was starting down the road of building my own brick oven. Everything has collapsed in its wake.

Comments

Stomper Girl said…
Sorry to hear about your Dad. That's not an easy row to hoe.

Meantime, how come Poppy and Badger get all the perks? *sulks*
Joke said…
Stomp - It's not so much a perk, as an opportunity to be briefed on a technical matter which would appeal to them given what I know to be their general fields of interest. But if you want to read the whole thing, you can email as well. But I can't even remotely vouch for your being interested in it.

What could be fairer than that?
Poppy Buxom said…
I bet I know what it is. It's a fabulous new skin serum that completely erases wrinkles and doubles as a dirty Martini south of the Mason-Dixon line, and a Perfect Manhattan north of it.

If I'm right, do I get a prize?
BreadBox said…
Good luck with the lights at the end of the tunnel. Remember, if anyone asks, there are *four* of them. Or is it five? Who can recall.

Nice to see you feeling able to post a brief update,
N.
BreadBox said…
Oh, and I should say that I found it very amusing that facebook suggested I friend each of you and Poppy. I suspect also Badger. I have *no* idea how they figured out that I am, in fact, me, and you are, in fact, you. And that Poppy and Badger are in fact them. They're doing some serious social network data-mining...
N.
Joke said…
Poppy - You're about half right.

BB - They use voodoo.
Paola said…
You're back, sorry about your dad ... I intend to keep on following you as I have started in a bad moment and definitely want to see you at the end of tunnel, in broad light.
Poppy is a genius.
Joke said…
Poppy IS a genius, that's why she's my pal!
blackbird said…
What am I, wood?
Joke said…
Now that you chime in, you're also a genius.
Stomper Girl said…
No all right, don't brief me. Anything technical makes my eyes glaze over, although Mister Fixit does keep trying to impart fascinating knowledge of aeroplane engines to me.
Joke said…
This involves a lot of chemistry, but the point's the same.
Poppy Buxom said…
I take it all is well, you survived Palm Sunday, and are staring down the tunnel at the end of Lent. Right?

Smooches and chocolate rabbits for all the Jokes.
Jen said…
Wait--Badger's on facebook? I thought she was violently opposed.
Joke said…
Maybe she's just violent?

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