Up Date Concerning My Mother and Other Stuff

7 Baha 164 B.E. – Tuesday, March 27, 2007

My mother is still in the hospital, over two weeks now. She is getting better, she is now off liquids and onto soft solid foods. This morning she had pudding for breakfast and for lunch sliced turkey or chicken, potatoes and gravy, greens (I think spinach) and applesauce. I’ve been saying the Long Healing Prayer for her at least once a day, usually twice a day. I’m going to the hospital twice a day to see her.

I’m doing the house work a bit or room at a time. My hours online Monday through Friday are before 10:00 am and after 6:00 pm. I think I’m finally getting the hang of scheduling my time. However, I’m not sure about that at the moment. I just finished sweeping off the patio, but I’m going to have to mop it. Since it’s cloudy out, the wind is blowing and it looks like rain I’m not going to mop the patio today. I’ll probably wait for a sunny day. If I mop it today, it won’t get dry quickly and neither I nor the cats like a damp back porch.

When I went to see Mom this morning, she looked good. She wants to come home. Mom isn’t used to laying in bed, she’d rather be up working. I’m not sure when she will be coming home. On March 19, her birthday, the doctors did a bawl resection and she’s been in intensive care ever since. Eventually the hospital will move her to another floor in UMC and when she’s ready to be released then she’ll go to a rehab center. It sounds like a long time, but I’m going to be pushed to get the house fixed up the way it should be before she gets home. I still have spring cleaning stuff to do, I get some done each day, but other things, like dishes and laundry, are repeats. Oh, well it’ll get done I just have to keep working.

This is a test, I’ll be glad when I’ve passed this one so I can get on to the next test. One thing about all that’s happened in the past two or almost three weeks is lack of boredom. It’s anything but boring, even the house work isn’t boring. I’m still writing, in fact I’ve got to finish a poem or find one I’ve written and post it to a contest tonight sometime.

I went to see Mom again today. For supper she had chicken, mixed vegetables (squish and carrots), noodles, pudding with fruit (peaches) and lemon aid. The chicken has gravy on it. Mom is eating pretty well now. Not quite back to the way she used to eat, but she’s getting there.

Two Days Posts in One

1 Baha 164 B.E. - Wednesday, March 21, 2007

Naw-Ruz Poem

New Day
All humanity gathered into one fold
World peace

Rejoice
Unity’s
Zephyrs blow across the Earth

2 Baha 164 B.E. - Thursday, March 22, 2007

Update on My Life

I haven’t posted in sometime. My Mother went into the hospital on Monday, March 12, had a bawl resection on Monday, March 19. The past week or so was hectic. She is in recovery and doing well. I’m in the process of doing laundry and updating my detection programs right now. Laundry is a never-ending job. I went to the hospital this morning; I’ll go again this evening.

My thoughts are scattered and I’m not sure what to write about. I went to the Naw-Ruz celebration on the evening of March 20. Everyone my mother knew signed a Naw-Ruz card for her. I’m just typing this without any idea of the subject. I’m going to do two entries in one today. Tomorrow evening is the Feast of Baha. Mom won’t be able to attend Feast, so I’ll stop by the hospital before I go to Feast.

I still have e-mail to read. I haven’t read too much of the e-mail since I took Mom to the emergency room. I’ll probably be catching up on e-mail for the rest of the week and answering, between everything else. That’s OK though, at least I’m down to only one or two load of laundry a day now. This entry is scattered and not as focused as I’d like, but I’m going to post it anyway. I’ll try the make the following entries a little for focused rather than rambling. I think this is all for today, besides the dry just finished so it’s time to put a load of washing in.

sine qua non

9 Ala 163 B.E. - Saturday, March 10, 2007

My e-mail box is full of words. Words in e-mails, words in newsletters, words written in black letters on a white page, words are indispensable to a writer and to humanity itself. Without words humans would have difficulty communicating, even with words we sometimes can’t make our wishes known or understood.

Sometimes the problem has to do with language. Sometimes the problem is the words themselves. Words don’t express or explain entirely our experiences. So that means we have to listen and watch the expression on the faces of those we’re talking with.