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Tuesday, January 02, 2007

Interruptus

My mother woke me up after we had arrived safe and sound last night, and had retired, to say that my father had to go to the Emergency Room, immediately.

So he's there, in stable condition thankfully, but it is unknown for how long. As we speak, he's having an MRI and I have come home to feed and walk the Schmoopster.

Please forgive me, my friends. My return has become complicated. More later.

16 Comments:

  • I send love and care to you and your dad, Victoria. I hope all works out for the best.

    By Blogger Ron, at Tue Jan 02, 10:18:00 pm GMT-5  

  • I send love and care to you and your dad, Victoria. I hope all works out for the best.

    Thank you, my dear Ron. People like you make the world less gruesome, less arbitrary, less unkind.

    My mother will sleep there tonight, and I'll take her place tomorrow night, so if I tarry to post, you'll know why.

    P.S.: I haven't forgotten your DVD, either!

    Cheers,
    Victoria

    By Blogger vbspurs, at Tue Jan 02, 11:37:00 pm GMT-5  

  • Hope your Dad gets better soon, Vic.
    I'll send some Glans Pie and Moog Gravy. That should do the trick ;-)

    By Blogger Kullrad, at Wed Jan 03, 04:22:00 am GMT-5  

  • Prayers winging your way, Victoria. Your father's blessed to have you to care for him.

    By Blogger Pete, at Wed Jan 03, 05:51:00 am GMT-5  

  • My thoughts and prayers are with you and your family. May your Dad have a quick and full recovery!

    By Blogger Jose Aguirre, at Wed Jan 03, 11:05:00 am GMT-5  

  • : )

    By Blogger R2K, at Wed Jan 03, 02:13:00 pm GMT-5  

  • Oh my darlings Kullrad, Pete and Jose -- I thank you so much too, for your kind words of support.

    We just got home from the hospital (having stopped briefly for a quick bite in Coconut Grove, since today is my father's birthday...), and dad is sleeping in his bedroom, sedated. Things are as well as can be expected, given the circumstances.

    I think I will take a nap, meself. Until later, my friends!

    P.S.: R2K, I took your smiley in a positive way, although it is ambiguous at best.

    Cheers,
    Victoria

    By Blogger vbspurs, at Wed Jan 03, 05:01:00 pm GMT-5  

  • Coconut Grove? Were you there with Alexander Woolcott, Robert Benchley and Buster Crabbe? Were you a flapper back in an earlier incarnation?

    Good about your dad! What better presents can someone get on their birthday?

    By Blogger Ron, at Wed Jan 03, 05:12:00 pm GMT-5  

  • Coconut Grove? Were you there with Alexander Woolcott, Robert Benchley and Buster Crabbe? Were you a flapper back in an earlier incarnation?

    That's Coconut not Cocoanut Grove!

    Early Miami settlers were obviously fussy spellers, since it's Bal Harbour not Bal Harbor, too.

    -- Imagine Ann Arbo(u)r? Heh --

    Good about your dad! What better presents can someone get on their birthday?

    As I drove them home (I get to drive these days, since my father is a bit macho about that -- and only that! thankfully -- and likes the chap to drive), I made my parents laugh.

    I told them, look we may not have the moolah we had back in the dizzying '80s, when my dad broke his health setting up his clinics..., but we have something that Tori Spelling cannot have with her billions.

    Family happiness. :)

    Even if everything went wrong from hereoin, no one can ever take that away from us.

    (Dad, "Who's Tori Spelling?")

    Men. Always with the logical questions. :)

    Cheers,
    Victoria

    By Blogger vbspurs, at Wed Jan 03, 05:59:00 pm GMT-5  

  • -- Imagine Ann Arbo(u)r? Heh --

    There's nothing these hoity toity fahrfegneugens around here would like better than to spell it "Ann Arbour."

    They could go home and play Trival Pursuit: Thomas Carlyle Edition and conclude the evening by watching MasterRace Theatre, whilst eating that new delightful French snack "Cheetauxs."

    And fall asleep to the news in Welsh.

    By Blogger Ron, at Wed Jan 03, 11:23:00 pm GMT-5  

  • -- Imagine Ann Arbo(u)r? Heh --

    There's nothing these hoity toity fahrfegneugens around here would like better than to spell it "Ann Arbour."

    They could go home and play Trival Pursuit: Thomas Carlyle Edition and conclude the evening by watching MasterRace Theatre, whilst eating that new delightful French snack "Cheetauxs."

    And fall asleep to the news in Welsh.

    By Blogger Ron, at Wed Jan 03, 11:25:00 pm GMT-5  

  • Hope Dad is on his feet soon, Vicks. Let this be a happy, healthy New Year for the entire family!

    By Blogger benning, at Thu Jan 04, 10:08:00 am GMT-5  

  • And fall asleep to the news in Welsh.

    God, flashbacks to my childhood, when BBC Wales had not yet been launched (I reckon) and they had on Welsh soaps and the news at 7 AM on Saturdays.

    Who knew Ann Arborites could consider this heaven??

    Cheers,
    Victoria

    By Blogger vbspurs, at Fri Jan 05, 02:43:00 am GMT-5  

  • Hope Dad is on his feet soon, Vicks. Let this be a happy, healthy New Year for the entire family!

    Thanks, Benning! You're so sweet.

    Thursday was rather rough, and hence my lack of posting. When you see my slack off, you'll understand...

    Cheers,
    Victoria

    By Blogger vbspurs, at Fri Jan 05, 02:44:00 am GMT-5  

  • I just ran across this because I was looking for an appropriate place to say, "Funny, you don't look like Bob Dole!" But I couldn't find one.

    I'm sorry to hear about your father, knowing now a bit more about what bad and good days really mean, all I can say is take care of yourselves while taking care of him.

    BTW, My family hails from Wales. About 370 years ago they hailed a passing ship (not the Mayflower), hailed farewell (but not the king), and hailed someone (not likely Mary, BWDIK?) that they would never return ;-)

    Chin Up! (& Cheers!)

    By Blogger Internet Ronin, at Fri Jan 05, 06:22:00 pm GMT-5  

  • I just ran across this because I was looking for an appropriate place to say, "Funny, you don't look like Bob Dole!" But I couldn't find one.

    Welcome to the blog, love. :)

    I'm sorry to hear about your father, knowing now a bit more about what bad and good days really mean, all I can say is take care of yourselves while taking care of him.

    Thank you so much. Coming from a relative stranger, it means a lot.

    BTW, My family hails from Wales. About 370 years ago they hailed a passing ship (not the Mayflower), hailed farewell (but not the king), and hailed someone (not likely Mary, BWDIK?) that they would never return ;-)

    I won't hold it against ya. :)

    Chin Up! (& Cheers!)

    See you around IR!

    Cheers,
    Victoria

    By Blogger vbspurs, at Sat Jan 06, 01:45:00 am GMT-5  

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