life's little turns...
Feb. 4th, 2007 10:05 pmI didn't go to Potbelly's tonight. See, I have this thing in my chest, that I call a lizard. This lizard can go away for months at a time, and then creepingly sneak back in. I have a suspicion that it's sinus drainage that gets hung up on some scar tissue in my esophageous. Not a pretty thing, not something that I would want for every one, and definitely something that can weigh you down. Here's the thing. When it gets bad, it feels like a 2 pound weight in my ribcage, my stomach gets very acidy and that of course irritates me even more. It makes me crabby, it makes me tired and not a whole lot makes it better... except sleep, eating very light and something to make my sinus quit draining. So, that's what I did tonight, except.
My Linda, also known as LadyH, has a dear and wonderful friend in California who is not doing well. I know she has ALS I'm thinking there is something else there, but I'm not so sure I remember. This stupid lizard affects my concentration.
Anyway, this friend is as connected to Linda as any lifepartner can be. Her friend is the Pockets to Linda's Bags, and the comparison is apt. The friend in California is a bonified genius, a bit absent minded, wise in her own way and given to sessions of talking about odd things.
Her name is Linda, as well. I'll call her Linda G.
Now, LadyH and Linda G have a VERY long history. They shared some incredible adventures together and some horrible times as well, as any true friends can. I don't think LadyH would mind if I told you that they have a very deep and very strong love for each other.
Linda G is in Hospice, and they are giving her about two weeks. Right now, I'm racking my brain on how I can get her to her friends side. I'm also debating if it's the thing to do, and of course it is. For LadyH, losing Linda G is tantamount to losing a LifeMate. I'm debating Planes, Trains and Automobile.
Regardless, if you would, please, send her your thoughts, and I mean both of them, both Lindas. Now, LadyH is a pretty private person, so I'm more than likely in trouble for writing this. but you know... sometimes it's just worth the risk. I think she needs our support more than she needs to be bothered by me talking bout her life.
My Linda, also known as LadyH, has a dear and wonderful friend in California who is not doing well. I know she has ALS I'm thinking there is something else there, but I'm not so sure I remember. This stupid lizard affects my concentration.
Anyway, this friend is as connected to Linda as any lifepartner can be. Her friend is the Pockets to Linda's Bags, and the comparison is apt. The friend in California is a bonified genius, a bit absent minded, wise in her own way and given to sessions of talking about odd things.
Her name is Linda, as well. I'll call her Linda G.
Now, LadyH and Linda G have a VERY long history. They shared some incredible adventures together and some horrible times as well, as any true friends can. I don't think LadyH would mind if I told you that they have a very deep and very strong love for each other.
Linda G is in Hospice, and they are giving her about two weeks. Right now, I'm racking my brain on how I can get her to her friends side. I'm also debating if it's the thing to do, and of course it is. For LadyH, losing Linda G is tantamount to losing a LifeMate. I'm debating Planes, Trains and Automobile.
Regardless, if you would, please, send her your thoughts, and I mean both of them, both Lindas. Now, LadyH is a pretty private person, so I'm more than likely in trouble for writing this. but you know... sometimes it's just worth the risk. I think she needs our support more than she needs to be bothered by me talking bout her life.