Of Quizzes and Borking

[whitereflection]

I think, therefore I take internet quizzes... ^^

Oh God, the horror. Seek help, you're "lmfao". You laugh a little too much.

What internet slang are YOU? | by brit

So which letter of the alphabet matches YOUR personality, huh?

...jinkies. ^^;; Well, isn't that special. Er.

Anyhoo--I'd like to thank my supervisor for having shared her plague with me. Lovely. A normal cold I can deal with--although I notice such puts me in two moods: SNARKY or veeeeeeery weird & hyper--but naturally the crud's moving into my lungs. I *HATE* that. >< It gives me this "bork"ing cough, and I don't mean happy-silly Swedish chef borking either. Bleh. Yeah, I like trying to shred my lungs. Oh, and in a concrete building with super-high ceilings like the library here, it all echoes all so nicely. *flails* I think it's starting to bug my coworkers.

On a more serious note, another person's dad to worry about... My buddy Anj's dad has been really having a hell of a time of it. I know my parents have health problems (though really they both do damned well, especially dad), but her dad... It started out when he got rheumatoid arthritis--then a quack of a dr. in Arkansas *BLASTED* his body with a steroid known as Prednezone. Now, this is a damned toxic drug (I saw what it did to Mom when the drs gave *small* doses of it to her for her asthsma), and you have to give it in very very small doses--well, that dr. gave him probably a good 50-100 times what would be correct. Naturally, it damaged his body severely--and he can't ever be weaned off it fully (a quirk of steriods when they're overused).

So he's been very slowly just falling apart these last several years because of the arthritis and side effects of the Prednezone--and it's accelerated much more rapidly this past year. He's 60 and he looks 75, maybe older, I swear. And now Anj just found out he's had to be hospitalized again--he was losing huge amounts of blood, and they don't even know where it was going. Just...poof. Had to give him about seven units of blood in transfusions, I guess.

I just worry...I mean, it's just getting worse and worse for him, and I hate that Anj is having to deal with it all. She and her dad are so damned close. I truly don't know which is worse--to lose a loved one quickly, or to watch them go slowly. But this...having him wear down so excruciatingly slowly is...it's got to be something awful, worse than awful for her.

Sucks especially much since her dad reminds me of my mom, in personality, interests (He even likes anime! And real stuff, not DBZ like my dad does.) and humor. If he didn't live in small-town Neb. nowadays, with my mom living in Seattle, I'd always kinda wondered... *shrugs*

I run on too much. But it just has me thinky.