Looking for Valium

Haven't posted in a while and not really in the mood to post now, but it'll be cleansing to the soul. Maybe if I get some stuff out in the ether, I'll sleep better.

Lara has been a rock of stability these days while The Bride and I've been dealing with stuff. Perhaps someday she'll realize how really strong she is.

Haven't talked to Eldest since a short voicemail last week. She sent a letter which summarized what was going on with her body, but nothing in detail and nothing since the voicemail where she said the Navy was sending her home. I look out the front window occasionally, hoping a taxi will pull up to the front door. It's a ridiculous thought, but I bet I'm not the only parent with grown-up children who thinks the same way (and don't begin criticize it, Dear Reader, until your children have left home).

Danielle had some adventures this week. We took her to the hospital Friday morning (12/16) and she was checked in by 5:30 AM. She was taken straight into the surgical ward and prepped for her organ extraction. Having witnessed two emergency surgeries (Lara and me), an planned surgery is far more organized, almost like called square dance and the folks following direction know what they're doing (stupid analogy, but you got it for free). She went into the operating room about 7:30 and was done in practically no time at all. They sent her home before 11:00 AM.

Then things got interesting. Well, more interesting.

The pain medication she initially got was making her nauseous, so the doctor prescribed another brand. And Danielle reacted to it. Badly. The Bride and I were freaking but we kept our asses together long enough to figure out we could not get her to the hospital, so I called 9-1-1 and the Carson City's Finest Firefighters were here in a very short time. The senior paramedic knew exactly what was going on and they injected a counter-agent on the spot. By the time the ambulance got her to the hospital, Danielle was getting back to normal (as were her parents' heartbeats). The doctor checked her out and kept her there for a few hours to be safe, but he's sure she'll be fine as long as she steers clear of that medication. This morning, she is sore from her experience, but is eating and resting normally.

And now I've got to get brains together to create a final test for tonight's class.

There's a few things I didn't mentioned that happened over the last few days, both locally and nationally, including the Bush administration's decision to come clean on Iraq and domestic spying, and the office Christmas party, but those are blogs for another day.