hiddenmuse | (no subject)

Okay, so it's been a while since I've posted anything ... I wish that I could say that I was running around, doing all kinds of crazy and fun things, but alas, this is not the case.

Instead, I was dealing with a major family crisis - my stepdad had a heart attack last week, coded twice in the ER, and was pretty much gone for about 8 minutes. Needless to say, things did not look good at all, and I had to prepare myself for the possibility of flying out to St. Louis ASAP to attend a funeral. My mom was prepared to talk with the doctors about taking him off dialysis, the whole nine yards. (When my stepdad had gotten sick, he'd expressed to my mom that he didn't want to be a "vegetable" - and that if it reached that point, pull the plug.)

This week, things are looking a tiny bit better. My stepdad was moved from the ICU to Acute Care (the step-down unit), he is making attempts to breathe on his own, to where he is being weaned off the ventilator. Also, when a nurse had tried to take his temperature, he'd bitten down on the thermometer. My mom doesn't have to make the decision at this time on when "enough is enough" ... one of the doctors advised her that it's too early to make that decision.

Then, on Saturday night, Kellie and I had attended a Halloween party at a co-worker's house (one of her co-workers) - I had fun ... until we were leaving, and I'd slipped and fell on wet steps (dry ice *does* become water pretty quickly ... and that condensation is a real bitch)! At first, I thought that I'd mis-stepped, and wound up landing on my right side, with my elbow in a bowl of former dry ice. So, I'm bruised pretty badly - my arm looks like I'd been beaten, my side is that lovely red-purple, and a bit swollen, and my knee is bruised and banged up. Oh yeah, and my shoulder, which had finally recovered after physical therapy? Yeah ... kinda re-fucked it up. Kellie's co-worker, and his partner, were so worried about the incident, that he (the co-worker) was afraid that I'd hate him! No ... not at all. I know that it was entirely unintentional, and I'm not a malicious person *at all*.

Besides, working in insurance, I've seen how claims for liability (especially bodily injury) can really fuck up the policy. And I'm not gonna put anyone through that sort of thing.