So I’ve been pretty busy lately, doing research for things at work, kids stuff, generally taking it easy and re-reading several series. I’ve also been doing a lot of work on my genealogy on ancestry.com and generally messing things up more than not 🙂 It’s hard getting people straight.
I’ve got several websites I’m working on, one of which should be a big one that I’m doing with my friend Charl who has forgotten more about design, color and page layout than I will ever understand. I do all the techie crap under the hood that sends him into a corner screaming for mommy, so I think it’ll be a good mix. I’ll keep ya posted.
My father in law called at around 11:30 on Saturday night to ask a favor. Before I go on, you have to understand how seldom he asks for help. He was having some pain in his groin and it was enough to make him want to go to the hospital. My mother in law can’t drive after dark, and he couldn’t take himself, so I was over there in 2 minutes flat. Yeah, Fae and I were having a romantic time and conversation, but to say I would do just about anything for this man is putting it mildly. That includes dropping my wife to get him to a hospital 🙂
Stayed until around 2, they wanted to give him something to make catscans show up better, so he called me and told me to split that it was going to take several hours to even take the test and when all was said and done, my mother in law could pick him up early in the morning so I went home to crash.
If you can spare a prayer, some energy, good thoughts for him, he’s in a lot of pain. The docs think it’s his back, that a nerve may be pinched and some issues with his lymph nodes, I don’t know. They’re not super worried, but they knocked his ass out. Went over there after kendo tonight and he was out cold, which is good because he’s to the point he’s got to use a urinal and sleep in a recliner he’s hurting so badly.
I just want to go on record as saying I don’t want to get old, even tho 72 isn’t that old. Still. Getting old sucks.
I’m going to go eat some ginger snaps and read my book.
Oh yeah, got another cortisone shot and the doc wants to get an MRI of my elbow to see what we can do next. It’ll either be a PRP treatment or surgery. PRP is just taking my blood, spinning it to separate things, and injecting the healing factors right into the sore spot. Not my idea of a good time, no sir.