I’m Jealous!

There. I've said it.

While I have to stay home and go to work, TGCPartner is getting to spend this week on holiday in Atlantis. He's staying with his brother and a cousin who has a timeshare dealy. Ya know, one of those deals where you have a week in a different locale every year?

Anywho, I'd love to be on holiday and have dreamed of spending time in the Carribean. I would also offer up physical appendages to get to spend a week at Atlantis. Plus, It sucks that we won't even get to talk to each other for a full week.

😦

Requiem For a QP

My first and favorite Quaker Parrot, Paca, died today at the age of 5 of an apparent stroke. I was trying desperately to find a vet available on Sundays, after recognizing that something was wrong, when she fell off the cage. She died in my hands.

I doubt that there was anything that could have been done, but I can't help a slight nagging feeling that she needed me and I couldn't help. She was a tough bird who had been lost for 6 weeks before. She had suffered a broken wing and a leg broken in two places. The vet said she would never really recover. She proved him wrong. She had also survived an accident where mom accidentally stepped on her. I thought she would die that way, but she shook it off and was back to normal within a few hours.

I don't really know what happened today. My best guess is that she had a stroke. Unfortunately, I don't think she passed without some pain, but it was somewhat quick.

Goodbye Paca. Have fun at the Rainbow Bridge. I hope you get your fill of your favorite pumpkin seeds. Take care and fly free.

So Anywho….

My mom had this pain in the upper, right quadrant of her chest. She went to the doctor who ordered X-rays and stuff.  They found out that she has gall stones and determined that she had a spot showing up on her left lung.

Needless to say, she was a bit upset over that development. She called me at work the other day to tell me and was trying not to cry. I think I was trying harder not to cry. I didn’t know what to say or do. I offered to come home, but (putting me first, I think) she told me to just finish out my shift and she would talk to me later. I wanted to at least come home and be with her, if for nothing else, offer moral support.

She was to have a CT today to find out what exactly it was, but she called and finagled an appointment for Wednesday morning. She finally got a call from the doctor’s office yesterday to tell her that the spot was a pneumoniacocal something-or-other. I was asleep when she called and don’t remember exactly what she said. I just know that it wasn’t cancerous or anything.

I was relieved, I know she was relieved and TGCpartner was extremely relieved. I was worried, but tried to keep it on a positive note until we knew what it was. I think my partner was more worried. Mom had already had breast CA and neither of us fancied having to deal with it again.

So it all worked out. The worst is that mom will probably have to have her gall bladder removed. Comparatively speaking, all is pretty well, gracias a Dios.