Wednesday, February 25, 2004


Again

"Mom is in the hospital, Andrea."

Oh G-d. No one wants to hear these words. But as soon as my brother delivered such "tidings,"my heart stopped cold in my chest. Thoughts of heart attacks, strokes, car accidents, and amputation explode in my mind. Scary moments. But no, she has broken her right arm and chipped a great deal of bone in the process. This isn't kosher news, but I breathe a sigh of relief. She's okay. In a great deal of pain, but stable.
"She most likely will have surgery within the next 48 hours. They are gonna send her home until she can see McDonnough tomorrow."

That damn orthopedic surgeon. My last encounter with McDonnough was last week. His patient "care" approaches nonchalance. With a flip of his wrist he displays your crumbled bones on a backlit 8x10 window...sucks his teeth and takes a deep breath.

"Well. Its broken. Let's take some more x-rays, shall we? Ryan will be around to escort you to radiology. Sit tight."

This is the last you see/hear from McDonnough. This man could care less.

I am concerned for my mother. Dad is out of town until Thursday. Still in Orlando, and feeling tres guilty about the entire situation. And as he should. I'm working tomorrow evening until close, which I am not looking forward to. Not because I have to go to WORK, but because my mother is injured. Doesn't seem right.

Oy.

The performance went well this morning in theatre, and Sean worked wonders with our new props. Kudos to Sean. And WOW...sex/gender was actually STIMULATING today! AMAZING! Release the hounds! And as for photo...well...you'll have to see for yourself! I am EXTREMELY pleased with my enlarged prints. But I have this itch. I have this itch to go crazy and buy tons of old military uniforms for my next project. Details later. :)

I'm feeling my lack of sleep right now...

WHY do I insist on debating Carol?

Saw Gordon and Jamil today. CRAZY. That Jamil is a trip and a half. And as for Gordon? Well...he's in a world of his own. Let's keep it that way.

SO COLD

WHO IS ALIA TAWIL?

There's just no more chamomile tea.