Today was not easy. I went with Mom to the pulmonologist and he decreed her eligible for the oxygen machine… That we already had delivered. 9_9 And because Mom had the doctor’s appointment, she didn’t take her shingles meds in the morning, leaving her in pain. I dunno which would have been worse: nausea and dizziness from the meds (I would have driven the car) or the pain? But hey, she made the call, for better or worse.
We have a follow-up with him in two weeks.
But getting home was a nightmare. I could see tears in her eyes from the pain. It was just unreal… By the time I got her home, medicated, and laying down, I was in tears myself. It took the rest of the day for me to just calm down and try and get some work done. It really is the shingles messing with her. When Mom takes the medication, she’s… Is "fine" really the word to use for slightly less excruciating nerve pain?
On the plus side, I got a positive response to my query! I’m making the changes the editor asked for and will resubmit the short story to her by Friday.
Tomorrow is not only my daughter’s birthday, but also the Summer Solstice. 🙂 I’m not sure if I’ll be able to do anything fancy but I did leave out an apple as an offering today. Better to strike while the iron is hot, right? I did spot a statue that would be perfect for an outside altar (till I can afford the one I really want) but I will be totally honest, I do NOT have my head together to plan much beyond "Edit story. Child needs birthday cake." So you’ll have to forgive the lack of interaction from me. If you can, I’m sure the gods will.
I do feel my duty as a daughter could have been done better. I really froze. I need to be slightly less of a complete spaz and get my shit together. >_< Mom needs my help and since I never would have made it this car without her, she deserves my best.