bad things, good people

In the continuing saga of family health crises, car woe and appliance death, I offer up the past couple of days.

Saturday, for example, while downtown enjoying the nice weather with Jeff, I started experiencing trouble with the convertible top, which kept reporting an error when I tried to open it. I did eventually get it open, and got it closed again once home that evening, but it’s been sluggish and recalcitrant since, so I’ve been afraid to try to open it.

Then I arrived home from work yesterday to discover that the heat pump that provides cooling and heating in my condo apparently has given up the ghost (after having been preceded by the refrigerator, dishwasher and computer monitor, in a race with the widescreen TV to see which would fail next). Given its age (about 20 years) I’ve been expecting this sooner or later, but I kept hoping for later. Fortunately it failed just as the weather has begun to cool, and I don’t need its air conditioning or heat for the foreseeable future.

But as I was feeling sorry for myself about the state and presumed cost of repair or replacement of what are, after all, only just things, I got a real kick in the pants when my mom called last night to tell me that my dad was back in the hospital, just a few days before his 65th birthday and the same morning that my cousin and aunt both had outpatient surgery.

Yesterday morning Dad began to lose feeling in his legs; fearing at first that he had had or was having a stroke, he was admitted to the hospital. The progression of his symptoms, though, led to a diagnosis later that day of Guillain-Barr

7 thoughts on “bad things, good people

  1. *HUGS* I hope everything goes better with your family,and your applianceses :-)!! That was quite a day you had. Healing thoughts for your family.

  2. When it rains…

    It pours. Hey, kids. Thom’s saga of “family health crises, car woe, and appliance death” continues, unfortunately. Go give him some lovin’: “bad things, good people.”…

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