Some people are very very lovely...
Nov. 5th, 2003 10:56 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
reynardoand when a hug-worth of sweet people gave me support recently on Live journal after I got news of my aunt, I cried from the knowledge that I am loved and people care. And thank you all very much for the spoken and unspoken support - I could feel all those loving wishes very tangibly.
So I'd just like to let you know that my aunt's family asked a second doctor, who discovered that the medication she was on for her (shaky) heart was killing her kidneys, changed her medication, and so although she's still very ill they say she is likely to recover and last quite a long time.
A short story about her. She worked for the Wildlife Rescue people in NSW. My parents' house gets possums in the roof from time to time, which often then get into the bedrooms, get scared, and proceed to create havoc. When scared, possums piddle and crap. They also have very strong back legs and sharp claws. Catching one requires use of an elbow-length pair of leather gauntlets, a pillowcase to put them in, about half an hour, strong cleaning materials and up-to-date tetanus shots.
My aunt, who is small and frail looking and has been for some time, visited one fay just as a possum got into my parents' bedroom. It was sitting poised on their dresser, with clean clothes on the bed you could tell were going to become befouled as soon as it started rampaging. Auntie June asked for a pillowcase. No gloves. She took three steps towards it, then so-fast-you-couldn't-tell-it-wasn't-magic she had it in the pillowcase and was asking "and where do you want me to release him?"
No mess.
No fuss.
She's a sweetie. I'll find her a lovely card and send it, as no-one who has beaten the possum is going to go down that easily.
Thank you again for all your love. It reminds me how lucky I am.
So I'd just like to let you know that my aunt's family asked a second doctor, who discovered that the medication she was on for her (shaky) heart was killing her kidneys, changed her medication, and so although she's still very ill they say she is likely to recover and last quite a long time.
A short story about her. She worked for the Wildlife Rescue people in NSW. My parents' house gets possums in the roof from time to time, which often then get into the bedrooms, get scared, and proceed to create havoc. When scared, possums piddle and crap. They also have very strong back legs and sharp claws. Catching one requires use of an elbow-length pair of leather gauntlets, a pillowcase to put them in, about half an hour, strong cleaning materials and up-to-date tetanus shots.
My aunt, who is small and frail looking and has been for some time, visited one fay just as a possum got into my parents' bedroom. It was sitting poised on their dresser, with clean clothes on the bed you could tell were going to become befouled as soon as it started rampaging. Auntie June asked for a pillowcase. No gloves. She took three steps towards it, then so-fast-you-couldn't-tell-it-wasn't-magic she had it in the pillowcase and was asking "and where do you want me to release him?"
No mess.
No fuss.
She's a sweetie. I'll find her a lovely card and send it, as no-one who has beaten the possum is going to go down that easily.
Thank you again for all your love. It reminds me how lucky I am.
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Date: 2003-11-04 04:16 pm (UTC)My Dad has an Aunt named June, I don't know much about her but that she's probably my late Grandpa's sister. She's usually very friendly when I see her.
And I know what it means to worry about family, since Oma's been in such terrible pain. She got some sort of "cortisone" shot recently. Doctors say the pains she has are just some common problems involved with being in one's mid-80s, and that she'll probably live to be a very old woman. Still, she's my only Oma and I worry!
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Date: 2003-11-04 04:23 pm (UTC)good news indeed
Date: 2003-11-04 07:37 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2003-11-04 07:58 pm (UTC)we've both been off-line since Friday morning and so were reliant on old fashioned methods of communication. Your post has reminded me of the paradox that nowadays, it's more common to be intimate online and stick to small talk on the brief occasions we see people. Not that I could ever call you fluffy, but you know what I mean. I'm embarrassed that I didn't ask how life's been treating you when you've been so kind to us with your hospitality.
I'm glad to hear her situation is not as dire and *warm hug*
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Date: 2003-11-04 08:07 pm (UTC)Alas, my brain went into fried-mode. As the other 2 pairs of Melbournites were here when I read the bad bit, then at least one pair here for the good news. So I forgot that you two hadn't heard either.
So to make up for this, you can spank me the next time you see me.