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Mar. 27th, 2004 07:23 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
jdmkleini go through this every time my credit card is renewed. The postal system in Kuwait sucks, therefore nothing of any value is ever mailed. My new credit card is waiting to be put into my hot little hands, but we can't seem to make it and me a duo. i want to go to my branch of the bank and pick it up, but i can't seem to get the main branch delivery service to understand that. i never can remember my official address at home, it isn't something like 929 West 5th or anything like that. i would have it delivered at work, but, the delivery service can never find my office on campus.
Now there is a point to that whole little tale of woe. i want to order something off the net. But i can't since my credit card is about to expire. Most sites require something new, the little number that proves you have the card in your hot little hand. i try the number on my card, but it never works. And so now i'm stuck until i can manage to get my new card. BAH!
i spoke with Master briefly this morning. i doubt i will get to do so again until Monday. He managed to come upon an accident on the way home from the DFW airport the other night. A young girl, He thought 18 or 19 fell asleep at the wheel of her car, went onto the shoulder of the road. When she felt the car go off the pavement she woke up, and over corrected and managed to flip the car.
When Master got there she had already called her mother. Master and the others waited until the police and the girl's mother arrived. She wasn't hurt, but He was afraid she was ready to go into shock. No ambulance was called, so He doesn't know for sure. Exciting things always seem to happen to Him.
Mother is being seen by a nephrologist now. i don't remember for sure what Auntie Nurse said about that in the beginning. Mother may be going into renal failure. i think that is what this means. It somehow is all connected to the b/p, i think. Actually she saw him last week, and had to go in yesterday with a list of meds. Perhaps this means medication will help. i don't want to live like that. A pill for this and a pill for that, and a stick in the butt for something else. Oxygen so i can breather. That is not the life i want.
Sarah has now been given the job of helping Mother when it is time to take the b/p. She has been using a wrist cuff, and some doc thinks that might be what is causing the readings to be all over the chart. Sarah puts it on her, and sets it in the right place, and then pushes the button to make it work. Time will tell. We shall see. i still don't want to live like that. Nobody can tell me it beats the alternative.
i have to iron.
Now there is a point to that whole little tale of woe. i want to order something off the net. But i can't since my credit card is about to expire. Most sites require something new, the little number that proves you have the card in your hot little hand. i try the number on my card, but it never works. And so now i'm stuck until i can manage to get my new card. BAH!
i spoke with Master briefly this morning. i doubt i will get to do so again until Monday. He managed to come upon an accident on the way home from the DFW airport the other night. A young girl, He thought 18 or 19 fell asleep at the wheel of her car, went onto the shoulder of the road. When she felt the car go off the pavement she woke up, and over corrected and managed to flip the car.
When Master got there she had already called her mother. Master and the others waited until the police and the girl's mother arrived. She wasn't hurt, but He was afraid she was ready to go into shock. No ambulance was called, so He doesn't know for sure. Exciting things always seem to happen to Him.
Mother is being seen by a nephrologist now. i don't remember for sure what Auntie Nurse said about that in the beginning. Mother may be going into renal failure. i think that is what this means. It somehow is all connected to the b/p, i think. Actually she saw him last week, and had to go in yesterday with a list of meds. Perhaps this means medication will help. i don't want to live like that. A pill for this and a pill for that, and a stick in the butt for something else. Oxygen so i can breather. That is not the life i want.
Sarah has now been given the job of helping Mother when it is time to take the b/p. She has been using a wrist cuff, and some doc thinks that might be what is causing the readings to be all over the chart. Sarah puts it on her, and sets it in the right place, and then pushes the button to make it work. Time will tell. We shall see. i still don't want to live like that. Nobody can tell me it beats the alternative.
i have to iron.
