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Mar. 20th, 2005 01:04 pmSome notes on Maine entities getting bad and then better, before I head back south:
* My dad is more or less fully healed. I was reminded about his surgery every time I used the bathroom and gazed upon the jungle-gymery installed to help him pull himself off the facilities, but in person he's doing just great. He doen't need a walker or even a cane anymore, but he does make a use of a grippy-pole thing to pick stuff up off the floor.
* In the space of a couple of days, one of the MINT family was diagnosed with an enormous brain tumor, had an operation, and was then able to himself write the concluding post of the email thread that![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
jtroutman was sending about his status. That was something else. He sez he will start an LJ about his recovery; I look forward to seeing it.
* Shadow the cat now insists on having two litterboxes, one for each number. This is, my mother sez, the end result of a long story that started with her getting an infection that made her bathroom functions painful, and led to her experimenting with different locations. She's all better now, but has apparently concluded that doing both in the same place leads to pain; if given only one litterbox, she'll poop in the tub or something.
Righto, off I go.
* My dad is more or less fully healed. I was reminded about his surgery every time I used the bathroom and gazed upon the jungle-gymery installed to help him pull himself off the facilities, but in person he's doing just great. He doen't need a walker or even a cane anymore, but he does make a use of a grippy-pole thing to pick stuff up off the floor.
* In the space of a couple of days, one of the MINT family was diagnosed with an enormous brain tumor, had an operation, and was then able to himself write the concluding post of the email thread that
jtroutman was sending about his status. That was something else. He sez he will start an LJ about his recovery; I look forward to seeing it.* Shadow the cat now insists on having two litterboxes, one for each number. This is, my mother sez, the end result of a long story that started with her getting an infection that made her bathroom functions painful, and led to her experimenting with different locations. She's all better now, but has apparently concluded that doing both in the same place leads to pain; if given only one litterbox, she'll poop in the tub or something.
Righto, off I go.