For two weeks my laptop is in the shop. The canister is used by the twins so I'm a bit uncomfortable using that for my personal writings. The problem is Blogger's mobile platform doesn't allow me to place embedded music videos so its going to be text for a while.
First, my friends Stella and Jan of HDTrainwreck are in my thoughts. Jan is having a bit of a crisis of Faith with all the destruction HD is causing around her. Both her sister and Father are suffering from this disease.
Jan went to the Las Vegas HD Convention this year on scholarship. Stella also applied but did not receive one.
I've been asked if I am going. A resounding NO! Perhaps it was seeing my mother suffer before killing herself. Perhaps it was seeing my grandfather succumb to the final stages of the disease, but I know where I'm going. Simply put I don't want to be around it anymore.
This isn't new to me, I considered going to a support group once. Just the idea gave me nightmares for a month. I think it's great for some people, I'm just not one of them.
Stella is still battling her depression. In terms of dealing with soft symptoms I feel like she's my soul sister. I was in the hospital for them myself last week. It stated innocuously enough. I was on Twitter and suddenly couldn't manage some basic functions. My brain was confusing the private message or DM function with the open communication mention function. Even after using the basic software almost daily for months my brain functioning simply forgot the difference. This caused my frustration and depression, all HD related, to skyrocket. Before I knew it, I was running around the block trying to get all these pent up feelings out. It didn't work.
So back to the hospital I went. Med adjustment time, again.
There went our vacation to Belfast. Corrine Kelly, our twins paternal grandmother, flew out to spend time with her two grandchildren from her late son , Dahy "David" Kelly. A friend of ours Dan G., and former co -worker of Dahy's, came up to help Jane and me while I was at hospital.
The poor man was served with divorce papers his third day here. Jane and I have opened our house to Dan but unlike Dahy, he doesn't like to commute to Los Angeles daily for work. I can't say I blame him. So after his work break he drove down to start on a new project. We're hoping we can convince him to come up on the weekends. We can always use an extra pair of hands and it must be better than sleeping in a hotel. Besides, we have better company, weather, and beaches than LA. His kids have playmates in the twins. We even have live fruit trees in our backyard. Oranges, apples, figs, tangerines, and lemons among others. What's there not to like?
This is my life the last couple of weeks. Thanks for stopping by to read.