Cause every writer can use a little love. Filched from nwhepcat.

THE FANFICTION LOVE MEME

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Having a wonderful time at Chicago Tardis. The guests are lovely. Report to follow when I get home.

Last I heard from my brother (Thursday night) there were no changes with Mom. She was right though - the trip has done me good.

Having a mall across the parking lot is a bit dangerous - especially with Black Friday sales. ;)

We fly home tonight.

I was feeling pretty good today, getting excited about Chicago, the con with Paul McGann and Rob Shearman and not least hanging out with my friend Chris.

Then I called my brother and he said Mom's feeling pretty miserable and having stomach trouble. They're doing tests. So now I'm worried and feeling guilty again. And to top off the joy of her hospital stay her roommate died this morning. I don't know if it's the nice lady I met yesterday, but I think not because they were moving her to the rehab floor. Still...

My husband and his mom are visiting tomorrow and they haven't seen each other for ages. My Mor (his mom) went through looking after his dad after his stroke and I hope it doesn't bring back too many painful memories. I'm glad they're getting together, though.

I'm hoping my husband will be there in time to call me from the room so I can talk to Mom before I leave.

I ordered a few things from Amazon.ca that I very much wanted - Moonshot with James Marsters and Dragonwyck (finally and huzzah!) with Vincent Price. According to the tracking on the website they sent it out on Thursday but the rest of the schedule doesn't make sense (and still says 'in transit'.) Usually things come very quickly from them. So I looked up the tracking number on the Canada Post website and according to that they left a notification card then took it to the post office. Uh - no. No card. It's been sitting there since Friday. Grrrrrrrr....

My husband picked it up for me. And he cooked supper (roasty beasty) and is doing laundry. Good man. :)

I found out that my brother hadn't been to see Mom (he wasn't feeling well) on Monday, so she was alone all day with no distractions except the noises in the hall.

Yesterday it sounded like he still wasn't up for a visit and my husband, who was going to go, wasn't feeling that well himself.

I found this out at work. I was already worried about her, and I don't think it was doing my blood pressure any good either. So I talked to someone there and left at noon. I'm really glad I did.

Mom has a new roomie. She seems nice, but she's very quiet, not like the effervescent previous roomie that kept her entertained. I was able to get her TV set up, though she can't reach the TV and is now stuck on CTV (I left her with General Hospital.) I'm hoping she can find someone to occassionally change channels, but if not, she can get the headset off if she doesn't want to listen.

She still looks so tiny and frail in her bed, but the physio-therapist came in and did some exercises with her, and I was surprised with the movement she can do with her left leg (not great, but more than I thought.) She looks more like herself when she sits on the side of the bed.

My brother is going today, and my husband is taking his mom over tomorrow, so I'm less worried now about taking off to Chicago.

My mom got a room, which is a wonderful thing. Hopefully she can get some sleep now.

But the surprise to which I'm referring is this.

One of my stories has been nominated for The Unlocked Awards.



Five Times Xander Met Dawn by redeem147 (PG-13; Xander/Dawn)

She's doing pretty well. Her left side isn't working properly, but her speech is quite good. She's not getting any sleep, except for the sleeping pill they give her that produces freaky, scary dreams. It's very noisy in emerg, but she's staying there until she can swallow properly, at which point she can get a real room. In the meantime, she's in her own little curtained off cubicle which has enough space for a bed and a visitor's chair. That's all she needs at the moment (but some quiet would be nice.) OTOH, all the goings on is very entertaining 'like a soap opera.' Sadly, she has yet to meet McDreamy.

She's not getting daily MRIs (I wondered about that) but EKGs. Or maybe EEGs. One of those 'E' things.

The hospital seems like it's on the other side of the world to me (or other side of the city, which it is) but it's pretty close for my brother to visit. Coming home I took a much shorter bus ride to the light rail which connects to my subway line, and didn't take much more time than getting to her home. Of course, I'm booked at work until the end of December so I don't know how much I can get up there during the week, though they're very understanding at work. My job is so much better than it used to be.

In other news, loved Waters of Mars. I'm going to miss that regeneration. I suppose if I want to see him I can watch introductions to Masterpiece Theatre Contemporary, but it's not the same.

If you live in Toronto, you might be interested in the Music of Joss Whedon concert next Monday night at Bread and Circus in Kensington Market. $12. Also, Juliet Landau is signing at the Silver Snail on Saturday night ($25 per autograph.)

I went in to work and my brother went to the hospital. I've called them and told them I won't be at work tomorrow, because I'M going to the hospital to see her for myself. Apparently she's still in emerg, where it's easier to keep her under observation. My brother says she's getting daily MRIs. Thank goodness we live in Canada.

Apparently her spirits are good. Again, I'll see that for myself. I'm encouraged by his report, though.

I took today off and booked and appointment for an H1N1 shot (or seasonal flu. I was a bit confused.)

In the morning, my brother called me and said that Mom had trouble getting to the washroom by herself, and she had tingling in one hand. He suspected a small stroke. She was speaking clearly, though. He was calling to get a doctor to come and see her.

Later he called back and said that the ambulance was there to take her to the hospital and that he was going with. I wasn't even sure which one (there are two in her area.)

Since I couldn't do anything else, I gave him my cell number and went to the doctor. (It was H1N1, even though I had all the symptoms a few weeks ago. The shot couldn't hurt - and didn't. Gentle nurse.)

I had told my son and daughter what was happening, and my daughter called while I was waiting in the office after the shot to see if she and her sweetie could come and pick me up and take her to their place, in case we wanted to go over to the hospital. She fed me Swiss Chalet and we watched some Black Adder on her wall-sized TV.

My brother called and said that Mom was going for tests and he thought they might give her something and send her home, and that he might be very late calling me so they took me to the subway and I went home.

When I got back, my brother was home again and said that they're keeping Mom for 'a while' whatever that means. She's had one stroke and probably a series of them without knowing. She was in emerg waiting for a room and he'll call me tomorrow. Hopefully she'll be settled in tomorrow and I can go see her after work.

Life's what happens and all that. I'll keep you posted.

My least favourite character, least favourite actress...

I'm sorry for the cast and crew and those who are fans, but I won't miss Dollhouse.

Something odd happened the other day. A little drabble I posted on open_on_sunday got tons of comments, then recced on su_herald and now nominated for a Shades of Grey Award.

I have no idea why this struck such a chord. I didn't work on it very long. It didn't even have Spike in it. ;)

Wall drabble.

Tomorrow night is the monthly Buffy meetup, and as always, I look forward to it. We had a new member last time. Buffy - the show that keeps on going and growing.

In related news, looks like I have a roomie for Newark. I haven't met her before, but her emails seem nice. I like having company. Besides, we both love the same guy. That's gotta work out well, right? ;)

Getting very excited for Chicago. The Addams Family musical and Paul McGann. That's what I call a weekend.