After all the running I’ve been doing, I had a fairly quiet weekend. Yesterday I got to sleep late, and take naps. 🙂 All the running I did to go to Missouri, and Albuquerque caught up with me. Not to mention the stress of the funeral, and then my other business trip. So I took the time to crash and not do much of anything. Boy was that nice. Boring to see, but very nice. And its better than getting sick as a dog trying to keep going.
As a part of the RIP II challenge, I started to re-read Dracula. Its been a number of years since I read it. I had forgotten just how eerie it actually is. I’ll post a review after I finish the book, but I’ve got it started now. 🙂
I only finished up one book of my previous purchases on my round robin trip last week. It was Robert Rankin’s Hollow Chocolate Bunnies of the Apocalypse. As promised by the title, it was a bit surreal. Nursery rhyme characters and toys are alive. Vehicles and other items are run with windup clockwork mechanisms. But it isn’t always a nice place, living in Toy City. Murders happen, and they have to be solved. There are winks and nods made in the direction of the audience. I was amused by the book. The story was strong enough to get my attention. I will admit I was ready to read a book that wasn’t serious or particularly scary while I was traveling after the funeral and on to other events.
I did start the next of my RIP II challenge books, the first of the Colleen Gleason Gardella Vampire Chronicles, The Rest Falls Away. I’m about a third to half way through it. I’m not a romance reader, so the romance tropes are annoying me. Its set as a regency romance, so the Buffy the Vampire Slayer attitude is a jarring anachronism at times to my reading. I’m hoping that the book will drop some of those affectations along the way. I’m going to finish the book, but picking it back up it not as attractive as some picking up some other books.
Last week I flew out to Kansas City and spent several days in rural Missouri for my grandmother’s funeral.
Packing and flying was entertaining, especially trying to pack for this and my business trip to follow. I haven’t been back to Missouri in years. I think the last time I did go back was in 1987 for my grandfather’s funeral. When we moved to Alabama years ago, the biggest adjustment we had was getting used to humidity. The mountains and the trees were also a shock. It was warm in MO, but the humidity is a lot less than what we are used to. Its been so long since I’ve visited the area that Its amazing what has changed and what has stayed the same. The farm land with the cows and horses. Though we thought we saw a llama out there driving to the cemetery. The old farmhouses, and really old dilapidated barns. My brother who is the architect was looking out the windows of the car at the old barns and wants to take the time to photograph the old buildings.
Grandma’s stroke had evidently really pulled her face to one side. The funeral home did a great job fixing her face from the damage that the stroke did. Grandma looked good. She had been dressed in the dress that she wore to her and Grandpa’s 50th wedding anniversary.
The burial was in a family cemetery was an hour and a half/two hour drive south of the funeral. The town where Grandma and Grandpa lived was several hours south of Kansas City, so we spent a very long time driving in the car to different events while we were there.
We had the opportunity to visit the house again. I now have pictures of the house, barn, and yard where we spent so many days when we were little. Grandma and Grandpa always had a garden with vegetables. The tree by the barn had a treehouse that I spent many hours up in, reading whatever books were to hand. I read ERB’s Tarzan, and lots of “guy/adventure” books that they had in the basement. As we walked around the house and yard, my sister and brothers all were comparing notes with me and my parents, saying “remember this”, and “what about that”, and “did you ever do this?” Even though I hadn’t been there for so long, it was still very much the way I remembered it.
Southwest Airlines was very good about helping me re-arrange my flights so I could go to Kansas City, then on to Albuquerque for my other stuff. Speaking of traveling, as I flew into different airports, I found that several of them have free wifi. Birmingham does free wifi, Nashville has wifi but charges, Kansas City has free wifi, Albuquerque not only has free wifi but also sets up desks along the concourses with chairs and power strips for travelers to use. I had a flight change in Dallas at Love Field on the way home, but it was so short I only had time to make a detour to the bathroom and then get into line at gate to get onto the plane. I’m not complaining, I’d much rather have a short wait than a multi-hour layover. Hanging out in an airport in a unfamiliar town is not my idea of a really good time. I did read on the trip, but that’s another post.
She passed away around 9:30 our time tonight. Mom had flown up to be with Dad. I expect that the we’ll have a better idea of the arrangements by tomorrow night. God speed and god bless, Grandma.
They’ve taken my grandma off the respirator. She’s still in a coma, and is not in good shape. I’m pretty scattered mentally right now. So I may or may not be posting much over the next week or so. If you could, keep her and my family in your prayers. Even though it is what she wanted, its still a tough decision that Dad and the uncles had to make.
So Grandma is not in good shape. She’s in a coma, and on the respirator. The stroke has affected her heart, so they are giving her blood thinners. After the tests today, the doctors are not hopeful that she will recover. It appears that there is going to be major damage from the stroke, and she may have to remain on the ventilator. There’s a DNR (do not resuscitate) order if she has a heart attack. The word that I’m getting second and third hand is not good at all. Dad’s other brother who lives out of town will get in tonight. Then it sounds like Dad and the uncles
will may need to be making a decision about the respirator. It is going to be tough. If you would keep us in your prayers, I would appreciate it.