You poor dear. Make sure to look after yourself amidst all this turmoil.

In reply to Kyle McGuinness (msg # 846):

Yes, hang in there.

I'm sorry to hear that. I hope she gets better.





Well, Kaspar's question was answered, albeit in a different game. :)
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Ah, but what does it taste like?

Chicken.

Bacon.

And do you serve it with orange sauce, or black cherries...

[OOC: Sorry for the delay. Mom came home from rehab last week, had to get her settled back in, but then she got sick again and went back to the hospital Monday morning. It's been rather stressful, tiring and time-consuming. Coming back home today. I think I'm back to normal now...]


It's one of the ingredients in turducken.

Mom was in the hospital 4 days, came home, and 2 days later had to send her back to the hospital in an ambulance again. She was in the hospital for 4 days again, but this time she went to rehab.

It's been crazy and stressful. Gaming mind has been discombobulated.

You poor darling. Don't worry about us, take care of yourself. Then you'll be in a position to give your Mom the support she needs. Prayers being said.

Hang in there!

In reply to Sarah Morgan (msg # 856):

ATTENTION GAMERS!

StarMaster is a buddy of mine, and he wanted me to pass on some info. He is currently in the hospital with a bad gallbladder. He has surgery scheduled to get it removed on Wednesday Feb. 1st.

Not to worry! His doctor promises that, short of very serious complications (which the Doc does not believe will happen), StarMaster will be home, and back at his computer, in time for the Super Bowl (that would be this Sunday, Feb. 5th, if ya didn't know).

So he says to keep playing, and he'll catch y'all up after the weekend.

Oh no. I wish the best of luck and health to Starmaster and his mother. Get well soon!

In reply to Kaspar Radoslaw Gorski (msg # 857):

Tell him we all wish him a speedy recovery.

That damn hospital is getting to see way too much of him and his family. :(

Also, let him know that everyone in his 7th sea game also wish him well.

Please send my regards!!! Hang in there Star!

Ouch. Ouch. Ouch. Ouch. Ouch. Ouch.

For those who may not have heard, eight days ago on Sunday night just after dinner, I suddenly developed a severe stomach pain--level 7. While I struggled with it for half an hour, figured it was probably food poisoning. It wasn't like any other stomach pain I'd ever experienced before. Then I wound up throwing up 4-5 times, though afterwards the pain level was only 5. An hour later, I threw up 2-3 more times and the pain level dropped to 3. And there it stayed. No more throwing up, and it didn't go away. I couldn't find any position where the pain was lesser, and it was too high to let me sleep. Finally called the EMTs about 1 a.m. and off to the ER I went.

A dose of femital (or something) dropped the pain to 1, and eventually it went completely away. However, the hospital continued to run its test to try and determine the cause. I'm not convinced that they ever did. One doctor concurred that it might have been food poisoning, but the other doctor concluded that it was a problem with my gallbladder and recommended I have it removed. He scheduled laposcopy surgery for Wednesday. If it went well, I'd be hope by Friday. Turned out it was in bad shape and required full abdominal surgery to remove it.

Let me tell you... in all those movies/shows when they talk about a painful wound to you abdomen, they aren't kidding! Every muscle in your chest and abdomen, and a few in your arms and legs, are all tied in together. So every deep breath, every burp, every hiccup, every yawn, every laugh, every cough causes excruciating pain! This is on top of the pain meds!

Every movement... sitting up, standing up, sitting down, laying down, stretching, reaching, bending... causes pain. One such movement at a time is usually okay, but then requires an hour of sitting still and getting over it.

Alas, the hospital's discharge procedure was rather inept on Sunday, and I wound up having to make a dozen such movements so that I could get my meds from the pharmacy before it closed. So after I got home and settled in, it took around 8 hours for the pain to subside.

It's slowly getting better, but will probably take 5-6 weeks for the surgery to completely heal and the pain to completely go away.

But, I'm back! Not sure how much I'll get to in the next two days... have to reorganize the house a bit as I'm mostly fending for myself.

Anyway, I apologize for the absence and lack of word.

Ouch, that sounds excruciating! Best of luck getting over it.

Ouch.... ;-) Sounds like an adventure (if not a nice one).  So hang in there and just glad to hear you're 'ok' and on the mend!

xox

UPDATE: So, on top of all that, mom came home from nursing rehab two weeks ago and has been a train wreck ever since.

I seem to have finally turned the corner as far as regaining some energy. Effort still tires me out a bit too quickly, though I'm getting better.

Mom was yelling for help every ten minutes last night, so I didn't get much sleep, leaving me overly tired today. Hopefully, I can get caught up on this game on Monday.

Hope everyone is still here.

I'm still here. I hope things get better for you.

Take your time, look after yourself first and then your mom (on account of you'll be no help to her if you are flat out!). See you whenever, we'll be here.

IT'S A CONSPIRACY!

Finally recovering from my surgery, I get a cold last week. Wound up coughing half the nights so didn't get much sleep, making me tired the next day.

Then on Thursday and again on Friday, my computer picked up its own virus!

Somewhere along the way, I misplaced my brain. Been looking for it ever since.

The next mission may have to be The Search for StarMaster's Brain!

Ah, like the classic Star Trek episode.

But we've all been there. Good luck working through it all.