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New Year's Eve was pretty nice. I got word about the Smaug necklace; we ate lots of good food; we watched the ball drop. I worked on some 2012 recap memes (which I need to finish and post). By 2:00 AM, everyone was in bed.
By 4:30 AM, we were headed to the hospital. Mom's breathing crashed again as a result of fluid retention. The usual cycle with her. She's on a ventilator in CCU currently, doped up on Diprovan so that she can get some rest while the meds work on the fluid build-up issue.
Since I only got about 2 hours sleep last night, and most of that was interrupted a few times long the way, I'm wicked tired. However, I'm in that weird in-between state: I want to sleep for days, but I'm wired and wound up, and something is ticking away and wanting to keep going.
By 4:30 AM, we were headed to the hospital. Mom's breathing crashed again as a result of fluid retention. The usual cycle with her. She's on a ventilator in CCU currently, doped up on Diprovan so that she can get some rest while the meds work on the fluid build-up issue.
Since I only got about 2 hours sleep last night, and most of that was interrupted a few times long the way, I'm wicked tired. However, I'm in that weird in-between state: I want to sleep for days, but I'm wired and wound up, and something is ticking away and wanting to keep going.
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The situation with your mom sounds rough. I am sorry to hear about that.