Baby Steps.

I visited my mother again yesterday( you can see us here, incl. me all gowned and masked up and my hubby put his gown on inside-out, ha,ha!) and she's doing better and showing signs of improvement! She's a feisty, tough old bird!It's a slow process, baby steps, day-by-day.She's no longer on the pressurized oxygen like before but on a regular oxygen mask(like you get coming out of surgery) and then later they switched her over to the nose prongs, and she's sitting up, eating, drinking, and talking now which is also progress and she wasn't able to do the day before and her breathing is improved and no longer laboured or loud and she keeps complaining about all the tubes and wires( she has 8 IV lines; ouch!) that make her look like some kind of appliance plugged-in and she keeps asking when they can get taken out even though they're keeping her alive and it's true what they say' medical professionals(or in her case, retired medical professionals) really ARE the worst patients! HA! Her BP is still low but not critical like before and she's still in the ICU and complains they don't have a call bell to annoy the nurses because in ICU most of the patients are in comas and don't really need call bells.

When we thought she might have been dying I also asked her if she wanted me to call in a priest(to either make a Confession or at least to get the Sacrament of the Sick) and she said no, and when I came back home I still smelled like hospital my clothes and skin and I hate it and it's a triggering smell, and they also have this really skinny thin Christmas tree in the ICU too I dubbed Ozempic Tree, and one of my cousins in Europe saw the live production of Hamilton yesterday( her second time seeing it) and I've seen the movie version and my friend F( from grade 6) now wants to buy a truck even though he already has 4 cars but my hubby says once you're in a "certain tax bracket" you have to spend so much $$$ and write it off as "gifts" to get a tax break and he's an accountant so he'd know all the loopholes. My hubby also got a good Christmas bonus from work it's more than enough to cover the airfare to BC and then some.

 God always provides.

My hubby also went to the bank yesterday and showed them this photo of my mother in her bed in the ICU and explained to them and explained we need to re-new her bank card so we can access her account (we got locked out of when the card expired and she doesn't remember her PIN #) so we can pay our bills( which are in her name) online and they were shocked and "over-stepped the usual protocol" and "made an exception" and gave us a new card and PIN so we can resume, thank God, much easier than we'd expected, and I found out  it was some unknown Canadian named Tyler Shaw(who I never even heard of) who stole and remake Tom Petty's Christmas song  and bastardized it so he's the f*cker, and Buddy just barked once overnight for me as he got uncovered and wanted me to put his blanket back on him, which I did( at your service Your Majesty) and I heard in California somewhere you can't just walk-in and see Santa,either, but have to make an app't ahead of time and it costs over 160$  and doesn't incl. a photo(but you can take a "Selfie") Holy shit! Santa has gone commercial! Isn't that just awful though?

We also got a nice snowstorm yesterday and I fell asleep last night watching it coming down thru my bedroom window but now it's 5 C and melting and also supposed to rain(shit!) and my hubby says the 28 YR old ( who was born a girl and is biologically female but got the boobs cut off (so breastfeeding is out of the question!)and is now a trans man) wants to have a baby within the next few years(better hurry up as fertility declines once 30) which confounds me.....is she a female or a male? If identifies as male now then why want a baby which is a female thing, so which one is it? Male...or female? You can't keep "waffling" back and forth like that; just pick one and stick with it. Just sounds confused and uncertain to me and besides, with the testosterone hormones likely infertile anyway and in the odd chance that it does work the baby will likely end up deformed anyway from the unnatural hormones , plus the poor kid will be f*cked-up anyway just being brought up in that situation regardless. I just think the whole thing is just weird, unnatural, f*cked-up, and wrong. Do what you want just don't bring a kid into it.

Sittin' in the morning sun And watching all the birds passing by Oh how sweet they sing And oh how much I wish that I could fly.-Peter Tosh