Well, crap.

[mellicious]

I started writing a whole long entry last night about my mother and her brain tumor - I thought well, that can be my welcome to Holidailies since that's at least half of what I write about lately anyway. Then I forgot and left it at home. Maybe I'll go get it at lunch time, because I'm sure not writing it over.

So, if you're a new reader who's wandered over here from the portal, welcome! This journal is in a different place than it's been before but it has the same name and it's still the same me writing it, since 2003. (Which makes this my 4th year doing Holidailies, yike!) I am not one of those people who has been writing on the web forever, obviously. I didn't even discover that such things as web journals existed until about 1999 or 2000. Then in 2001 I started hanging around with The Usual Suspects, a lot of whom are people who have been writing on the web forever - or as long as there's been a web to write on, anyway - and after that it was really only a matter of time. (I probably would have started one sooner, but in 2001 most people were still hand-coding their journals, and I wasn't willing to go that far. I am not an HTML person.)

Let's see, me? I'm in my mid-forties, married, no children. I have a job that pays decent-but-not-great (I'm a secretary) but I have good benefits and I like the atmosphere there. (Or I did until they started all the layoffs this past year, anyway. The atmosphere lately has been a bit strained.) My husband works for the same employer but a completely different department, so we only see each other occasionally at work. It's a big place. My life has lately centered around the aforementioned mother-with-cancer and the attendant family drama. This has not been a really cheery journal to read lately, I warn you. (As if you didn't figure that out from the brain tumor mentioned in the first line.) Things have actually settled down a bit though, and I haven't gotten around to writing about this - my mother had been in the hospital for over a week, but she had a big dose of chemo Wednesday, and yesterday they transferred her to a rehab hospital close to her house. Basically, the oncologist said they will be able to tell after the one dose of chemo whether it's doing any good or not and so they will wait a couple of weeks and evaluate before deciding whether to do any more. But I was encouraged to see that she was getting a little bit stronger in the hospital - I think because they were doing OT and PT every day - and so I'm hopeful that the rehab place will actually do some good. She's been going downhill so fast lately that anything that stops the downhill slide seems like a miracle to me.