Sunday, Sunday....

Here it is, Sunday August 22nd.  22 days until we leave for Spain...  15 days until I hope to have everything we need to bring with us in suitcases...  18 days until panic sets in...  So much to do and so little time.

OK, so remember back a while my rant about VAT?  Well, it may have been all for naught.  Seems that Gibraltar is a VAT free zone!!  No schemes there!!  Needless to say, I will only get the few Barcelona things that we find, and will leave the majority of wine and spirit shopping for Gibraltar.

I printed out, and trimmed up more magnets yesterday.  They are rather sharp looking, and I am now just about done.  I think one more batch, but before I go there I am going to gather all the Ziploc bags of magnets together and see what I think I am missing...

There is a bit of distress setting in at this point.  I am a bit worried about my mom.  I haven't mentioned her on the blog before, so here goes...

About 16 months ago my mom was a totally independent woman.  She drove, shopped (and WOW could she shop), played golf, volunteered at the library - the whole 9 yards.  The on the night on march 21, 2009 she had a freak accident and life as she knew it ended.  All she did was fall out of bed.  Unfortunately, the way she landed she did a lot of damage to C2-C5 and is now a paraplegic.  She was taken to the ER at the local hospital - which is not a trauma center which was a HUGE mistake.  The doctor that was there was not trained in emergency medicine, and wanted to dispatch her when she couldn't move.  When I refused that he  sent in the next doctor that was available who talked to me a bit, learned how fully functioning my mother had been, noted that she was severely dehydrated and got her a room.  Over the next 36 hours they almost killed her.  The Hospitalist that saw her in ICU told me that we had to get her moved, or she would die.  So we moved her.  Luckily she was accepted at a great hospital - Northside Atlanta.  She was seen by one of the best neurologists in the country, but the damage was too severe and there was no guarantee that she would survive the surgery.  So, we waited, prayed and waited some more.  She went from there to a rehab facility, but she was too mad at those around her to want to partake in the offerings, and she is now in a nursing home.  That is the pretty picture, and it isn't good.  The fully story is much much more awful.

Anyway. the lady across the hall from mom is not doing well, and is fading fast.  I was at moms today and the son and DIL of the lady were there.  It was not pretty.  They don't think that she will make it to next weekend.  Get me thinking...  While my mom is doing well, I won't see her for 3 weeks, and a lot can happen in three weeks... We have insurance, so if I got a call that she was not well, I could leave the cruise and fly home.  It isn't what I would want - and she wouldn't either, but it could be done.  I guess it is just something that I am going to worry about...

Well, I guess that is about it for tonight!  I need to go and create a blog for my son who has to post stuff daily while we are gone.  I am not so good at the daily stuff, so I am hoping to get him into the habit early, and who knows.  Maybe I will catch on and post more often as well!  HA HA HA HA