Last night my Mother went into the hospital. This is the third time we’ve done this, the last time being last month. Each time its been for an infection, one she’s not shaking very well. A part of this might be her age, a part might be other problems she’s been having. I don’t want to get into that.
This time we got here in far earlier than the last couple of times. She’s on the antibiotic that quelled the problem last time, things look positive.
Except I’m worst case scenarioing every possible outcome like mad in my head.
Something I do without reason quite enough, thanks. That there may be cause for alarm just gives it that more of a “DO NOT WANT” favor.
With this mind-set, I’m not sure I can blog the way I’d like to blog. The funny does not come, and I’d like these to be reasonably funny.
The trouble is, this month I’ve tried to get into the habit of posting at least once a day. Stopping isn’t conducive to that. On this, just because my silly brain keeps harping on the negative, doesn’t mean the negative will come.
In fact, its track record have been quite poor and you’d think it would realize this and stop by now. But. No.
So until I can resume posting on Goblinstomper the way I want to post, I’m not doing any write ups for it. I’m still working on the game (I’ve been fiddling with puzzles for the ruins today). I’m just not talking about it.
Hopefully tomorrow will be better. If not… I’ll deal. Not like I’ve got a choice in the matter, right?