Those of you following me on Twitter already know some of this but I’m about to go into a whole heck of a lot more detail about Maggie. She’s been terribly unwell and while I was away, Rob sent me a warning that he thought all we could do at this point was make her […]
01:10 Just going to dip the entrails in blood and then go to bed. # 01:20 I’ve hung the entrails in the shower to drip dry. Must remember to leave a note for Rob. # 08:36 I gave Maggie her two pills this morning and one of them makes her foam. She is sitting on
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I’m sorry you’re getting a lot of twitter summaries this week. I’m slammed trying to get two shows up before I leave town for the Nebulas on Thursday. And yet, I dropped everything to take Maggie to the vet today. 12:49 Worried about Maggie. Rob and I realized that neither of us saw her eat
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I’ll be honest, Rob does our taxes. Why? Because he’s more likely to follow Rule #2 from my suggestions on how to survive tax season. What, you don’t think fantasy films can offer insight into taxes?
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Today was long, but very good. I got the ARCs for Scenting the Dark in the mail, which was pretty darn exciting. I wasn’t looking for them to arrive, so I hauled them up to my production meeting although I did not actually give in and show them off. Here they are, next to the
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He got the stitches out today and the doctor said that everything looks good. Rob had a physical therapy appointment to get some exercises to help keep the area limber. One of the instructions is to massage the area with lotion three times a day to keep any scar tissue from stiffening. He’ll have a
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Today is Rob’s birthday. I’ll be spending the rest of the day off-line with him. And no, we will not be dining with ninjas. See you guys tomorrow.
In the world of “my life is completely bizarre” yesterday’s antics have led me to pick up a new gig. A new, totally rocking, gig. It goes something like this. Rob had carpal tunnel surgery on Monday and came home with a Giant Block of Foam strapped to his arm. I found this amusing. So
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The handy thing about twitter in situations like waiting in a hospital is that afterwards you can look at the datestamps to see how long things really took. Here’s what our day was like on Monday. 05:57 Rob and I are heading to the hospital for his Carpal Tunnel surgery. About darn time. # 07:09
Real time account of waiting for Rob’s surgery. Read More »
me:Did you see the ridiculous traffic that post is getting? Scalzi: Not surprised. Everyone loves foam. me: The only thing that would be more popular is if I taped bacon to it. Scalzi: I dare you to do the bacon thing. me: Oh you are playing with fire there, mister. Scalzi: It has to happen
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There’s nothing to make one quite so humble as realizing that photos of one’s husband with a Giant Block of Foam are more popular than links to one’s Hugo-nominated story. That first surge is Evil Robot Monkey. The second is the Giant Block of Foam.
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We’re home from the hospital and I’ve already had to chase Rob away from the sink, where he was trying to do dishes with one hand. The surgeon came to let me know that Rob was finished around 11:00 but I had to wait another half an hour or so before they took me up
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I just talked to the doctor who said that the surgery went well. They’ll take me up to see him in a bit. He is reportedly awake and resting comfortably.
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They’ve taken him to the back twice, now. The first time he came back and had to fill out more forms. The second time, was to do standard blood pressure and the like. We’ve learned that in addition to the shoulder block, they will also sedate him to keep his arm from “flopping around.” Two
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Rob and I are heading to the hospital, finally, for his carpal tunnel surgery. I probably don’t need to go, but feel more comfortable with the idea of waiting there than waiting for him at home. It’s supposed to be a fifteen minute procedure. Both of us are expecting that the wait will be significantly
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