Um, OK, Enough Already

Current mood: distractable

So, Bob died. Mom came here and we drove to Albuquerque together with the kids for the services and to be with Treva. It sounds odd to say this about a funeral week, but we really had a good time. Emotional, yes, but it was nice to go there and be with Treva and hope that in some way we were in some way helpful to her and to Cody (her son, the crazy triathlete) and Bob's boys, Eric and Kurt, as well as Bob's brothers, Jim and John (interestingly enough, there is a six degrees deal here. My dear friend Tiana's mother, Cindy, knows John and Jim and Sylvia [John's wife]).

Anyway, Mom left yesterday to go back to Glendale and tonight I have my CT scan on my sinuses, which the doctors swear are still not infected. OK, whatever. Something is going on up there and at least now we'll have some idea of what that may be.

Football practices are back in full-swing. Four nights a week, seven total hours a week. I don't mind. I get to talk the whole time to Kelly, the mother of the former boyfriend, the Tomster.

I got up relatively early this morning and ran a few errands and paid a couple of bills, hit my favorite store for produce and got a ton for $5.98 and came home.

So I've been finishing up the tile-and it is now officially finished (collective cheer for me), and the baseboards only need a bit to be finished. I was going to paint the walls in the laundry room, but I re-thought that idea. I am going to clean them up a bit and call it done.

I just made dinner and it is awesome: red chile stew (also called Chile Colorado) and my special refried beans. I can't wait to eat when we get home tonight.

So, after tiling, baseboarding and cooking, I sat down to read a couple of the blogs I follow. One of them is my nephew Cody (yes, crazy tri guy). His blog today talked about how much he misses Bob and how he is hurting for his mother because of her loss. Remember, Treva's older sister died two years ago from pancreatic cancer, and Jackie was Treva's best friend. She cared for her almost exclusively in the months before her death, and then focused on caring for Bob. About a year ago, her other sister, Leah, was diagnosed with mulitple myeloma, and her mother, my Aunt Mona, is in poor health as well. Basically, its been a rough few years for Treva, who also had some cancer cells removed last year. Then two nights ago she had what the doctors believe to be a minor heart attack. And another yesterday morning.

Really? I mean seriously, what else is she supposed to endure?

I called Mom, we worked out a plan, then we called Cody's wife, Cindy to find out just exactly what the heck was going on. Treva was with Cindy. I talked to her. She sounded fine, just like she always does when things are not so wonderful, but I think I am seeing through her act (even though I hope it isn't an act). She sees the heart docs tomorrow and we'll know more then. She said it could have been an anxiety attack. It absolutely could have been, but it might have been a heart attack too.

So now Mom and I are ready to go back up to Albuquerque if we need to.

But, enough already.

Treva needs a break.