Who the Hell is on First?

And does it really matter? What if Who is on first? If Who’s on first, Who could be on second? Who’s to say Two can’t be named Who? What Two? Those Two Who’s is Who or are Who. Ah…what the Who!

Yes, I’m losing my mind.

All I’d like in life is to have one password for everything I use a password for, for the rest of my life. One username. One password. That’s all I want. That, and a puppy. Or maybe a fish. You can’t cuddle a fish, though. Maybe a pillow. You can cuddle a pillow but it won’t wag it’s tail or lick your face after it licks it’s pee-pee.

See? I told you I was losing my mind.

I was trying to get into my CaringBridge site earlier today to update people on our son’s doctor’s appointment. It wouldn’t let me.

Some backstory: I had to change my password for FB which had me locked out of my page for about two weeks. Long story short, my daughter, The Queen of English, posted on my FB site something about ‘Russians being able to post false ads and getting away with that but my Mom can’t get onto her FB page’. Magically, a day later I was allowed back on FB. With a new password. I swear, (and those that know me, know that’s true), I changed my password for that site at least twenty times. I had no idea what I ended up with, which CaringBridge really cared about. I could get into Son’s page, but couldn’t post. I tried to talk to someone live, was first in line to have a Live Chat, and after 15 minutes of wait time, I had to leave and hang wash, do wash, sweep floors, clean bathrooms, straighten the Man/Boy’s room out a little bit, do dishes…etc…  When I finally got back to my computer I saw that the Live Chatter had posted after I’d left and then the opportunity had passed because they closed at 5pm.

Here’s an update on our son’s stuff:

We saw the specialist at Vanderbilt, who did a cognitive test, confirmed there were some issues, (I would have failed the first test, which I was a tiny bit concerned about. Count backwards from 100 by 7’s. Fail for me and the man-boy. Bossman:  Psst…that’s easy.  Me:  Nobody likes a engineer showoff – unless you need something fixed.

The doctor was kind, totally focused on our son, asked lots of questions which raised all four of our eyebrows with some of Son’s answers. We were able to talk to the doctor about some of his answers which were very creative. Then we were educated on the MRI and the condition of his brain. More than we’d expected because the interior cortex is also damaged. There will be a brain biopsy in the future after we contact Vandy Financial Aid.  The biopsy is needed to be able to diagnose the type of Leukodystrophy we’re dealing with and then we’ll go from there. The good thing about having the biopsy is that the damage is on the very top of the brain, so they won’t have to go in very far at all. That made us feel much better.

It’s been a sometimes exhausting life since the seizure, but we’re just grateful that he’s home with us, has wonderful men in his life that he’s met at our church, and puts up with us busting his bubbles once in a while.  Travel is out for now. He shouldn’t travel alone if he does travel. He can’t drive or ride his bike. It stinks, but it’s the safest life for him and others on the roads.

Thanks for listening. I hope I’ve covered everything since the Big Appointment and when I figure out CaringBridge and my password craziness, you’ll be updated that way again.

Now, where’s my wine? It’s way past 5 o’clock.