November 10, 2003

In Which Ardith Ponders Life and 1000-Piece Puzzles

It has been a full and eventful weekend in the Drama That is Ardith's Life and Will Not Stop. Ain't it great?

I just got done drinking some cappuccino and watching "The Importance of Being Ernest". Not necessarily in that order. As a result, I'm in a royally good mood, and have decided I should be productive for awhile. After I finish writing this blog post, of course.

Also, "Many Dimensions" by Charles Williams is good. Everyone should read it. Just like everyone should watch "The Importance of Being Ernest".

Other notable events of this week:

- I watched 3 other movies, and spent several hours working on about 50 pieces of a 1000-piece puzzle
- I slept. A lot. It was nice.
- I read. A lot. This was also nice.

I also heard that my dad's defibrillator went off 6 times in the past 3 days. This was not so nice. Not so nice at all, in fact. If this keeps up, they're going to take him in to the hospital and put him on an IV with his current heart drug. Apparently it's having trouble kicking in, since they just changed his medication a few weeks ago when they replaced aforementioned defibrillator. My dad is scared to death. Rather understandable, given the circumstances. Me, I just feel like thrashing something. It's a good thing nobody was around when I first found out; it probably would have been rather scary to watch. I was mad. I'm so sick and tired of watching things like this happen and not being able to do anything about it.

And yet, all I can do is trust that God knows what he's doing. Because he does. I've seen it over and over again. My head knows it. I just have trouble translating that to my emotions.

After all, at least my dad is alive. David's isn't. The same thing that killed my uncle almost killed my dad 9 years ago. I don't understand it at all. There are a lot of things I don't understand. I think I've gone into emotional overload; I've moved into a state where I'm just living one day at a time. One hour at a time; it's all I can do to swim through each moment's shifting currents. I can't stand up and look around, let alone look ahead. The bottom disappeared long ago.

So much for the good mood.

I think I'll go take a walk, get some more caffeine, and finish working through my Digital microlab. Maybe I'll even sleep tonight; I could use it. I think I'm coming down with a cold.

Posted by Ardith at November 10, 2003 12:53 AM