A Guest Spew

Lola couldn't be here today as she was out getting her new tattoo.

I don’t know if Lola will get mad at this, but I decided to Guest Blog on her site in her absence. She’s been trying to update over the last few days but she’s been quite busy tending to a few things that take precedence. However dear Spewers, one thing you should know about the anxiety-ridden mind of Ms. Lola Mellowsky, a mind I am so lucky to know in so many wonderful ways, she feels a great sense of debt to update her readers and her blog frequently. She feels very lucky to have so many fans; so much so that she really starts to feel pressure when she lets the blog go a few days without update. Hopefully, this will make her take a quick breath in relief as she prepares for her next entry. Believe me, she is working on her next entry right now, she just hasn’t been able to put it down on the Mac.

So, for today, you are stuck with me. First, the big update: Becky is still winning the battle of female incontinence. The second update: Gigi is in the hospital.

The evil word of the day today is Pulmonary Embolism. Gigi had a rough night a few days ago and she was up most of the night vomiting and spiking a fever. When they went to have their regularly scheduled visit with their oncologist, they decided to admit her to make sure all was ok. After a day or two of a Dr. House mystery (could it be Lupus?), they discovered a pulmonary embolism, which, if I am to believe Wikipedia, is a blockage of an artery or branch of the lung due to a clot which travelled through her blood from elsewhere in the body. Gigi is being treated now, but she’ll be in the hospital until she’s better. I’ll let Lola update you on what this all means (because I don’t really know), but that’s the scoop. Hopefully, she’ll be back home soon.

For the past few days, Lola has been spending most of her day at the Hospital with her Mom (she highly recommends the Stuffed Shells from the St. Anne’s kitchen). Her Dad has been there too, and of course her sisters (and Our Tina) have been checking in as well. Last night, Lola and her Mom watched a movie together on her laptop and talked until it was time to leave. Her Dad had to work, so it was Lola and Gigi in the dimly lit hospital room watching a Sandra Bullock comedy as the beeps and hoots of the hospital machines chirped in the background. It sounds sad (and it is in many ways) but I am sure it was a night neither Lola nor her mom will soon forget.

Lola called me on the way home. She was exhausted in every way. Her voice was gravelly and hoarse as she gave me the update on her day while she made her way home and into a rarely empty Mellow homestead. She said goodnight to me as she crawled into her childhood bed and we hung up, both missing each other as we turned out the light. Today, for Lola, it’s more of the same.

So that’s the update. Lola will be back soon to tell you more and to Spew all over you (yes, that’s what she said).