When Little Miss Cranky Came To Town
In case you hadn’t guessed, I’m really crabby this week.
I’m tired of itching. I’m tired of bitching. I’m tired of pain. I’m just plain old tired.
My dad is back in the hospital. He hasn’t been home yet since his surgery. He’s been from the hospital to the rehab center and now back to the hospital. There’s an infection at the surgical site and it looks like he’ll need more surgery.
On the plus side, my mom and I have spoken more in the last two days than we have in the last two years. I suppose if you were looking for something positive, that would be it.
You know what’s weird? I’ve been thinking about my grandfather a lot lately. While I had my mom on the phone the other day, I asked about some of the bands he used to play with. I remember the stories of him playing with Kay Kaiser, but I wondered who else he may have met back in the 20’s and 30’s.
What I do know about my grandfather is that he could play any instrument necessary. He had his own banjo, accordion, and electric organ. From what my mom said, though, he could fill in for anyone in any band, all they had to do was say the word.
By the time the 40’s came around, there was a war and he was locked into his job at the bank. He didn’t play around town much after that, but he often gathered with friends to jam.
There are huge gaps in his story that we’ll never be able to fill. I’m hoping that my kids and I can avoid this with my parents and get their stories told while they’re still around.
Okay, I guess Little Miss Cranky is gone – for the moment. Whew! Glad that’s over.
I’m so glad to hear you two are communicating. I hope it’s a permanent state of things,and not just temporary while this emergency with your dad is happening.
I’m here if you need me.
Comment by Madame Butterfly — 2005/05/06 @ 06:27
Hang in there. I’ll say a prayer for your Dad. After watching my Dad deteriorate for the last few years with bone cancer, I know how hard it is.
Comment by Scott — 2005/05/06 @ 09:30
Prayers go out, of course.
Music soothes the savage beast!
.. probably why I listen to so much of it!
Comment by Jim S — 2005/05/06 @ 10:14
thhhhhhhhhhhhhunk!
Message for you sir (m’aam)
You have a little cheer/present (which will make you feel better) coming your way
Comment by Stew — 2005/05/08 @ 22:39
We love big band and other music from past eras. It’s cool how anyone can pick up the music and play it, years later. Interpretations can vary greatly, of course, but the core music’s there.
Glad your fit of grumpiness lifted there. Hate it when I feel that way!
Comment by Gardenwife — 2005/05/08 @ 23:38
We got this book, and gave it to both Grandparents to fill out. That way, my son got a bit more information on the family.
Take time, get what you can. It is something to realize how important that information becomes as one gets older.
Comment by David — 2005/05/12 @ 18:58