I know I said I would have more stuff up for you all last month but life's got that little nasty streek in it, you know?

I've got some major family issues just now that just kind of went *Poof!* - here I am!

It's been F***ing scary, and heart wrenching. My nana (grandma) was feeling a little ill a good few weeks ago, just a bit run down. She took a dizzy spell an told my granda she was feeling odd, round about her chest - it wasnt a heart attack or a stroke. My granda got scared and took her to the hospital - she had fluid around her heart, but they said it was nothing they'd be concerned about - in four days she deteriated rappidly. She was loosing energy, focus, her memory which had been damaged just a tad three years earlier from kemo (dont know what happened there)was getting worse but really hard to notice whenshe couldnt stay awake for long. They didnt have a clue what was going on apparently. But one doctor who had been assigned to her decided to take a closer scan of the fluid. Not much there my f***ing flying foot into your Bolloux. There was near enough a liter bottle of fluid around there!! So they decided to try to drain it away. My uncle (Doctor but not THE doctor just a info connection) basicly told the family that evening to expect a phone call during the night.
But strong woman that she is pulled through and is steadily getting better, unforunately that fluid wasnt the only fluid, she has fluid in her lungs as well which all areas will eventually build up again - she now has heart damage which I really want to blame the hospital for not checking on that sooner but I dont really know what to think because she cant take something like that to her heart again but it'll be that or the fact that they found out she's riddled with cancer. She's actually getting better physically from what the fluid caused but the cancers an agressive one apparently, thats mainly found in younger people - kids, teens. It's surpose to be painful but I'm just so happy that something went wrong there and that she isnt in any pain.
There's probably more that my aunts and uncles as well as my pops arent telling more 'forgot to mention'.

Week - couple of weeks month - couple of months?

So Ive been heading there when I can, when not at work or trying to sleep which is not really happening. The ward she's just now been moved to only lets us in for an hour or two each day which I despise seeing as all the other ward nurses on the other floors she's been on have been so wonderful and fully understanding that my nana has had 7 kids, uber load of gran kids and one little great gran-daughter, the rule of two to a bed and an hour or two a day wouldnt be enough for us to handle withought having us set up camp in the hallway outside - to be fair they are letting more of us in when they say other wise.


emmm, but yea, sorry about the long explaination of what the centre stone of the drawing-reply-talking-in-general hault is. That major period of 'OMG what do I do? Whats going on' is sifting away.