No snappy titles here, thank you
The rain (or hail, or whatever it is) is pounding against the attic windows tonight. Every morning I look outside the back window and make sure the weasel house is still standing, and they haven’t blown away. I hate this weather.
I’m still fighting off this whateveritis, and the headaches are really getting me down. I cancelled my lesson tonight. Phil insists on putting the news on, even though I would prefer to avoid Shrub’s inaugural celebrations, although some of the newscasters have been satisfyingly snarky and sarcastic which does help to cheer me up. So, America is going to stop teaching science and replace it with religion? Gosh, what a wonderful idea. Why don’t you ban SpongeBob SquarePants, while you’re at it? Oops, you’re waaay ahead of us. Pah.
My sister has had some very bad news. She and her husband have been trying for ages to have a baby, and finally resorted to IVF. They harvested eggs, managed to finally implant three viable ones, and one survived. The process has been extremely expensive (about $15,000 so far). She’s been going through all of the tests and hormone shots and everything else…and has just found out that the baby probably has Down’s Syndrome. She is devastated. (Note to everyone back home…although I’m writing about this, this is obviously private to her, just in case you happen to see each other.) I feel so badly for her, and yet…perhaps there was a reason why they weren’t meant to have children. But what’s done is done, and I know they’ll love the child very much. But still…it’s one of the things you fear when you’re pregnant, isn’t it?
This wasn’t a very cheery update. :(