A shining, sparkly ball of angst, now based in Manhattan!
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3 May 2009When I met Rob, his grandparents had started to move past their prime, and had started feeling the hardships and heartbreaks that can come with old age. Both of their minds were and remain sharp, but their bodies had already started to fail them. Rob’s grandmother is especially amazing — she got her degree in interior design in her 50s, and worked in Manhattan (driving in each day) until she was 82. She specialized in ergonomic workspaces, and even when in assisted living, was asked to design the nursing workstations there.
In short, she kicks ass.
But the past years have not been kind. When I met her, she was already being affected by Parkinson’s, and a bad fall had led to a hip replacement, walkers, and a scooter. It was hard to hear and understand her in person, even more so on the phone. Phone conversations were like calling a distant planet — you’d say something, there would be a delay, and eventually a whispered answer. As the years have gone on, the planet’s orbited farther and farther away — still around, still doing its thing, but the signal’s become increasingly faint.
The signal’s fading now.
We went to see Rob’s grandmother yesterday — Rob, his sister Leslie, and I. She had not had a good morning, and we weren’t sure whether she was even up to seeing us at all. We went with his grandfather, and she was only able to see us for about fifteen minutes before it was too much. We each went in, gave her a hug, told her we loved her, and left — and then went downstairs to wait for Rob’s grandfather, who came soon after. Her kidneys are failing, and while she’s on new heart medication, it’s not helping. Rob was the last of the three of us to see her, and he’d said that he didn’t think she was even tracking or focusing by the end of his visit. In this case, his grandfather wasn’t being overprotective in keeping the visits short — it was literally all she could endure.
I don’t think she’s going to be with us for much longer. My gut tells me it’s a matter of days, now. Part of me hopes she will rally — that she’ll see her 90th birthday on May 13, that Rob and I will be able to tell her all about China when we return. But the bigger part of me knows that this is a fruitless hope, and that she wants to go quickly. She’s ready to leave us — not with anger or regret, but with grace. It’s everyone else who needs to abide and accept. And that’s going to be the hard part.
It’s me and Rob’s wedding anniversary today, and things are bittersweet for us. We’re very, very grateful that Rob’s grandparents were able to see us get married — we just wish that Rob’s grandmother could have seen our children…but see above, abide and accept.
Heyas — I’m writing this to catch folks up on what’s happening with Rob’s grandmother.
Right now, she’s still in the hospital. We do not know when (or if) she will be able to leave — we’re just not sure that she has the strength. Some options have been floated around; a possibility is that she would not be released to go home to her apartment (and Rob’s grandfather) but she might have a better shot at release to a stepped-up level of care, namely, a nursing home. Happily, there is a nursing home on the grounds of where Rob’s granddad lives, so while they would not be living together 24-7, he could at least go see her and spend time with her, which is certainly better than not seeing her at all. Right now, he has been told by his doctors that he is not able to make the trip to see her — this was especially heartbreaking when she had her attack on Thursday and the family was called. If she were able to gain some more strength while in the nursing home, she might even be able to go back to her apartment.
All of this, of course, is totally dependent on her gaining strength at all, and getting her stabilized, which right now is very, very iffy. The family was hopeful on Friday — she was really perky — not so much yesterday. She was very depressed and discouraged yesterday, and super, super tired.
The thing is, she could have another attack at any time. The docs can’t say when she might have another one, and if she would survive it. Her arteries are 100% blocked in two, and 95% blocked in the third…since she will not be having a bypass, our best, biggest hope is to get her home, or at least near Rob’s granddad, so they can have their time together while they can and us have time with her.
Rob’s family has been staying with us since Thursday night — it’s been, uh, cozy in our studio apartment. XD Our apartment can sleep five! Who knew? Rob’s sister Leslie went home yesterday, so it was “just” four of us last night. We’re all managing — of course, they’re welcome to stay for as long as they need to, we’re just not sure how long that’s going to be. Rob and I have the apartment to ourselves tonight; his parents are staying at a motel so they can try and speak with his grandmother’s docs first thing Monday morning. I’m not sure if they’ll be staying with us for the rest of the week. Honestly, I’m not even sure what the plan is for the rest of the week. Everything right now is very, very day-to-day, and could change in the blink of an eye.
Rob and I are holding up — I really think it’s the uncertainty that’s draining everyone right now.
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15 Feb 2009Popping up my Flash movie that I did for class. :) Clicky to play with the happy bugs!
In: Holidailies| goof, etc.| grrrl geeeenius| the family you keep
17 Dec 2008Flash class last night was almost as I’d expected. Some folks handed in some FRICKIN’ AMAZING stuff, some folks did some okay stuff, and some folks, like me, handed in some things that weren’t quite complete…except mine was the most “not complete” of the bunch. Um. Yeah. Go team. Walk proud.
One person handed in a photography portfolio that was painfully close to an in-class demo. Part of me was thinking, “Shit, ya mean I could have copied a demo and handed in something that worked?” Another part of me was thinking, “Wait. Really? After all semester, the best you could do was rip off a demo…really?!” My nested movie clips may not have worked, but at least I TRIED! And mine had a robot. :) And I’m ticked that I didn’t keep that layer with the mask. I could have at least shown I was trying to mask, too. Grrr.
But after the demos were shown, my teacher asked us about our class experience — how we felt about it, what we would have liked to see, etc. Everyone was pretty honest, folks made it known that there were good points and bad points. Everyone felt that we could have used a textbook, or at least reference handouts, and folks other than me also thought that a short test at the start of class would go a long way in making sure everyone was caught up. And for the record, I do think my teacher is a nice guy — he’s super-talented and funny, just not necessarily the right teacher for me. I need a manual, I need a point of reference. The concept I didn’t get? Once I got it, I got it, but I needed to read it. There’s no way he didn’t say the concept in class, and probably more than once — but it was either thoroughly discussed in the one class I missed (I was in Texas for work), or done at, say, 9:00pm…probably around the time when I Twittered, “my brain is exploding” once per week.
Irony of ironies, I had to do a promotional web banner today…as an animated GIF. Couldn’t use my ‘leet Flash skillz, as the company DOESN’T ACCEPT FLASH ADS. — waaaaaaaaaa! —
Other stuff…R and I are woefully, woefully behind in Xmas shopping. Did we have helper elves last year, or just more time? I don’t remember things being this bad.
I’m full of anxiety about some family things…lots of therapy fodder, wheee. Bad. On the other hand, I haven’t even written about the party Rob and I had Saturday. Let’s just say things got real raunchy about midnight, and I’ll never look at my Murakami pillow in the same way again. XD
Piss, argh, crap, damn.
I’m feeling super-frustrated today. Not just a little frustrated, but totally blown-out frustrated.
I’ll be walking into my final Flash class tonight without a completed final project. And it’s gonna suck, and I’m going to feel like a total loser, and there’s nothing I can do about it.
I’d been seeing some issues in the class for a few weeks now. It’s a demonstration (demo) class — our teacher comes in, shows us a demo, the class then works on it, we’re assigned homework, and off we go. We don’t have a formal textbook (problem one); you complete your homework based off your notes and the demos from class. Homework was shown in class, but our teacher never looked at our code, as far as I know (problem two). In his defense, if you had questions, you could definitely ask at any time, but there were no formal code critiques. No tests for most of the semester (definitely problem three).
The class had gotten in the habit of coming in, showing homework, doing demo, etc etc. The problem is that when things began to get intricate in Actionscript, I’m not sure how much folks were actually retaining vs. simply being able to take notes off the board. My teacher commented more than a few times on how fast things were going…and in my head, I kept thinking, “Um, sure, but how much everyone’s actually remembering may be another story.”
The situation came to a head a few weeks ago, when our teacher, as part of a demo, said “Okay, make a button and have it do ‘x.’” Only three folks were able to do it. Needless to say, he wasn’t happy, and neither were we. Now, he’d been discussing a final project with us, and frankly, I haven’t had any idea of what I wanted to do. Work’s been beyond crazy, R and I have been trying to get Christmas shopping done, I was in Texas, and a Flash project has really been the last thing on my mind.
So two weeks ago, our teacher told us that we were going to have a test in the next class (last week’s class), and that it would cover the entire semester. At the same time, he said he wanted to see files for our final project. Unfortuantely, from where I sat, I had enough time that week to do one thing. I could either study or I could work on files for the project. I chose to study.
So last week, we had a short demo. Everyone was anxious about the test…but my teacher said he’d start by going around the room and reviewing everyone’s files. The ones I didn’t have. So I sketched out my concepts and discussed them with him. Other folks were working on their files, but my mind was on the test — and I hate trying to work in a lab — and, frankly, the chatter level was pretty bad. So I then sat for the next three hours while he went around the room, getting increasingly ticked off…only to have him announce, at the end of class, that were would be no test. Super. Studying is never a waste of time, but I would have done things just a bit differently had I known.
Again with the work crazy this week, and we also had a holiday party on Saturday…so this basically left me with one day to put my project together: yesterday. It’s not done. I had a good idea in mind, but kept missing a crucial concept — which I finally, finally figured out late yesterday afternoon. But I then ran into trouble making other things happen, and literally sat up until 3:00am trying to figure out how to make them work. I finally gave up and went to bed.
Today I had a workaround, but as I was getting that in, I started mixing up my movie clip code with my button code (actionscript doesn’t work quite the same for both) — and finally decided that I was making things worse, not better. We’re supposed to do everything as movie clips, but if I could have made it work as a button, I would have…better to have a working project not coded perfectly than one that’s not working at all. However, since I was tripping over my own feet, I’m going to need to take the hit.
Do I wish I’d had more time to put into this? Sure. Am I going to feel like an ass later today? Absolutely. I’m sure folks are going to come in with awesome-looking work, and then there’s me. “Uh, hi, I couldn’t get my targets to work…” But R’s already reminded me that it’s a continuing ed class, and while it matters, and it would have been great if my project were done, it’s really truly not the end of the world. He also said that from what I’ve said about it, he doesn’t think this was the right teacher for me.
I’ve been contemplating taking the next level course at the school I took my intro course at, but I don’t think I’m going to. Instead, I think I’m going to repeat intro at another institution. While the school I took this course at is a very reputable school, there were some things going on that I don’t understand, including teaching the entire course in Actionscript 2…when Actionscript 3 has been out for a long time, and Actionscript 4 is about to be the new standard. When asked, we were told that we had to “crawl before walking” — but I’ve never quite been able to get on board with that.
Damnit. I hate losing, even against myself.
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