What's up with Whatsit

I STILL have trouble thinking of a title

Here's the rundown:

1. Yesterday I went to the hospital after work. It's about 15 minutes from my job. Then home for about a minute, it seemed like. Then over to my mother's so I can spend the night with my grandmother. This is going to be the plan for the duration while Buddy is sick.

2. Buddy WAS acting fine. He has acted absolutely normal until his admission to the hospital Sunday night. Upon being told he has from a few minutes to a few weeks to live, it was like turning a switch. He spends the majority of his time sleeping. When he's awake, his mind drifts. He spent about thirty minutes yesterday morning thinking he was driving a school bus, which is what he has been doing for the past few years. His brother said that was a reaction to the shock. I also heard that morphine will do it. It was just surprising to me, the sudden change from being normal to sleeping all the time and drifting in his mind.

3. I have been reading your blogs but not commenting on them. It takes too much time, which I don't have right now.

4. It's still raining from Gustav. It's been raining since . . . I can't remember when it started. Sunday night or Monday, it seems like. I like rain, but enough of anything is enough.

5. Thank you, Mr.Monk- GPs for the poor for the pink thing-a-ma-bob on my blog.

Now you know what I know.

Oh, and one more thing:

Scarlett, please close your eyes since this will mess up my 5 items.

The rain has my hair looking like . . . well, I wish it looked as good as Morticia's. At least hers was long and sleek and shiny. Who had long fuzzy hair on TV? I haven't gotten to the Phyllis Diller point YET, but Gustav has given me a major step in that direction.