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Pastimes : Don't Ask Rambi -- Ignore unavailable to you. Want to Upgrade?

To: epicure who wrote (41849)	11/15/1999 7:25:00 PM
From: Rambi	Read Replies (3) \| Respond to of 71178

Today, I have been preoccupied being Mom. CW called while I was at the store and left this plaintive, raspy cry on the machine- "WHere's my Mommmmmm?" I called back and he sounded so sick that he scared me. I confess to all of you that I did NOT react well to having my baby ill and out of range. I called the College Coordinator and told her CW was dying. She was very sweet and called the clinic, asked them to see him immediately and drove him there herself. Meanwhile I called Dan to ask him to have a jet standing by. Sometimes a vivid imagination is a terrible curse. (Penni is met at the airport by the police, who are somber, wearing black armbands, but will say nothing, and transported to the ICU Unit at a local hospital where CW is being kept in isolation. He is in a deep coma they believe is caused by a strange mutant bacteria thriving in the salsa he ate last night after leaving it out for 8 days on his desk) She dons the sterile garb and mask they hand her and is led through an airlock to her son's bedside. By now of course I have worked myself into a lather. (Rinse, repeat) Meanwhile our precious Houston connections here, contacted by Freddy, are standing by with offers of assistance and a knowledge of doctors in the Houston area. If anyone EVER tells me that cyber isn't real, I will stuff their monitors up their noses. Finally I get a call from a groggy CW; he is on an IV, and they have given him some shots "that are making me really sleepy". He says they're all excited, that he's the best thing they've had come in today. They poohpooh my salsa theory, and opt for a virus. He is actually wheelchaired back to the dorm and is now presumably asleep for the next 16 hours. I am drinking wine. I cancelled the jet, but my bag is still packed.

To: epicure who wrote (41849)	11/20/1999 12:59:00 PM
From: jpmac	Respond to of 71178

X, I think the folks did have a good time. Next time I won't worry about packing their schedule so full. We all could have used more down time. I would just send them to the symphony as a big night out. That's something they don't get, even with their travels and they were very impressed with the symphony and the conductor here. We went to an old hotel downtown for Tea, and that was great fun. The place is incredible and so nicely kept up. The tea was great, even if they didn't have a cucumber sandwich. They stayed in a B&B close to downtown and within walking distance of me. It was nice for me, too, because I got to "be in a house". Sit in the dining room over breakfast, lounge in the living room. And they have a great frontporch. It runs the length of the house, with a few of downtown to the right, a park in front, and uptown. The evenings and mornings were very pleasant for sitting outside. The morning my parents were leaving, I told the owners that I would miss their porch and they said to come sit on it anytime. I might just do it. Since I don't have a place for them to stay, the B&B turned out to be a nice find. Much better than days in a hotel and the owners are good folks. The last night, they had a woman come who does a one-woman show about on the more, if not the most, notorious women in the city's history. It was such fun. She was done by about nine, and we ended up talking with her over coffee in the living room until midnight. Then when I came for breakfast the next day, she joined us and we talked till 11 when I drug myself off to work.