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Tagged

LaughingSal — Thu, 15 Jun 2006 06:56:56 GMT

Here’s the game: RULES – When you are tagged, identify who tagged you. Then you post a blog giving up 8 truths about you. Things most people would be surprised to know. Lastly, tag the next 6 people. No tag backs. Okay, tagged by Alex. (Thank you dear friend......) 1. I'm not really 5 feet tall. 2. I'm a real mystery/sci fi fan, presently into Midsomer Murders and the new Doctor Who. 3. I do not do well with hard alcohol. Must be the native american in me (Central American). 4. I'm a closet Cabaret singer. Or showtunes, or R&B. Love that Motown! 5. I'm afraid of flying. I'd rather drive than fly but there is no highway to Hawaii. 6. I'm a San Francisco native, born and raised. Grew up in the Mission, around 25th and Folsom. Don't call it Frisco!!! 7. I have no ambition whatsoever. And don't cry anymore since my brother died. (Is that 2 truths?) 8. Love my beer and have the body to prove it. So that's it. Not sure who to tag next as all my tribe friends are already being tagged. But I did complete part of this game.

Mojave's Surgery Adventure

LaughingSal — Fri, 16 Dec 2005 07:30:59 GMT

The day started ok. We were told to be at the hospital at 9:30 am for a 11:30 surgery. We arrived on time and waited an hour before going to pre-op at 10:30. Mojave was taken into the surgery area at 11:30, on time, everything going ok so far. Left for lunch and returned at 2:30. Her doctor told me that she should be done around 3 pm. Ok, no problem. WRONG! 3, 3:30, 4pm goes by, no word. Asked the receptionist to check, Mojave still in surgery. 5:30, got word that the doctor would be down soon to speak to me. It seems the word "soon" does not mean to same to doctors as it does to us. Mojave's doctor comes by at 6:15 to say that everything went well, she is in Recovery, and will be there for a couple of hours. Then will get a room for the night. I should know better than listen to a doctor. They really don't know the workings of a hospital. I go to dinner thinking everything is ok. WRONG!!!! I get back to the waiting room at 7:30 pm and asked the receptionist to check on Mojave. She calls to Recovery, no Mojave there. She calls to admitting, no bed given to any patient named Lisa Clayton. I'm getting a little frantic now. She makes more calls. I ask her to call Recovery again around 8:10. Mojave is there and has been there all along. I can breathe again. BUT I can not see here for another hour. More grey hairs are grown. 9:00, I ask for another phone call to Recovery. Ok for me to see Mojave but only for a few minutes. I hustle up to the 4th floor and finally get to see my Mojave. She is resting ok, in a little pain, but she says not bad. She talks to me and we hold hands a lot. She has to stay in Recovery for the night because there are no beds. What a way to run a hospital! Finally get home at around 10pm to 2 cats who tell me very loudly that they are hungry. I can go back to Mojave tomorrow at around 9am. Hope she is in the same place where I left her! When I find out more info I will update the blog. Thanks to all for all your concerns, well-wishes, and support!!

My First Blog

LaughingSal — Fri, 14 Oct 2005 06:58:56 GMT

Today was the one year anniversary of the death of my brother, Sal, and I am glad it was spent in the company of Sal's wife, Maria, and my parents in Foster City. We had wine, pizza, and discussed fun memories of my brother. This Sunday will be the actual one year Memorial Luncheon in his honor. For the longest time my brother was the only one in my immediate family that accepted and understood my marriage to Mojave so I thought that I really did not need my family. But with the passing of my brother, I realized that now my Mother and Step-father needed me and had to accept who and what my sexual orientation is. And that they learned that my sexual orientation is no big deal but that my Mom will not be at a local PFlag meeting. And that's ok with me. I just liked all of us being together and me being able to discuss and not being ashame of my band events and my activities in the Gay Community. Because most of the events were with my brother Sal and his wife, they are now lonely and reach out more to Mojave and I. I don't think they detached from me intentionally, it's just they did not know how to act around Mojave and I. After 13 years of marriage, Mojave is still introduced to new people as "Sally's friend" by my parents. My brother's death closed off an era to them but has enable a new era to be open to Mojave and me. I am an only child now at the age of 53 and need to be more responsible for my parents and more patient. And hopefully, in turn, they can learn to deal with a lesbian daughter and spouse. Time will tell.