No seizures in two days, and today I spent all day shopping with Lydia and Anna who insisted that they wanted me to do it instead of Aly. Not because I know what I am doing, but because I am a bigger pushover. We ate lunch at Caffe Nero so I could have caffeine and Lydia had two of the milkshake frappes. Then she was quite hyper and she spent two hours telling me about the advantages of boots and why she needed some. Then we went to Camden and Anna led me around the market and it was terrifying. She was in Heaven. She bought these neon hair things to wear in her hair and I don't understand them, but now her hair is blond and purple and pink. We ate some snacks of Questionable Origin and a pigeon stalked us and I squealed, and then we returned home and Caleb informed me he wants boots like Lydia's. That's a day.
Anna has given Caleb a makeover with some of her purchases from tody, and now Caleb looks a little bit like Boy George. I'm hiding, because she's trying to give me one too. She said, "Daddy, don't you want to be pretty?!" I am not entirely sure more coiffing would help out. Lydia already bought me a pink earring today because it made her laugh. I'm wearing it now.
For I am man.
Life isn't always easy, and sometimes I get quite annoyed with it, and then I have days like today and I remember the good things. Then I'm quite thankful for all I have. Because it's a hell of a lot.
Yeah, that just about did it, didn't it?
When you found out I was immortal did it either freak you out or make you think I was a crazy person?
Uh...so there was an incident involving my brain and some trauma and I think Serenity and Noah will never quite be the same again, but I'm fine. Everything's okay!
Just...pretend nothing happened.
Tasha is awake, though she's still got a way to go as far as healing is concerned. She is still in the ICU, but people can visit now. Just be aware she might not be entirely lucid. She's broken several ribs and a leg and both arms. Her back is broken as well. She's going to get better though. That's the important thing. That's all I can focus on right now.
I've been forced to leave the hospital, so I'm at home. Lydia's 15th birthday was yesterday and I missed it. She's amazing and she understands, but I missed so many of her birthdays when I was at the abbey in Melk. So I have the Big Guilt. She's taking the chance to monopolise me now since the littlest ones are with their grandparents at the moment.
Thomas is currently in the kitchen, wearing an apron so he can make dinner for the three of us. Lydia took pictures. And Television's Kismet Vinter might come over for dessert to distract Lydia from the fact that her sister is in hospital and her father is a Terrible Person.
I can't sleep. I can't think. I can't calm down. Thomas threatened me with taking away my books if I didn't take a nap. He's a naughty minx. I should probably listen to him. Even if it means missing The Apron Show.
Thomas, can you come over? I need to talk to someone.
Thomas! Help me! Aly's after my sperm!
This probably dreadfully stupid, but the phone I gave you doesn't seem to be working and I'm worried.
Are you alright? Where are you? Can you just let me know? I miss you, Svetlana.
I am pleased to have survived brain cancer twice, don't get me wrong. What I am not pleased about, is the panic attack I now have, every single time I get a headache.
What's even worse? The panic attacks my wife and children have. I just got sent to RMMH to get a CAT scan for what turned out to be a migraine. And then Ken told me to stop drinking.
So yeah. I should do that...
Lydia just informed me that 'television's Kismet Vinter' is spending a few nights here because they are going to bond. She said, "uhm...because we're sisters, Dad? Duh." Silly me, I thought Anna, Rasputina and Lauren were her sisters. Apparently I am old and strange.
I plan to go and ask terribly embarassing questions like if they would like some fibre cereal, or if they want to listen to some Elvis records with me. This is fun!