Mom Wins

So, I thought I had a bad last couple of days. But no, my mom wins. She had a heart attack on Sunday. She's okay now, of course, or I wouldn't be writing. I wouldn't even be in Germany; I'd be on a plane back to the States. Which is kind of what I want to do right now. But she says she's okay and says I have to stay here. Frak. While I was sitting in an airport, moaning about my cold fingers, she was in the ICU recovering from having a freaking stint put in her heart. I honestly can't believe it. This is the kind of thing I worried about when I decided to come over here - not just that I'd miss Christmas and Thanksgiving and good times, but that I wouldn't be there for the bad times when we all really need each other. I'm stuck abroad, communicating through a little video camera and hoping nobody dies or gets maimed before I get back. But then again, what would I do if I was back anyway? Same thing I'm doing here. Sitting and worrying. Last I checked I didn't have magical life-saving powers, so it's not like I want to be there to save a life or anything. I just want to be there because .... well, I don't know. Because I want to see them in person? Get in some last words? I have no clue.

Anywho, the doctor strongly suggested that Mom give up smoking, saying it would definitely improve her health and life expectancy. So I'm giving up with her. Solidarity! Also, the whole situation kind of scared me into thinking healthy thoughts. So there you go. No mo smokes. Cold turkey. I'll just get a straw to chew on or something and I'll be good to go. Haha.

Oh, and on a completely light and fluffy note, photos from my trip to England are up! Just go here to see them.