last week i learned that my cat - yes i realize this is the second time she's been mentioned within the first week of this blog but i'm going somewhere with this - may or may not be in pain even though she does not appear to be. (apparently cat's mask their discomfort very well. news to me.) i explained to my parents that i did not know how to proceed as i do not want her to suffer but i certainly do not want to cut her life short if she's feeling fine. i wish she could talk.
my mom: (speaking to my dad, referring to me) "watch how she handles this. it will be a good indicator of what our future holds if we ever can't speak in old age."
my dad: "if i blink twice, don't pull the plug."
we laugh. we go back to work. one hour passes. i approach my dad's desk to ask him a question regarding an order. he has just read an email and is wearing a bluetooth headset (he does not appear to be on the phone from my vantage point.) i ask him my question. he stares vacantly back at me but does not speak. i ask again. he does not say anything. i suddenly panic. was the joking earlier a premonition? is he having a stroke? sheer panic overcomes me. he begins speaking, still looking at me but not making sense or answering my question. i ask "what's wrong?!" no response. with great relief, i realize he has in fact been on a conference call. i am grateful this was only my dad attempting to multitask a call, an email and a real life conversation. so thankful for a healthy family.
(photo- dad multitasking)
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