Hope your daughter is happy and healthy now! The breathing machines are called ventilators. 
No, she wasn’t on a ventilator, except for a few hours here and there. She was on what used to be an incubator, but are now called something else entirely.
Elena’s now a thriving, happy two year old. So it was totally PTSD on my part, I think.
Elena woke up at 3:30. I went into her room to help her calm down. She went right back to sleep. I didn’t. It’s now almost 5:00. Ugh!
That’s how they get you. At least it wasn’t 2:30. Glad to hear she’s doing well.
My husband is in the hospital. His blood pressure was very high and his heart was raising. He will have a stress test Wednesday.
Yikes. Sorry to hear, Leah.
So sorry, Leah. Hope he is feeling better soon, and the tests do not show anything too serious.
Oh no! 
I hope he recuperates and that the stress test finds no anomalies.
I’m sorry to hear that. Here’s hoping he recovers soon
My best wishes go out to your husband, hope everything turns out OK.
I re-iterate all the above comments with my own thots that the hubs gets better soon.
noooo! Leah I’m sorry, I hope he improves!
So, you guys remember that job in Indiana? The one where I had my best friend AND a friend from college, both of whom play in the same quartet that’s commissioned and performed a number of pieces of mine on the search committee? The one where the interview went REALLY well?
Yeah, they’re a bunch of back-stabbing frakkers. I didn’t get the job.
Oh no! Sorry to hear that.
I remember you saying you had a good feeling about that one.
Sorry to hear about your husband.
Any update today?
I got majorly dicked around by unemployment in which my new claim was cancelled, refiled, restarted and suck. Then discovered the 4 inches of water in my basement and no cause. It is still there and we have no idea at the moment how to get rid of it - so much stuff ruined.
I’m so sorry - how did his test go? Have they got his pressure down yet? I hope so.
Yeah, well having two good friends in the search committee will do that to you. Glad to see that friendship still counts for something in the job search.
Fraaaaaak, sir. Keep your head up. Even though you’re entitled to lower it for long enough to catch your breath.
Oh, it’s fine, really. I realized last week that I’m doing better as a freelance composer right now and I have enough opportunities coming in to keep that as the status quo. It’s just going to prove impossible to give my kids a college education without them piling on debt on themselves this way AND my wife will have to continue doing jobs she HAS to rather than WANTS to. THAT was the main reason I went on the academic job market at all this year.
But it still stings a little, especially when I had close friends egging me on to apply to the job and helping me out from the inside.