Lynn Siprelle, my soul sister and our techgoddess, is in the hospital after suffering two minor heart attacks. This is some of what her husband JJ has to report over at, The New Homemaker, one of the several blogs she publishes.

[via LYNN UPDATE--from JJ | The New Homemaker]:

Saturday, Lynn had angina (chest pain for those who aren't medical nuts). she went in, was treated, and released on Monday. In the hospital, she was ashen, and quiet, and I truly thought she had had a heart attack.

Monday night, she was again experiencing chest pain, and they took her away again. Since then, she has had 2 very minor heart attacks (HA's). Oddly, we were laughing and joking around in between (go figgur).

These HAs are not occuring due to coronary blockages (big things in the pipes), but rather due to coronary spasmming (think that flicker in your eyelid when you haven't had enough sleep. . The short of it is that the Docs aren't sure how to nip the spasms in the bud. direct injections of nitroglycerin aren't doing their normal trick. They are working up a few other approaches, but these things take a fair amount of time.

I am lucky to have found Lynn. Actually, I think she was the one that found me through the CivicSpace community mailing list. It was destined to be : We're both geekettes (although she has waaaay more technical expertise I will ever have); we both homeschool our two children each (she has two girls, I have two boys) but we also are also rabid feminists as well.

And that's only some of the stuff I will divulge. When it comes to tastes, to interests, and what makes us tick it's because of those little details I can comfortably say Lynn is kinda like my virtual carbon copy in reverse.

Yes, she's my virtual copy because I have yet to meet in her in person.

It's weird, but as someone who lives and breathes the internet, I am fascinated by the way people as well; but honestly, it's how I end up using it that surprises me. I have a theory that people who actually like to read --even if it is not the kind of reading academic snobs would consider worthwhile-- are the ones who end up creating strong relationships through the medium.

I know that I would probably have never met Lynn had it not been for our lives online. In crying to Mr. Man about it, he reckoned that the net allows for specialized relationships. Our soul twins are out there and the internet obliterates geography creating lastinng connections with others like us.

People convene online for what they believe, they want or they dream; not just for what they are going to spend in the next piece of crap they don't need.

Hollywood stars and high ranking politicos were the only ones afforded the privilege of having their animas broadcasted beyond geographies. Nowadays, with the internet and the ubiquitousness of digital and mobile technologies, we can not only be on all the time but be out in the world and ready for our next twin sisters and brothers to find us. Maybe even a lover or two as well.

Unfortunately, at a time like this, I so wish I could use the technology to transmography or teleport myself. I can't be in Portland at the moment and its killing me. I'd so like to see her, give her a hug, hold her hand....

Anyhow, she's a fighter and she's pissed but tired --and I say this is all Karl Rove's fault. So scoot on over to her place and send her your best wishes and best grooves. And give JJ (her husband) a pat on the back. The man is worth his weight in gold.