Got Dad's test results back.
It's not cancer.
Thank all the odd gods of the galaxy.
Man's got a blood infection; that's nothing to sneeze at, but it's much more easily dealt with and less frightening than cancer.
Patty. Well. Many people make it just fine with one kidney, right?
It doesn't rain but it pours.
I don't think I have the mettle for this.
Spent all of today at Methodist Hospital.
My sister went into renal failure.
Blood clot in the vessels leading to her right kidney.
Many tests. More coming.
Getting into a row with a phlebotemist about the fact that she is NOW on anti-coagulants ... and doesn't need to have the same motherfucking place in her arm used for blood drawing - 7 times in four hours!
How goddamned difficult is it to pick a new spot? I mean, Christ on crack! The hematoma on her arm is now the size of my OPEN HAND and BLACK!
For fuck's sake.
Patty cried and begged me to go buy her panties since no one had time to grab any when she went to the hospital. She can't wear them yet, but she wanted that security blanket.
I left her tonight, hugging one of the 6 pairs of panites I bought her and her old beanie whale.
Woman's 31 years old.
I feel damned pointless. I can't fix her. I can't really cheer her up very well, even though I got her giggling at my snarking of American Ninja 2.
All I can do is buy her underwear and braid her hair and tell her I love her and leave her alone to cry tonight because overnight visitors are not goddamned allowed.
I am so tired.
I can't sleep.
I want to cry. But then who gets to be strong?
Well.
Two days away from 7 weeks of vegetarianism ... 22 pounds lost ... NONE OF MY CLOTHING FITS.
*grumble*
I had just reached a point in my wardrobe where everything was copascetic.
I'll get over it.
On a more important note:
We'll get the results of Dad's biopsy this week. Maybe as early as Wednesday.
Please don't be cancer ...
Why people rate me as 1:
On 19:35:40 Jun 18 2006 ReverendThyris wrote:
So what specific reason is it being closed? What rule did it break? There are none that I saw. It appears to me, nothing more than an abuse of power. It is in the appropriate Forum category, and there is a genuine interest of opinion.
On 19:41:10 Jun 18 2006 Requiem wrote:
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No, it is not an abuse of power.
Did you really read my response?
You just previously opened a thread asking people's musical and physical artistic favourites with the whys.
Discussing details of the whys would make that thread more interesting - and your assertions regarding tool in this thread, would be a good addition to your initial thread.
There is no need for an additional thread simply about them.
It would be an abuse of power if I closed someone's threads simply because I disliked him or her.
This is not the case.
I stated my reasons in the thread - closing it twice - and I have restated them here.
Simply because you disagree does not mean I will change my stance.
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Then it chose to rate me a 1. Oh! My poor ego! It will never recover! And trying to create a drama was so effective, wasn't it child?
I will *gasp* SHUDDER AND WITHER!
Where's the popcorn?
Ever notice how innocuous John Denver seemed? How he seemed to be an, "Oh, gee look at the trees, and ain't I such a nice warbler" kinda guy?
In my opinion, his very innocuousness(esses - one for the blue guy) was a marvelous front covering up the fact that he was the anti-christ's early minion.
Now, Mondays.
Monday - it's the end of the weekend, the start of the work week, and the harbinger day for disasters large and small (excepting the odd federal holiday). It’s also the day of the week where I have shitloads of reports to generate. It’s a busy damn day.
This week, not only is there all that mess, but it’s the day my father is having a biopsy.
I am a mental mess.
I have no idea whether I am an emotional mess, because I generally am unsure just what (or whether) an emotional state is at any given moment.
I can’t think straight. I am nauseated. I am getting sweet fuck-all accomplished at work. (Serves them right, though – they wouldn’t let me take the whole day to go be with my dad – just the afternoon.)
Dad’s been unwell for a while now. The doc’s are thinking the “C” word. I hope by all the odd gods of the galaxy they are wrong.
I don’t know if I’ll make it intact through his ending. I just don’t think I’m that strong.
I love People with no sense of self preservation.
Because he created and I closed this thread, (after just plainly deleting about 7 similarly stupid and grammatically incorrect threads) and correcting his grammar, this is what I get left:
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