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[11 Aug 2004|05:20pm] |
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( click here if you aren't stephie =P )
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if you are from ducka, i know you know i know you know, but if not, the reason why i haven't been on for awhile is because my papaw died saturday and we've been so busy with all of that. plus i go back to school tomorrow, my mom's b-day... she's the big 4-2, like that's anything special. oh, and i got my schedule today!
( what i'll be spending my year doing )
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[04 Aug 2004|02:20pm] |
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I would like everyone who reads this to ask me at least one question, but no more than three. Ask me anything you want, and I will answer. Then I want you to go to your own journal, copy and paste this, allowing your friends (including myself) to ask you anything. :]
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[28 Jul 2004|11:51am] |
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okay, i know i haven't updated for awhile, but here's the deal. they're sending him to a nursing home to die. he won't have a feeding tube so he'll basically waste away to nothing.
in other news, i still haven't finished my fic. blah. oh, and i hope diana gets better soon! believe me... i know what she's going through. i've fell down stairs at concerts before... just not concerts as big as hers was. ^_^;
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[22 Jul 2004|09:51am] |
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they said that he probably wouldn't wake up, he's in a coma... and they had my mamaw sign the do not resescutate(i know that's spelled wrong) stuff. i feel so useless, and my mom's blaming herself... what do i do?
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| well... we know what was wrong yesterday. |
[21 Jul 2004|12:15pm] |
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he had a stroke. a stroke. apparently it was a bad one too. god, this has been some summer. usually i just don't do anything and sit around on the computer, i've still done that... but still! 2 of my uncles have been in the hospital, my aunt and another woman from church died, and now all of this buisness with my papaw! grr... and august 12th is only just around the corner.
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[20 Jul 2004|04:50pm] |
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so, my mom went up to my mamaw and papaw's last night to check on papaw, but she came back to get me and said I might want to see him... so I went with her. he hadn't spoken all afternoon, and he hadn't moved or ate either. so, while we were up there, my mom fed him some pears... or at least tried to. after awhile, she had finally got him to eat almost all of them, so she could give him his medicine, then they tried to get him to bed, but they couldn't, so they just left him in his chair to sleep for the night.
my mom had told me that I would have to feed him this morning so he could take his medicine, but she went up there before work and tried to feed him, and when I went up there, my mamaw said she had fed him some baby food. he was asleep the whole time that I was up there, but my mamaw gave him his medicine anyways because he had to take it at 9... *sigh* I hope he gets better.
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| Some Weekend. |
[08 Jul 2004|12:17pm] |
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I know that I have talked to some people this past weekend, not a lot... and they know what's going on. Steph's the only person who knows the entire story, I think because she was on Sunday morning when I needed to talk to someone. She calmed me down a little until... well, I guess that I'll just tell you all how my weekend(week?) has been.
I ended up staying at my house by myself Saturday night, and for those of you who know what type of neighborhood I live in, (JeanBean) you know it isn't a particularly good thing... So I finally got to sleep around 3 am after all of the fireworks which I kept thinking were guns, and all of that junk... I talked to JeanBean for a little while, and Katie too... I talked to a lot of other people too... but I just can't remember, I've had more important things to think about... (sorry) :\ I woke up a little before eight on Sunday, not sure if I was going to go to church or not because I would need to take a bath, shave my legs, the whole deal... and Sunday School started at 9:30, so I decided against it and went to pop me an eggo in the toaster and get online after I talked to my mamaw and told her that I was awake and stayed down here by myself... she said my papaw was probably on the front porch when I tried to call up there last night, and that was the first thing I started wondering about... I should have been more skeptical than I was because he would have heard the phone from there...
So anyways, it was 8... and my eggos popped up from the toaster, so I started to go and get them, when I heard a knock at the door, and who should it be but my papaw. He was dressed in one of his undershirts and pants that looked a little to big, based on how his belt was tied... he was fiddling with his keys like he was going to unlock the door. He doesn't even have any keys to our house... so I hurried and opened the door before he could break one of his keys off in the lock. I then left him at the door and went after my eggos, and he followed me into the kitchen. He then started talking about how I don't respect him and yelling at me, something about Catholic men wearing pants... and I'm supposed to lose all this weight and eat healthier... I don't know if my eggo set him off or not... it was strawberry...
He started asking me who would win a fight between him and his brother(my Uncle Frank). I didn't know, they both have back and heart problems... I didn't tell him that though. Then he started fiddling around with stuff... an old muffin bar... my big box of ramen... things like that... I had no idea what he was doing. He yelled at me some more and told me that he was the grandmother and I was the grandma, I had no idea what was going on, he had never acted like that... so I just went along with it... He went over to my couch and pretty much collapsed on it in tears crying about how I don't appreciate him and stuff... I asked him if there was anything that I could do... anything he wanted... but he said no.
He got up and hugged me, and said he was sorry... he was getting old... by this point, I'm in tears too... and I think he's leaving... but he isn't. He's talking about more things... me being valedictorian when I graduate college this year... (I'm a junior, in highschool...) asking who my mom and dad were... things like that. He kept saying "BOOM!" and talking about the Catholics in pants though... there's a lot mroe, I just can't remember it all, but I told Steph everything... then I heard a knock on my door, and I told Steph that I thought it might be him, but it wasn't. It was my neighbor, Debbie, he had come over there and had been scaring her too... he had tried to fight her husband, the old drunk who tried to cook my cats and has no belly button and showed my gs troop leader(when I was in it). I talked to her for a little while, then I came back online, only to be kicked off by my mamaw calling... my papaw had been taken to the hospital... So I called up Marjorie's(my mom's bfs mom...) and left a message with Tyrah(Tony's niece). Then I took a shower because I thought I might go to the hospital... and when I got out, my mom had called... I told her, and she told me to call mamaw to see if she wanted to go... she said we probably wouldn't be able to see him because he was locked in a room getting shot with tranquilizers to calm him down because he was getting violent. (I then had QL flashbacks to Shock Theater)
I told my mom and Tracy(his sister, Tyrah's mom) ended up coming to get me and taking me up there... so I had fun... got to swim... and watch fireworks and eat lots of good stuff. I finally got through to Carla and talked to her, she said she had called Saturday and my papaw had seemed out of it then. So I ended up staying the night at Tracy's then my mom came home from the hospital in the morning, and I ended up going to the mall with Carla. Coming home to find out that the part he was in was the Psych Ward... and then I went over to the hospital to visit (in the psych ward)... it was very different... I can't think of things to relay the rest of my days, day by day... so I'll tell you a little of what happened... Tuesday my mamaw wanted McDonald's so my mom sent me in to get the food, and I was called a hooker... my skirt was to me knees! And I'm not supposed to be online... but I am. Yeah, so that's pretty much my week.
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Wow, I think this might be the longest entry that I've ever written... nowhere near Steph's novel though... that thing had chapters! But if I put all that happened it could have been. It would have had porn...
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| Friends Only!! |
[06 Mar 2004|04:35pm] |
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