When The Shit Hits The Fan

It seems when bad things happen in my life its not just one little thing, its a lot all at once.

Well, the important people in my life know I've been completely drug free since March 15th. When I say drug free I don't mean I quit doing something as little as smoking pot. I mean I was addicted to prescription pain killers (known as barbiturates), cocaine, opium, Vicodin, Oxycodone, Oxycotton, marijuania, alcohol, and ecstasy. Yeah, I quit all those things in one day and even thought about checking myself into re-hab.

So, yeah... After that major turning point in my life I've been good.

Well, Mom has cancer, which was the first rather large bump in my good streak.

Second is that last Sunday my aunt Caroline had her third heart attack (she has an irregular heartbeat and asthma) and has to be air lifted to a hospital in Houston. They put nitroglicerion under her tongue (I'm not sure what its supposed to do, but Mom acted like it was a big thing) and that didn't help her. She's stable now though, I'm not sure if that's a good thing. It means she's not getting worse, but she's not getting better either. And she was a big part in my mom's life.

My uncle (Dad's older brother Daryel) mother-in-law died last Friday. Natural causes according to the doctors, she was seventy-something years old. An amazingly nice and wonderfully kind woman who will be a big loss to the world. Though she also reminded me of why I hate Catholic viewings and funerals. Fuck the Rosary Prayer and Mass. But I went to show my respect for my uncle in place of my parents and for the first time in my life it wasn't a funeral of someone on my mom's side of the family and highly uncomfortable to me, because it wasn't at the same funeral home my mom's family has been using for the last fifty years or so. And I knew no one aside from my uncle, his wife, and their daughter. Well, among the living there anyway.

And last is my twelve-year-old sister Aimee. She's been sick for a while and missed the last three weeks of school because of it. She's been coughing so hard she can't breathe and has been throwing up because of her coughing fits. She's also been as sick as a dog and has trouble even keeping soup and crackers down. Well, she'd gone to the doc and gotten meds a couple weeks ago, she's now out of meds and still sick. The docs have no idea what's wrong with her. (Why can't House exist outside of my TV?) They did CAT scans, an MRI, took blood, hair, and urine samples, and even stuck some long needle up her nose. Why? I don't know, but they did.

Mom's also gotten worse and she's back in the hospital, the same one my aunt Caroline is in, in fact. Its apparently the best one in Texas or something. No one's telling me what's going on with her, but my dad's taken off work and is staying with his cousin so, he can be with Mom at all times. My Grandmama (Dad's mom) is in Denver, so Chelsea and Aimee are staying with me. Chelsea's being her normal bitchy and egotistical self and Aimee can't even get out of bed without her feet feeling like she's stepping on knives. My mom's mom (Grandma) is flying into town tomorrow morning, her company is so nice she gets to use their private jet.

So yeah, Mella sorry you can't come down, but life is really insane right now. Steph also sorry I had to cancel on our trip to Maimi, but you understand. And to all the nice people wanting an up-date on COATDSOH (Wow, really crappy acronym) you'll have to wait, I'm not sure when the next time I can get some good muse going to get on with Mareo, Akeno, and Ari's psycho-stockholm syndrome-sadistic-masochistic thing that is their triangle of a relationship.