Officially the worste week ever....
Monday morning my mom took my grandma to the ER b/c she has been feeling bad for a week or so and had just gotten really weak. After a few hours the ER doc comes back and tells them that my granma had some spots on her lungs that look like cancer and that it looks secondary, mean it's spread from somewhere else.
The admit her and the next day they decide maybe it's not cancer, maybe it's something else. . . I HATE the fact that I can't be there for her. It's killing me but what could I do if I was there?. All week has been lots of tests, back and forth answers from doctors. It's been nothing but nonsense. Doctors just piss me off when they give out a vedict without fully knowing what the hell they're talking about. It's just been a fucking roller coaster of a week..... All I can do is just sit here & wonder what the hell is going on...
My painting class started last thurs. Yeah it's KILLIN' me! I had to spend like $50 to get all my shit I'll probablly only use for one class. My book never came in so now they have to reship it so it'll be well into my second week of class before I get my damn book. I had sketche due this week on top of everything going on & I was lost as hell doing them... Plus it was a still life & I HATE still life's. I'm not that fond of painting any way really.
I just feel like I've hit a breaking point right now.... I just want a damn decent nights sleep and not feel like everything around me is just crumbling down...
I had an odd urge to download a bunch of Lisa Loeb lastnite...
Not sure where it came from but it's just been on repeat.. Right after Hendrix, CCR, & Waylon Jennings... LOL
Monday morning my mom took my grandma to the ER b/c she has been feeling bad for a week or so and had just gotten really weak. After a few hours the ER doc comes back and tells them that my granma had some spots on her lungs that look like cancer and that it looks secondary, mean it's spread from somewhere else.
The admit her and the next day they decide maybe it's not cancer, maybe it's something else. . . I HATE the fact that I can't be there for her. It's killing me but what could I do if I was there?. All week has been lots of tests, back and forth answers from doctors. It's been nothing but nonsense. Doctors just piss me off when they give out a vedict without fully knowing what the hell they're talking about. It's just been a fucking roller coaster of a week..... All I can do is just sit here & wonder what the hell is going on...My painting class started last thurs. Yeah it's KILLIN' me! I had to spend like $50 to get all my shit I'll probablly only use for one class. My book never came in so now they have to reship it so it'll be well into my second week of class before I get my damn book. I had sketche due this week on top of everything going on & I was lost as hell doing them... Plus it was a still life & I HATE still life's. I'm not that fond of painting any way really.
I just feel like I've hit a breaking point right now.... I just want a damn decent nights sleep and not feel like everything around me is just crumbling down...
I had an odd urge to download a bunch of Lisa Loeb lastnite...
Not sure where it came from but it's just been on repeat.. Right after Hendrix, CCR, & Waylon Jennings... LOL
ascanius:
Sorry to randomly bust into your business, but I was reading your description of how you were injured in the "people with disabilities group" and I have a question for you. Did you do your in-patient rehab at Kessler in NJ? If so I think I heard stories about you. 
If not, it was just someone else who was injured in remarkably similar circumstances...
If not, it was just someone else who was injured in remarkably similar circumstances...