Mememememe!!
*sighs* The past couple days have been so amazingly stressful.
Lets start with the past 3 days of the 30 day TV meme, since I'm so behind.
Day 22: Favorite Series Finale
Gosh. This is really hard. But I'm gonna have to go with 2 separate ones:
House: Season 2, NO REASON.
I just really enjoy this brief journey into House's mind. I never expected the whole thing to be a dream. It touches on a lot of issues, it's entertaining, and seeing House slowy realize his leg doesn't hurt... it's an enjoyable episode.
Buffy: Season 3 GRADUATION DAY.
They survived High school! They took down the Mayor, and the whole school banded together to fight. this is by far one of the best episodes of Buffy, but it's tainted a bit by Angel leaving. :-(
Day 23: Most Annoying Character
Daisy, from Bones.
I just can't stand her. Don't ask me why, but she just grates my nerves.
Day 24: Favorite Quote.
I have two. :-)
Buffy The Vampire Slayer: Season 3, Lover's Walk. (Spike's Quote at the end)
Spike: The last time I looked in on you two, you were fightin' to the death. Now you're back making googly-eyes at each other like nothing happened. Makes me want to heave.
Buffy: I don't know what you're talking about.
Spike: Oh, yeah. You're just friends.
Angel: That's right.
Spike: You're not friends. You'll never be friends. You'll be in love till it kills you both. You'll fight and you'll shag and you'll hate each other till it makes you quiver, but you'll never be friends. Love isn't brains, children, it's blood. Blood screaming inside you to work its will. I may be love's bitch, but at least I'm man enough to admit it.
House MD: Season 3, One day, One Room ( this convo.)
Dr. Gregory House: They're out there, doctors, lawyers postal workers some of them doing great some of them doing lousy. Are you going to base your whole life on who you got stuck in a room with?
Eve: I'm going to base this moment on who I'm stuck in a room with. It's what life is. It's a series of rooms and who we get stuck in those rooms with adds up to what our lives are.
** Life is hectic right now. I've been working like crazy, too many long days and it's wearing me thin a bit. It doesn't help that the days are boring because business is down. *shrugs*
** My Pop-pop isn't doing too hot. He's having stomach problems, which is a side effect of his bypass, but the doctors dont think they can go in and drain the fluid because he's weak and probably can't take another surgery.
They also left out the fact that the lower lobe in this right lung has deflated, and that's why his oxygen has been low. They gave us some lame ass excuse that they had to have the lung specialist give us the news. Uh NO. These doctors knew we were worrying because the oxygen levels in his body were only at 92-85 since he was relased from surgery. You don't leave info like that to yourself when you have 8 people waiting to hear what the problem is. You just don't. and with all the medicine they are putting into him, I wouldn't be suprised if they caused the problem. They assure us he'll make a full recovery, but I've heard that once before.
All this hospital does is bring back memories of my dad. ( to the new people on my flist, I lost my father in late April from lung cancer) The hallways look the same, the sounds of coughing and hacking are the same, the smell even.... all the same. It's really hard to visit my Pap when all I can think about is my dad and what he looked like in the last few hours of his life. And yeah, I was there, up until the last breath, holding his hand and watching his eyes dim and fade. But I'll tell you, I made sure he left with a smile on his face and let him know how proud I was and how much he was loved. The last thing he saw was me.
I guess what I'm trying to say is the doctors never told us my dad was dying. They assured us his levels were normal, and the results were good. They held off and gave us 8 hours of notice. 8 HOURS. That's it. I don't want to see that happen to my Pop-pop. At least my dad was at home for his final hours, my pop-pop would be in a cold room with white walls.
I just am so stressed out from this, and work, and bills...
** On a good note though, I'm getting my car back tomorrow morning, and the bills is only half of when he estimated. My Mechanic is such an awesome guy, really. He knows I know nothing about cars, and he knew he could have screwed me and I would have no idea. Still, he explained everything on the bill, cut the labor costs because I'm broke. So instead of the 300 dollar bill I was expecting, he is only charging me 195. What a relief.
Sorry I prattled on and on. Time for bed, it's another long day at work tomorrow. Night all!