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so, it's been like, a year since i last posted...
still working, only now i work for admitting in a new shiny building that does day surgeries. it's nice, i get to park in that building's garage.
but... my dad died friday. he's in the ground now. :( i keep bursting into tears. it's really embarassing and i can't help it.
it really sucked. he was in the hospital (for pneumonia?) and seemed like he was getting over it, but he'd had another stroke i guess (he'd just gotten out on the 23rd after one and had to go back the 28th) and couldn't swallow so they were talking about feeding tubes and nursing homes and shit he didn't want to do. i was sitting with him friday night after i got off work and puttering around on the internet, just chilling with him... and he just kind of slumped forward and by the time i realized it a second later the nurses were running in with the crash cart and they even tried to get him back a little even though he had dnr orders that i only found out about two days before and i told them to sort of try but not to intubate him and i think he was pretty much gone when he slumped over anyway. i was there with him all alone for like an hour while the rest of my family took their sweet fucking time getting there.
the funeral really made me hate my dad's family (i really only like my granny and my uncle who's always been into heavy metal ><;) so hard. my aunt and her daughter are the two cuntiest cunts that ever cunted. my cousin had the gall to leave me a nasty voicemail about not "taking care of my dad" the second to last time he was in the hospital and had the nerve to give me a hug and say that it was good for me to be there "but you could have been there more" when they came to get dad's stuff from the hospital and tell the funeral home.
i'm losing my train of thought...
still working, only now i work for admitting in a new shiny building that does day surgeries. it's nice, i get to park in that building's garage.
but... my dad died friday. he's in the ground now. :( i keep bursting into tears. it's really embarassing and i can't help it.
it really sucked. he was in the hospital (for pneumonia?) and seemed like he was getting over it, but he'd had another stroke i guess (he'd just gotten out on the 23rd after one and had to go back the 28th) and couldn't swallow so they were talking about feeding tubes and nursing homes and shit he didn't want to do. i was sitting with him friday night after i got off work and puttering around on the internet, just chilling with him... and he just kind of slumped forward and by the time i realized it a second later the nurses were running in with the crash cart and they even tried to get him back a little even though he had dnr orders that i only found out about two days before and i told them to sort of try but not to intubate him and i think he was pretty much gone when he slumped over anyway. i was there with him all alone for like an hour while the rest of my family took their sweet fucking time getting there.
the funeral really made me hate my dad's family (i really only like my granny and my uncle who's always been into heavy metal ><;) so hard. my aunt and her daughter are the two cuntiest cunts that ever cunted. my cousin had the gall to leave me a nasty voicemail about not "taking care of my dad" the second to last time he was in the hospital and had the nerve to give me a hug and say that it was good for me to be there "but you could have been there more" when they came to get dad's stuff from the hospital and tell the funeral home.
i'm losing my train of thought...