Bad News
Well the day just gets worse doesn’t it. Got some bad news tonight.
As some of you have probably noticed I’ve been on the phone lots tonight. Firstly I was chatting to Jo Jo checking up on how her hand/arm is. So I was chatting to her for a long time about an awful lot of stuff. Which was really nice. Haven’t had a proper physical natter with the Munchkin for a while.
Then seeing as I hadn’t had chance to do it because of an awful lot of things going down online I finally rang my friend Tracey who turned up at the reception in a wheelchair the other day. And I found out the whole story. She is paralysed in her lower half, probably permanently. She has two little kids and is more or less incapable of looking after them on her own now and she’s just split up from her husband because he has a coke problem and refuses to do anything about it. She’s incontinent and everything and I felt so bad for her. She hasn’t told hardly anyone about this yet and I only found out by accident cos I happened to be on that reception. And why did she come in? Because they were having to check her out as she now has something else. Thrombosis of her better leg. It’s absolute shite. Yep Tracey has been through self inflicted troubles too over the years, but she didn’t deserve this. She’s one of the most alive people I know, very much like Jo Jo in her love for the wilder things in life, and it breaks my heart to see this has happened. I’m going round to hers with a beer next week to cheer her up.
So anyway I went downstairs to tell my dad about Tracey as there’s nobody except me and him in tonight, and he told me that the son of some of our extended extended family if you like hung himself today. As yet we don’t know the reason and I didn’t really know the lad but shit it’s bad too. The step mum is the one who used to take me for driving lessons and she’s going through the mill obviously today. Makes me wish I could do something, but as usual I can’t.
And now I’ve just finished chatting to Michelle from Rochdale on the phone. Think we chatted for about an hour in total. About various things. Our jobs and how fucked up life is really. She asked me to ring her again tomorrow so I will do. Quite like chatting to the loon though god knows why. Lock me up quickly before I get out of hand lol. And now that lol feels inappropriate. Yes life is sad today.
As some of you have probably noticed I’ve been on the phone lots tonight. Firstly I was chatting to Jo Jo checking up on how her hand/arm is. So I was chatting to her for a long time about an awful lot of stuff. Which was really nice. Haven’t had a proper physical natter with the Munchkin for a while.
Then seeing as I hadn’t had chance to do it because of an awful lot of things going down online I finally rang my friend Tracey who turned up at the reception in a wheelchair the other day. And I found out the whole story. She is paralysed in her lower half, probably permanently. She has two little kids and is more or less incapable of looking after them on her own now and she’s just split up from her husband because he has a coke problem and refuses to do anything about it. She’s incontinent and everything and I felt so bad for her. She hasn’t told hardly anyone about this yet and I only found out by accident cos I happened to be on that reception. And why did she come in? Because they were having to check her out as she now has something else. Thrombosis of her better leg. It’s absolute shite. Yep Tracey has been through self inflicted troubles too over the years, but she didn’t deserve this. She’s one of the most alive people I know, very much like Jo Jo in her love for the wilder things in life, and it breaks my heart to see this has happened. I’m going round to hers with a beer next week to cheer her up.
So anyway I went downstairs to tell my dad about Tracey as there’s nobody except me and him in tonight, and he told me that the son of some of our extended extended family if you like hung himself today. As yet we don’t know the reason and I didn’t really know the lad but shit it’s bad too. The step mum is the one who used to take me for driving lessons and she’s going through the mill obviously today. Makes me wish I could do something, but as usual I can’t.
And now I’ve just finished chatting to Michelle from Rochdale on the phone. Think we chatted for about an hour in total. About various things. Our jobs and how fucked up life is really. She asked me to ring her again tomorrow so I will do. Quite like chatting to the loon though god knows why. Lock me up quickly before I get out of hand lol. And now that lol feels inappropriate. Yes life is sad today.