Jul 12, 2010 13:39
My father died. I was at the doc getting blood drawn for my annual STD test and my sister called. His coworkers found his body in the lab this morning. Don't know what happened, but the detective doesn't think it's foul play. The lab had just gotten a new machine and the detective says it's possible the compressor exploded. They're gonna do an autopsy. I guess part of me is thinking that it should be obvious whether it was exploding machinery or a heart acttack but whatever
I don't know what's going to happen. I've got a few more weeks here, but there's no way in hell I can do this. I'm at a friend's now, she came and picked me up, I've got my teddy bear and meds and laptop so I can stay here as long as I need to. I'm gonna email the people who take care of the intersn and say wat happened and they'll tell me. All I have left is the paper and poster so I might just be able to fly home, leave my stuff, and do it from there then get someone to go back to AL with me and get my stuff or fly down for me and rive the car back and pack my stuff.
Hoepfully I'll be home soon.
Fuck this year. Fuck this year so hard
Thank God for my friends down here. I'm staying with a friend. A woman came and sat with me outside the clinic and held my hand and hugged me and prayed with me until Denise could get me.