I Wore The Time Like A Dress That Year

Jul 13, 2006 06:10

Updates:

My mom came home from the hospital on Saturday. My neice was born last Wednesday. My family dog Samantha is getting put to sleep and cremated today. Ben's boss is a douchebag. I get to go home Sunday.

I miss my friends dammit!

And my own bed, I've been at my mom's all week as her "caregiver" til her boyfriend gets home from Colorado (Sunday).

Sam can't hardly walk, she keeps falling down, whining constantly cos her tumors are all swollen. And she's pretty much completely blind and out of it. My mom cried this morning, talking about how she doesn't want to "kill" her friend. Its just one thing right after another. I think this has officially been the SHITTIEST two weeks EVER.

I'm so fucking tired on top of it all, even though I've managed to get some sleep, its been really disturbed and choppy, and not at all restful.

I'm gonna miss Sammy, everytime I look at her I keep thinking, "You're never gonna tapdance across the floor anymore after today." or whatever it is she happens to be doing. Its so sad. We've had her since I was in the fourth grade. She's my mom's one constant companion too, so I can only imagine how hard it is on her. I think Sam just kinda gave up when she seen my mom get taken away in the ambulance, I don't think she thought she'd ever see her again so she just let herself go.

How come everything has to happen all at once? It's waaaaay too overwhelming and I think I'm a fraction of a centimeter away from a complete emotional/mental breakdown. It'll only be the third one in less than a year.... yay.
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