Q is for Queer
oh mighty joseph this trip to seattle was a long one. i had a lot of fun but also had a few times of pain.
thursday afternoon we had all gotten packed into the hotel and mary ran off with a freind never to be seen again, until late saturday night. anyways then i went to my doctor to see if i could go off my IVIG (my treatment) and i can because i am CURED!! holy hell it feels good to say that to people!! im not sick anymore!! YAY!! right after my appointment i skipped down to second st. and meet up with ms emma. so nice to see her, it's been like 4 months. we caught a bus to her apartment in ballard, went out to dinner, i threw it up, then we went to capitol hill for a bit and back to my hotel. it really was a close to perfect day.
friday morning grandma had her surgery. I couldn’t sit in the waiting room that long so i found one of those ‘stranger’ or ‘sinner’ magazines and looked up some stuff to do. I spotted a play that looked like fun, “meathook: a mellow drama.” a musical about serial killer movies, i really would have enjoyed it. My aunt ruth said we should go look for the theater since it wasn’t to far away, 429 n boren. But we didn’t notice we were close to south boren and the theater was 3 ½ miles away. When we did figure it out we just trotted back to the hospital just in time to see grandma getting out of surgery. That night was a little boring, ate dinner in the cafeteria, knitted, and watched tv.
BUT at dinner my aunt joyce brought up “will & grace” she was like “I think the character will is a homosexual” and then her voice got all evil “what a waste of a human being that is.” damn that hurt me.
Saturday was aunty ruth’s 73rd birthday so we (her and i) hiked down to the pike street market and wondered around for two or three hours. it was really nice. we ate lunch at a really wonderful teriyaki place. My dad suddenly appeared when we got back. He was lonely at the house all by himself so he came over to be with us. After seeing grandma again we all got do-dided up and packed ourselves in my car and dad drove us down to the piers. We parked and went to a nice birthday dinner for aunty ruth. When we got back to the hotel I talked to chris on the phone a bit, scary. i tripped over my sisters bag when I stepped out of the bathroom and caught my finger nail on something that nearly pulled it off!!! the pain was so bad I threw up a few times. It was up till midnight before I could sleep and my dads snoring woke me at 2am and I stayed up till 9 when I finally passed out for a few hours. at 10 dad woke me up “larry get your stuff together we are leaving” I hurried up and ran over to the hospital to say goodbye to grandma, she really was looking so much better today then the day before. Ran back to the hotel and climbed into mom’s van and passed out again.
Stopped in cle elum for lunch. Had a blt, salad, and a small vanilla ice cream cone. Threw it up as soon as I got to the van. luckily I got pictures.
Oh gosh so I suppose that’s it.
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pictures put into their own post
thursday afternoon we had all gotten packed into the hotel and mary ran off with a freind never to be seen again, until late saturday night. anyways then i went to my doctor to see if i could go off my IVIG (my treatment) and i can because i am CURED!! holy hell it feels good to say that to people!! im not sick anymore!! YAY!! right after my appointment i skipped down to second st. and meet up with ms emma. so nice to see her, it's been like 4 months. we caught a bus to her apartment in ballard, went out to dinner, i threw it up, then we went to capitol hill for a bit and back to my hotel. it really was a close to perfect day.
friday morning grandma had her surgery. I couldn’t sit in the waiting room that long so i found one of those ‘stranger’ or ‘sinner’ magazines and looked up some stuff to do. I spotted a play that looked like fun, “meathook: a mellow drama.” a musical about serial killer movies, i really would have enjoyed it. My aunt ruth said we should go look for the theater since it wasn’t to far away, 429 n boren. But we didn’t notice we were close to south boren and the theater was 3 ½ miles away. When we did figure it out we just trotted back to the hospital just in time to see grandma getting out of surgery. That night was a little boring, ate dinner in the cafeteria, knitted, and watched tv.
BUT at dinner my aunt joyce brought up “will & grace” she was like “I think the character will is a homosexual” and then her voice got all evil “what a waste of a human being that is.” damn that hurt me.
Saturday was aunty ruth’s 73rd birthday so we (her and i) hiked down to the pike street market and wondered around for two or three hours. it was really nice. we ate lunch at a really wonderful teriyaki place. My dad suddenly appeared when we got back. He was lonely at the house all by himself so he came over to be with us. After seeing grandma again we all got do-dided up and packed ourselves in my car and dad drove us down to the piers. We parked and went to a nice birthday dinner for aunty ruth. When we got back to the hotel I talked to chris on the phone a bit, scary. i tripped over my sisters bag when I stepped out of the bathroom and caught my finger nail on something that nearly pulled it off!!! the pain was so bad I threw up a few times. It was up till midnight before I could sleep and my dads snoring woke me at 2am and I stayed up till 9 when I finally passed out for a few hours. at 10 dad woke me up “larry get your stuff together we are leaving” I hurried up and ran over to the hospital to say goodbye to grandma, she really was looking so much better today then the day before. Ran back to the hotel and climbed into mom’s van and passed out again.
Stopped in cle elum for lunch. Had a blt, salad, and a small vanilla ice cream cone. Threw it up as soon as I got to the van. luckily I got pictures.
Oh gosh so I suppose that’s it.
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pictures put into their own post