Hmm
Okay. So friday had turned out pretty lame, until I went round a friends and played video games til like midnight or something. Just as we were finishing, I get a call from my mums boyfriend saying my nana is not feeling too good. Luckily, she was just literally over the road, so I go over there. First thing I noticed when I pulled up to her next door neighbours car was that somebody had written in the ice on his windows, perv and cunt. Very nice.
So in I go, and straight away I notice that my nana is speaking out of only the right side of her face and her speech was slurred. She was complaining that her chest was hurting where she has a pacemaker. She thought the wires might have moved. Problem is, she had also had a fall the week before, and hit her head. So, the ambulance comes out, checks a few things, and her blood pressure is very high. Had to take her to hospital so they could check her pacemaker properly.
My mum got there before the ambulance and decided she would go with my nana in the ambulance. I go out to de-ice the car next to mine only to discover that it had been written on in lipstick. Pain in the arse. Stood there 15 mins getting rid of it. The guy is like 82 -83, did not want him seeing that. I left after the ambulance but still got there before it did. I did not pass it, so it must have gone a stupid way. Mind you, my speedo was er broken...
Waiting outside the ambulance as they lower the ramp/door, I hear one of the crew asking if "you are ok now" or something, for my mum to answer...she had puked repeatedly in the back. While they were setting my nan up in a bed etc, I had to look after mum lol. Eventually, the blood pressure went down, they took an x-ray and saw nothing untoward, so they dismissed my nana. Got to bed at about 7am saturday. She was feeling fine after awhile.
Then saturday I went to Lincoln. Good time. I did perhaps drink a little too much. It is not very often that I drink, but when I do I tend to drink alot...as much as 3 or 4 others put together at times. I have just read spine of the world by R A Salvatore again. I have been fighting my own personal Errtu it would seem, in much the same way. I do have very good friends, and they have helped me. One helped sat night/sun morn. Drink helps for a little bit...I think kind words have lasted longer. I need to face these problems head on now.
Monday...Went to check on my nana. She tells me so much stuff she would never tell anybody else. I am her only grandson. My sister has not talked to her in over a year, but thats another matter. It would seem her mind is not there 100% of the time. She admits she gets muddled up to my mum, but tells me more specifics. She has a picture of my granddad in her room, and she lays there at night just thinking about him, and she worries too much too. I guess I do the same kinda. I do lay there, unable to sleep, thinking of my daughter, and everything I have missed and will miss. There are certain things that cannot be taken away though. I was there when she was born. Her first word was dada. It was me encouraging her when she took her first unaided steps, while her mother was in the same room, too busy on her laptop to really notice. That one really just came back to me lately.
I will stop here. I'm sure something crappy will happen later today so I will have something to post tomorrow. Well, there is the fact that I have totally lost my voice so am unable to call about jobs.