Thank you for leaving
Kurt's sister and her husband were here all last week due to their mom's sudden down turn in health. Don't get me wrong I'm glad they came and got to spend time with her. I'm also glad the Will came with her so she did not have to go through all of this alone.
Here is how the week played out.
They arrived on Saturday the 4th. Wally picked them up and took them straight to the hospice so they could spend some time alone with Vicki. We met them at Wally's condo around 4ish. When they got there Karin when to the guest room and came back a minute later and I noticed she was not wearing a bra (hard not to notice since she was projecting how cold she was). I figured she just took it off. I was shocked to see Will. The last time we saw them he weighed about 75 lbs more. He has since been diagnosed as diabectic and is on a carb restricted diet and has lost a ton of weight.
Sunday the 5th we get up, had breakfast and got ready to go see Vicki and meet the rest of the family. They both took a shower, I know this because I heard the water running twice. I got to meet Kurt's maternal grandmother, his aunts and his uncles. There were all very nice and couldn't be happier that we are having a baby. I also found out the Vicki was more excited about the baby than she let on. We all went to lunch at Ted's Montanta Grill (Good but not spectacular). As we were all taking photos I noticed that Karin was again letting us all know how cold she was and I was all "Holy crap, she's not wearing a bra. AGAIN!"
Monday thru Wednesday were pretty much the same. Karin and Will would go stay with Vicki at the hospice during the day and be home when I got home (crap). Tuesday she took her first down turn and slipped into a coma and fluid was building up in her lungs. Karin is a picky eater who didn't eat anything I made, Will has so many restrictions I just let him fend for himself with salads and Starkist pouches of chicken and tuna. They tortured my dog by talking to him in high-pitched, excited voices and couldn't figure out why he was so hyper. Still no bra.
Thursday about noon Kurt called and said Vicki's time was close and we needed to get there. We got there 5 minutes ahead of the priest who was able to give her the quick, quick version of her last rights. About 10 minutes later she had passed. After we had said our goodbyes we moved outside to wait for the funeral home to come and pick her up. While we were outside Wally suggested that Will take off his sweater since it was such an unseasonably warm day. Somehow I got caught down wind from him and realized he may not have taken a shower since Sunday nor was he using deodorant.
After all our business was taken care of with the hospice and Vicki was in good and caring hands we all went back to Wally's to drop off the car Karin and Will were using and we all rode back to our house in Kurt's car. So here we all are in the car with the windows up and Kurt says "What smells bad, I don't know what that is but it is not nice". Thankfully I had taken a vase of flowers (roses and alstromeria) that had been in Vicki's room so I covered with "it's probably the alstromeria they don't smell so good. I'll roll down the window." If we had been any where else I would have kicked him under the table. Kurt dropped us off and had to go back to his office to pick up his briefcase but before he left I explained to him that the smell was not the alstromeria but Will.
That evening Karin and Will treated us to a lovely dinner at Bocca di Beppo (family style Italian) and Kurt had to sit across from Will the entire evening.
Friday morning we put them on the MARTA nice and early so they could catch their 9:30 flight back to Philly. The first thing I did when we got home was strip the guest bed and get the sheets washed. The guest room smelled so bad I Fabreezed everything and it still smelled. I had to go buy an Airwick to get rid of it. I'm going to have to have the carpet in that room cleaned bafore we can start decorating. The sofa where he sat all week also smells.
Like I said, I'm glad they came but I even more glad they left. At least now I don't have to see them again for about a year.
Here is how the week played out.
They arrived on Saturday the 4th. Wally picked them up and took them straight to the hospice so they could spend some time alone with Vicki. We met them at Wally's condo around 4ish. When they got there Karin when to the guest room and came back a minute later and I noticed she was not wearing a bra (hard not to notice since she was projecting how cold she was). I figured she just took it off. I was shocked to see Will. The last time we saw them he weighed about 75 lbs more. He has since been diagnosed as diabectic and is on a carb restricted diet and has lost a ton of weight.
Sunday the 5th we get up, had breakfast and got ready to go see Vicki and meet the rest of the family. They both took a shower, I know this because I heard the water running twice. I got to meet Kurt's maternal grandmother, his aunts and his uncles. There were all very nice and couldn't be happier that we are having a baby. I also found out the Vicki was more excited about the baby than she let on. We all went to lunch at Ted's Montanta Grill (Good but not spectacular). As we were all taking photos I noticed that Karin was again letting us all know how cold she was and I was all "Holy crap, she's not wearing a bra. AGAIN!"
Monday thru Wednesday were pretty much the same. Karin and Will would go stay with Vicki at the hospice during the day and be home when I got home (crap). Tuesday she took her first down turn and slipped into a coma and fluid was building up in her lungs. Karin is a picky eater who didn't eat anything I made, Will has so many restrictions I just let him fend for himself with salads and Starkist pouches of chicken and tuna. They tortured my dog by talking to him in high-pitched, excited voices and couldn't figure out why he was so hyper. Still no bra.
Thursday about noon Kurt called and said Vicki's time was close and we needed to get there. We got there 5 minutes ahead of the priest who was able to give her the quick, quick version of her last rights. About 10 minutes later she had passed. After we had said our goodbyes we moved outside to wait for the funeral home to come and pick her up. While we were outside Wally suggested that Will take off his sweater since it was such an unseasonably warm day. Somehow I got caught down wind from him and realized he may not have taken a shower since Sunday nor was he using deodorant.
After all our business was taken care of with the hospice and Vicki was in good and caring hands we all went back to Wally's to drop off the car Karin and Will were using and we all rode back to our house in Kurt's car. So here we all are in the car with the windows up and Kurt says "What smells bad, I don't know what that is but it is not nice". Thankfully I had taken a vase of flowers (roses and alstromeria) that had been in Vicki's room so I covered with "it's probably the alstromeria they don't smell so good. I'll roll down the window." If we had been any where else I would have kicked him under the table. Kurt dropped us off and had to go back to his office to pick up his briefcase but before he left I explained to him that the smell was not the alstromeria but Will.
That evening Karin and Will treated us to a lovely dinner at Bocca di Beppo (family style Italian) and Kurt had to sit across from Will the entire evening.
Friday morning we put them on the MARTA nice and early so they could catch their 9:30 flight back to Philly. The first thing I did when we got home was strip the guest bed and get the sheets washed. The guest room smelled so bad I Fabreezed everything and it still smelled. I had to go buy an Airwick to get rid of it. I'm going to have to have the carpet in that room cleaned bafore we can start decorating. The sofa where he sat all week also smells.
Like I said, I'm glad they came but I even more glad they left. At least now I don't have to see them again for about a year.