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Saturday I was in a fog. Spending an entire day telling people their friend is dead is not okay with me. Mark came over and we just laid around. Ended up watching some Dexter. I fell asleep around midnight, thank god. Got over 12 hours of sleep, it was glorious. Mark and I watched some football, ran to the bank, then diddy came over...not good, he just looked so out of it, really really sad. Mark left. Diddy left. I got ready for work.
Work was ok. It was nice to not have to think about things other then work itself. Good patients too. I worked Monday and Tuesday also....good patients all three days and worked with good people. Twice on tuesday people (from maumee) from work pulled me aside because they had heard about henry....no bueno.
Wednesday I had class from 830-1030...its for the stupid assessment class, its just busy work and its outrageously detailed. Then i came home and slept. Woke up, got ready and mom rosie and i headed to the funeral home. I didnt cry...not a single tear. Henry looked fantastic in his OSU hoodie with his scrabble and hershey kisses. Joe was great, making sure he saw everyone and doing his business professional talk he does so well. Saw a lot of people i needed to see, i felt a lot better. Truly heart breaking. I was there for 3 hours, diddy begged me to stay with him so I did. Saying goodbye to henry was horrendous. I kissed my hand and put it on his forehead because I didnt know what else to do, I looked up and Cait was standing next to me crying, i cannot describe the pain in my chest. When diddy and I were driving home they were changing the Indoor sign to say "Maumee loves Henry Coyle. Henry's name in lights <3.
Got home and was talking to Mark. Asked if we were going to see each other Thursday and he said something about having to study...I wasnt happy but understood. He called back to say he got his studying done and could probably hang out...I mentioned if people were getting together I would want to be with them...he got pissed and hung up. I text him "thanks for hanging up on me" he text back "?". He then called and said his phone died in walmart and he didnt hang up...holy moses if your going to lie at least try to be smart about it. So i called him out on it, there was no way he could get out of it. I hung up. About 30 minutes later there is a knock on the door....hunny drove all the way over just to apologize, managing to blow a tire in the process. Words were had...mostly me calling him stupid. I then made it apparently clear that I will not tolerate lies "your strikes are running out hunny"....i think that helped him realize i am not fucking around, ive been dealing with liars for nearly 9 years now...its not gunna happen anymore.
thursday was the funeral. Curt came over. We picked up megan and dave. Dropped the car off at the indoor. Then to the church with shay and mom. Our friends took up a solid two pews. I was fine until they brought the casket in...then i saw joe and i lost it. 5 days of much needed crying decided to pour out of me. then i saw the boys walk in...and i though i was going to pass out. Jason was a fucking wreck, colin not much better, diddy didnt even seem like he was functioning. I wanted nothing more then to be sitting between colin and jason because i needed to comfort...but i wasnt and thats ok too. I couldnt stop shaking and sobbing and terrible terrible terrible. Hearing the boys behind me didnt help. Shannon was a wreck as well. Cait and Mrs. Coyle read from the bible. The pastor was really great. Then communion....i nearly peed myself laughing...jason apparently thought it was an effing buffet. We were all laughing...not appropriate by any means but it was so damn funny. But then joe, mr. coyle and henry's uncle read their eulogies. I sobbed some more. Then the pastor was saying the final words and preparing the casket/henry for burial....I thought i was going to absolutely lose it. Then we all went to the Indoor...it was nice seeing everyone, laughing and socializing and hold 5 day old babies. Lots of people there. It was a really good idea to have it there, well done Coyle family.
Then i went and picked up mark. Cried when i passed the drive-in because Henry is the reason i fell in love with the place. Mark was drunk from exhaustion. Took him back to my place. We attempted to watch MoulinRouge but it was scratched so we just slept. Woke up at 10. Met everyone out at the OT. It was good seeing everyone, I had missed them. I only teared up once. Had a pretty good time. Back to my place and we passed out.
Woke up at 830 because im retarded. We sat with mom for a bit. He left for school. I took mom to her doctor appt and ran to lourdes while she waited. Then her appt...dr. hazimah cracks me up. For the next couple weeks i have to check mom's blood pressure. She is getting braces monday and knee surgery wednesday...thats gunne be great...NOT! Then back home. Hunny came back over. He is wonderful and bought me a new copy of MoulinRouge because he knew I was upset the other one wasnt working. We ran to miejer so he could get he vegetarian food. We ate then watched the rest of MR with mom. Then nap. He had to leave at 7 for work. I slept til 10. Got up. Got ready. Went to Wesley's...a bunch of underaged mexican trashy girls were there...not ok. I made the executive decision for everyone to go to TheAttic...everyone met me there. Good times. I had fun. I love my boys <3....we are a family, end of story. Back to parkwood. Just sat on the couch drinking my beers and smoking my smokes and hanging out with my hunnies...goooood night. Christopher called me sobbing, we talked about Henry....i got off the phone and cried. Then mark got there and things were better. We went back to his place...after our food and beer run to walmart. Up until 10 am drinking and having ourselves a good ole time.
Woke up this morning miserable. Headache and puking. Hunny took me to my car and I drove home. He is at work now. I am recovering.
Took a pregnancy test yesterday, I thought mark was going to crap himself...it was almost funny. It was negative. Amen. Going off birth controls has me all fucked up.
La la la la la. I am happy but my mother is driving me crazy.
Work was ok. It was nice to not have to think about things other then work itself. Good patients too. I worked Monday and Tuesday also....good patients all three days and worked with good people. Twice on tuesday people (from maumee) from work pulled me aside because they had heard about henry....no bueno.
Wednesday I had class from 830-1030...its for the stupid assessment class, its just busy work and its outrageously detailed. Then i came home and slept. Woke up, got ready and mom rosie and i headed to the funeral home. I didnt cry...not a single tear. Henry looked fantastic in his OSU hoodie with his scrabble and hershey kisses. Joe was great, making sure he saw everyone and doing his business professional talk he does so well. Saw a lot of people i needed to see, i felt a lot better. Truly heart breaking. I was there for 3 hours, diddy begged me to stay with him so I did. Saying goodbye to henry was horrendous. I kissed my hand and put it on his forehead because I didnt know what else to do, I looked up and Cait was standing next to me crying, i cannot describe the pain in my chest. When diddy and I were driving home they were changing the Indoor sign to say "Maumee loves Henry Coyle. Henry's name in lights <3.
Got home and was talking to Mark. Asked if we were going to see each other Thursday and he said something about having to study...I wasnt happy but understood. He called back to say he got his studying done and could probably hang out...I mentioned if people were getting together I would want to be with them...he got pissed and hung up. I text him "thanks for hanging up on me" he text back "?". He then called and said his phone died in walmart and he didnt hang up...holy moses if your going to lie at least try to be smart about it. So i called him out on it, there was no way he could get out of it. I hung up. About 30 minutes later there is a knock on the door....hunny drove all the way over just to apologize, managing to blow a tire in the process. Words were had...mostly me calling him stupid. I then made it apparently clear that I will not tolerate lies "your strikes are running out hunny"....i think that helped him realize i am not fucking around, ive been dealing with liars for nearly 9 years now...its not gunna happen anymore.
thursday was the funeral. Curt came over. We picked up megan and dave. Dropped the car off at the indoor. Then to the church with shay and mom. Our friends took up a solid two pews. I was fine until they brought the casket in...then i saw joe and i lost it. 5 days of much needed crying decided to pour out of me. then i saw the boys walk in...and i though i was going to pass out. Jason was a fucking wreck, colin not much better, diddy didnt even seem like he was functioning. I wanted nothing more then to be sitting between colin and jason because i needed to comfort...but i wasnt and thats ok too. I couldnt stop shaking and sobbing and terrible terrible terrible. Hearing the boys behind me didnt help. Shannon was a wreck as well. Cait and Mrs. Coyle read from the bible. The pastor was really great. Then communion....i nearly peed myself laughing...jason apparently thought it was an effing buffet. We were all laughing...not appropriate by any means but it was so damn funny. But then joe, mr. coyle and henry's uncle read their eulogies. I sobbed some more. Then the pastor was saying the final words and preparing the casket/henry for burial....I thought i was going to absolutely lose it. Then we all went to the Indoor...it was nice seeing everyone, laughing and socializing and hold 5 day old babies. Lots of people there. It was a really good idea to have it there, well done Coyle family.
Then i went and picked up mark. Cried when i passed the drive-in because Henry is the reason i fell in love with the place. Mark was drunk from exhaustion. Took him back to my place. We attempted to watch MoulinRouge but it was scratched so we just slept. Woke up at 10. Met everyone out at the OT. It was good seeing everyone, I had missed them. I only teared up once. Had a pretty good time. Back to my place and we passed out.
Woke up at 830 because im retarded. We sat with mom for a bit. He left for school. I took mom to her doctor appt and ran to lourdes while she waited. Then her appt...dr. hazimah cracks me up. For the next couple weeks i have to check mom's blood pressure. She is getting braces monday and knee surgery wednesday...thats gunne be great...NOT! Then back home. Hunny came back over. He is wonderful and bought me a new copy of MoulinRouge because he knew I was upset the other one wasnt working. We ran to miejer so he could get he vegetarian food. We ate then watched the rest of MR with mom. Then nap. He had to leave at 7 for work. I slept til 10. Got up. Got ready. Went to Wesley's...a bunch of underaged mexican trashy girls were there...not ok. I made the executive decision for everyone to go to TheAttic...everyone met me there. Good times. I had fun. I love my boys <3....we are a family, end of story. Back to parkwood. Just sat on the couch drinking my beers and smoking my smokes and hanging out with my hunnies...goooood night. Christopher called me sobbing, we talked about Henry....i got off the phone and cried. Then mark got there and things were better. We went back to his place...after our food and beer run to walmart. Up until 10 am drinking and having ourselves a good ole time.
Woke up this morning miserable. Headache and puking. Hunny took me to my car and I drove home. He is at work now. I am recovering.
Took a pregnancy test yesterday, I thought mark was going to crap himself...it was almost funny. It was negative. Amen. Going off birth controls has me all fucked up.
La la la la la. I am happy but my mother is driving me crazy.