I'll fourth Fay looking fabulous and will second purples and pinks TOTALLY being your colors.
Spike's Bitches 42: Which question do you want me to answer first?
[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risqué (and frisqué), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.
I'm fifthing and thirding GG. Fay is luminously beautiful.
I wish we could stop time and spirit Sean off so he could have some time for himself, but not feel guilty about leaving S. The whole situation is really heartbreaking. Sean, please take care.
::pointing to Sophia's wishes for Sean::
S was worse today. Not physically, but mentally. More locked into the hallucinatory world. It's tearing me up to have to watch all this. To know that she's lost in her own head. I just want to make it all stop and bring her back to reality, but I'm just so fucking helpless to do anything. And I'm all fucked up about leaving her there all alone in that horrible room so much of the time.
I've spent much of the last two days sobbing uncontrollably.
And I'm all tucked up about leaving her there all alone in that horrible room so much of the time.
Yeah, but I'm not sure you're helping her much if she's hallucinating that much. I'm not saying ditch her, but it's probably costing you more than it's helping her to be there so much. Be there when she's coherent and coming out of the infection. Because...
I've spent much of the last two days sobbing uncontrollably.
You're just making yourself suffer right now.
Oh, man, Sean. That is so tough. I can't even imagine, really. Geez. But, really, what CAN you do? And, is there, like, anyone you can talk to about this??? I mean, a hospital social worker or anyone? Emergency therapist? Eesh.
And hugs to Shir too. Eeep.
And now I feel like coming in and posting about the ridiculous drama and entertainment and OMG makingout and lesbolicious loucheness of my Saturday night out would perhaps be in poor taste. Er. But let's just say there was quite a bit of dancing, making out (um. I kissed obviously my N, who I've been with for weeks now. I kissed the girl who I'd gone on the coffee date earlier in the day with, who showed up there and proceeded to appear to have had a much better time at coffee than I'd thought. And I made out with J for half a second, after I demanded that J repeat makign out with N, because I missed seeing that while I was making out with Coffee Girl. Ahem.) Anyway. It was an interesting evening.
We'll see how it all turns out.
::snuggles the Sean::
There's no easy options here, Baby. Even in a clear-cut relationship (such as, dude, my MOM) sometimes you need to back off and give yourself some breath during a long illness with no end in sight. Sometimes that's harder than being there. Just keep your head above water.
What Hec said. If she doesn't really know you're there, it's not helping to witness everything. When she's back to herself, she may take comfort knowing you didn't see everything. Our love keeps us at their sides, but their love wants to spare us as well.
{{{{{Sean}}}}
If she doesn't really know you're there, it's not helping to witness everything. When she's back to herself, she may take comfort knowing you didn't see everything. Our love keeps us at their sides, but their love wants to spare us as well.
This. So much this. I know that S. would not want you to be suffering like this, Sean. If she knew you were there, that would be one thing, but like Hec said:
You're just making yourself suffer right now.
You can call and check in with the nurse to see if she's having a lucid period and visit her then, but I don't see what sitting next to her and watching her go through this is doing for either of you right now.
{{{{{Sean}}}}}
Honey, I think you need at least 24 hours away right now. Time to sleep, play dumb video games, read a book, or walk by the ocean. Time to give your heart a break and regain a little strength.