Danger's my birthright.

Buffy ,'The Killer In Me'


Spike's Bitches 46: Don't I get a cookie?  

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sj - Mar 12, 2011 5:14:39 pm PST #17406 of 30000
"There are few hours in life more agreeable than the hour dedicated to the ceremony known as afternoon tea."

Someone is coming, someone will be there soon.

Yes, Trudy is right on this one I think. Continually reminding them of that has to be some comfort.


beekaytee - Mar 12, 2011 5:20:45 pm PST #17407 of 30000
Compassionately intolerant

When I worked with the birds at Seaworld, there was a vet whose full-time job was to insert titanium rods into the legs of flamingos. They are beautiful, but basically, architecturally wrong. One good run and it was curtains.

erin, back when I was a police dispatcher, I only had to deal with an onsite death once, and it was heartbreaking. A four year old who could not wake her mommy up.

Honestly, I don't think I could do your job now. bless you for caring enough to find the right words. I agree that reassuring the caller that someone is coming is the best, and in many cases, only thing you can do.


smonster - Mar 12, 2011 5:20:48 pm PST #17408 of 30000
We won’t stop until everyone is gay.

Yes, knowing someone is on the way.

How so awesome, cheese toast made with five-year aged cheddar? NOM.


Ginger - Mar 12, 2011 5:21:01 pm PST #17409 of 30000
"It didn't taste good. It tasted soooo horrible. It tasted like....a vodka martini." - Matilda

I think keeping them talking about what happened is also comforting, because it makes them feel they're doing something. Have you come up with a list of things you can ask to keep them talking, like "Did you hear anything?"


Steph L. - Mar 12, 2011 6:47:22 pm PST #17410 of 30000
this mess was yours / now your mess is mine

and Teppy, sounds like you and Tim are on your way. something will work out -- and I have a couple of ways mom might help. 1) is of course money for lawyer/space/place for son and the other is a home for son's dog. Getting the dog to Texas might be a relief for all involved if she is willing. It sounds like she care about her son.

She's been wanting him to move down there for a few years now. So knowing he has a place to live is very good. And she wants the dog there (although we've been assuming it'll be with him, not separate) -- she's a big pet lover and had a beloved rottie for years, including when she lived with Tim.

Tim's at a party right now that I wanted to go to -- despite my social anxiety, I needed to get out of the house, but this is day 2 of the migraine and it won't let up. I am hopped up on goofballs, you betcha. And home alone. Grumble.


billytea - Mar 12, 2011 7:05:49 pm PST #17411 of 30000
You were a wrong baby who grew up wrong. The wrong kind of wrong. It's better you hear it from a friend.

When I worked with the birds at Seaworld,

!!!

there was a vet whose full-time job was to insert titanium rods into the legs of flamingos. They are beautiful, but basically, architecturally wrong. One good run and it was curtains.

Their natural environment being a caustic lake of death may have something to do with that.


Shir - Mar 12, 2011 7:35:08 pm PST #17412 of 30000
"And that's why God Almighty gave us fire insurance and the public defender".

sj - I'm so, so sorry. ~mas and ~mas to you and the family.


Shir - Mar 12, 2011 7:40:43 pm PST #17413 of 30000
"And that's why God Almighty gave us fire insurance and the public defender".

smonster and Steph, I'm glad you were fed and taking care of.

Teppy, I am exactly like you in this regard

Same here. The whole "actually going to the other person and speak of my fears" is sometimes so terrifying that well, it's sometimes beyond me. So I was so glad to read Tim's reaction and thought. I'm so glad you have each other in all of this.

In more humane news, I just like to point out that I was awakened twice before the alarm clock this morning, and haven't killed anyone yet.


Typo Boy - Mar 12, 2011 7:53:46 pm PST #17414 of 30000
Calli: My people have a saying. A man who trusts can never be betrayed, only mistaken.Avon: Life expectancy among your people must be extremely short.

I just like to point out that I was awakened twice before the alarm clock this morning, and haven't killed anyone yet.

Letting the people who woke you live only means you have to kill them some other time when they wake you again.


Scrappy - Mar 12, 2011 8:12:54 pm PST #17415 of 30000
Life moves pretty fast. You don't stop and look around once in a while, you could miss it.

Went to the movies this evening and kinda loved Rango. The good movie high was ended when we got home and found that our dog had eaten my chair cushion. Bad Truman! Being a poodle, he is now heartbroken and fears that we Will Never Love Him Again.