Proof that the universe has a sense of humor: the first song that came up on shuffle on my iPod? Lyle Lovett. "That's Right (You're Not From Texas)."
May Tim's soon pop up "All my Ex-s Live in Texas" (with their sons)
Well, the Lyle Lovett song? Goes "That's right; you're not from Texas, but Texas wants you anyway."
IT BETTER FUCKING WANT HIM.
Steph, I hope that all of this gets resolved soon.
Maria, much ~ma to your uncle, your father, you and all your family.
Marie my best to your family. I'm sorry
Oh, Maria. I wish it had been better news.
Ack, I didn't mean to x-post over Maria's news. My thoughts and prayers are with your family, especially your uncle and your dad, and YOU.
I'm just kind of numb. I'm almost paralyzed by the thought of losing him, and then I feel silly because I should be stronger than that. I've been weepy at the most inopportune times and I'm creating excuses in my head why I can't go see him. I just don't want to watch him deteriorate. I want to remember him as he was before this.
And that sucks. I'm better than that, and I'm no coward. I feel like shit for even entertaining these thoughts.
Oh Maria, please don't be so hard on yourself. There aren't any "shoulds" when it comes to grieving. Everyone grieves in her own way.
I just don't want to watch him deteriorate. I want to remember him as he was before this.
If it's any help at all, after watching my mother's deterioration for years, I still remember her the way she was before she got sick. It hurts like hell, no lie, but if you see him now, you'll still remember his whole life. I'm so sorry for your uncle, and sorry you and your family have to go through this.
Teppy, you're holding it together like a *champ*, you really are. And you're nice enough to put pillows on the sofa for him! Soon he will be gone, and his little dog, too.