I am so very loopy from sinus/allergy drugs...
Congrats, Pix! We're proud of you too!
Elderly care, man. One of my BFFs has basically given up her life in NY to move back to Louisiana to take care of her elderly grandparents for the past year and a half, she has changed diapers, administered medication, hired nurses, been at their sides etc. And she was, well not happy, but willing to do it because they raised her (her mom is the flakiest flake to ever flake, like married a hobo-with a hobo name even!-flake). Now her grandfather has died, she has had to move her grandmother into a home as there's no more money for in-home care. She'd been staying at her grandparents while she cared for them, but now that they're dead and out of the house, her aunt wants her thrown out so they can sell it to recoup the medical expenses. One aunt is sticking up for my friend, but every other day or so, something else is turned off.
It's just horrible, everyone wants to have a say about what should be done for them, but only 1 person actually put her life on hold to do it, and now she's getting no leeway to start her life again.
Sorry for the essay, I've just been getting messages from her about how horribly depressed she is about the whole thing, and I feel helpless to do anything for her.
I'm thinking when I get old that I'm going to volunteer to get set adrift on an ice floe in the Arctic--if there still are any!--and let the polar bears deal with it. Or maybe just stroll off into the desert.
now that they're dead and out of the house, her aunt wants her thrown out so they can sell it to recoup the medical expenses
Oh, for pete's sake. I hate people.
I feel bad for your friend, DJ. Family can be so fucked up when it comes to money.
Thanks. I do too, I just have no idea what to do but let her vent and then tell her I love her. What I'd like to do is...something not very nice to her aunt.
It wouldn't have been so bad had there been anyone else willing and able to step up, so that she could either just fly home as needed or have a regular job while back home so that she could save up for what would come after.
She could barely drive the 2 1/2 hours over here to Dallas for a Dr.'s appointment.
That being said, Suela, I wish you luck and wisdom in dealing with your parents.
Ugh, and WTF, Daisy. I think just loving your friend is all you can do, but you can do the hell out of that.
Completely trivially, my hair is like a giant lint brush. I can't make it to lunch time without collecting fluff. Also, some of it curls, and some of it sticks straight out. I really need to stop being avoidant about getting this crap shorn.
do you have a lot of static in your hair? maybe that's just it.
It doesn't do anything to generate static on its own, and I'm not charged. It's stupid.
Details on the coming apocalypse:
Self-proclaimed Prophet Spawns Apocalypse Movement
Save the date: May 21, 2011.
If preacher Harold Camping is right, that's the exact date Jesus will return and the righteous will fly up to heaven, leaving behind only their clothes.
That will be followed by five months of fire, brimstone and plagues, with millions of people dying each day and corpses piling in the streets. Finally, on Oct. 21, the world ends exactly as the Book of Revelation says it will -- with a bottomless pit, a lake of fire and, at last, a new heaven and new earth.
So let's see--I'll need good boots for climbing over piles of corpses, climbing gear for getting out of the bottomless pit, and fireproof clothes.
His followers, in turn, are trusting Camping. Allison Warden, a 29-year-old office manager in Raleigh, N.C., runs a website, WeCanKnow.com, dedicated to spreading news of Camping's predictions. But what if he is wrong?
"It is a fair enough question," she said. "But the fact that it is in Scripture is why you can say it with such a degree of certainty. It's one of those things where you have to trust God."
Okey-dokey then.
I wish I was on this flight: [link]
Had G over to see the kitties and then went and sat up on their porch to hear her dad's crazy hospital stay stories.
