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Dear self


STOP reading Season 7 spoilers.  You know it makes you all stabbity.
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I lost it tonight.  I started tearing up in my class then when I got out to my car, I just started bawling.  I've only got 2 more weeks of school left.  I don't know how much more I can give.  Gonna do my best, but I'm falling further behind.  Oh well. Such is life.

Then I got home and found this on Tumblr and LOLed mightily.

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Just saw last night's SPN

Rant ahoy )
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I usually keep this journal free from major rants and such, but I really can't handle this anymore.  We just had 2 more police officers shot here in Western Washington.  Both are critical and one was airlifted to Harborview Hospital.  We lost one officer on Halloween and 4 on November 29th.  I have no idea what is going on.  I am tired of it.  I've not had bad experiences with the police here and have met some very nice officers when I had my old Honda stolen or when I needed help with a stalled car on the freeway.  I know others in different walks of life have different views, but I believe that these people put their lives on the line for us.  I hate this rash of killing.  The two shot tonight are in hospitals, so I am praying that they make it.  This just pisses me off.

D'oh!

Nov. 15th, 2007 07:56 am
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 Last night, I got a call from my Mom's friend.  My Mom went to the hospital with shortness of breath.  She has been admitted in the hospital until who knows.  Not only is her breathing labored, she has sores on her legs.  Apparently, the doctors think it's gangrene.  My Mom was told that she knew about the sores, but was scraping them off to hide them from her GP.

Oy

She's been in and out of the hospital for pretty much 2-3 years now.  But the times that she goes in are getting more frequent.  I know she's dying.  It's hard because she's only 61.  I've spoken to some support groups, but I don't get much out of it, because most of the people there are in their 40s-50s and have much older parents.  My Mom is still relatively young.  Her congestive heart failure is getting worse, the fluid around her heart has not gone away with medication and she's still not telling her doctors what symtoms she has.  In fact, last night her neighbor called 911 because my Mom was in distress, but didn't believe that it was serious.

Then I get in to work this morning.  I hired a new employee yesterday and went through orientation with him.  I explained how our company works.  He was to work at 6pm last night.  Starting at 6:53 pm last night, he left me four voice mails until 11 pm stating that he was quitting and that somehow I lied to him on what his work would be.  Each voice mail got a little more loud and more crazy.  Gee- I can't wait for him to call me to yell at me over the phone.  
Dude- just let it go.  You didn't understand the work requirements.  Move on.

I don't get many vacations.  The last real vacation I took was to Australia in Oct 05.  So for those who I will see at P3 in January- I might spend all my time laughing, flirting and drinking, but I'm just letting off steam.  I'm not normally like that, but when I vacation- I VACATION!

Hee.
I'm keeping my head up.  I know that there is only so much that I can do.  I don't feel guilty for my Mom's condition (As much as she would like me to) and I'm just trying to prepare myself for her death.  I just sorta wish my brother was involved to help me out.  He's in the Air Force and I haven't heard from him in a while.  I wonder if he's involved in deep space telemetry......

D'oh!

Nov. 15th, 2007 07:56 am
mercury973: (Umbrella)
 Last night, I got a call from my Mom's friend.  My Mom went to the hospital with shortness of breath.  She has been admitted in the hospital until who knows.  Not only is her breathing labored, she has sores on her legs.  Apparently, the doctors think it's gangrene.  My Mom was told that she knew about the sores, but was scraping them off to hide them from her GP.

Oy

She's been in and out of the hospital for pretty much 2-3 years now.  But the times that she goes in are getting more frequent.  I know she's dying.  It's hard because she's only 61.  I've spoken to some support groups, but I don't get much out of it, because most of the people there are in their 40s-50s and have much older parents.  My Mom is still relatively young.  Her congestive heart failure is getting worse, the fluid around her heart has not gone away with medication and she's still not telling her doctors what symtoms she has.  In fact, last night her neighbor called 911 because my Mom was in distress, but didn't believe that it was serious.

Then I get in to work this morning.  I hired a new employee yesterday and went through orientation with him.  I explained how our company works.  He was to work at 6pm last night.  Starting at 6:53 pm last night, he left me four voice mails until 11 pm stating that he was quitting and that somehow I lied to him on what his work would be.  Each voice mail got a little more loud and more crazy.  Gee- I can't wait for him to call me to yell at me over the phone.  
Dude- just let it go.  You didn't understand the work requirements.  Move on.

I don't get many vacations.  The last real vacation I took was to Australia in Oct 05.  So for those who I will see at P3 in January- I might spend all my time laughing, flirting and drinking, but I'm just letting off steam.  I'm not normally like that, but when I vacation- I VACATION!

Hee.
I'm keeping my head up.  I know that there is only so much that I can do.  I don't feel guilty for my Mom's condition (As much as she would like me to) and I'm just trying to prepare myself for her death.  I just sorta wish my brother was involved to help me out.  He's in the Air Force and I haven't heard from him in a while.  I wonder if he's involved in deep space telemetry......

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