I'm thankful that 2020 is almost over.
It's been a helluva year for my family and the virus and election paranoia was the least of it.
Just in this year- We didn't see our friend for 3 days and we found him laying in the floor, barely alive. He had a stroke. He woke up and could understand us but couldn't talk or move anything other than one arm. He made the conscious decision to be taken off the feeding tube. He could breath...so basically he was going to starve to death. Luckily for him, he fell asleep after 4 days. I went everyday and kept avoiding saying goodbye. Then I had to sneak into the hospital to say goodbye on the first day that the hospital shutdown for the virus and he died a few hours after I left. To make it worse we couldn't find his will and had to give everything to his estranged bitch ass daughter. Just like he was worried would happen.
We didn't have running water for three weeks, I couldn't park in my own driveway because I had to dig it up (three times) to get to the plumbing, then had to replace every piece of plumbing indoors along with the pump, pressure tank and water heater.
I cut my finger almost off cutting limbs in my yard. It cut so deep that it hit and broke my finger bone had 12 stitches lost most feeling in it.
I had major kidney stones since February and then had to have stone removal surgery, had a stint inserted in my penis all the way to my kidney then ripped out a week later. The removal day was the only day I've been drunk in years. And I was fucking plastered!
my father-in-law called from the hospital to say he had a heart attack, later we find out he had 9 heart attacks and didn't go to hospital or tell anyone.
Then my mother had a heart attack and a stint installed.
My grandfather accidentally overdosed himself on his blood thinner, and fainted and fractured his c7 vertebrae in his neck. He had internal bleeding on his brain. He miraculously was able to leave the hospital, but when I brought him home from the hospital he had a stroke. The doctor didn't believe anything was wrong. I kept telling her that he couldn't operate the remote control anymore and he could read the clock. Bitch doc said to get a new remote and a bigger clock. Finally a catscan confirmed he had a stroke, but by this time he was coming out of the fog.
Grandma is starting to lose her mind. The stress of everything played a roll but Her brother died of alzheimers a couple years back, so that's on our mind.
I had to take off work to take care of him when he came home but later had to quit my job when it looked like there was no other option to take care of him and grandma.
My dad, mother-in-law, and stepdad also all had heart issues and 2 needed to be catheterized, and one had a stint installed.
My wife had major oral surgery, pulled teeth, bone grafts, and filed her teeth down for 4 hours. She couldn't eat solids for a month and a half.
Because I'm no longer running around the job site and instead sitting around my home I gained a bunch of weight. Quitting cigarettes made me swell up too.
We are ready for it to end.
But I gotta at least try to look at this shit on the bright side
We lost a friend, but gained a new family member- his 14 year old dog. His only family gave me his tools so the bitch daughter wouldn't pawn it for drugs. Whenever I can start working again, I have my own tools, if that's what I want to do.
After all the plumbing problems at least everything is now brand spanking new.
The positive that came out of the kidney stones was I now have a different definition and perspective of pain. I don't feel pain like I used to. That shit taught me what pain really was. For instance, when I cut my finger it never once hurt. Not even the next day after the adrenaline had worn off.
All of my family's health problems have caused us to come closer together. Grandpa is getting better. He can walk around with his walker just like he did before he broke his neck. He fell again the other day, but he tripped not passed out.
I had to quit my job, but at least I get to spend this remaining time with them. And any free time I do have away from my grandparents, I get to spend in my garden. I'm going to try to sell live Kratom plants, and I've expanded my grow to step up my game. Governor says he's gonna legalize it soon.
I quit smoking cigarettes and I'm working on stoping the nicotine vapes. And I started thinking about working on my own weight and health.
My plants take my mind off of shit and occupy my time, but my wife and dogs and cats are what drives me. My lil family is everything.
Hopefully 2021 turns around a bit
It's been a helluva year for my family and the virus and election paranoia was the least of it.
Just in this year- We didn't see our friend for 3 days and we found him laying in the floor, barely alive. He had a stroke. He woke up and could understand us but couldn't talk or move anything other than one arm. He made the conscious decision to be taken off the feeding tube. He could breath...so basically he was going to starve to death. Luckily for him, he fell asleep after 4 days. I went everyday and kept avoiding saying goodbye. Then I had to sneak into the hospital to say goodbye on the first day that the hospital shutdown for the virus and he died a few hours after I left. To make it worse we couldn't find his will and had to give everything to his estranged bitch ass daughter. Just like he was worried would happen.
We didn't have running water for three weeks, I couldn't park in my own driveway because I had to dig it up (three times) to get to the plumbing, then had to replace every piece of plumbing indoors along with the pump, pressure tank and water heater.
I cut my finger almost off cutting limbs in my yard. It cut so deep that it hit and broke my finger bone had 12 stitches lost most feeling in it.
I had major kidney stones since February and then had to have stone removal surgery, had a stint inserted in my penis all the way to my kidney then ripped out a week later. The removal day was the only day I've been drunk in years. And I was fucking plastered!
my father-in-law called from the hospital to say he had a heart attack, later we find out he had 9 heart attacks and didn't go to hospital or tell anyone.
Then my mother had a heart attack and a stint installed.
My grandfather accidentally overdosed himself on his blood thinner, and fainted and fractured his c7 vertebrae in his neck. He had internal bleeding on his brain. He miraculously was able to leave the hospital, but when I brought him home from the hospital he had a stroke. The doctor didn't believe anything was wrong. I kept telling her that he couldn't operate the remote control anymore and he could read the clock. Bitch doc said to get a new remote and a bigger clock. Finally a catscan confirmed he had a stroke, but by this time he was coming out of the fog.
Grandma is starting to lose her mind. The stress of everything played a roll but Her brother died of alzheimers a couple years back, so that's on our mind.
I had to take off work to take care of him when he came home but later had to quit my job when it looked like there was no other option to take care of him and grandma.
My dad, mother-in-law, and stepdad also all had heart issues and 2 needed to be catheterized, and one had a stint installed.
My wife had major oral surgery, pulled teeth, bone grafts, and filed her teeth down for 4 hours. She couldn't eat solids for a month and a half.
Because I'm no longer running around the job site and instead sitting around my home I gained a bunch of weight. Quitting cigarettes made me swell up too.
We are ready for it to end.
But I gotta at least try to look at this shit on the bright side
We lost a friend, but gained a new family member- his 14 year old dog. His only family gave me his tools so the bitch daughter wouldn't pawn it for drugs. Whenever I can start working again, I have my own tools, if that's what I want to do.
After all the plumbing problems at least everything is now brand spanking new.
The positive that came out of the kidney stones was I now have a different definition and perspective of pain. I don't feel pain like I used to. That shit taught me what pain really was. For instance, when I cut my finger it never once hurt. Not even the next day after the adrenaline had worn off.
All of my family's health problems have caused us to come closer together. Grandpa is getting better. He can walk around with his walker just like he did before he broke his neck. He fell again the other day, but he tripped not passed out.
I had to quit my job, but at least I get to spend this remaining time with them. And any free time I do have away from my grandparents, I get to spend in my garden. I'm going to try to sell live Kratom plants, and I've expanded my grow to step up my game. Governor says he's gonna legalize it soon.
I quit smoking cigarettes and I'm working on stoping the nicotine vapes. And I started thinking about working on my own weight and health.
My plants take my mind off of shit and occupy my time, but my wife and dogs and cats are what drives me. My lil family is everything.
Hopefully 2021 turns around a bit
Good job!
