Seriously, I dont know how bad one week can get.
Last monday (not yesterday the week before) I was three days past trying to close on my house-It was a literal nightmare with fightening lawyers and lots of extra money being spent (1100 alone in fee’s for various bank mess ups)…SO
I get home from the mess also known as house closing and find out that one of my closests friends brother was on a roof at work when he cut into a pip that contained nitrogen in it. The pipe exploded and threw him 17 feet in the air. He has a cut on his forhead 6 inches long and 3 inches high. He fractured his skull in 3 places, shattered his sinus cavitiy and his entire orbital bones. Two days later he had brain surgery to remove fragments of the pipe as well as to reconstruct his skull. He had titanium plates put in were the missing bones used to be. While waiting for him to come out of surgery we found out one of his closest friends and a acquantence of all of us overdosed and died, so his sister and brother needed to tell him that, they waited till the day after his surgery but he as most would imagine did not take it well.
That brought me to thursday, I have owned my house for 2 days but have not been there because the past owners had not moved out, when my dad calls to say they think his father, my grandfather has a brain tumor-he is going in for a biopsy know…Okay, well let me know how that goes. A few hours later I receive the good news that it was not a tumor after all just an abscess (a fungal infection) that did not get threw the gel our brain sits in and they are going to pump him full of anticbiotics and put him a medically induced coma to be able to measure brain waves and find the source of the infection on friday…Great! Finally, so better news. Until friday comes and the doctors call and say that the infection did make it through his brain and over night had spread through his brain stem and down his spine. He was not waking up from the coma, was ventilated and had no reflexes or brain activity. Saturday, they did three tests and there was not response to any of them. So we got the family together and rushed to the cape, on sunday they did what was going to be the last tets but he tooka breath on his own which unfortunately gave my grandmother a glimmer of hope and we needed to explain to her even if he did breath he had no brain activity…so we decided that we would take him off and let him go peacefully yesterday. He passed at 11:18 in the morning. All the while my dumb aunt who can barely make herself breakfeast in the morning was saying come on dad, I need you to wake up, I need to know were the bank accounts are…More mad then I can explain…
And I have know owned my house for a week and never been in it, my grandfather is gone (I am not close with my dad and am trying very hard to be supportive) and my friends brother (well my friend too) Michael is going back in for surgery tomorrow becuase the plates are twisting in his head and sitting on his optical nerve so that he cant see…
I am pretty sure I dont want to answer my phone anymore!!! Sorry for the vent…
