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Later Anna treated me to sushi at Tokyo One. *YAY sushi!*
On the way home, I checked my cell phone since I didn't take it in with me while eating and I saw that mom called. I knew something was wrong cause mom NEVER calls my cell phone. Called her back to see what was up and she told me that grandma died that day. I'll put the rest of the babbling behind a cut.
It sounds bad that when she told me about grandma right off the bat, it took a few secs to figure out who she was talking about. Considering she was the only grandma I had left living. To this day, I still don't feel a bit of sadness over her death. I didn't even shed a tear when mom told me. Reason being as I had said many times before, my father's parents were the worse grandparents a kid could ever have. They treated my dad and us kids like utter shit YET they treated my aunt Dotty (my dad's older sis) and her family and kids as if they were the only ones they ever had.
The person I hate the most from my dad's family is his father so I really pitied my grandma for having been married to such a horrible mean man.
All last week she was having small strokes and by Friday, a really big stroke attacked her system to which it left her paralyzed and they believe she could only see out of one eye. At least she died at the house instead of a hospital or a nursing home.
I'm surprised that she's lived this long (I believe she was 80). She came down with Parkinson's disease a few yrs ago and of course slowly got worse as time went on. Later, she was diagnosed with pancreatic cancer in which they weren't sure if they should operate on her but they did warn her of the outcome of how dangerous it might be for her. She lost a good bit of her intestines too.
Her health started to deteriorate afterwards but I think the Parkinson's was the main issue for her. She started to get so paranoid about eating cause she "didn't want to gain weight." but she NEEDED to put on weight since she was getting too thin.
I am glad that she passed on cause it did end her suffering. Mom said that when she went to visit her on Friday, the family was so paranoid about letting ppl see grandma alone and cause of that, mom didn't say what she wanted to grandma. I told her I would've said it anyways, what would the family have done, scolded her for saying it? All mom wanted to tell her was "You can let go now. I'm sure Wayne (dad) will be waiting for you."
I would like to be a fly on the wall when no one was around to see if Harvey (grandpa) cried at her loss since mom said he had a dry eye Fri and Sat. If anything, he would probably break down cause he doesn't have a slave to do his dirty work. Can you believe that this prick STILL had grandma up and walking around to cook his dinner and DID NOT HELP HER one bit!!!??!!! Even for as bad as she shook, he still didn't get up to lend a hand. (mom saw this with her own eyes a yr or so ago).
I asked mom how long she gives Harvey to live since old men like him live a loooong time/survive long after their spouse passes on. She said it would surprise her if he lived within the next two yrs only cause his health is really bad too.
Funny thing is, I really don't even feel bad about not going up to the farm to visit when I was home in PA on vacation. Then again, I'm not sure if I would've been able to handle seeing grandma waste away to nothing compared to how I saw her last yr.
I still have yet to send a card out to Harvey and I feel as if I should write a small note to go with it. I don't even know what it is I want to say aside from "sorry to hear about grandma passing away and how Bubba and I won't be able to make it up for the services." I hate him so bad but I guess I could go with what I wrote though I feel that something else could be put in there. How do you write something "nice" to a person you can't stand? I can't get any help from bubba cause he doesn't understand the hatred that I (we) have for that side of the family.
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On Sunday, I went with bubba for the first time since he's been doing this, on going out with some of the ppl from his work that go wherever riding on their motorcycles. This time around was smaller, only 5 of us. The ride wouldn't have been overly bad if it wasn't so damn windy AND it was cold as FUCK Sun. morning around 8am when we were supposed to meet up. Bubba talked me out of wearing long-johns under my sweatpants and told me to wear jeans. As soon as we got on the highway, my legs got so cold, I was afraid I would develop frost bite in no time and pleaded with him to stop at Walmart. So we did and it was so funny cause of how crazy we looked all bundled up yet still out on a motorcycle. Bubba told me to just buy a pair of sweatpants to put over top of my jeans and he bought himself a pair of long-johns for under his jeans. The ladies were nice enough that worked there in the fitting room (one of the managers was around while I was putting the sweats on and bubba was talking to her) to allow us to go ahead and wear the stuff out of the store. They had one of the girl's walk us up to the counter so the cashier knew what was going on. I also bought a scarf and that helped out sooooooo much on keeping me warm. That's the last time I'll listen to hubby about what to wear or not to wear. If I get hot, its not like I couldn't take a layer of clothing off.
When we did finally meet up with the guys, the one guy Bill said that I looked like the kid from A Christmas Story movie. I told him I also felt like how they would dress up Maggy Simpson in her snowsuit. I was so bundled up that when bubba introduced me to everyone, he's like "underneath all of those layers, there is a woman under there." *lol*
Later Bill was having problems with the zipper on his chaps. The pit-stop we made on the way back, he was messing with it again and I told him, if he would quit using them in the bedroom, he wouldn't have that problem. He busted up laughing but then again, he seemed like a really nice cool guy. He's old enough to be my father.
Bubba was telling me this morning about what future plans they would like to do or go in regards to the rides. One might be a trip to Arkansas and another in Oklahoma. I think my ass might be able to sustain those long trips as long as we do enough pit-stops.
For those that missed the entry, here is what the motorcycle looks like.
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UGH! I got so much stuff to write or catch up on writing. I still have yet to finish Rukia's quickies and now for this week on the community, they are doing the potluck but not sure if I'll participate on that one. Granted it would be easier since both Renji and Rukia were part of the characters to use but the prompts I guess you could say are Halloween based: Doing this a bit different, with Halloween around the corner you can either make these Halloween themed or use the following prompts: costume, vampire, candy, orange, ghost, pirate, harem dancer, skeletons, trick-or-treat, jack-o-lantern.
It's all up to what my brain will allow me to work with. If I don't get them done after the two weeks are up, I'll still work on them but they just won't be posted to the comm. (so don't hold your breath on me doing those).
PLUS I still have to get my ass in gear on putting thoughts down for my![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-community.gif)
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guardianhunter to check out TCU in Ft. Worth. Found out while driving around the area to find a bank for Anna, that the Botanical Garden/Japanese Garden is having some sort of happening going on next weekend that I told bubba I would like to check it out. If memory serves me right, telophase posted some pics of the place last yr.Later Anna treated me to sushi at Tokyo One. *YAY sushi!*
On the way home, I checked my cell phone since I didn't take it in with me while eating and I saw that mom called. I knew something was wrong cause mom NEVER calls my cell phone. Called her back to see what was up and she told me that grandma died that day. I'll put the rest of the babbling behind a cut.
It sounds bad that when she told me about grandma right off the bat, it took a few secs to figure out who she was talking about. Considering she was the only grandma I had left living. To this day, I still don't feel a bit of sadness over her death. I didn't even shed a tear when mom told me. Reason being as I had said many times before, my father's parents were the worse grandparents a kid could ever have. They treated my dad and us kids like utter shit YET they treated my aunt Dotty (my dad's older sis) and her family and kids as if they were the only ones they ever had.
The person I hate the most from my dad's family is his father so I really pitied my grandma for having been married to such a horrible mean man.
All last week she was having small strokes and by Friday, a really big stroke attacked her system to which it left her paralyzed and they believe she could only see out of one eye. At least she died at the house instead of a hospital or a nursing home.
I'm surprised that she's lived this long (I believe she was 80). She came down with Parkinson's disease a few yrs ago and of course slowly got worse as time went on. Later, she was diagnosed with pancreatic cancer in which they weren't sure if they should operate on her but they did warn her of the outcome of how dangerous it might be for her. She lost a good bit of her intestines too.
Her health started to deteriorate afterwards but I think the Parkinson's was the main issue for her. She started to get so paranoid about eating cause she "didn't want to gain weight." but she NEEDED to put on weight since she was getting too thin.
I am glad that she passed on cause it did end her suffering. Mom said that when she went to visit her on Friday, the family was so paranoid about letting ppl see grandma alone and cause of that, mom didn't say what she wanted to grandma. I told her I would've said it anyways, what would the family have done, scolded her for saying it? All mom wanted to tell her was "You can let go now. I'm sure Wayne (dad) will be waiting for you."
I would like to be a fly on the wall when no one was around to see if Harvey (grandpa) cried at her loss since mom said he had a dry eye Fri and Sat. If anything, he would probably break down cause he doesn't have a slave to do his dirty work. Can you believe that this prick STILL had grandma up and walking around to cook his dinner and DID NOT HELP HER one bit!!!??!!! Even for as bad as she shook, he still didn't get up to lend a hand. (mom saw this with her own eyes a yr or so ago).
I asked mom how long she gives Harvey to live since old men like him live a loooong time/survive long after their spouse passes on. She said it would surprise her if he lived within the next two yrs only cause his health is really bad too.
Funny thing is, I really don't even feel bad about not going up to the farm to visit when I was home in PA on vacation. Then again, I'm not sure if I would've been able to handle seeing grandma waste away to nothing compared to how I saw her last yr.
I still have yet to send a card out to Harvey and I feel as if I should write a small note to go with it. I don't even know what it is I want to say aside from "sorry to hear about grandma passing away and how Bubba and I won't be able to make it up for the services." I hate him so bad but I guess I could go with what I wrote though I feel that something else could be put in there. How do you write something "nice" to a person you can't stand? I can't get any help from bubba cause he doesn't understand the hatred that I (we) have for that side of the family.
~*~
On Sunday, I went with bubba for the first time since he's been doing this, on going out with some of the ppl from his work that go wherever riding on their motorcycles. This time around was smaller, only 5 of us. The ride wouldn't have been overly bad if it wasn't so damn windy AND it was cold as FUCK Sun. morning around 8am when we were supposed to meet up. Bubba talked me out of wearing long-johns under my sweatpants and told me to wear jeans. As soon as we got on the highway, my legs got so cold, I was afraid I would develop frost bite in no time and pleaded with him to stop at Walmart. So we did and it was so funny cause of how crazy we looked all bundled up yet still out on a motorcycle. Bubba told me to just buy a pair of sweatpants to put over top of my jeans and he bought himself a pair of long-johns for under his jeans. The ladies were nice enough that worked there in the fitting room (one of the managers was around while I was putting the sweats on and bubba was talking to her) to allow us to go ahead and wear the stuff out of the store. They had one of the girl's walk us up to the counter so the cashier knew what was going on. I also bought a scarf and that helped out sooooooo much on keeping me warm. That's the last time I'll listen to hubby about what to wear or not to wear. If I get hot, its not like I couldn't take a layer of clothing off.
When we did finally meet up with the guys, the one guy Bill said that I looked like the kid from A Christmas Story movie. I told him I also felt like how they would dress up Maggy Simpson in her snowsuit. I was so bundled up that when bubba introduced me to everyone, he's like "underneath all of those layers, there is a woman under there." *lol*
Later Bill was having problems with the zipper on his chaps. The pit-stop we made on the way back, he was messing with it again and I told him, if he would quit using them in the bedroom, he wouldn't have that problem. He busted up laughing but then again, he seemed like a really nice cool guy. He's old enough to be my father.
Bubba was telling me this morning about what future plans they would like to do or go in regards to the rides. One might be a trip to Arkansas and another in Oklahoma. I think my ass might be able to sustain those long trips as long as we do enough pit-stops.
For those that missed the entry, here is what the motorcycle looks like.
~*~
UGH! I got so much stuff to write or catch up on writing. I still have yet to finish Rukia's quickies and now for this week on the community, they are doing the potluck but not sure if I'll participate on that one. Granted it would be easier since both Renji and Rukia were part of the characters to use but the prompts I guess you could say are Halloween based: Doing this a bit different, with Halloween around the corner you can either make these Halloween themed or use the following prompts: costume, vampire, candy, orange, ghost, pirate, harem dancer, skeletons, trick-or-treat, jack-o-lantern.
It's all up to what my brain will allow me to work with. If I don't get them done after the two weeks are up, I'll still work on them but they just won't be posted to the comm. (so don't hold your breath on me doing those).
PLUS I still have to get my ass in gear on putting thoughts down for my
het_challenge assignment. I have to get that done by Dec. *headdesk*
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Sorry to hear about your grandmother. I never know what to write in cards for such situations. I can figure out what to say in Japanese (because most of the deaths I've ever experienced have been family-related) but it doesn't necessarily translate well into English. I end up wasting a lot of time trying to put myself in the recipients' shoes.
Completely switching topics, your Walmart shopping spree remind me of my trip to Chicago last fall. The "windy city" was much more windy than we had imagined, and both my friend and I ended up buying scarves!
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I would say you as well but you are more busy than what I am, so I have no excuse. *lol*
(because most of the deaths I've ever experienced have been family-related)
Lucky you. I think it is easier to write something to someone who isn't related compared to those that are. I got tired of putting it off of sending the card out that I just went with something short and simple. I'm sure that side of the family thinks I'm not good enough to just hand write it in the card but I hate my handwriting so I included a small note I typed out.
Ooooh...I can imagine just how windy that city is. I'm hoping like hell that our plans don't fall through cause near the end of the month we might go to Chicago for two days (business trip for hubby but I want to go along too). It was going to be early Nov but the trip was postponed and I'll be super pissed if they completely cancel it all together.
I'd rather be prepared than suffering in the long run cause I didn't use my brain when it comes to keeping myself comfortable in any weather.
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Nah, I only appear that way. I'm merely disorganized. So we're even ;)