Making It Work

It's mostly just me talking...to myself. It's cheaper than therapy and safer than leaving a diary hanging around the house. I will try really hard to not be whiny or boring but no promises. I can be a real slug. pregnancy week by week

Thursday, November 30, 2006

When it rains it pours

so last night i finally figure out all the babysitting details, i decide the snow will allow us to depart and i begin to pack. at 6pm my dad calls to say that he is at VGH with my grandpa. grandpa was found in the snow by a passerby. prognosis: heart failure, cracked ribs from resesitation, hypothermia, pnuemonia, should i go on?

how can i possibly leave when he is so ill. even if i go i wont be able to enjoy myself. this after last week my bf's grandpa died. this after all this awful snow. this after the student loan ppl have put out a hit on me. i just wanted to turn 30 in style. i should have known better. my life doesnt work like that. i dont know what i am going to do.

2 Comments:

  • At 11:13 AM, Blogger Metro said…

    I'm sorry to hear your grand-dad's ill.

    As to the Vegas question: Sit yourself down and imagine the conversation with your grand-dad.

    What, in your heart, do you know he would advise you to do?

    My wife, who's been through a similar experience, says you need to balance your unhappiness at not going against how you'll feel if you miss something important.

    Essentially, it boils down to two questions: is he conscious? If he's not, he won't notice if you're absent for a day or two.

    And the biggie:
    Do you have any unfinished business? If the next thing you had to say was "goodbye", would that be enough?

    I don't know your grandad, but I suspect he might want you to have a little happiness in Vegas.

    My free advice, and worth exactly what you paid for it. I hope things work out okay.

     
  • At 3:32 PM, Blogger amanda said…

    wow, kerry, that's terrible. i hope he is improving. and, happy birthday, such as it is.

     

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