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He slipped into a coma and died about ten minutes later. He went peacefully, and that's the best we could have hoped for. Mom's staying with Dana tonight and probably monday as well.

Tropical Paradise of Hard Shelled Fruits / HE'S OKAY!
« on: Sep 10, 2004, 04:45:05 PM »
Mum says his color's really good, and he'll be asleep till late tonight!

Tropical Paradise of Hard Shelled Fruits / Okay God, you and me.
« on: Sep 10, 2004, 04:06:49 PM »
First off God, I ain't blaming you for what's going down with my Dad or my Uncle Len. Maybe I am actually, but I don't think so, because I understand a few things about You that most might not.
One: You're probably really busy doing the subtle business that is running a universe, and the concerns of individual people are probably low on your to-do list. I get that.
Two: You can't have people rely on you, that leads to ugly affairs. Look at history. Look at the variety of wars Humanity has been in.

I get this, but I still think you could take some time for the little guys. My Dad's not a bad guy, God. He was a mean son of a bitch in his youth, there is no doubt, but he's still the best person I know, despite some flaws. My Uncle Len is not a bad person at all either. He's a bit weird, but he's nice and caring, and anyone who can put up with my Aunt Dana deserves a freaking MEDAL. He's one of the last Uncles I Got, so the least you can do, God, is put him out of his misery. He's suffering horridly, I don't know if there's a shred of self-Dignity left after the affair he's gone through with this cancer. I'm not one to wish death on anyone, but he's suffering, and there is not going to be a miracle at the end of this story. Let him pass on in his sleep instead of having him suffer in some invalid home.

And my Dad....Well, he's my dad. I know a lot of people who really hate their Parents, their father, their mother, what not....But I love my Dad. He is the best person I have ever known and I'm very proud to be his son. ...So I'd be much obliged if you have it so he makes it through this Double Bypass. There's a lot for him to live for...I want him to live to see grandchildren, to see me get married eventually...To help me move into my first apartment or house.
I won't be mad at you if it all goes down hill, God. I can't blame anyone or anything if this goes down hill, I'm not that petty. It won't be anyones fault except if the doctor fucks up, in which case his ass will be undeniable grass. Still, if it isn't the doctors fault....I'll survive. I'd really rather, though, that you grant me a huge favor and Make sure that he lives. You can make it to where everything I own turns into a puddle of goo. I can dig that, Just bring my Dad home alive and well and I'll call it a debt I still owe you.

See...My Dad's been having some heart trouble lately. Not Cool. Today, my Mom took'em to the ER, not because of any heart attack, but to finally get proper testing for it.
Now he's being shipped to Frisco for an angiogram, and there's a big possibility of him needing Angioplasty. We find out Thursday

...Slight Freakage. I'd scale it at a three.

Tropical Paradise of Hard Shelled Fruits / No Happy BIrthday to me?
« on: Aug 30, 2004, 09:19:07 AM »
Today is my birthday!

So he's got this thing that he uses the computer every Saturday at six..which is fine. Yesterday though, About five to six I take about a minute and a half to go put some ice cream in the fridge, and he snatches the computer while I had everything still up.
It's computer ETIQUETTE MAN. You don't take the computer while someone's stuff is still up! You wait for the guy to come back to finish up and close everything down.
SO he gives me the lamest apology....and he insists I've done the same thing to him, which is BULLSHIT because I make it a point never to do it. So after some arguing, he Throws a fuss and Picks up one of the chairs and starts hitting me with it.

....He swings like a girl, swear to god. No Force at ALL in his swings. He got two shots in while I was standing there going "...Oh my GOD. You really DON'T Have any strength in your arms." So When he goes for the third swing, I stop it and Take a swing at his head......But I pulled it back so it hit his shoulder instead. Grrrr. Looking back, I should've tackled him and beat his head into the floor....DAMN my lack of agressive tendencies.  

SO our previous Internet computer went kaput, so we switched over to this one, which has a BUNCH of pictures on it that I found.

The First one we have here is the Goat Barn as it is, In Progress. We're making it so they have shelter during the winter. We've been working on it ALL Summer.


Tropical Paradise of Hard Shelled Fruits / Uncle Update
« on: Jul 30, 2004, 07:58:40 PM »
SO yeah. Bad off as he was a couple weeks ago....The Doc's now say the Cancer's in remission for the third time. So that won't be what gets him....Though the inevitable kidney failure of his lone kidney probably will.

He still has little apetite, and is a mere 96 pounds. His Health Care physicians have royally fucked him over, Messing up his Appetite stimulant pills, failing in general care and handling. The Docs put in three pints of blood into'em thursday and The improvement is.....Dramatic to say the least. The Health care guys also told him to cut his heart medicine pill in half...of which another doctor has now pointed out could KILL HIM so that's out.

......So Yeah.

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