Topic: Shit Days (Read 227619 times)

Niku · « **Reply #3200 on:** March 21, 2013, 09:01:10 AM »

My mom more or less had to cut ties with her sister, but she still has a conversation on the phone with her at least a month that leaves her fuming or crying even after intellectually saying she's been "done" for years. So yeah, very much easier said than done, but also worth doing your best to try.

Friday · « **Reply #3201 on:** March 21, 2013, 10:01:49 AM »

As a child of an alcoholic, yeah, I know 100% from personal experience that cutting emotional ties is easier said than done.

But I did it, for my own mental health. It took a long time. But it was worth it, so I wouldn't have to care anymore (beyond mild amusement) when he'd do deplorable shit.

Of course, that gave me a lingering case of extreme anger management issues, (some of which issues have been seen here! in my less than intelligent moments) but in recent times I've been making progress on those, too. Dysfunctional families of all kinds leave deep scars, and you'll never be entirely free of them. But you can get better, slowly but surely, day by day. It just has to start somewhere, and for me, that start was when I realized I didn't "have" to love my father (and my mother, but that's another story) anymore.

Anyway. I hope things improve for you.

A² · « **Reply #3202 on:** March 21, 2013, 11:05:23 AM »

All of this is recent. Like for most of my young life, they fought tooth and nail to not have me committed and permanently locked up due to my disability. In Texas of all places, where I had a woman tell me it'd be better if my kind was dead. When I was like fucking 12.

But it's all in the last few years that this has come boiling up. I guess I'm just asking myself what the fuck, why now?

Mongrel · « **Reply #3203 on:** March 24, 2013, 07:13:18 AM »

Well, what I was most worried about has happened. He also hasn't laid a loaf since the last time he came from the vet (and he's always had trouble with bowel movements). Man's lungs are filling up again and we need to take him in to be drained out and get some oxygen. Since it's Sunday and our vet is closed, we have to take him to the emergency vet, which charges about triple what our usual place does.

To pre-empt the "Why not just have him put down?" question, I'll say, yes, if he just going to be in horrible discomfort like this, obviously he has to be put down. We're not sentimental to the point of it overriding all good sense and we're not going to sit around and watch our boy suffocate every couple of days.

However, when he went in last Wednesday, they said his heart, thyroid, and kidneys were all sound (not anything great, but they're not the problem). He's supposed to go to have another exam and a test for cancer, which is the big question mark, on Wednesday. If that comes back clean, then it's possible that this is some fully treatable condition instead, but we can't know that yet and have to go through the motions.

We love that little boy to pieces; he's all we've got.

Mongrel · « **Reply #3204 on:** March 24, 2013, 04:56:22 PM »

They didn't do x-rays this time, so luckily I'm only down another $300 for now. Man is fine for the time being (including, er, intestinally), so we just have to make sure he takes it easy. The main problem with that is that a mouse somehow got in the apartment and is in and around the living room somewhere. The last time he found it was yesterday and his getting super-excited then while hunting may have been what pushed him over the edge (well, that and his horrendous constipation, which has given him problems in the past).

A² · « **Reply #3205 on:** March 24, 2013, 05:28:58 PM »

I had more shit happen but right now I'm more worried about Mongrel's pet which I can't tell if is a cat or a dog but either way pet ;_;

Mongrel · « **Reply #3206 on:** March 24, 2013, 05:39:16 PM »

He's a cat.

These are older pictures, but he looks mostly the same only thinner (and now with shaved patches in his flanks).

Stush · « **Reply #3207 on:** March 25, 2013, 01:46:00 AM »

Poor softywarm snugglefuzz, give him lots of cuddles.

Mongrel · « **Reply #3208 on:** March 26, 2013, 09:03:43 AM »

It's man's fifteenth birthday today and he has to go in to get an enema.

;___;

Mongrel · « **Reply #3209 on:** March 26, 2013, 02:45:15 PM »

He was so weak we had to put him down.

Our little boy is gone. It's so cold and empty in here.

Stush · « **Reply #3210 on:** March 26, 2013, 03:25:59 PM »

:( *Hugs Mongrel so much*

Lottel · « **Reply #3211 on:** March 26, 2013, 03:39:13 PM »

I'm so sorry man

Mongrel · « **Reply #3212 on:** March 26, 2013, 08:42:47 PM »

Thanks guys.

Grath · « **Reply #3213 on:** March 31, 2013, 12:38:28 PM »

Not particularly shit day, but I can't find a better place to post this.

Saw a dead body last night.

Woman with a .21 BAC hit-and-ran a 59 year old woman visiting from China.

The good news is she got caught already (apparently super drunk people don't hide evidence well), and was charged with vehicular manslaughter first degree, leaving the scene of a fatal motor vehicle accident, tampering with physical evidence, driving while intoxicated, aggravated driving while intoxicated, and conspiracy sixth degree.

A² · « **Reply #3214 on:** March 31, 2013, 12:44:30 PM »

So a few days ago I had severe tooth pain. Like, megabad tooth pain. Couldn't sleep at all. Had taken some painkillers, nothing. Stumbled into the bathroom at 4am to just brush the fuck out of my teeth out of desperation.

Grabbed my razor by accident.

I've more or less fully healed, but I looked like a goddamn monster for a while.

Then yesterday I had what I can only classify as a fullfledged goddamn psychotic break. A mania episode mixed with a panic attack? I couldn't sit still, I couldn't form coherent thoughts, I couldn't talk, I couldn't stop crying, it was like I was piloting a machine that suddenly everything went haywire. My parents wondered why I was screaming (I don't remember screaming) and I just sort of lunged toward the stairs, figuring maybe I could GESTURE something, I ended up falling down them, then rolling around on the floor screaming because in all of this, I had massive pressure on the back of my neck/head, which was what preceded the whole thing.

So I'm on the floor, my mom's freaking out, my dad's just completely at a loss, all the animals are going crazy, and then finally I just snap and scream. I scream until I'm goddamn hoarse before managing to, I guess, simply run out of energy.

Was pretty much wiped out for the rest of the day and most of today.

Mongrel · « **Reply #3215 on:** March 31, 2013, 12:51:29 PM »

Damn, Lyrai. Are you feeling a little better now?

Büge · « **Reply #3216 on:** March 31, 2013, 01:21:55 PM »

Holy crap, Lyrai and Grath.

Classic · « **Reply #3217 on:** March 31, 2013, 07:38:08 PM »

I don't know how to help with psychotic breaks and finding dead bodies. I wish I did though.

Büge · « **Reply #3218 on:** April 07, 2013, 09:36:25 AM »

I bought six boxes of kleenex on Friday and I've already gone through a whole one. Stupid cold.

Ted Belmont · « **Reply #3219 on:** April 07, 2013, 10:33:09 AM »

I caught a stomach flu! Fever, stomach cramps, aches, fatigue, nausea, and everyone's favorite, diarrhea.

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