wow. i have a second to sit and do NOTHING! so, i figured i'd update you all..whoever reads this. last time i wrote, i was pretty upset..beyond upset. but things are okay now..not saying they're perfct but they're okay.
My cousins doing good, i saw him last night and the night before at the restaurant. He's eating better, he quit smoking, and i think chewing..and he's not eating as much. He's going to see the dr about the gastric bypass surgery in a couple weeks, which i hope he gets done. Everybody i've talked to has said that almost dying really got to him. i mean, how could it not? I'm proud of him, i'm just sorry it took him this long and it took what happened to him to get him to realize he CAN'T live like he was. It's not going to be easy for him. and we're all going to stand by him because thats what family is.
My major issue comes next. My dad. It was bout 2 weeks ago on the 4th that i wrote that he wasn't good. He's not the best but he's okay. He had to go to the drs because he hadn't been there since October, and they said that the one place would call so he could be evaluated. Well, they didn't call. So my mom kept calling and going down to my dads drs, cause..hello!! he NEEDS oxygen. So after like 2 weeks, they figured out that the damn company LOST his paperwork. I was ready to flip out. I really really was. But he got evaulated on Wed. Mom told me at work, and she left early to be there when the lady got there. I was also going to go help her clean houses after i got done, so i called her when i was leaving. I guess dad had been downstairs in the garage when the lady came and he had to come upstairs. Well..he got upstairs and couldnt breath. So the lady put the clip on his finger and took his oxygen. It was 80, and its supposed to be 93. He "qualified" right then and there. She was stunned at how bad he was. Mom told me that he should have the oxygen by the time we got back. So we went and cleaned for about 3 hours. got the houses done..and came back. I walked in the house and almost cried. I saw the big machine, and where dad was sitting i saw 5 oxygen tanks, a backup one in case the power went out, and a portable one. I just almost lost it. He knew how to work them all and everything, which is good. It scares me, because he's only going to get worse..never better. And everybody keeps asking if he's getting better and every time i tell them no, he's never going to get better. The oxygen should help. He was in a good mood, he even put it on to show me and mom how it worked. I had to walk away..it's a good thing he has it..but its not an easy thing to see. I'm 19, I shouldnt have to watch my dad go through all this now..it should be when im 40 or 50 and he's in his 80's-90's. It still gets to me, when i go home to visit. He's happy he can breathe though, so thats all that matters.
As if this wasn't long ENOUGH! I have a story of my own! Yesterday I did breakfast with my mom and another lady, Jeanette. I started having really bad pains up my right side, and they didn't stop. I managed to hide it for a long time but once i had to sit and my mom caught on that there was something wrong. I told her what it was and she freaked out. She was worried that it could be my appendix and that i'd die..or end up in the hospital. She was on my case about calling the doctor, and I refused to. I had to finish work, go home, change and go work the restaurant. I couldn't afford to miss a day of work, i need the money. I told her if they got worse I would call and I'd have my dad take me. They were bearable at that point. Don't get me wrong, if i seriously thought it was my appendix i'd be on my way to the ER, no questions asked. I'd go there on my own, nobody would have to tell me. I knew it wasn't so I wasn't worried overmuch. I got my mom calmed down, told her if it got worse i'd call, and she made me go home. OH! i forgot about the other story!! I hit a deer coming home thursday night!! Thank you god, no damage to the blazer, and the deer seemed to be fine. I saw it coming and slowed down, thank god. My mom wanted me to go and have my dad check out the blazer yesterday anyway just incase it had done some inside damage and I didn't know about it. But all is well with everything and I'm glad. The last thing I need is to be fixing the blazer or getting a new car. But hey, everything happens for a reason, right? Anyway, I have to get going..I still need to eat something and shower/get ready for work...sorry about this being so long!!