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Posted: Thu Sep 12, 2013 10:47 pm
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Posted: Thu Sep 12, 2013 11:11 pm
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Posted: Thu Sep 12, 2013 11:19 pm
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Posted: Fri Sep 13, 2013 5:45 am
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Posted: Fri Sep 13, 2013 7:49 am
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Posted: Sun Sep 15, 2013 6:17 pm
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Posted: Sun Sep 15, 2013 7:00 pm
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H'okay, I can't be arsed to format so here goes:
On Thursday (September 12th) and 5:15pm, my mom died. She was fighting cancer in the gall bladder and liver and it's a really nasty cancer. Very aggressive... hard to treat... she did chemo but it wasn't helping (in fact it was making things worse) so she stopped that and well... she was in a lot of pain, a LOT of pain and basically we just tried to manage that pain with meds. Then it came to the point where she was violently ill (throwing up I mean) and we brought her to the ER where they decided it best for her to stay in the palliative care centre at the hospital. Bless the nurses, they did everything they could to make mom comfortable and to try and figure out the best combo/cocktail/formula/recipe/however-you-wanna-call-it of meds but... well, she just couldn't take it anymore.
*sigh* My two aunts who live here in Canada (mom's sisters) were here when she died. They each held one of her hands and she went quietly. My sister kept crying saying she was only gone for a few minutes, but how was she to know? I think... maybe mom was waiting for the right moment to go. I think she didn't want her kids (myself, my sister and my brother) to see her go, but she did want her sisters to be there together with her when she went.
Today was the visitation at the funeral home. Longest three hours of my life, holy s**t... ugh. So many people came, SO many! I had no idea who half of them were, but just the fact that so many people came for us and for mom made me happy. Tomorrow is the burial and I've gotta get up early for it (ugh... I'm so not a morning person) I just hope it doesn't rain tomorrow. God, wouldn't that be so cliché? It's raining now actually so I think I'm gonna bring an umbrella just in case.
Oh yeah and I was in a car accident yesterday. Like I didn't have enough s**t on my plate, eh?? My fiancee, my aunt and uncle and I decided to go to Costco to get a bunch of stuff and as we were leaving, my uncle was making a left and some dumbass T-boned us on the left side. We're all okay, no broken bones or anything, but I think my uncle and I were hit the worst. He got the brunt of the blow (plus the airbag) and I scraped my arm and beaned my head against the door. Got me a nice goose egg on my noggin. It only hurts if I touch it (lol) but I'm definitely going to go for another check-up with my family doctor later.
The other driver had to have been younger than me or somewhere in my age range because he didn't look that old. He did look extremely upset like he didn't even know how this happened. In fact, one of the first things I asked him was if he was okay (the next was his name of course) Needless to say, my uncle's van is a total write-off (I ended up losing my phone in the chaos, but I got it back so no worries there) and we weren't going fast at all. I think if we were going any faster, that guy might've hit the gas tank and that would've been way worse. The paramedics showed up pretty much immediately and checked us over. My poor aunt was... well she's kinda crazy-go-nuts to begin with, but with my mom dying and then this freak accident, she was in hysterics! And I had to go with her to the hospital and I had to deal with said hysterics for over half an hour all by myself. Uuuuuuuuuuuuuugh... I love my aunt, don't get me wrong, but I cannot deal with her drama.
So yeah... that's how my weekend has been. And this s**t-storm still isn't over. I still need to give the funeral home all the legal info like mom's SIN card etc. and then there's the long and arduous task of doing stuff like closing her bank account and going through her belongings, but I don't plan on doing the latter for a loooooooong time. I'm ******** exhausted, I'm ******** depressed, and yet I have to be the strong one and keep s**t together despite being the youngest of the family. Seriously, wtf yo.
TL;DR My mom died on Thrusday, I got into a car accident on Saturday, life is being a b***h and I tender my resignation as an adult kthxbai
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Posted: Sun Sep 15, 2013 7:09 pm
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Posted: Sun Sep 15, 2013 7:12 pm
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Posted: Sun Sep 15, 2013 10:00 pm
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Posted: Mon Sep 16, 2013 8:05 am
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