When it rains, it pours...

This has by far been the worst Thanksgiving holiday weekend/week ever.

It all started with Lispy...but you all know about that. Blah blah...moving right along. Then My uncle visiting from Puerto Rico (a hilarious man who gives me alcohol mixed drinks pointers and carries a gun on occasion) had a heart attack on Sunday. He's been going through withdrawals because at home he drinks probably all day everyday and he comes here to visit a house with no liquor or beer but Wine in a rack in our pantry. He goes to visit his daughter who so happens to have beer and he goes ahead and chugs down two casses. Result? Heart attack. He also has heart problems and diabetes. Perfect.

So I'm in the hospital allllll day Monday with him sitting in a half recliner/half cot in a dirty room filled with fart odor. Lovely. Thank God for my phone i survived. So did he. He's fine. We're all pissed at him but he's good. Just a 'scare' i guess.

I had to stay with him because everyone else was at my sisters surgery which so conveniently fell right on that same day. I wasn't even there to see her off. :-/

She had a stomach surgery and didn't want anyone we know know about her surgery. If you've never met a Puertorican person with a huge family then you don't know they're all nosy and have big mouths. Gossip is drug and it runs worse than diarrhea. So she had this done in secret and guess who bumps into my mom and other sister? The family of a guy from our church who so happens to be getting the SAME SURGERY! You would never believe the awkward conversation they had. They didn't ask so my mom kept her mouth shut and just let them assume she was there for another Kemo round for herself. She had a real bad cold and didn't have her usual make up on so it all worked out. LOL I know, we're all going to hell.

But it gets worse. The guy had his surgery right before my sister's by the SAME SURGEON! And they cross paths BARELY seeing each other to, literally, OPPOSITE rooms! Seriously? Seriously!?

My other sister is almost to the point of vomiting and fainting from the stress and just scared shitless. My older sister doesn't know a thing about what is going on around her. She was too busy drugged up with morphine and seeing all the guys from NKOTB standing around her hospital bed to even notice the world around her. She woke up and mentioned that they even sang to her. LMAO! Dammit, I'd like some drugs right now! All the while my mom and other sister are literally plotting plans with nurses and doctors to avoid them both crossing paths! They even agreed to do his rounds of tests and walk him around the floor (for excersise) before my sister so they won't see each other. My sister woould peek her head out the door and the nurses would gesture to her if the coast was clear. Keeping the doors closed of both of their rooms kept my other sister and my mom breathing better.

They tried hard to not tell my older sister becasue, for sure, she would flip the fuck out and have one of her usual diva tantrums. Unfortunately, the next day she did see him across the hall and you can only imagine the horror that happened. He didn't see her (thank god!) but she saw him sitting at her chair and she freaked in ways you'll never imagine. I swear this was like a movie! My poor other sister, slowly and quietly, backed up from where she was standing and quickly closed the door while flinching the whole time. They both just sat there crying. My older sister because she was mortified asking why her?! and my other sister crying because my older sister was going to kill her for not telling her and because she felt horrible for her.

Because the lord is good to my sister lol they NEVER saw each other. God bless the nurses and doctors for being such good sports. They even let out the guy out of the hospital before my sister on purpose so they still won't cross paths. We even cleaned her room at home and put away all evidence of anything pertaining to her surgery because we knew we'd have family over for thanksgiving. Her excuse for laying in bed was her 'cold' and 'period' lol. But in the middle of cleaning I realized and mentioned to everybody that this wasn't going to work because the biggest give away was having her room clean. Period. We then proceed to throw clothes all around from her closet.

She's now safe at home in her semi clean room *phew*. Too bad I missed all the fun at the hospital. I always miss everything, really.

Tuesday i get to work exhausted from the retarded weekend and got a call from my sister tellign me about more bad news. A lady from our church, who I've known sinse i can remember, lost her 18 year old son the night before from a gun shot to his heart. An 18 year old kid. Gone. Just like that. I literally saw this kid grow up in church since he was in diapers. I still can't believe it. She's crushed and to top it all the whole family is fighting because he was with his older cousin who survived. He was the one who got him in trouble and you can only imagine the horror of it all. I couldn't stop crying at the funeral. The environment and vibe of it all was just horrible.

So, from a stupid crush that ended — which seems completely stupid, childish and ridiculous now compared to what happened this week — to a funeral of a young kid who just didn't deserve to die.

It sure was a really bad Thanksgiving this year. I know the grieving mother will sure never forget it. How dare the world go on? While someone is grieving, everything else goes on with its life. I always wondered the irony of it.

This is what I've been up to lately. Monday will come and it'll be all over.