Due to the fact that I’m an idiot, I forgot to take my phone from home today. If you need to call me, I’m at the office, or drop me a line and I’ll get back to you as soon as I can.
Thank you.
Due to the fact that I’m an idiot, I forgot to take my phone from home today. If you need to call me, I’m at the office, or drop me a line and I’ll get back to you as soon as I can.
Thank you.
This weekend’s MMA was fun and ultimately damaging and scarring; just the way I like it. My hands are swollen, my knuckles scraped, my face and body bruised, my shins raw…but I feel so much better. I’ve been swimming again, too. I got a little fed up with my own inactivity; I’ve been incredibly demotivated in pretty much every aspect of my life, and I was hoping that I could jumpstart it all by getting physically active again. It’s not exactly working as expected, but at least I’m having fun. :)
I’m amazingly heartwarmed by all the donations and pledges I’ve received so far. The warchest is filling up nicely, far better than I could ever have expected. I’m a little worried that this is turning into a charity, and not a collaborate farewell gift to my mother, however. There are people that are donating who have never even met my mother. Eva tells me that I should allow these people to help out because it’ll make them feel better knowing they’re helping me. I have and it’s cool, but I hope it doesn’t get out of hand.
Mental note to myself: Do the research into Eva’s website changes you lazy bum!
I recently was told exactly how many pills my mother takes each day, and I counted upward of 45 pills, divided in four hour intervals. Most of them are to “treat” pain, and the rest are to keep able to take the pain medication, keeping her body working. I’m a little worried that people are putting me in charge of administering all that medication each four hours. oO
I’ve talked about it before, but for those of you who are just tuning in I’ll give a short recap; my mother’s very ill and will most likely be dying soon. I wanted to take her on a vacation one last time, to let her die with a tan on her face. I kind of explained it to everyone that it would be a nice farewell present. Immediately, many people decided they wanted to join in on the present. A bunch of donations later and I’m absolutely gobsmacked and heartwarmed at how many people want to be part of this last farewell. From really unexpected people, too. People I haven’t seen or talked to in a while. People who’ve never met my mother but doing solely on knowing me. Weird weird weird, but cool cool cool.
After some hassle with my workschedule, I finally booked the tickets for my mother’s trip. July 18th til July 31st. She’s very happy with it, and I’m getting excited.
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