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Saitaina ([personal profile] saitaina) wrote2008-06-24 10:25 pm
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Originally published at Memoirs of a Nobody. You can comment here or there.

So mum goes in for her sugery tomorrow. At last count, she had a 20% chance of survival, which means there’s a 70% chance that I’m going to be burrying my mother sometime within the next three days.

Is it any wonder I’m stressed beyond all reason?

My mother brought someone in to help her after the surgery and this woman is driving me absolutely insane. She won’t leave me alone, constantly bothering me with questions or comments. I just…want to be alone to work and distract myself and I don’t really give a fuck if she’s going to the store or bed…heck, I don’t give a fuck in the slightest about ANYTHING she’s doing, yet I constantly know because SHE. WON’T. LEAVE. ME. ALONE!

ARG!

And if she gives me another disapproving look I’m going to deck her I swear to the GODS.

In other news, my grandmother is losing her bloody mind due to kidney failure. She’s currently in the hospital on dialasis, and when she first got there, she thought she was in a church (though, to her credit…it’s rather hard to tell the diffrence considering it’s a catholic hospital and you can’t escape that fact), also, she called my mother the next day claiming she was being kidnapped and to get the police down there (she has access to a phone, I’m just rather thankful she didn’t actually call the police).

Anyway, my Uncles are here (well, two of them, apparently the rest of the family has willfully forgotten I have three uncles). My uncle Micheal (the rich one), is currently ‘locking down’ all of my grandmother’s belongings. It’s rather…well it’s partially amusing and partially annoying, as he does this so he can later take control of the estate when someone dies (he did this with my Great Grandfather and promptly lost most of the value of his estate, and then absorbed the rest of it into his accounts). My mother is pissed at this, as she’s the one whose been here and dealing with Grandmere for the past sixteen years instead of them and doesn’t think that my uncle should reap the rewards.

Okay, so maybe I’m painting him with a tainted brush, since I honestly don’t know what he’s thinking, I’m just going by what I’ve seen and what my mother’s told me…it’s hard to imagine that this man I looked up to could be so underhanded…then again, we are related by blood.

He’s apparently looking for a new job, and I HATE him for it, because of who he’s in talks with. I would kill to work for this company, seriously. It’s one of the hugest and best companies to work for. But, I guess that’s what happens when you have skills and talent. I’m still attempting to learn how to properly code a website without having to whine to my best friend that I crashed it.