Waving the White Flag

I am officially waving the white flag. I cannot process or take in anymore emotional stimuli. I am done.


It has NOT been a good 365 days for me.

For anyone that is keeping score, in 365 days, I have:

(1) Lost my 5 dearest friends on the planet

(2) Been through an extreme therapy program

(3) Watched my sister suffer with being diagnosed with Multiple Sclerosis

(4) My Grandpa passed away

(5) I had yet another knee surgery

And just to add the icing on the cake,

(6) Today my dad was diagnosed with Bacterial Meningitis.


My father was found at work this morning at 6:45am unconscious, face down on the floor, completely unresponsive to all stimuli and he was unable to speak. He was rushed from work in an ambulance to an ER where they were able to revive him to consciousness and diagnose Bacterial Meningitis.


When I got to work this morning at 7:40am my management team was waiting for me, and as soon as I got off the elevator on the 20th floor and scanned my security card, they all but smothered me. My Boss told me what he knew at that point ~which wasn’t much ~ and advised me to go to the 10th floor and talk to Security to obtain more information. My management team came with me down to the 10th floor and they were asking all the questions my brain was to numb to vocalize.


I did manage to ask one question. I asked when the last time my dad’s security card had been used. The woman in security looked it up and told me 5:40pm LAST NIGHT. My dad could have potentially laid there unconscious for over 12 hours.


The woman in security gave me the cell phone number of one of the paramedics that was taking my dad to the hospital so I called him. He told me what he knew and where my dad was taken and at that point I left work and went to the hospital.


oO(and this is where it gets …umm…creatively described…if you have any issues with profanity, you can stop reading here.)


When I got to the hospital imagine my surprise when I met my father’s latest young bimbo ~oh right…”girlfriend”~ demanding to be made power of attorney and to be informed of any and all medical decisions.


The nurse at the triage desk gave this twatwaffle my father’s wallet, truck/house keys, watch ~ basically all personal belongings ~ and when I found this out and asked for my dad’s belongings to be given to me this little skank says “NO! I’m the one he wants in his life, you can just fuck off, and if you think you’re gonna get them from me you just better call the cops to let them try”


Do the words OH FUCK NO sound about right? *smiles sweetly*


I REALLY tried to be magnanimous with this TWENTY year old fuckwit who has found her “dream job” at the engravable / key cutter shop at one of our local malls. I REALLY tried to acknowledge that she was in my father’s life and that she obviously cares about him, but for her to pitch a COMPLETE fit when the ER Doctor was explaining to me what tests they had run, why they had run them, what they are looking for, what the results were etc. and demand that NO information be released without her WRITTEN consent was just a little more than I was willing to tolerate at that point.


I flat out asked the doctor, right in front of her, who was LEGALLY allowed to make decisions on my father’s behalf and he explained that it would be his wife, then biological children, then any siblings… and on down the line it went…nowhere in the Doctor’s explanation did it include a sugar daddy seeking whore ~oh right “girlfriend”~ who has only been a part of his life for SIX FUCKING WEEKS.


At that point I asked her again (and yes, the way I said it was quite bitchy) for my father’s personal belongings and that was when she literally attacked me. Well…I wish I could say that I was the bigger person and that I didn’t react…but…well…I can’t.


Know your fucking place bitch were the exact words out of my mouth before I knocked her unconscious and broke her nose *smiles sweetly* and yes, while she was out cold I did get my hands on my fathers possessions…as well as my dad’s AMEX Platinum credit card that somehow magically left my dad’s wallet and ended up loose in her purse.


This just reinforces my knowledge that your initial impression and gut instinct about people is never that far off from fact. I can’t even imagine the chaos this skank could’ve caused with that credit card. Jesus.


When the little bitch came to she was informed that the family would not be pressing charges but if she continued to make her presence known at the hospital we would be. I don’t have the tolerance, patience, or ability to give a fuck about this stupid little girl. Let her go meet her next victim in the food court on her next break from work.


The absolute best part is when she sent her best friend into the ER about 2 hours after she had been “escorted off hospital property” (sans handcuffs) and I knew her. I have known Tammy~ the best friend~ since high school. Tammy learned the hard way in grade 10 what happens when I feel cornered and threatened. *smiles sweetly* as soon as Tammy saw me all she said was “oh crap…I’m sorry about your dad…I’ll tell her to leave your family alone” and promptly left. *smirks*


Anyway…that was the drama…and now for the rest of it…


My dad has been admitted to the ICU and the Doctors are hopeful that this strain of Bacterial Meningitis will not be fatal, but at this point they are not sure how much damage was done to my dad’s internal organs. Time will tell that story. The Doctor’s are hopeful that once the swelling on the lining of my dad’s brain reduces that my dad will regain the ability to speak. I really want to know what he was doing scanning in at work at 5:40pm last night.


For any that don’t really know what meningitis is…here is the simplest description I could find.

Meningitis is an infection of the fluid in the spinal cord and the fluid that surrounds the brain. Meningitis is usually caused by an infection with a virus or a bacterium. Knowing whether meningitis is caused by a virus or a bacterium is important because of differences in the seriousness of the illness and the treatment needed.

VIRAL MENINGITIS is usually relatively mild. It clears up within a week or two without specific treatment. Viral meningitis is also called aseptic meningitis.

BACTERIAL MENINGITIS is much more serious. It can cause severe disease that can result in brain damage and even death.

I am so officially done with any thing else that requires emotional availability. I am so tired of having to be the one that my family leans on and relies on to be “the strong one”.

When do I get to break dammit?!!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?