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8 years ago
Couple people emailed me this week interested in commissions. Apparently I never changed the big caps message in my bio that read commissions are open. Sorry. No. And for a while, commissions will remain closed will I work on things that should have been finished more than three years ago.
I'd like to say I've spent the past year doing just that, but I haven't. Mainly due to work 45-50 hour work weeks at first. But these past few months have basically seen me getting up at 5am, working 8 to 10 hours. Coming home, changing, and checking on the beagle, then immediately going to visit my dad at the hospital or in some cases, the rehab center.
That was my daily routine from the end of November up until March 5th when I got the call that he was in decline from pneumonia, heart problems, kidney failure, and falling blood pressure and I need to rush over there and discuss the situation.
Basically it came down to the fact that the only way he could pull through was by way of an absolute miracle and even if he did, his quality of life would be abysmal and he'd never be able to come back home.
So my half-sister and I had to make the decision to let him go. We tried to hold off for as many of his friends to come and see him one last time. But we finally went ahead. They dosed him with morphine, they removed all the tubes and hoses and support and we let him go.
The only direct family I have left is an estranged half sister that popped back up during dad's second trip to the hospital on Christmas Eve when they thought for sure he only had a 50% chance of making it.
Currently trying my best to make arrangements for him. But those have been halted by the insurance company who have decided that his life insurance claim might be contestable so they want paperwork filled out by the doctor and that just slows everything down.
So that's where I stand right now. Too much time on the phone, signing paperwork, and being asked questions I don't know answers to while my father's body sits in an crematorium's refrigeration unit.
So there's every likelihood that I'm going to be MIA for another few months.
My apologies.
I'd like to say I've spent the past year doing just that, but I haven't. Mainly due to work 45-50 hour work weeks at first. But these past few months have basically seen me getting up at 5am, working 8 to 10 hours. Coming home, changing, and checking on the beagle, then immediately going to visit my dad at the hospital or in some cases, the rehab center.
That was my daily routine from the end of November up until March 5th when I got the call that he was in decline from pneumonia, heart problems, kidney failure, and falling blood pressure and I need to rush over there and discuss the situation.
Basically it came down to the fact that the only way he could pull through was by way of an absolute miracle and even if he did, his quality of life would be abysmal and he'd never be able to come back home.
So my half-sister and I had to make the decision to let him go. We tried to hold off for as many of his friends to come and see him one last time. But we finally went ahead. They dosed him with morphine, they removed all the tubes and hoses and support and we let him go.
The only direct family I have left is an estranged half sister that popped back up during dad's second trip to the hospital on Christmas Eve when they thought for sure he only had a 50% chance of making it.
Currently trying my best to make arrangements for him. But those have been halted by the insurance company who have decided that his life insurance claim might be contestable so they want paperwork filled out by the doctor and that just slows everything down.
So that's where I stand right now. Too much time on the phone, signing paperwork, and being asked questions I don't know answers to while my father's body sits in an crematorium's refrigeration unit.
So there's every likelihood that I'm going to be MIA for another few months.
My apologies.
I'm always around if you ever want to chat about anything.
All the best to you.