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Posted 15 years agowell, i did my first attempt at a meme, i'm no artist but i feel satisfied with what i did, and had fun doing it.
Here it is.
Its based on a meme offered up by bbmbbf, which can be found HERE
Here it is.
Its based on a meme offered up by bbmbbf, which can be found HERE
fast changes
Posted 16 years agoLife can change faster then you can blink, I learned that fast since the beginning of the year. On Febuary 6, I came home from work to find my dad in the kitchen, asleep in his Scooter Store chair. At least i thought he was asleep. I tried to wake him, but he wouldn't respond, no matter how loud i yell. I then saw that the front of the dishwasher was devistated. I quickly realized this was beyond my abilitys so i called 911. Seems he had a diabetic attack. His blood surger had droped to 25. Parametics came and took him to the hospital where he started to recover.
On the following tusday, they discharged him, still with a cathater in him. so i started to take care of him as best as i can. But as the days passed, he started to demand more and more from me. Waking me at night every hour to half an hour, just to eather help tuck him into bed or to help him sit up in bed. This lasted up to the following tusday, where he continued to wake me from my sleep, at one point, i became sick myself. Cause of that, for the second time in 6 years of dedicated work, i had to call in sick. I was a wreck the rest of the day, nearing the point of wanting to die or wanting him to die. Had to miss the next day as well to take him to the dock that put the cathater in him.
The next day i was able to go to work, though i was still a wreck myself. When i got home though, i had found my dad was gone and there was a message on the machine from his diabetic doctor. Seems the home nuring lady, who only came three times a week, got worried when dad didn't answer the door so she called the fire department to get into the house. She then had him taken back to the hospital. There he stayed till the 27th when he came home again, he was still doing bad, infact he seemed worst. Finaly, i had reached the limit of what i could do. So on the 28th, when he seemed to be falling asleep every 5 minuts, i called an ambulance for him. That was the last time he ever came home.
His health declined more and more and finaly, on the 11th, 6 days after my birthday, he passed away from hearth, kidny, and lung failer. I loved him, but when he passed i also hated him. He had life insurance, but he forgot a payment and it laped, leaving me with nothing. He was also got into one of those pyramid scheams, beleaving it would make us rich, but instead it brought in nothing but those stoopid letter schams that say you won millions and all one has to do to collet is send in 20 dollars. Dad bought into that. He also convinced me to buy new carpeting for our house, saying that we would pay it off together over the 6 months without APR. I ended up paying the whole thing with my tax return.
Now i'm low on money, getting close to being one month late on my mortgage cause i can't afford all the bills i have to pay. I live in a moblehome, the property is rented. I pay 432 for the mortgage, and 410 for rent. that leaves little to nothing at the end of the month for my other bills. Now i'm looking to have to move. which in itself will be a pain. Amazing how fast life changes.
On the following tusday, they discharged him, still with a cathater in him. so i started to take care of him as best as i can. But as the days passed, he started to demand more and more from me. Waking me at night every hour to half an hour, just to eather help tuck him into bed or to help him sit up in bed. This lasted up to the following tusday, where he continued to wake me from my sleep, at one point, i became sick myself. Cause of that, for the second time in 6 years of dedicated work, i had to call in sick. I was a wreck the rest of the day, nearing the point of wanting to die or wanting him to die. Had to miss the next day as well to take him to the dock that put the cathater in him.
The next day i was able to go to work, though i was still a wreck myself. When i got home though, i had found my dad was gone and there was a message on the machine from his diabetic doctor. Seems the home nuring lady, who only came three times a week, got worried when dad didn't answer the door so she called the fire department to get into the house. She then had him taken back to the hospital. There he stayed till the 27th when he came home again, he was still doing bad, infact he seemed worst. Finaly, i had reached the limit of what i could do. So on the 28th, when he seemed to be falling asleep every 5 minuts, i called an ambulance for him. That was the last time he ever came home.
His health declined more and more and finaly, on the 11th, 6 days after my birthday, he passed away from hearth, kidny, and lung failer. I loved him, but when he passed i also hated him. He had life insurance, but he forgot a payment and it laped, leaving me with nothing. He was also got into one of those pyramid scheams, beleaving it would make us rich, but instead it brought in nothing but those stoopid letter schams that say you won millions and all one has to do to collet is send in 20 dollars. Dad bought into that. He also convinced me to buy new carpeting for our house, saying that we would pay it off together over the 6 months without APR. I ended up paying the whole thing with my tax return.
Now i'm low on money, getting close to being one month late on my mortgage cause i can't afford all the bills i have to pay. I live in a moblehome, the property is rented. I pay 432 for the mortgage, and 410 for rent. that leaves little to nothing at the end of the month for my other bills. Now i'm looking to have to move. which in itself will be a pain. Amazing how fast life changes.
