My life's musings. If you wanna know more about me, look here, because I don't often volunteer much information about myself in open chat/forums.
Still battling on. Keeping faith when all seems hopeless
My dad is still sick & has been since a month prior to my birthday. He's missed my eighteenth, my graduation, & the birth of his grandson all because of lies & diabetes. Yes, lies. We just found out that the open-heart surgery he had a few years ago was botched. They punctured his lung & didn't tell us. They coverd it up & it never healed properly beause of his diabetes. Do to that problem he's had three amputations, pneumonia at least four times, staph twice, a stroke, & a minor heart attack. He hasn't been home in nearly six months. Now I fear for him because this newest infection is making him nowhere near lucid. My mom is stressed out, depressed, & subceptible to angry mood swings. Too many times have I seen her crying over my dad's bed. Along with having to provide for us alone she's the only one who is honest among the BOE candidates for the election in November. God is the only reason we all just haven't caved to our emotions fully. Hope is all we have.