-_- Just to let ya'llz know...

[Violet]

I'll probably be gone for the majority of today and tomorrow. My brother called me at about 12:30 last night to tell me my last remaining grandparent, my grandmother on my dad's side, is dying. I have no idea how the hell I am going to get up in columbus, seeing as I don't get paid until tomorrow (irony...) and my mom is wanting to sell all of her jewelry (that she's had for god knows how long) and I don't want her to do it, but we have to get up there somehow.

I haven't seen or talked to my grandmother in quite sometime, not because I didn't really want to, but because everytime I contact the Johnson family (my dad's side) they always, without failure, go into rhetoric about my mother. They don't like her for some reason, perhaps because when I was a child, my mom got the balls to leave my abusive father, and the only one who appreciated her for it from that side of the family was my Grandpa, who died Christmas Day 1993.

The whole clan is supposed to be there, and as soon as we scrounge up some cash, me and mom will be going up.

I have the feeling that I will be having to let out bitchmode in the middle of the hospital, simply because my dad likes to start drama wherever he goes, especially when my mom is there. Doesn't matter where, hell, he did it in the middle of court a few years back...in front of the judge!

But if I have to...I will let them all know, treat my mother with the same respect yuo treat your own mother, or I will have thier testicles hanging off of a burning bamboo stick. I am dead serious. Its getting old, all this bs with my mom and dad, I can't have a decent conversation with my father without him rattling off about what a whorish bitch my mother is just because she persued him for child support years ago, and he still didn't want to pay, but the courts are making him. My opinion: if you would have been a man in the first place, not abused my mother, and financially as well as physically took care of your children, all this shit wouldn't be this way. Get the fuck over it.

I wasn't there when my Grandpa Woodrum died, nor was i there when my Grandpa Johnson died, I barely got to see my Grandma Woodrum before she died, and I will be God Damned if I don't make it to my last remaining grandmother's side before she died.

Well, off to pawn my DvD's....

Just letting yalls know where I am at before I go dissappearing. I am not looking for sympathy or anything like that, but just understanding. If anyone has the same problems with their family, you're not alone.

[Yamu]

I know your not looking for it and I'm not giving it, but you and your family are in my prayers.

Edit: Mainly, I'm just glad someone else is using y'all on the boards.

[Violet]

Originally posted by Yamu

Edit: Mainly, I'm just glad someone else is using y'all on the boards.

Not quite sure I understand...?

[Violet]

Update: Changed for tomorrow. The old man called back and just basically started the BSing before we had a chance to leave, so expect some news tomorrow on this. =)

[Android-18]

He means the word "ya'll", you use it.

I hope things turn out ok =/. My family life isnt very great at the moment either.

[Super Buu]

Without going into details, I can relate. I hope you get through it alright. Feel free to hit me up on AIM if you feel like talking. 8)

[OldYamcha]

Originally posted by Super Buu
Without going into details, I can relate. I hope you get through it alright.

What he said.

[Violet]

Well, at about 7:47 this morning, my grandma finally died. I stayed up at the hospital all day and night and this morning. It was pretty hellacious. First off, when me and mom arrive up there, driving almost 80+ freakin miles to Riverside Hospital, we get up to ICU where my grandma was, and we couldn't get into see her. At this point, my dad and Uncle Mike just took her off her respirator, and my Uncle Tommy came in and had a fit because they didn't even let him know jack shit about taking it off. All three got into a huge ass fight out in the hallway, right outside my grandma's room, and she was still talking at this time. The docs were inside dressing her and stuff.

Security was called, and Mike was about to leave, but Uncle Tommy somehow persuaded the security guy to let Mike stay to see his mom. Well, this dickhead, Mike, just was like, "Well, I've already said my goodbyes." and fucking left. His mother was dying, and he didn't have the decency to stay with her until she took her last breath. There is alot behind this story, of which I don't want to explain right now. But anyways, the docs finally let us up to see her, and by the time we get to see her, she had fallen into a coma, it was pretty damn quick. The only thing she could do was suck on the sponge we kept wet to keep her mouth from drying out.

So it was me, my mom, my step mom, my sister, my brother, my two cousins, uncle tom, dad, Aunt Donna, and my dad's girlfriend, and we were sitting around, spending time with her. I couldn't cry for some god awful reason, mainly because I couldn't believe that my Grandma was this bad off.

I remember her being the most imposing, strong willed woman who towered over everyone, and seeing her so thin and frail, arms blackened because when the docs kept sticking her with IV's her veins would burst. Her face was pasty white, eyes closed, unresponsive to light, just...horrible.

After a while, my dad left, he had to go take his meds and he has already got some fucked up injuries, and he can't stay up for more than 4 hours because of it, so it was me, my mom, cousins, brother, uncle Tom and Aunt Donna, we stayed up there all night. Uncle tom was trying to keep the spirits high, the more afraid and sad he gets, the more comical he gets, you know, trying to be funny in order to keep from breaking down. He cracked a few times last night, but I am proud of him. He was the strongest of the three sons, and he came all the way from New York on a shipping job to stay by his mothers side.

I finally crashed about three this morning, after raiding the hospital fridge (haha) and my cousin Matt came to wake me up about 10 to seven, and had me go to grandma's room. At this point, she was still the same way she was before I went to bed, and I excuse my self to go take a cigarette break downstairs. I am not down there for more than, oh, 20 minutes,and I come up and Uncle Tom told me she died just 11 minutes ago. I hadn't been gone for 9 minutes, and she passed. The good thing was, she waited till all of us was awake before going, but she went out peacefully. (The morphine shot helped.=) )

My uncle calls his brothers and the only one to show up was my dad, and it just got even uglier. The whoever you call her came in (Clergy or whatever) to finalize what was going to happen to the body, and Tom and Dad got into a fight, and of all things, fucking money. MONEY. Grandma hadn't even been dead for an hour yet, and that was all tehy could bicker about. >=(

Anyhoo, dad left, Uncle Tom signed a petition of greivance so the hospital don't cremate her, and after smoking with him, we left.

But, that is basically how my morning has been. I am pretty fucked up right now, but I'll manage.

[Toshiro]

='(

*hugs*

[OldYamcha]

Originally posted by Toma

Originally posted by Super Buu
Without going into details, I can relate. I hope you get through it alright.

What he said.

My dad and uncle did the same on my father's side grandma's passing away.