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Current Events => The DUmpster => Topic started by: franksolich on November 19, 2008, 05:48:00 PM
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Damn.
The crooked tale primitive never quits; it's an endless self-pity-party.
The crooked tale primitive's got more problems than Job.
The Straight Story (1000+ posts) Wed Nov-19-08 06:20 PM
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The last few weeks - A thanks and a request for prayers/good thoughts
I would thank you all for contributing to DU and keeping it running (and thanks to those who couldn't but still come here and post and make this place a wonderful place to be).
I have shared my life here as much as I can, some things though I cannot and will not. But having been here 4+ years I wanted to take a moment to fill in my friends on where I went and why.
After moving back to Ohio I had hoped things would get better. They were starting to, and then it all went to hell. Living with a fundie dad is not easy. So the wife and I live with a close friend across the street who helps me to care for her and my little girl.
There were many days at work my baby would call me and tell me mommy was sick and she was scared and hungry, and I would have to leave work and take care of her. She saw her momma go to the hospital, try to kill herself, watch her suffer, etc. I had to make a choice - my job or my family. I chose family and moved back here where I would be around people I thought cared.
Dad and family cared, but wanted to control things (trying to force my daughter o go to Sunday school and us to church when my wife was too ill for example).
So we basically moved in with a good friend of mine across the street, he is able to help take care of the wife while I am looking for work (and when I get a job). From helping her to walk to the bathroom to walking down the steps.
------ This Week
I was so sick I went to the ER alone. I didn't want baby girl to worry about me so told her I had an interview. I was there 8 hours, scared and worried about what they would find. Too sick to even stand. I talked to a social worker as well about things going on. I had the flu and was low on potassium and dehydrated.
My doc put me on 7 prescriptions (from xanax to codeine to blood pressure meds, etc).
My little girl's kitties were staying at a friend's house down the street for a spell and she and I would go and see them for the night (he worked out of town). My friend finally made arrangements to move them here for her (he has a big dog and another cat, but wanted her to be happy). The wife gave them a flea bath but something went wrong and the cats went into bad shock and were dying (biting off their own tongues, etc) so my friend and I had to put them down. She still thinks they are at the vets and might be ok, will tell her this weekend about it all. I drove those kitties across country with two dogs and it was hell, they were her pride and joy. And she is only 7 and it breaks my heart that I have to tell her. I still have nightmares about it.
My job I was working in security got all screwed up - part time and by the time they took out insurance I had $2 left on my paycheck. Unemployment has been hell, but should all be worked out in a few weeks.
My dad has helped out some, but he is getting worse physically (he is 74). And now my wife is back in bed sick 90% of the time, I am trying to home school my daughter (she has separation anxiety right now and needs to see a counselor which I cannot afford), look for work, and take care of her day to day.
I have spent years caring for a sick wife, my daughter, and trying to please people I worked with (I used to run 3 major data centers which took up a huge chunk of time for 5 years). Now I spend a lot of time alone trying to find ways to just make a few dollars to get by.
All I want is the simple American dream, a little family and a place to call my own, to pay the bills, have food on the table, and make sure the ones I love are taken care of.
Tomorrow night I have to tell my baby her kitties are not coming home, I have to sit next to my wife in her bed and tell her I didn't have an interview today, I have to face the fact that the one person those two people love and depend on cannot fix all their problems like he wants to.
I feel like a failure. No matter how hard I have worked over the years it is for naught, the ones I love the most and that depend on me the most are left hanging.
Would that I could buy a beer tonight and kill the pain I feel.
Yeah, it will get better - but that does not help tonight.
So I come here to my friends and ask for some hugs and some love.
It's still a newly-lit bonfire, only two primitives, including the dysmenopausal Kansas school teacher, at it yet.
But the crooked tale primitive shouldn't fret so much; the Big Zero's on his way, to dispense milk and honey and free medical care for all and peace throughout all the world; I'm sure the crooked tale primitive can hang in there another circa 60 days until the Big Zero descends from the mountain.
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Damn.
The crooked tale primitive never quits; it's an endless self-pity-party.
The crooked tale primitive's got more problems than Job.
It's still a newly-lit bonfire, only two primitives, including the dysmenopausal Kansas school teacher, at it yet.
But the crooked tale primitive shouldn't fret so much; the Big Zero's on his way, to dispense milk and honey and free medical care for all and peace throughout all the world; I'm sure the crooked tale primitive can hang in there another circa 60 days until the Big Zero descends from the mountain.
I feel sorry for the little girl, look how many strikes she already has against her. For her sake, I pray the dad would find work and a home of their own. Too bad he's so anti-religion, Sunday School could've provided some stability and friendship to the little girl's life, and possibly some adults who would care.
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I feel sorry for the little girl, look how many strikes she already has against her. For her sake, I pray the dad would find work and a home of their own. Too bad he's so anti-religion, Sunday School could've provided some stability and friendship to the little girl's life, and possibly some adults who would care.
You would think a parent going through what they are( if in fact they are) would be ok with the little girl gretting out of the house for awhile. A respite from all the drama, needed socialization and indeed some positive stimuli in her life for a change.
But Jesus said, Suffer little children, and forbid them not, to come unto me: for of such is the kingdom of heaven.
Matthew 19:14
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In other words..Please DUmbasses bail me out once more but I want to say in public that I don`t want your help....just PM me so I can give you a paypal email.
The movie playing is groundhog day it seems.
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The Straight Story (1000+ posts) Thu Feb-21-08 07:21 PM
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Well, i give up. I messed up, I am getting punished for it - and yet bush is walking free
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I blame only me for this. I screwed up. I had a driver's license from Ohio which I thought was good until October of this year. I was wrong (I live in CA now). I kept that license because I thought I may end up moving back there (and even applied for jobs back there as I am not finding much here).......
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You would think a parent going through what they are( if in fact they are) would be ok with the little girl gretting out of the house for awhile. A respite from all the drama, needed socialization and indeed some positive stimuli in her life for a change.
But Jesus said, Suffer little children, and forbid them not, to come unto me: for of such is the kingdom of heaven.
Matthew 19:14
He'd rather sacrifice his little girl to his liberal "principles", than do something which could give her a sense of security and some happiness, and could certainly do her no harm. If it's all that important to him, he could find a "liberal" church (God help the poor child).
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This story is SO disturbing that I pray it is either a bouncy, or the writings of a brilliant mole. That child needs to be moved from that house; I'm betting dollars to donuts that Mommy Dearest poisoned the cats.
Munchhausen's, soon to be by proxy. Poor baby.
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Wow! For the second time today...
L.O.S.E.R.
The DUmp is full of them lately.
The DUmp has always been full of losers and always will. It's a central part of their faith.
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This story is SO disturbing that I pray it is either a bouncy, or the writings of a brilliant mole. That child needs to be moved from that house; I'm betting dollars to donuts that Mommy Dearest poisoned the cats.
Munchhausen's, soon to be by proxy. Poor baby.
That was certainly a weird story...both the "flea bath" for cats, and the cats getting so sick from it. You generally don't bathe a cat for fleas...but the times I have bathed cats, none of them died from it. Totally doesn't add up. Not that that's any surprise. ::)
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I had the flu and was low on potassium and dehydrated.
My doc put me on 7 prescriptions (from xanax to codeine to blood pressure meds, etc).
This one was ::), too.
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That was certainly a weird story...both the "flea bath" for cats, and the cats getting so sick from it. You generally don't bathe a cat for fleas...but the times I have bathed cats, none of them died from it. Totally doesn't add up. Not that that's any surprise. ::)
We had one of our cats a long time ago siezure and die as soon as he hit the water with the dip in it. He had lost so much blood to the fleas that he was enemic and he went into anaphalyctic shock in reaction to the flea dip. This was in Korea and we had a major infestation and it finally took an order from the base commander to get the base housing engineers to deal with it properly. (Plastic tent around the house and total fumigation)
He was a longhaired cat with dense fur and we had no idea he was affected so badly. Keep in mind that my wife was still a practicing Vet at this time.
It happens.