My Vincent Price DeskTop
Sunday, October 15, 2006
Skunk in tent with me…
Sunday, October 15, 2006
and there is a skunk in the tent…
a little baby one, he is so cute, just came walking in and is sitting here next to Topie and eating out ofc the catfood dish with him… he doesn’t seem to be scared at all, not trying to spray or threaten or anything, just siting here in the tent, eating with the cats, like he belongs here. he’s about 5″ away from me, not sure if I should move or not
I’m getting a boat!
Saturday, October 14, 2006
I’m on MySpace
Saturday, October 14, 2006
I am now on MySpace if anyone wants to link up on my friends list. Just click AddMe. Love to see you there!
Coma
Tuesday, October 10, 2006
as people who follow me on my web sites and chat groups well know, last May our family was faced with a freak acident that left my dad in a coma and not expected to live… it was the scariest hellish nightmare me and my brothers have ever been through and it totaly disrupted our lives, making us see everything through new eyes.
A coma, is not what we — I — had thought it was… I only knew comas from movies and novies tell us that a person lays there, like they are asleep… that is the farthest thing from the truth
In the first few moments of the coma, my dad became hysterical, he torn the woodstove out of the wall and threw is across the room, smashing out the water pipes and flooding the house… he ripped the toliet out of the floor and sent it across the house as well… he smashed all most everything, ripped out walls with his bare hands… all the while he could neither see nor hear any of us, and was screaming in no legible terms much like a rabid animal, and try as we could, we could not stop him, he had the streangth of a giant, not a normal thing for him… with barely the walls still standing we went to the neighbors for help, the police arrived and it tooke 4 big officers to tie him down and carry him out to the ambulance, at this point we had no idea what had happened… the town condemed what was left of our house. The whole thing took place in about 15 minutes. (though the event with the police harasment took 4 hours and nearly cost my dad his life, but that’s another story).
Four hours later doctors told us that what we had just experianced was a diabetic coma. He had no knowledge that he had diabetes, and the coma was brought on by his sugar level being in excess of 1,200. He remained in the coma for nearly 2 months, shackled to the hospital and thrashing and screaming the entire time, relaxing only when the doctors tranquilized him.
His eyes were often open, and he often acted as though he was talking to people who were not there. There were many times when he seemed to be awake. And yes the dopctors notice every single movment… they had every inch of him suck with monitors, that set off alarms at the slightest movement. He had 2 doctors and 4 nurses on duty at any given time, and these rotated every three days, so that he had 4 doctors and 12 nurses taking care of him.
At it’s worst point, he stopped breathing, his kidneys shut down, and it looked as though he’d not make it through the night.
When he came out of the coma, he could no longer talk or walk, bith caused by having not spoken or walking for so very long… he had to be retrained how to do both.
Through it all, he remembers nothing… his last memory was 3 days before he tore the house apart. His first memory was sitting in a chair wanting to eat ice cream, 2 months later.








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