Amy's brother had to back into surgery yesterday afternoon and had to have a damaged piece of his brain removed and they put him into a coma (they are going to periodically take him out of a coma to check his vitals). The piece of his brain that was removed controls his language skills. So now the doctors are telling her family that there are three possible outcomes: (1) He could wake up and be fine, (2) he could wake up and have problems with his language skills (i.e. not be able to talk or talk with a speech impediment), or (3) he could not wake up at all. The doctors aren't optimistic and neither is Amy.
I've been trying to keep myself busy because there is nothing that I can do for her other than listen when she calls and tell her that I love her. Its hard to know that she's hurting and there's nothing that I can do.
The highlight of my day yesterday was when I went to work. I normally work with the two year olds, on the "little" playground. We were short staffed so I was moved to the "big" playground for the afternoon. I walked down to the big playground and was mobbed by all of my little monsters from last year all wanting hugs because they don't get to see me very often anymore. They were all very excited it was Halloween and wanted to tell me all about their costumes. It puts a smile on my face to know that I've made an impression on these kids. Then when my little ones saw me on the big playground, they all lined up at the fence and called my name for an hour because they couldn't understand why I wasn't with them. They hadn't seen me with any of the other children before and in their minds, I'm their teacher and need to be with them. I love little kids. Their lives are so simple yet so complete.
My university's homecoming was last night. I couldn't care less. I got home after work and was looking forward to all of the tricker treaters. I must have gotten home too late for all of the cute little ones in costumes because all I got were the greedy little 10 year old bastard children. I was handing out handfuls of peanut m&m's, mini snickers, mini twix, and starbursts, and they had the audacity to request certain pieces over other pieces. That just pisses me off. You take what you can get and be happy about, and if you aren't happy about it, you at least thank the person giving it to you.
I went to bed early last night because I didn't feel like dealing with the world anymore.
My parents just called. They have nothing to do today so they want to come over and help move boxes with me. Now I have to get cracking, so I can be ready for them.
I haven't heard from Amy yet today.
I've been trying to keep myself busy because there is nothing that I can do for her other than listen when she calls and tell her that I love her. Its hard to know that she's hurting and there's nothing that I can do.
The highlight of my day yesterday was when I went to work. I normally work with the two year olds, on the "little" playground. We were short staffed so I was moved to the "big" playground for the afternoon. I walked down to the big playground and was mobbed by all of my little monsters from last year all wanting hugs because they don't get to see me very often anymore. They were all very excited it was Halloween and wanted to tell me all about their costumes. It puts a smile on my face to know that I've made an impression on these kids. Then when my little ones saw me on the big playground, they all lined up at the fence and called my name for an hour because they couldn't understand why I wasn't with them. They hadn't seen me with any of the other children before and in their minds, I'm their teacher and need to be with them. I love little kids. Their lives are so simple yet so complete.
My university's homecoming was last night. I couldn't care less. I got home after work and was looking forward to all of the tricker treaters. I must have gotten home too late for all of the cute little ones in costumes because all I got were the greedy little 10 year old bastard children. I was handing out handfuls of peanut m&m's, mini snickers, mini twix, and starbursts, and they had the audacity to request certain pieces over other pieces. That just pisses me off. You take what you can get and be happy about, and if you aren't happy about it, you at least thank the person giving it to you.
I went to bed early last night because I didn't feel like dealing with the world anymore.
My parents just called. They have nothing to do today so they want to come over and help move boxes with me. Now I have to get cracking, so I can be ready for them.
I haven't heard from Amy yet today.
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