The sun is out and bright while,
We are all eating popsicles.
Because maybe the world will end and,
That's the best way to it.
SCREAM through dreams that cut your voice off;
wide awake, will nothing soothe?
With a word I'd take this pain from you,
but I fall mute.
Title: Oh boy. Posted: April 12, 2007 (12:35 AM)
Mom's in the hospital. Again.
Gall bladder and such. Oh well.
It's like Jedi training.
There is no coincidence; only The Force.
User: pup Title: Posted: April 12, 2007 (08:56 AM)
Sorry to hear that. Is everything going to be okay?
User: carcinogen_crush Title: Posted: April 12, 2007 (11:01 AM)
Yeah, should be. There've been a couple complications, and she opted out of surgery at the get-go because she's got a massive weight problem, and you know how that can raise all of the statistics that you'd rather not see do so.
Just nerve wrecking at this point.
User: pup Title: Posted: April 12, 2007 (01:23 PM)
Well, make sure to keep us posted.
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