July 27, 2007

The truths that we all tried to hide
Are so much clear when it's not our lives
We don't face the blame

AWTM is correct in her comments on the last post ... thanks to the world of hormone therapy, I have entered the world of an increasing bust size ...

... Something which I'm sure was pleasurable for the passers-by as I got caught in an absolute downpour this evening. I was nothing short of completely soaked ...

And now that I've lost the male population of the readership ... I'll keep going below the fold for the um, three readers that I have left?

I'm back to visiting the ICU on a regular basis.

I've done less crying this time, though I can't really explain why.

Perhaps it is because I am more focused on the disbelief, it makes living in denial easier ... maybe?

No, there is no denying a dying man left behind.

I am still the interloper. It is a role I have come to peace with. I'd be the one calling adult protective services if he weren't in the hospital right now. I'm slowly losing ties with the entire family as it is, so what's a little bit of anger?

I have stopped caring who is mad. When there is a simple, feasible, mild solution that could at least attempt to give someone a little bit of quality back in their life, I am ok with people being mad. At least then they'll keep their nose out of my business because they won't want anything to do with me.

I'm not interested in saving a person for the sake of saving them, just to prolong a life no one would want to live. That is not my decision to make. But I'm not going to listen to a doctor that was dead wrong in a major way from a hospital with a reputation for killing people make that decision either.

A hero of two wars and this is how his family thanks him ...

Posted by Princess Cat at July 27, 2007 08:35 PM @ 08:35 PM in SSDD // Permalink | TrackBack

PC... my hear really does break for you. I'm waiting for you to get a f*ckin' break. Your intentions are spot on.


Posted by: Pixie at July 27, 2007 11:59 PM

PC... my heart really does break for you. I'm waiting for you to get a f*ckin' break. Your intentions are spot on.


Posted by: Pixie at July 27, 2007 11:59 PM

what did I win?

Posted by: armywifetoddlermom at July 28, 2007 11:54 PM

I think you have plenty more than 3 readers left

Posted by: Jared at July 29, 2007 08:54 PM


Hey, I made it past those lines! Sorry to hear what you're going through. Really. It's got to be tough, but it appears you're doing the right thing.

Posted by: Ogre at July 31, 2007 10:06 AM

What makes you think the first few lines would make you lose "the male population of the readership"? I am always interested in what the female population has to say. Your minds are so much more intricate than ours. I'd much rather talk to and listen 2 a woman than a man. The trouble is that I can only do it for a short while at a time. It's information overload. Men's brains aren't wired for it. Have a nice day.


Posted by: Assrot at July 31, 2007 05:49 PM

Okay, Cat... "increasing bust size" and "wet shirts"... ummmm... that's not going to lose anyone's attention. 'Specially not mine.

But as far as the rest is concerned, I'm feeling for you. Really. While I don't really pray, strength should be on the way...

Posted by: That 1 Guy at July 31, 2007 10:12 PM

Thinkin' of ya... feel better. *hugs*

Posted by: Miss B at August 2, 2007 11:50 AM

as one of the 'three' readers you have left, i want you to know i love reading your work, one of the few blogs i have read all the back/historical post on. Keep up the good work, and get well soon.

Posted by: dagamore at August 5, 2007 09:47 AM