What a day. What. A. Day.

[shiroioji]

So I went to the home yesterday after many phone calls were made. To bring everyone up to speed, the hospital gave me a few phone numbers, five to be exact. Only two of the five are still in working use. Of the two, one rings and rings and rings, and is supposedly her grandmother. The other one rings about five times and then goes to a machine

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[readitnweep]

Wow

[flumsan]

I found a link to the first Shay-post and I've been stuck reading the rest of them all night. I am feeling slightly nauseated but mostly just in awe. It's horribly fascinating. And you really deserve an award for all of this.

It seems as if you're not very active on LJ right now, but I'd like to add you anyways, if that's alright? I'd like to get to know you.

Take care!

[nephesh]

you sir, are a fucking saint in the highest order. this makes me want to put out a notice to everybody that knows me: if i ever start behaving anything close to that, don't put me in a home; just take me outback and shoot me. christ.

A Rose For Shay

[itzwicks]

And thanks to you for sharing the story. I suspect that a LOT of people have been educated, entertained, mortified, and otherwise rendered speechless from the whole saga.

Where ever life takes you, I hope you have years of light and love.

You, sir, are a Real American Hero

[anonymous]

Today we salute you, Mister Zen-Like Patience for Terminally Insane Roommates.
(Mister Zen-Like Patience for Terminally Insane Roommates!)

Wearing only dish-gloves and a steely gaze, you cleaned up messes that only another human body could have produced.
(The aaaiiir is on fire!)

The oddly-stained clothing. The piles of food wrappers. And eventually, even the roommate's body itself.
(Ugh!)

You handled it all. And when it was all finally over, you posted photos of it online and became... a star.
(I shine so briiight!)

So here's to you, Mister Zen-Like Patience for Terminally Insane Roommates. Crack an ice cold Bud Light and remember that without folks like you, the rest of us wouldn't appreciate what it means to live alone.
(Thank you, thank you, thaaank you)

Anheuser-Busch, St. Louis, MO