People who are full of life should not die.

Tuesday morning my dad goes to the hospital for a cardiac catheterization.I'm a lot more freaked out than I was before (when he was just having the other testing). Of course, that was also before I knew he'd also had a heart attack ( Read more... )

Well, instead of going to Ft. Jackson on Sunday and Monday, I'm going with my dad to the cardiologist on Monday.

His cardiolyte stress test revealed scars on his heart which means he's had a heart attackThe same thing happened to my grandma (paternal). She had a heart attack, but didn't find out until later. Four years later she died. I'd be lying ( Read more... )

Sunday evening I go to Fort Jackson to take my test, stay overnight. When I wake up the next day I have my physical then go home ( Read more... )

My friend Ryan didn't die, but his grandmother did.

The booze was where I looked for it.

Sleep isn't finding me easily.

I think my empathy dial has been turned up to maximum, and it bothers me. Empathy, in small, doses is great. What I'm experiencing is hell.

How do I explain this to my therapist without coming across as schizophrenic ( Read more... )

I had a dream that my friend Ryan died ( Read more... )

I learned how to roll my tongue recently. At first I thought it was cool, but after I took a picture of it on my new phone I realized it's kind of gross looking. BUT I CAN ROLL MY TONGUE ( Read more... )

I went to Verizon to get my phone fixed ( Read more... )

Move-in is about 80 ( Read more... )

Asheville again Thursday-Saturday. Beau will be with me! He loves it up there, but he's still not used to the new house yet ( Read more... )