The New Café

[GK Punk]

yeah if there's something we can do for you, just let us know.

[愛]

That's just so terrible, TMB. I'm really sorry. You know the VG crew is here for you, man.

[Katie]

Sorry about your Mom, TMB its never easy losing someone that close to you. I've never lost a parent, but I did lose my fiance. Not the same, but still someone close. you got another ear if you need it, man.

[Voltron]

If you need prayers, you've got mine.

[Machias Banshee]

Man...

My mom went into the hospital yesterday. After two years without any problems, her cellulitis is back. Her entire hip is purple and burning hot. I wish they would just do the friggen surgery and get the thing removed. It's just a lil bag of fat that acts up whenever mom gets tired, but they say it's cosmetic so they refuse to pay. So she gets to suffer through IV antibiotics, fevers and risking a bloodclot or something because of this. I'm gonna be spending tonight with her, and hopefully she'll be home tomorrow, or it's another long night for me. I couldn't sleep right last night because of mom's O2 machine not being on. I'm so used to it's noise, my ears buzzed all night without it.

And just to make things better, I think the bloodclot in my leg is grown back. The leg pain started yesterday - I hate to tell my parents, but dammit... I'm not even on the pill this time, I'm (still) not smoking, Nothing... I swear, every time I come near a hospital, something goes wrong. I can't be on blood-thinners for the rest of my life...

[Kunoichi_Haruko]

TMB, I'm truly sorry for your loss. Prayers for you and your family, hun.

And Machias, prayers for you and your family too.

[KROW]

That's horrible, TMB. I'm wholeheartedly sorry for your loss and for your current housing situation. It's bad when life reams you in the ass then spits in your face. Sometimes the people who really don't deserve that sh*t get it the worst.

I feel the same towards you, Mach. I hope everything doesn't get too serious.

I don't pray, but I will think pleasant thoughts for both you and yours.

[Jester]

Man, when it rains it pours...I hope everything works out for you and your mom, Machi.

[Machias Banshee]

Thanks guys...

I'm just stopping in. This'll be my third night at the hospital. The nurses are nice, but they can't help my mom with some stuff. The infection just hasn't let up as fast as previous.

Mom is feeling better, just frustrated about the doctor situation. This doctor spoke with her for ONE minute (I timed it), and decided to change all her medications. The doctors admitted he hadn't read through her past infection records and are just doing his own thing. They have no idea what to do with her other than throw more pills down her throat and tell her to lose weight. People assume too damn much when they see a fat person.

If the damn insurance company had helped us, this could have been taken care of YEARS ago and she wouldn't have gotten sick so many times...


I wish I had good news. This thread needs more positive stuff in it...

[Jester]

And in further evidence of the "When it rains it pours" theory, Alice, the mother of my pally at work who passed last month, had a mild stroke today at work, and is in the hospital.

[Kunoichi_Haruko]

My goodness, Jester. I don't know what to say. All you can do is pray she gets better, man.

Machi, is there any way to build a case for getting them to finally cover this operation? I mean, her constant trips to the hospital are probably costing them more in the long run (and you know they hate paying out more money than they need to). The procedure has been proven to eliminate these constant flare-ups, right? I don't see how they can call it "cosmetic" if it leaves her in the hospital like that...

[ThirdMarioBro]

I don't have time to respond to everyone individually, but I wanted to thank everyone who responded to me here and through PM (or both). It means a lot to know that many people care. You guys have always been here to support me like family, and I'm truly thankful for that.

[Mecha Cow]

I know we give you sh*t every now and then, but you're one of the guys and if you need anything we'll be here for you. Hang in there, man.

[ThirdMarioBro]

I keep going through phases. I just got back from the family viewing. As long as people are sitting there, and we're all talking and sharing memories, we were happy. The moment the relatives left, it was me, my little sister, and my stroke victim dad just sitting there in the quiet and I collapsed. It's like there's a hole in my soul and I don't care about a damned thing in the world. I just want to roll over and die.

Then I get home, and turn on the TV. Now I'm better, but there's just too many memories in this house. Part of me is looking forward to getting out of here and moving on, and part of me can't stand the thought of leaving the past ten years of my life behind. I think we'll go see family for Christmas, because I can't stand the thought of us being alone on the 25th.

[Katie]

I so know that feeling. When Trent died it wasn't real until I saw him at the family viewing, and even then I half expected to have him sit up and say somthing a'la punked. I was afraid to look.


I also know how it feels when a place holds too many memories. I had to move away to save my sanity. Of course, you don't "move on" from a parent's death like I did from Trent, but sometimes a new venue can do wonders for the mind. It did for me. No more people telling me how sorry they were and all that. no one knew unless I said something. Sometimes I felt like if one more person asked me how I was holding up, i'd punch them.

It's cliche and right now you don't feel it at all...but time softens it. I will never ever say time heals it, because it doesn't....but the bad feelings go away. (well....I don't know. I still have phobias of my boyfriend dying and having to lose someone I love deeply again...horrible nightmares still to this day)

It took me about 5 years (and a very persistent, patient, sweet new boyfriend) to move on and feel normal. I don't regret the past, but I don't cling to it either. I couldn't stop life because his did...and I can't feel guilty (and don't any more) for living.

[Hero]

Praying for anyone who needs any prayer.

===HERO

[Jester]

Well, I hate to litter the thread with something so trivial by comparison to some of the latest postings but I need to blow of steam so... I FREAKIN' HATE MY JOB! I figured my promotion would make me happier, but it hasn't. I still have to deal with the same moronic customers and the same oblivious co-workers.

Customers: We have a young couple that are on again off again who rented (sooo past tense) from us. Last time they hit a rough patch, the gal held the DVDs hostage. This all happened under the former video manager and now I have to deal with this crap. They came in today, and asked about how much they still owed. I figured it up, and proceeded to process the video log part of the transaction, before actually putting it in the register. He walks away, I said under my breath (1st mistake) "Where's he going?" I then asked if she was paying for it, and she said they weren't paying for it today. I threw my hands up. (2nd mistake, but he always does this to me...you'd think I'd ask by now.) She didn't like my tone...we got into a mild shouting match, (bigger) managers were called it was a small mess. Gah I hate those people!

Co-workers: After this I get ready for lunch, but a customer asked my help and I obliged. While I was there, one of my co-workers called me and said I could go to lunch. I told her I was busy now, expecting her to come and relieve me for lunch. It's true what they say about assuming making an ass out of u and me. I finally call someone to help, since the transaction the lady needed help with was complicated, and the line was backing up. The girl who so graciously said I could go to lunch came to my aid, helped some customers, then proceeded to wander around the customer service counter like she was lost. Finally I flat out demanded she take over for me...and I ran. Feel kinda bad about that, but after all of this I needed to get the heck out.

So there's my trivial rantings. Please fill free to overlook them for much more important things...I just needed to get this off my chest and typing it out is oddly cathartic.

[Evenstar227]

Sorry to hear about the difficulties at work, Jester! And while it may not be a matter of life or death, or be as serious as what other people are going through, it's still something that's important in your life, and therefore is worth writing about. At least, that's my opinion.

Customer service can be awesome, can't it? I deal with the public on a daily basis, too, and some folks are incredibly trying. As for the oblivious coworkers, I think people get wrapped up in their own heads a lot and don't realize that someone needs a hand. It's not that they don't want to help, they're just not paying attention! You were right to have her take over for you...though the method used may not have been the best choice. You can always chalk it up to low blood sugar!

[gobo]

Stop trivalizing your problems, guy. I only understood half of it cuz my eye is taking up most of my attention ATM, but I got that you have no reason to apologize. You buckle like a belt, Dante. You really oughtta work on that.

[Katie]

if it was fun they wouldn't call it work.


Trade ya jobs.....