is it ever too late to say i am sorry
Mar. 4th, 2026 06:19 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
somedayseattleIt’s no secret. The world is filled with highs and lows. It’s also no secret that when you’re in the Lowe’s shit always seems to pile up. it’s tremendously easier to fall from the high than it is to dig out of the low.
For the last couple of months, Erica‘s sister, the one and only Drama Queen has been burning the candle at both ends. She’s been working hard to secure funding to get their mom Mother Mary into a locking facility much like MeMum. Thankfully, they did not have to deal with all the Medicare and lawyer bullshit that we did. It was a lot of work but two or three weeks ago Mother Mary had a new home. Her whole attitude changed. She was smiling, laughing and slowly beginning to join in with the social activities. Erica, Drama Queen, and her family had slated a visit for this Sunday past. Those rays of sunshine was doused when we received a phone call from DQ saying Mother Mary had fallen. To this day we don’t have the details, all we know if she fell and was transported immediately to the hospital along with DQ who had been visiting. She was knocked out and the doctors determined she had massive bleeding on the brain. We all spent a nervous Saturday night, Concerned for her health. She made it through the night and was beginning to stabilize.
Things were a flat lining for a while until Monday when DQ said she had taken a turn for the worse and she was searching for a hospice facility. DQ had a meeting yesterday, but regrettably all beds were filled. The aforementioned group are visiting her right now. Unfortunately because of my wheelchair, I don’t have access to a ride on the other side of Cary. It breaks my heart because the possibility is this may be my last chance to see her, as I’m sure it is Erica‘s. Hospice told DQ at this point. It’s probably just a matter of counting down. A day, a week, a month. I lost my MeMum in August and now it looks like Erica is going to lose hers.
I don’t believe in god, buddha, a broccoli or a goat. I believe in Da Universe. I have never asked for anything regardless of my situation. I was a paraplegic. I’ve spent two years in therapy. I will lose all of that progress because of the infections in my feet, yet I never asked Da Universe for a goddamn thing. But I’m asking now.
Da Universe...in your infinite wisdom, please shed some strength and grace to Erica, Drama Queen and thee fam as well as myself. We are not asking for much but in the The blackest black, even a faint light shines brightly.
Because of my past I can handle more than the average bear but there is only so much shit you can pile on me before I drown. Right now I am in a lifeboat with no oars. Erica is a sensitive and frail person. When Mother Mary moves on it is going to completely crush her. I don’t know what to do or say to her right now.
For the last couple of months, Erica‘s sister, the one and only Drama Queen has been burning the candle at both ends. She’s been working hard to secure funding to get their mom Mother Mary into a locking facility much like MeMum. Thankfully, they did not have to deal with all the Medicare and lawyer bullshit that we did. It was a lot of work but two or three weeks ago Mother Mary had a new home. Her whole attitude changed. She was smiling, laughing and slowly beginning to join in with the social activities. Erica, Drama Queen, and her family had slated a visit for this Sunday past. Those rays of sunshine was doused when we received a phone call from DQ saying Mother Mary had fallen. To this day we don’t have the details, all we know if she fell and was transported immediately to the hospital along with DQ who had been visiting. She was knocked out and the doctors determined she had massive bleeding on the brain. We all spent a nervous Saturday night, Concerned for her health. She made it through the night and was beginning to stabilize.
Things were a flat lining for a while until Monday when DQ said she had taken a turn for the worse and she was searching for a hospice facility. DQ had a meeting yesterday, but regrettably all beds were filled. The aforementioned group are visiting her right now. Unfortunately because of my wheelchair, I don’t have access to a ride on the other side of Cary. It breaks my heart because the possibility is this may be my last chance to see her, as I’m sure it is Erica‘s. Hospice told DQ at this point. It’s probably just a matter of counting down. A day, a week, a month. I lost my MeMum in August and now it looks like Erica is going to lose hers.
I don’t believe in god, buddha, a broccoli or a goat. I believe in Da Universe. I have never asked for anything regardless of my situation. I was a paraplegic. I’ve spent two years in therapy. I will lose all of that progress because of the infections in my feet, yet I never asked Da Universe for a goddamn thing. But I’m asking now.
Da Universe...in your infinite wisdom, please shed some strength and grace to Erica, Drama Queen and thee fam as well as myself. We are not asking for much but in the The blackest black, even a faint light shines brightly.
Because of my past I can handle more than the average bear but there is only so much shit you can pile on me before I drown. Right now I am in a lifeboat with no oars. Erica is a sensitive and frail person. When Mother Mary moves on it is going to completely crush her. I don’t know what to do or say to her right now.
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Date: 2026-03-05 01:56 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2026-03-05 02:02 am (UTC)It really does make me sad to see you suffering so much. I wonder why the Universe is doing so much to crush a ray of sunshine such as yourself. I hope you and Erica can find the love and hope needed to get through this. I'm sending some of mine over the ethereal waves to you.
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Date: 2026-03-05 01:17 pm (UTC)