Retarded USC Girl

I have been a slack ass about updating.... but I have been super busy at work.... and then tired once I get home. ... so the web just fell to the wayside.

Anyway.... saw Buddha and Nick for Buddha's B-day. Had a great time. Mo and Ray were there. :) yay!

My Aunt Diane called. She is really my cousin though.... anyway, she said (Great) Uncle Roger isn't doing well. He slipped into a comatose state today and it is just a matter of time now. But right before that happened. He said Louise (his dead wife) came to visit him. A lot of dying people have that happen. They see or talk to the dead. I think it is a neat idea.... the dead come back to help with a transition.... but it is sad too.... really the beginning of the end. He is also really senile right now. He said he couldnt take another bite... not one more... or that galvanized pipe. lol. random.

When Miss. B (Who I LOVE... she was like my grandma) had Alzheimers... she went senile as hell. She is the coolest lady I have ever know though - seriously. I love that woman. She made my first birthday cake, she played cards with us, she ate raw hotdogs, she made us sweep carpet, she gave us tangerines, she wore my grandmother's sweater - with everything. I will always remember her in that sweater. She taught me how to do the whole "there goes a worm" thing when you eat spaghetti, and through her, I learned how much it hurts when someone you love deeply is sick, and then finally I learned the true meaning of grief.

But... as I was saying... the senility... she would walk by the fireplace and throw her glass of tea on it - causally... because clearly, the house was on fire. She would say she was going upstairs -- in a one story home, and for a while there - she thought she was in the Army. Even when she wasn't herself.... I still loved Miss B.

Miss. B is JoAnn's mom. Jo's mother-in-law is currently suffering from Alzheimers. She thought, for a while, that everyone in her house were her servants. Now that was funny.

It scares me though..... to think that maybe one day I wont be in my right mind either - assuming I am even in it now. The worst part of that is the whole "not knowing you are crazy" part. I mean, how horrifying would that be.... and then once you are told you have Alzheimers... sorting out the chronology and the reality.... how scary... maybe knowing you are crazy afterall is worse.

Anyway, Uncle Roger has hung on for an awful lot of years now.... and I think in death lies peace. So, it is my great hope that he no longer knows the sting of pain and can really find peace - peace for body, mind, and soul.

posted by Ashlyn @ 4:01 PM