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Life Updates and Whatnot

Life has been a lil sour for me lately and I feel the need to vent a bit about it now.

Monday night my hot water heater broke. It flooded my apartment. It was not a pleasant thing to wake up to. Our carpets were drenched and our closets were full of water and now damaged goods. A maintenance man came right away to turn off the water and run the shop-vac twice. This is what it looked like after the first attempts to clean it up.

Flood

They left around 1:30am and told us to remove everything from the kitchen for their return in the morning. And so we did, filling my living room with all of the dishes, drawers, etc.. from the kitchen. We took a 2 hour nap between the preparation for their return and their actual return and then my apartment was in full repair mode. A lady showed up with a different shop-vac, one that also shampooed the carpet. She ran it three times and it was still wet. She left a giant turbo fan aimed at it and left.

Meanwhile, the maintenance crew started gutting my kitchen. Turns out the counters and cabinets that house the hot water heater were built around the thing so in order to remove and replace it, everything had to come out. My house was a disaster. Once it was all replaced and my kitchen was back in order I had to deep clean the entire place. Despite my efforts, the hallway carpet is still partially damp and my house has that musty mildew smell. It doesn’t appear that the apartment complex intends to do anything about it so it looks like I’ll be shampooing my own carpets this weekend. I just hope mold doesn’t become

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My dad is very ill. And we don’t know why yet.

It started the week before last, when he got some freak eye infection after fish splattered in his eye. His eye swelled up so big it was like there was a golf ball trapped inside his eyelid and he couldn’t see at all. Apparently it’s so serious some people go blind from it. So they put him on two really strong antibiotics and sent him on his way. But in the middle of the night he was rushed to the hospital because he couldn’t breathe. Turns out he was having an adverse reaction to one of the antibiotics so they took him off of them, pumped him full of steroids and sent him home again on something new. Within a few days his eye started fading back to its normal self.

But then, this past Sunday, he was in such excruciating pain he thought he was having a heart attack and had to leave church in the middle of service. While he wasn’t having a heart attack (thank God), his liver was severely inflamed and he could hardly move. Thus began a series of tests. Blood tests, pulmonary tests, cat scans, tests-tests-tests. So far all we know is that the blood work indicates one of the four following things: heart disease, liver disease, kidney disease, or a bleeding ulcer. None of which are good things.

My dad is only 51. He seems way too young to be facing these complications already. And I have to admit I’m scared for him, because three of those four possibilities can take your life, at any time. I can’t imagine what it’d be like to lose my dad so early in life. I don’t want to.

So in conclusion, trouble came knocking at my door when my heart has already been weary. If you’re the praying type, please say some prayers for my dad. Some hopeful thoughts would work too, though. Thanks in advance.

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Weekend Recap

This month has been packed to the brim with “stuff to do” and this past weekend was no exception.

My Dad turned 50 yesterday and being the big kid that he is a party was a must! My mom wanted to surprise him though, because he would appreciate that far more than anything else. What he thought would be lunch with his parents at my Uncle’s restaurant Little Havana turned out to be a surprise party with 40 of his closest/oldest friends and family and his happiness was undeniable! He said he felt like a King :)



Happy Birthday To ME!

More pictures from Dad’s Birthday party can be seen HERE!

After Dad’s party, Heath and I headed over to his grandmothers for a surprise visit and then once the sun went down over to 34th Street to see the lights. 34th Street in Baltimore has been featured on several Christmas TV shows and the news for years. Every one who lives on that block participates in Christmas in an extreme way (I think it’s part of the deal if you move there). Every night the owners of these homes allow people onto their property to check out their elaborate displays, some even let you inside their houses.


There are a ton more pictures of this street HERE and I really suggest checking them out. The designs these people come up with are amazing and I have a picture of each house!

Overall it was a GREAT weekend even with it’s busy nature. Sadly though, I still have so much to do before Christmas like actually getting my cards in the mail and finishing my Christmas Short Story… oh and wrapping those few presents left. Sigh. Christmas came too fast this year :(

Peace – Sarah

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Sunny… with an Unexpected Thunderstorm

Today started out okay, I mean no worse than any other Thursday really. I felt a bit naked without a Dark-Hunter novel in hand, but other than that it was a typical day. And it even had some potential because I got 950 words into that lake scene I mentioned yesterday, but then…

Around noon I got a call at work from Mom that Dad had been sent to the hospital for a possible heart attack.

Before everyone freaks out the way I did, let me say that it looks like that is not the case, but they are keeping him overnight to continue tests to be absolutely sure. Thank GOD!

Still, when I got this call it sent my mind into a whirlwind and I lost it. Obviously, everyone knows how much their parents mean to them, but somehow when the idea of something terrible happening to them occurs it really awakens you in a way you might not even know exists in you. I seriously felt my inner self screaming, “Please don’t take my Daddy from me!” My Daddy? Yeah, I’m 28 – it’s been a long time since I’ve referred to him as Daddy, but suddenly I was this little girl incapable of imagining a world where he didn’t exist, where I couldn’t call upon him when I needed to. Just the idea alone tore through me in a very unexpected way.

I really hope it truly was just a scare, but it still disturbs me to know it could have happen. And I’m hoping my Dad will adjust his lifestyle to make sure such a thing doesn’t happen. His blood pressure is so high he already takes 3 medications for it. He’s too young to be having these sort of complications. And even though no one’s ever ready to see their parents go, I’m certainly not even close right now.

Despite the fear I felt earlier and the unnecessary torture I put myself through the day ended with some positive notes. Heath and I got to see my sister and spend some time with her at the hospital and then back at our place (which always makes me happy). And a Victoria Secrets package with all new bras, undies, and pj’s arrived (which also makes me happy). I was in desperate need of some new under garments and there’s just something rewarding about the new feel of such quality material against your skin.

Peace – Sarah

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