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My moms cancer came back. I am not doing so well.
Whenever I get down, I watch
a handful of times, and remember better days. Usually, around the fourth or fifth time I end up even sadder than I was before, but: man that third time!
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My moms cancer came back. I am not doing so well.
Very sorry to hear that guap.... I wish I could do something to help
Whenever I get down, I get plastered, watch
a handful of times, and remember younger days.
My fyp thoughts exactly....In other news..... IM BACK!
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As I was driving home from having dinner with my Mom, fighting off the tears, I did think about driving straight to a Bar instead. But that would have just upset my Mom if she found out that is how I was dealing with this.My biggest concern is that she is not sure that she will go through the Chemo again. She wants to try "holistic" crap first, and my worry is that she will take too long to come to a decision and it will have taken hold of her again. I talked to a Dr. friend of ours this morning, he let me know privately that he has prostate cancer. He is going to call my mom soon and talk her into getting the treatments she should have. She will listen to him, I am sure. He is best friends with my Dad and has not even told him about his cancer, he thinks he will tell my mother so she understands that he is coming from the same place. At this point I think my wife is taking this harder than I am. When you have small children it is so much different. You are worried on everything that they are going to miss out on. I was lucky, until 2 years ago I had 3 of my 4 grandparents alive and healthy. I am now down to one. But I am going to be 33 in a few weeks, so I got to spend a lot of time with those grandparents. I want the same for my kids. They love the time they spend with my mom, and I want that to be as much as possible. Some of you may know this, but we moved from the Bay Area back to Sacramento area earlier this year. I changed firms last year and was commuting for awhile. The main reason we did this was because of my mother, I wanted the kids close to her for whatever amount of time she has left. I will truly be a wreck if she passes away any time soon. The only thing in my stomach today is coffee and it is churning like a mother fucker right now.Thanks for support. It is always helpful for me to share this kind of stuff with people not close to the situation. My dads way of trying to cheer me up last night, literally 5 minutes after I left my mom, was to tell me to toughen up and move past it. He is so clueless sometime, but I know he was trying to be supportive.Gah! That's it for now. I could ramble for hours.

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My sister-in-law and her family live in the Kings Island area. I think it's the same highway exit.
Dang, beans beat to me to it. But anyway, let me add that it has been pleasure havingyou around. Did you ever give us a story about attempting to have sex and failing miserablyat a golden opportunity yet?
My moms cancer came back. I am not doing so well.
So sorry.My dad is actually making a spectacular recovery, way better than anyone imagined and doing better thanhe has in years. It's a shame I didn't expect it and got rid of his apartment, belongings, checking account,and signed him over to the nursing home. I don't think he's going to take it very well when he finds out.
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My dad is actually making a spectacular recovery, way better than anyone imagined and doing better thanhe has in years. It's a shame I didn't expect it and got rid of his apartment, belongings, checking account,and signed him over to the nursing home. I don't think he's going to take it very well when he finds out.
well done, senor reed senior. not sure what to root for here. dementia one time!
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well done, senor reed senior. not sure what to root for here. dementia one time!
hahaha, you know exacty how I feel. It's a double edged sword. When I would go visit and he was just plopped in a wheelchair staring at a wall and he thought I was an Oriental Bar tender at least he didn't complain. I made the second biggest mistakeof getting him a cell phone and now he calls about 30 times a day asking when he's getting out and wanting shit. Don't get me wrong, I'm happy he's doing well. Shit, he has had to havethickened liquids when he drinks for over a year and now he's sucking down diet cokes likenobodies business. But holy crap dementia does have it's virtues, my new saying is,A parent in need is a fucking pain in the ass.Deb goes nuts because I live over an hour away and my oldest brother lives 2 hours south, but the2 sibs that live close never show up, call, help or anything. They are pretty much dead to me.Oh and on another sad note, gobear and darkeem are officially out of the baby name running. I'll kill her if she ends up coming up with something goofy.OH oh oh, and finally I forgot to mention the biggest news of all! I saw GOD last night!!!!!Clapton live in Columbus! Great seat, awesome show and he was so amazing I had tears, err I mean I was moved to have been able to see him. Simply amazing. And one other final thing. What's up with Jehovah's Witnesses coming to my work? I mean I don't get it.I just asked them, "If there's only 144,000 going to get into heaven, what the hell are you doing out recruiting?"
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And one other final thing. What's up with Jehovah's Witnesses coming to my work? I mean I don't get it.I just asked them, "If there's only 144,000 going to get into heaven, what the hell are you doing out recruiting?"
You know, I bet you're the first person ever to make this joke. Like, forever ever.
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I didn't know that only 144,000 people got into heaven. What do I have to do to be one of them?
I'm not sure if you can be Canadian and get into heaven, I'll look into it.
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Dang, beans beat to me to it. But anyway, let me add that it has been pleasure havingyou around. Did you ever give us a story about attempting to have sex and failing miserablyat a golden opportunity yet?
Thanks!Story: When Dave and I were first sexing (and I was hopelessly, desperately in love with him in the worst way), he had an attack of guilt (and reasonably so) because I was wed to someone else at the time, although extremely unhappily. So Dave broke up with me. This breaking up happened right before I went to work (at the nudie bar). When I got to work I proceeded to drink heavily (not something I did very often at work). It's easy to get free shots as a dancer, so I was very drunk, very quickly. Dave, feeling bad, but still holding on to his resolve, came to see how I was doing. I was on the floor, and had asked the girl that followed me in the rotation to skip me this once, and I'd be ready the next round (not likely). Anyway, after I started vomiting, my boss sends a girl into the ladies' room to let me know that I'm not in trouble, but I had to get out of there. My boss thought the whole thing was pretty damn funny but couldn't have me around in that state. Like I said, I did not make a habit of getting drunk at work and I had never been that massively intoxicated there. So, I was in a serious predicament. I couldn't drive home. I had made almost no money on a Saturday night and I had to go home to a husband who was, frankly, very controlling. Going home drunk and broke would launch us into a monster fight that I did not want to be involved in. So, Dave swoops in, in knightly fashion and takes me back to his place to sober up. He even put a bunch of money in my purse so I wouldn't go home broke and have to explain. While at his house, after the vomiting had passed (for the most part), I proceeded to flirt with him in a most humiliating fashion. I was wearing a sweatshirt and not cute panties. I had messed up hair, smeared makeup, and vomit breath. I was uber sexy. Somehow, Dave managed to resist me in such an awesome state. I persisted for a goodly while, digging my hole of shame deeper and deeper. I was thoroughly embarrassed and humiliated. I was so disgustingly drunk, I couldn't pull myself together to get a man to sleep with me, even though he had willing put me in his own bed. The fact that I was employed as a seductress makes the whole scenario even worse. I'm still embarrassed about the whole thing 13 years later. Later that night, when I had sobered up, he drove me back to my car so I could go home. Ugh.
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Thanks!Story: When Dave and I were first sexing (and I was hopelessly, desperately in love with him in the worst way), he had an attack of guilt (and reasonably so) because I was wed to someone else at the time, although extremely unhappily. So Dave broke up with me. This breaking up happened right before I went to work (at the nudie bar). When I got to work I proceeded to drink heavily (not something I did very often at work). It's easy to get free shots as a dancer, so I was very drunk, very quickly. Dave, feeling bad, but still holding on to his resolve, came to see how I was doing. I was on the floor, and had asked the girl that followed me in the rotation to skip me this once, and I'd be ready the next round (not likely). Anyway, after I started vomiting, my boss sends a girl into the ladies' room to let me know that I'm not in trouble, but I had to get out of there. My boss thought the whole thing was pretty damn funny but couldn't have me around in that state. Like I said, I did not make a habit of getting drunk at work and I had never been that massively intoxicated there. So, I was in a serious predicament. I couldn't drive home. I had made almost no money on a Saturday night and I had to go home to a husband who was, frankly, very controlling. Going home drunk and broke would launch us into a monster fight that I did not want to be involved in. So, Dave swoops in, in knightly fashion and takes me back to his place to sober up. He even put a bunch of money in my purse so I wouldn't go home broke and have to explain. While at his house, after the vomiting had passed (for the most part), I proceeded to flirt with him in a most humiliating fashion. I was wearing a sweatshirt and not cute panties. I had messed up hair, smeared makeup, and vomit breath. I was uber sexy. Somehow, Dave managed to resist me in such an awesome state. I persisted for a goodly while, digging my hole of shame deeper and deeper. I was thoroughly embarrassed and humiliated. I was so disgustingly drunk, I couldn't pull myself together to get a man to sleep with me, even though he had willing put me in his own bed. The fact that I was employed as a seductress makes the whole scenario even worse. I'm still embarrassed about the whole thing 13 years later. Later that night, when I had sobered up, he drove me back to my car so I could go home. Ugh.
Nice. Dave sounds like our kind of guy. He totally whiffed.
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MiKey, Erin Andrews on the tv currently.Did you listen to her podcast with Bill Simmons? Nothing earth shattering, but wankable.Guap, it'll work out, one way or another. Here's a One Tree Hill inspired tribute for yapg_283061_1437127908.jpg

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Nice. Dave sounds like our kind of guy. He totally whiffed.
NO! I did. I know that doesn't exactly conform to the assignment, but I'm a girl, so I haven't had an experience that fits. I just picked my most humiliating turn down. I thought that would suffice. You're supposed to laugh at me!
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well guapo that sucks. I don't know shit about shit but the best thing I can figure is to focus on the stuff you can control and don't think about the stuff you can't. easier said than done I suppose.

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How did you work that out?
Ive got friends in looooow places.....
let me add that it has been pleasure havingyou around.
Ill second this motion....Since Renae and LG brushed us off, its nice to have a feminine point of view around here....other than Mex and Speedy of course
Anyway, after I started vomiting, my boss sends a girl into the ladies' room
One of these days Ill summons up the courage to open up a tit bar....I already have most of the ingredients..... property, skilled trades, friends in permitting, etcMy problem would be the numerous tab-skipping friends of mine....I probably should just hire strippers to hang out at my shop on weekendsIt would be cheaper in the long run, without a doubt....Anyone else anxiously awaiting sals car status update?
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Anyone else anxiously awaiting sals car status update?
it's been raining every damn day when I get home, so I haven't been able to get out there to look at it yet. not to mention I don't actually hate driving my truck. it's nice to make it to sixty mph in under a minute.
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it's been raining every damn day when I get home, so I haven't been able to get out there to look at it yet. not to mention I don't actually hate driving my truck. it's nice to make it to sixty mph in under a minute.
Same shit around here.... Ive planted two hundred pounds of grass seed in an area the size of an outhouse over the last few weeks. The rain keeps washing it awayThe ditch looks like a putting green, though....If worse comes to worse, you can push the Honda next to the Bimmer and start up a salvage yard
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Ill second this motion....Since Renae and LG brushed us off, its nice to have a feminine point of view around here....other than Mex and Speedy of courseI probably should just hire strippers to hang out at my shop on weekends
Thanks!I can't speak for LG, but Ren can't get here from work any more and hardly has time to keep up with the army any more. She loves me better than she loves you all, so she keeps up with army over this thread. I'm off for the Summer, so I've got plenty of time to hang with you guys right now. I'm enjoying it quite thoroughly. Strippers are such a pain in the ass. I used to think I'd like to open up a joint and call it Madame Nikki's because then I could be a madame, but those bitches aren't worth the headache. There are better ways to make money that don't involve high strung, and often stupid girls while also trying to navigate the law and stay off the radar of the excise police. There's also the constant vigilance required to keep some of the strippers from becoming prostitutes and getting your establishment in real trouble.
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Thanks!I can't speak for LG, but Ren can't get here from work any more and hardly has time to keep up with the army any more. She loves me better than she loves you all, so she keeps up with army over this thread. I'm off for the Summer, so I've got plenty of time to hang with you guys right now. I'm enjoying it quite thoroughly. Strippers are such a pain in the ass. I used to think I'd like to open up a joint and call it Madame Nikki's because then I could be a madame, but those bitches aren't worth the headache. There are better ways to make money that don't involve high strung, and often stupid girls while also trying to navigate the law and stay off the radar of the excise police. There's also the constant vigilance required to keep some of the strippers from becoming prostitutes and getting your establishment in real trouble.
You could have saved some typing here and just put "meth addicts" instead.
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Anybody who dies of Swine Flu is just a faggot.
Finally someone says it. Thank you.
My moms cancer came back. I am not doing so well.
I agree with everyone in that cancer is something that sucks, and I'm sorry your mom has it again.
Whenever I get down, I watch
a handful of times, and remember better days. Usually, around the fourth or fifth time I end up even sadder than I was before, but: man that third time!
I had a good laugh at this, mostly because I can't believe I still remember that clip from when it first came out, and how the voice-over actor is also The Brain.
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