It's now 7:15 pm PST, I just got a call from my mom in Palm Springs, California and my dad is being admitted again for surgery. He's been really sick and the surgery is scaring my mom quite a bit. Of course, I'm about an hour away and having to listen to Laurie squealing like a stuck pig with delight. She literally said my dad facing a serious life or death surgery, "is her life's work". I am waiting now to see if I should drive down now or wait until the morning...you know that uncomfortable period between when you find out something is very bad and when you should go to see for yourself? That's the time that Laurie and Christian are at their worst. It's like when you discover your pet has run out the door and you can't find them...only a whole lot worse.
Laurie is prodding me with "what kind of a person doesn't race to their father's bedside"...this from a girl that doesn't even know her own sister's birthday...or have a single friend in the universe. What she is really hoping to achieve is a front row seat for the drama...that she will inevitably make worse while you are sitting around doing nothing but waiting for the doctor to operate. She'll sit there all night long tonight getting high and playing mind games with Christian not ever realizing that their commentary is so far away from me that no matter what they say, it won't disturb me...it can't...some things matter more than Laurie...this is one of them. One of the millions.
I no more want her to see my dad sick or worse than anything...she's a glutton for tragedy...but her own isn't real enough for her. She can hardly wait to call her mom or dad to tell them the "good news" about my father being really sick. Like that is something good...I guess that's fair enough for a girl that talks all kinds of shit about him in the first place.
Now I'll go home to hear her say things like "death's doorstep", "see you on the other side" (like she'd ever end up where my dad would eventually go or something hurtful and sickening like "this is what she lives for..." but that doesn't bother me.
I need you all to pray extra hard for my dad, despite what Laurie wished and does incantations for...he's a terrific guy that has more friends than I could ever dream of. He's a really good person, a great grandfather that would do anything for anyone...and had. I really miss Christopher and my friends right now...but since I can't be with them...I'll say a prayer in my head only to have Christian mock it...or have Laurie comment on it afterwards. You see, things like prayer or meditation are almost worthless when you are Laurie target of hate for thirty years...she soils every single person and thing she touches or talks to. She's ungodly.
I love you dad, please hang in there...I still need you every day.
