Sweet Catastrophe

So it’s been an interesting week. Sunday night Grandma Lott had a few heart attacks and they actually ended up bringing her here to Valdosta by ambulance to the cardiac center here in our hospital. Long story short, she’s got 4 stints in her heart right now and while they’re still not sure what the cause of all the problems were, she’s starting to get better and they’ve just finally moved her out of CICU and into a room on that floor tonight.

All week she’s been in CICU and only allowed two visitors at a time so the Lott family has all been crowded in a small family waiting room. It’s been…well lame as hell, really.

This week has just been a huge reminder of how few real ties I have to my dad’s side of the family. For me, it’s just him and Grandma. Maybe a small thread to an aunt, but that’s about it. As for the rest of them, I dunno, I just wasn’t raised as closely as they all were. They’re all around the same age or they have common histories and interests and I just don’t fit in any of all that. And it’s weird because they just can’t sit back and let me read my book and wait, they’d keep trying to pull me into conversations that I wanted no part of. An hour of that and I’m ready to ship them all out on an all inclusive Mexico vacation.

Just another reason I wish Daddy could find someone else to settle down with. I feel certain once Grandma is gone, I won’t really see any of them much anymore and I don’t think he’ll put a ton of effort into seeing them either. I’d hate for him to be alone.

Meh… [/ end depressive thoughts]