Christine
DIS Veteran
- Joined
- Aug 31, 1999
Hey all, believe it or not, I am generally an upbeat person where things don't get me down much or not for long.
But do you ever have one of those spans of time were one odd thing happens after another, with not any one event overwhelming you, but then they all do? I know that's a yes! It seems that has finally hit me today.
First, about 2 weeks ago, my adult son was hit by a car walking his dog (he lives FAR away from me). He called because the dog had ran off. Fortunately someone got it right away and he got her back. The good news is my son was found to be okay after an ER visit, but sadly the accident was a hit and run, which just really bothered me and my son. People, smh.
Then right after that some friends of my son's were having a wedding back here on the east coast. Having it in a town they don't live in but most of their family does. While doing all the wedding stuff a few days before, some relatives volunteered to watch the dog while the couple were doing something and the dog got away. They thought it might come back so they didn't tell anyone until the next day. It's now been 10 days and no sign of the dog anywhere. No sightings after the first 2 days. The couple cancelled their rehearsal dinner, had to go through with the wedding, and then cancelled their honeymoon trip because they are so devastated. As some of you know, I'm a huge animal lover--especially dogs, and this bothers me more than you can imagine. I feel terrible for the couple and how they must feel and, of course, worried sick about this dog but I'm helpless to do anything but offer suggestions on how to post on social media.
Then in the past week, two of my uncles passed related to COVID. One uncle was an uncle by marriage and I really had no relationship with him but sad to see his life end like this. He got COVID, went to the hospital due to his age, stayed a few days, they released him and he died 2 days later.
My other uncle, who has been in my life all my life, got a mild case of COVID in June which caused a blood clot. He went into the hospital with that and just had a slow spiral down ever since. His immediate family pulled him out of a rehab facility last week (they were doing nothing in the way of rehab, IMO) so he could come home and at least he passed in his home. Both uncles were in their 80s and I know this is who COVID preys upon so I'm not shocked but when it happens in your family, it's no longer a statistic on the news, not that it ever was to me.
Lastly, an old coworker of mine's husband died of the "widowmaker" heart attack yesterday morning at age 59.
Again, with the exception of my son, I'm so lucky this wasn't my immediate family. But I just woke up this morning and thinking of all of it, immediately felt so down. I generally feel pretty happy. Life always could be worse and I'm so thankful that I don't have to deal with something like Hurricane Ian after effects. My friend's sister in law who was supposed to come up next week for her daughter's wedding has been devasted by the hurricane. She mentally doesn't know how she's going to make it through. So I know I'm very lucky, but sometimes life just deals some depressing news.
But do you ever have one of those spans of time were one odd thing happens after another, with not any one event overwhelming you, but then they all do? I know that's a yes! It seems that has finally hit me today.
First, about 2 weeks ago, my adult son was hit by a car walking his dog (he lives FAR away from me). He called because the dog had ran off. Fortunately someone got it right away and he got her back. The good news is my son was found to be okay after an ER visit, but sadly the accident was a hit and run, which just really bothered me and my son. People, smh.
Then right after that some friends of my son's were having a wedding back here on the east coast. Having it in a town they don't live in but most of their family does. While doing all the wedding stuff a few days before, some relatives volunteered to watch the dog while the couple were doing something and the dog got away. They thought it might come back so they didn't tell anyone until the next day. It's now been 10 days and no sign of the dog anywhere. No sightings after the first 2 days. The couple cancelled their rehearsal dinner, had to go through with the wedding, and then cancelled their honeymoon trip because they are so devastated. As some of you know, I'm a huge animal lover--especially dogs, and this bothers me more than you can imagine. I feel terrible for the couple and how they must feel and, of course, worried sick about this dog but I'm helpless to do anything but offer suggestions on how to post on social media.
Then in the past week, two of my uncles passed related to COVID. One uncle was an uncle by marriage and I really had no relationship with him but sad to see his life end like this. He got COVID, went to the hospital due to his age, stayed a few days, they released him and he died 2 days later.
My other uncle, who has been in my life all my life, got a mild case of COVID in June which caused a blood clot. He went into the hospital with that and just had a slow spiral down ever since. His immediate family pulled him out of a rehab facility last week (they were doing nothing in the way of rehab, IMO) so he could come home and at least he passed in his home. Both uncles were in their 80s and I know this is who COVID preys upon so I'm not shocked but when it happens in your family, it's no longer a statistic on the news, not that it ever was to me.
Lastly, an old coworker of mine's husband died of the "widowmaker" heart attack yesterday morning at age 59.
Again, with the exception of my son, I'm so lucky this wasn't my immediate family. But I just woke up this morning and thinking of all of it, immediately felt so down. I generally feel pretty happy. Life always could be worse and I'm so thankful that I don't have to deal with something like Hurricane Ian after effects. My friend's sister in law who was supposed to come up next week for her daughter's wedding has been devasted by the hurricane. She mentally doesn't know how she's going to make it through. So I know I'm very lucky, but sometimes life just deals some depressing news.
Hang in there Christine.
