Yesterday we had to have ML transported to the hospital.
Yesterday she told us that she had to go to the hospital and it was an emergency. We called the ambulance.
Yesterday she was screaming at the ambulance people because they were asking her questions.
Yesterday, at the hospital she was determined to be dehydrated and they rehydrated her.
Yesterday Nina and Tori were texting about this and Tori came away with the “fact” that we were going to be investigated for elder abuse.
Yesterday Tori told me that CYFD would be here to investigate abuse to Erin because of the “abuse” to ML.
Yesterday I received a shitload of BAD INFO because of people texting instead of TALKING. Talking is good. Texting blows goats.
Yesterday I found out the truth by calling Nina on the phone and TALKNG to her because I freaking HATE texting. Why? Because it blows goats. 3 minutes on the phone gave me correct info.
Yesterday I started to agree with Carl about technology because TEXTING is a pain in the ass. I’d actually rather have ass pain than text with anyone.
Yesterday was just a weird freaking day made weirder by texting at the end of the day.
Yesterday ML told us that she wanted to go to a home again and leave us to our lives. Yay! We will make this happen sometime this week. Soon even.
I wonder what today will bring.
I am a husband, father, grandfather, friend, business owner, traveller, Harley rider, citizen, patriot, gun owner, politically eclectic person of strange personal habits. I support police, trust no politicians, and can argue any side of an argument just to amuse myself. People love me or hate me and those that are in-between don't know me.
