Seriously!

Ohhhhh my goodness! Everything is happening so fast! So I found out this morning that my 18-year-old cousin that just moved to Michigan with her "fiance" is now pregnant. Like our family doesn't have enough problems, like she hasn't made a mess of her life already by running away! UGH! I'm trying to take the high road and comfort her and talk to her rather than just yell and be mean like the rest of my family. She doesn't need to be yelled at, she needs prayer and counsel. I just wish she would've stayed a little longer so I could work on her a bit before she made the move. I just wanted to stop the cycle from going around again...I didn't want her to end up like some of our other family members. But I guess it's too late, for part of that. I mean, I can still talk to her and stuff, but as far as protecting her from stuff she is not ready/mature for, it's too late for that. Dangit!

And now her brother is really mad, he's been IM'ing me and telling me that he'd rather die than ever help her out, and I'm trying to make him understand that when it comes to family, no matter what they do, you HAVE to love them. You can be mad and let your anger out, but at the end of the day you've got to tell them that you love them. You can't just cut them out of your life. He can be so irritating sometimes.

AND on top of all this, I almost had to take Grandma to the ER today. Thankfully, when I actually got to her place, the receptionist said that Dr. Spear (grandma's heart doctor) had called and he could see her today. Which was SUCH a relief! Rumbaugh is still sick...but honestly, I don't think she would've done anything anyway. Dr. Spear didn't really do that much either, except tell us that he does think she should have her heart valve replaced, but she's so old that he doesn't want to risk it. I think she should try. If she died on the operating table, I think it would be way better than the mental paranoia of wondering if today or tomorrow was her last day. I don't want her living in that constant fear. And if she made it out of surgery (which I kind of think she would, she's a real trooper when it comes to those things) then she'd be feeling SO much better. I just told her that if it was me, I'd rather die on the table than live miserably for another year or two. I don't know if it sank in. Dr. Spear also took off some of the heart medicine she's on, reduced one of the dosages, and added a water pill. He said she should be breathing normal by Monday. And he wants to see her again Thursday. So, we'll see.

Today started out so well, when I was laying in bed contemplating whether I should get up or not. But then I remembered I had to go back to the county clerk so they could give me the right ballot (yesterday they gave me the wrong one, poo!) so I got out of bed and as soon as I came down the phone rang. It was the guy from the county clerk, and I told him I'd be in later. Then Julie (a family friend I babysit for) called to see if I was available today. I said no, since it had been a really hard week with all of Grandma's stuff and job stuff and everything. It's a good thing I did, so I'd be available to help Grandma out.

Everything is such a mess....I still haven't gotten to my frickin' capstone, honestly....I just want to rip it up and forget about it...but then I would have shelled out $22,000 for nothing. I wish my teacher would just run the story as it is, I DON'T CARE!!!!

Alright, I should finish my internet stuff and move onto other business. Hope you are all having an equally lovely rainy day!