Rubbed raw.

     Now that is a title.  It's rather apropos as to how I'm feeling right now.  Still to much to say and we will get to that.

     My first idea was to do a little tella novella.  Then things moved so swiftly.  What is a tella novella?

      Telenovelas are a distinct genre, different from soap operas, for telenovelas have an ending and come to an end after a long run (generally less than one year).  I got this definition off of wikipedia.  From what I know of them this sounds the most correct.  

     Let's see.  You know I wasn't able to pay the house bills last month.  I've told you about brother in laws' brother and sister.  I shall be looking with a ravenous eye as to whether I get a deposit from him this week.

     Friday was an interesting night.  I couldn't sleep worth shit.  Apparently neither could my sister.  I helped and got her stuff.  She was really short of breath.  She'd had chemo on Wednesday and figured she was just having the after effects.  She also claims that her anti anxiety pills make her that way.  She does have an excuse for everything.

     Saturday, dragged my ass around.  Hoped for sleep, had about 2 hours Friday.  Lay down around 8:30 and was up for the night at 10:30.  Which turned out not to be a bad thing.  It was about 4 in the morning.

    She was sitting in bed panting not being able to get a deep breath.  She asked me for her IPhone charger.  I knew she then had decided on going to the hospital.  She knew she couldn't make the door so an ambulance was called.  Woke my brother in law, unsure if he'd drank himself to sleep.  I think he did.

     Police arrived first.  You could tell the main officer was disgusted by the whole situation.  The woman cop never came back into the house.  No small conversation with the cop, we tried.  The emt's came and took her away.  She'd made us promise not to follow.  Said it would take awhile anyway.

     I went to the bakery run.  Cheated and went to the further one for me.  I desperately wanted a cronut.  Got the one I thought was so good the first time.  Nope no nearly as good.  Brother in law went up about 7:30.  Story shortened, she had an elevated heart rate and it was suspected that her pneumonia had returned.

     I did the food shopping and went to see her in the evening.  She was in CCU.  Seemed in okay spirits.  We had answers and such.  

     Monday came.  Just another ordinary day.  Well except for one thing.  I gave up on a game called clash of clans.  It is one of those phone games.  An annoying one that if you don't spend real money on tokens you can't get anywhere.

     I'd been raided a few times.  Moved my base to what should have been a good location by the water.  Nope.  Full of holes.  By the evening I watched the replay of 7 attacks.  Attacks that started right inside my carefully constructed vilage.  Had lot's of gold and some kind of liquid you needed.  I gave up.  Deleted it.  Technically couldn't blame the players.  But was just disgusted.

     Brother in law saw my sister.  She was doing better.  I'd go up on Tuesday.  She's fine now and already bitching about wanting to come home.  So my trepidation has nothing to do with her.  It's Tuesday.  What a day.

     I shall leave you dear readers here with that little cliff hanger.  It is why I am so raw.

-t.b.c.