well, got the strenght to do some instead of crying...
to be honest; I'm in a bad shape...
I don't know why but suddenly all becomes different. I'm lost here, I don't know what to do. I find it all very strange for me because it was the first time it happend, I'm feeling all sorts of stuff and I don't know how I can handdle it all... it's all of a sudden and certainly too much! I'm not a religious person so I can't say something like: God is testing me or whatever. I feel horrible and I don't think it will get over, my life as a save coccoon burst like a balloon, broken and can't be fixed.
Well, I don't know why I wrote all those stuff and I don't know about the rest...
I just can't find myself back
They told my grandmother, who is 80!!!, that they didn't know what was happening and they said:
well, we will operate and have him in the hospital for two weeks.
They told her they DIDN'T know what he had!!!! You certainly don't tell that to an 80-year old!!!
btw: the mother of my best friend is peralyzed and is in the hospital now.
For Firemaster: it's Raf Schotsmans.
Things get better and better do they?
She is 80 years old... ok?
You don't tell her than:
Well, we don't know what he has, but lets just cut him open and lets see it then, and oh, by the way... we will keep him with us for 14 days.
She panicked like hell! She hyperventilated and she had to take calming pills!! Nice going those doctors!
And Thanx Ush for the support, I know I can be a pain in the ...