You Can't Stop It

How would you handle it if you knew that death was coming for someone you loved, and there wasn't a thing you could do to stop it? How about two people you loved? How would you feel if you saw one of them fight with absolutely everything they had and still struggle on through all of the pain, while the other one simply gave up and refused to even try? Would you be angry? Maybe you would be understanding, knowing that we are not all the same, we do not all possess the same brand of strenth. Right now, I don't know what to feel. The only thing I know is that he is still here, and soon, very soon, she will not be.

Hmmmm....What's Going On?

I think my family, or at least my sisters, are taking advantage of me in my weakened state. I know that I was pretty out of it for a while because of the pain killers, and the insomnia sure didn't make me any more lucid. A lot of the time recently, I feel like I've seen or heard something before, but I can't quite remember where. I think they must be things that happened just after my surgery and that's why I can't remember, but my sisters always act like they don't know what I'm talking about and then they laugh at me, which makes me think that they know exactly what I'm talking about and just want to mess with me. They better hope that they don't ever end up on pain killers, 'cause I will make them pay!