Originally Posted by monstahh`

*sigh* i also hate to admit it but I really miss being his friend, i know that i couldn't do the "just friends" thing with him though.

edit: Oh, hummy I added all the gold!!

thank you, monstahh`♥, the trade has been completed.

Thanks Hummy!

Now I need to save moar gold, for moar items. lol

Originally Posted by Ivvy

Hummy I know that I use to be one but this guy is being a jerk when I have been nothing but nice my nice is about to wear off.

what are you trrying to buy, Ivvy♥?

---------- Post added 07-17-2012 at 07:54 PM ----------

Originally Posted by monstahh`

Depression sure is the pits, ain't it?

hummy's Godmother♥ has not been the same since her son,
my cousin, died in a car accident.
she takes medication, but it makes her feel all wonkie.
she never has a sparkle like she used to, even when she is seemingly happy and smiling.

Aw, I'm sorry for your family's loss.

I understand though. Since my parents died I've never really had much of a sparkle left in me. Most people just don't get it.
Its very traumatic, and horrifying to lose someone. Especially a parent when you're a young child, or a child when you're their parent. Most people assume they're going to outlive their children.

My nana after my dad died, immediately fell into a dementia, I mean, she was old (late 80s-early 90 years old)...But she was always a bit of a sharp old lady. And then one day she wasn't anymore.

gotta go. the child is in serious trouble. I hope to talk to you all tomorrow!

Originally Posted by monstahh`

Aw, I'm sorry for your family's loss.

I understand though. Since my parents died I've never really had much of a sparkle left in me. Most people just don't get it.
Its very traumatic, and horrifying to lose someone. Especially a parent when you're a young child, or a child when you're their parent. Most people assume they're going to outlive their children.

My nana after my dad died, immediately fell into a dementia, I mean, she was old (late 80s-early 90 years old)...But she was always a bit of a sharp old lady. And then one day she wasn't anymore.

yeah, it is really difficult.
my uncle just tells her to get over it,
like she could if she wanted to.
he was her baby and she is very sensetive and loving.
i mean she and i are more alike than my own mother.
she morns the loss of animals as deeply as anyone i have ever met.
so, to say she should just get over the loss of her son is without a doubt the dumbiest thing my uncle has ever utterred.

i'm so sorry for your loss, too, monstahh`♥.
how horrific.
and then to see your nana detireorate like that is awful.
i worked in a retirement/nursing home and i would see that daily.
they just slip away without family/loving contact.
it breaks your heart and i am so sorry you had to experience that.

I didn't know her that well so it wasn't as heart breaking for me...but it brother my two older half-brother's hearts.
They grew up spending the whole summers with her and my grandpa.

it was really hard on me to see some of my favorite people just seem to vanish overnight.
my very favorite of all times i found waling in his pajama's in the develepment behind the rretirement home.
i picked him up, took him to mcdonalds and got him some food and cookies and then took him back to the retiement home.
he had had an accident while in his ONLY suit!
they put him in his pajama's and yelled at him,
it broke his spirit.
so everyday at his meals he would ask me how many days until he was one hundred.
i would have to go into the kitchen and cry.
his own family didn't give two shakes of a ratsbutt about him.
just stuck him in therre and forrgot all about him.
i would bake him cookies and listen to his storries over and over again.
he never made it to his one hundredth birthday.
though he thought he did.
best lie i ever told.

I feel absolutely horrible. I HAD to slap my son. He has been mouthy all day and I just kept letting it slide. Finally I told him when his show was over he was going to bed. I came in from smoking and his show was over. I turned off the tv and told him to go to bed. He said he couldn't because he needed watermelon first and I told him that wasn't going to happen. So then he demanded cereal to take with him to bed and I told him no, to get right to bed now. Instead he goes to the freezer to find a Popsicle. THAT was the last straw! I meant to slap his cheek but he moved so I ended up slapping his arm. Either way I know it hurt because it hurt my hand to do it! So then he was sent to bed and he kept screaming and crying and demanding that I go to bed right then too. He was being so freaking loud I had to shut the door because my sister couldn't hear her show! I feel so horrible! I wish I could take it back, but I know it needed to be done. It had nothing to do with him having Asperger's. It had EVERYTHING to do with him pushing me and being a jerk! He'll be 12 in a month and a half, and then a teenager shortly after that. I can't let this keep going on, but it kills me inside to have to punish him!

aw, crazy♥, i'm sorry you had to smack him.
it's so hard on both of you.

Punishment is needed though Crazy or he will walk all over you as he gets older and it would only be amplified by his disorder trust me I know. Dont feel bad you are showing him how to give respect and he will be a better man for it.

Originally Posted by hummy

it was really hard on me to see some of my favorite people just seem to vanish overnight.
my very favorite of all times i found waling in his pajama's in the develepment behind the rretirement home.
i picked him up, took him to mcdonalds and got him some food and cookies and then took him back to the retiement home.
he had had an accident while in his ONLY suit!
they put him in his pajama's and yelled at him,
it broke his spirit.
so everyday at his meals he would ask me how many days until he was one hundred.
i would have to go into the kitchen and cry.
his own family didn't give two shakes of a ratsbutt about him.
just stuck him in therre and forrgot all about him.
i would bake him cookies and listen to his storries over and over again.
he never made it to his one hundredth birthday.
though he thought he did.
best lie i ever told.

Oh my God wow! At the very least you were able to help him in his days. I know what that is like, and I am so proud of you. I'm sitting here crying so happy for him because of you.

Society is CRAP! I worked in a "long term care unit" for a few months a while back. One of the patients suffered from dementia and rarely knew who he was or where he was. He would always call out "Mother" and if the aides weren't flat out ignoring him they'd say, "shut up!" or "your mother is dead!" It made me die inside every time they did that!!! One day he was doing that and I waved off the other girls and went to him and got on my knee so I was able to look him in the face. He said "Mother?" and without missing a beat I said, "It's okay honey. what do you need?" He said he was just so tired and wanted to taking a nap. So I took him back to his room and got him all settled in and he was obviously drifting off to sleep he said, "thank you mother." he had been there for YEARS and everybody had treated him like gum on their shoes. I cringe to think if he is even still there and how he is being treated. Some people are just so thoughtless, heartless, and cruel!!

---------- Post added 07-17-2012 at 09:29 PM ----------

Originally Posted by hummy

aw, crazy♥, i'm sorry you had to smack him.
it's so hard on both of you.

Originally Posted by Ivvy

Punishment is needed though Crazy or he will walk all over you as he gets older and it would only be amplified by his disorder trust me I know. Dont feel bad you are showing him how to give respect and he will be a better man for it.

yeah, logically I know that. but inside I look at his face and knowing how he behaves most of the time and he's like a 6 year old. he's starting to become a rather will full 6 year old. all I want to do, when I punish him, is to give him a hug, but that is counteractive, right?

it's heartbrreaking, isn't it, crazy♥?
i know the nurses put up with a lot,
but not one of them had any bedside manner to speak of.
a few people had family visit, but not many.
it was the hardest job, mentally, that i ever had.
even the mean ones broke my heart.
this one lady, mrs. oldham, no one would serve.
so i always got stuck with her.
no matterr what, she would gripe about something.
so, one day i was hot and understaffed and i just blurrrted out,
'what the hell is your problem?'
i seriously expected to be fired the very next day.
instead she liked me!
she would ask for me to wait on her and always had something nice to say.
so when we were alone one day she said, 'i'm sorry i was so rude.'
'it's just very hard to not be somebody.'
i never had a problem with her ever again.
i felt awful, but sometimes you need to be firm and let people know they suck.
your son will be okay, crazy, he will love you tomorrow even if he says otherwise.
he knows all of your buttons too well is all.

The only thing I can really actively think of right is that the Human Race screwed up really badly somewhere along the line, and somehow, I get the feeling it's only been recently.

hell yes he does!

it's hysterical how you yelling at her snapped her out of it!

I had this lady that supposedly only liked this one particular gal. well it was her day off and so they assigned her to me, expecting me to get tortured (they practically lived to get me tortured because of how good I tried to make each patient feel). Anyway, after about 10 minutes we were best friends and painting each others' finger nails and talking about make-up and how much of a bitch her daughter-in-law is! the regular gal was pretty pissed when she came back and that patient asked for me again.

I tell you the truth, my losing my job had maybe a third to do with an injury I got on the job and about two thirds from sabotage from the other gals that worked there!

it's such a 'throw-away' society anymore.
i think that is what makes forgetting your family OK.
geez, sorrry to make it such a sad discussion.

I think society has been screwed up all along, just more people are talking about it now.

I agree Hummy, a "throw-away society" ... BUT at least we are able to brighten it up for some people for some time in their lives!

Remember, you can't save the whole world, but for the ones you DO save you mean the world to them!

*bonks Hummy on the head*
You are not to be sorry for that. Good people have no need to be sorry.

It really is a throw-away society now. The worst part is, I'm part of the generation that's the worst so far. Sure, i'm only 18, but I can turn and look at the 14-15 year olds now and I can't help but wonder what went wrong. At what point did it become okay to completely disrespect those who brought you into this world?

Originally Posted by crazymuch

I think society has been screwed up all along, just more people are talking about it now.

I agree Hummy, a "throw-away society" ... BUT at least we are able to brighten it up for some people for some time in their lives!

Remember, you can't save the whole world, but for the ones you DO save you mean the world to them!

that is how i felt, crazy♥.
even if i wasn't family i know i touched a few lives with a very positive outcome.
i always wonderred if the nurses were so coldhearrted to keep theirr sanity.
the mornings werre usually pretty happy/sane,
but the evening hours were not.

i'm sorry haters sabbotaged your job.
i have no clue what makes mean people tick.

you know, I was in the grocery store a while back and I kid you not a kindergarten age kid yelled at his mother for grabbing the cereal he didn't want and told her not to answer her cell phone because she should know better than that or something. my jaw went beyond hitting the floor! it hit the basement!

i would have went home with a sore butt and no cereal!

blergh I have to fold towels tomorrow. I HATE folding laundry! which is dumb because it's so easy. like making pancakes. SUPPER EASY and yet I hate doing it.

---------- Post added 07-17-2012 at 09:51 PM ----------

got that straight Hummy!!

I would have ended up going home with a different cereal that got picked specifically because I didn't like it.

aw, that's just mean, tnkie♥.

I would have gotten a swat from her shoe then sent to the car and then left to stew in it all until Dad got home! I probably wouldn't have gotten cereal at all I bet.