Back from the Hospital
Just got back from the hospital a bit ago, they’re actually not keeping my dad overnight, which is good. The pain in the ass part is it’s like an hour/hour and a half away. And we have to go back Thursday *faint*
They cleaned out his ulcer wounds (nasty) and bandaged it up tight. They said the reason they keep coming back is because of the swelling. So once they finish with the swelling, they’ll get him what is called a compression sock. Which is like some tight nylon stocking thing that will help keep the swelling down.
I’ll be really happy when these wounds go away. I just found out today that my dad has had them since about 1986, which is insane. It’s like a permanant wound.
I might have to try and take out a loan at the bank this week…because we’re really hard for money. Although apparently “Ex #1″ had a job interview today, which is good, and I’ll be calling all of these places I applied tomorrow to see what the status is on all of that.
Dad has to meet with the Social Security Disability people tomorrow. Bastards, all of them. I hope they give him disability. If they don’t, well FUCK YOU Social Security!
Please please please let me get a job.
Man, going to downtown Baltimore is a mess. Talk about ghetto. From Park Heights to Druid Hill and then the Harbor, blech. I don’t know how people live in not only crowded places like that, but in run down buildings with crime around every corner. Of course I guess they have no choice.
I haven’t been down there in many years. Probably since before I was a teenager, besides this one time I got into some trouble down there, but I’m not gonna get into that.
It’s weird how I remembered everything. Like the shapes of the buildings and turns in the road. I guess that kinda stuff just sticks in your memory.
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