My LIFE is Getting TOO SURREAL

I know that everything happens for a reason, even if we are not privy to those reasons,,, supposedly there are reasons for all the horrible things that happen to humans in this world. And honestly, I could not make this shit up. When I asked for financial help,, through donations, good money karma energy,,, hell glass beads at this point,,, it was to help me save my home,, which I love very much... Any money I get anytime soon, might just have to go towards buying me my own personal padded cell. Not sure about my ability to handle much more,,, but As I said in my last post,,, Dammit I AM GOING TO LEARN TO LIVE... and damn it all,, I really don't care any more what gets thrown my way,,, but leave my family alone!!!
Yesterday while I was at Fox's memorial my mother called my house while I was not there. I didn't listen to my voice mail til this morning. I knew the sound in her voice, and knew that I was going to not want to hear what ever it was that made her so frantic ''have to talk to you Immediately!!!,, please call your Mother.'' the next five messages were her calling up until midnight. I didn't get home (remember,, we went to Fox's favorite pub) until ,,, hell what time was it???? Anyway, so, first thing this morning I call her,,, and I knew it wasn't going to be good.

My Uncle (Douglas McArthur R.) her brother had to have emergency triple bypass surgery this month. I knew that, it seemed like everytime they talked this whole summer past,, he was in or just getting out of the hospital. I sorta expected that to happen, and when it did we were prepared for the worst, but thankfully he did rather well, at least until this past week. His newest visit to (thank the gods a different hospital) medical establishment is because of what he came out of the last hospital with: Necrotizing fasciitis or as it is better known the FLESH EATING Bacteria disease. 30 to 40% of the people infected die from it. It doesn't look good.
This disease is a group A streptococcus, same thing that gives us strept throat.
But, in the case of the necrotizing fasciitis, it sorta goes mad and is very virolent and eats the very skin and I mean eats it UP. This would not be so horrible,, if it was on a location that if amputation became nessesary,,, that Amputation would be possible,, like on a leg, arm, foot. But unfortunately for my Uncle Doug, it is covering his whole stomach/abdomen area and moving up and down, to the sides and if the massive amounts of antibotics don't do the trick,, it is going to be what does him in, not the triple by pass. But damn sure the surgery incision was the culprit for this to start,, unsanitary bunch of hospitals,,, won't catch me in one alive. He is only in his late fifties and until this year was relatively healthy.
My mother ,, bless her heart is frantic, scared to be near him,, which I have confidence that amounts to NIL in the hospitals,,, they have caused this mutated strept to arise in the first place. I am such a medical heretic. I told her they need to dunk him in Myrrh, which is antiseptic, then overdose him with vitamin C. On top of the mega Antibiotics, and get him to hell out of that hospital.
But no one listens to a Medical Heretic. I would trust a good ol fashion root doctor like my Grandma before any / or I should say Most MDs. For me,, if triple bypass became nessesary,, shot me with a .22 caliber ,,, much cheaper.

So, I have a feeling that the Law of when someone on my Mothers side dies is about to be tested again,,, they all have to die in winter,, and are usually buried in blizzards it seems. Her father was buried during one,, he was from a town called Pluto,,, guess why, it is cold as a the namesake planet. West Virginia can be such fun... and off course the family plots are high on the mountains between Pluto and Freezeland Mountain.... get the idea.. COLD COLD COLD!!!
I am not going to be able to watch my mother break down.. not now with the way things have been going for me lately,, just can't.... this is the last member of the family she really is close to, her sister being a total bitch. Sorry Betty, but you are.

So, the Deities are testing me,,, and still I promise,, I will learn to LIVE no matter what happens.
Something good will come out of this too,,, somehow, I refuse to see it differently. And if by some chance I get stuck in a padded cell ,,, it will be because death is all around me,, and I will be screaming,,, I am Going to Live DAMMIT!!!!! I AM GOING TO LEARN TO LIVE!!!!!! But right now, I am just hoping my Uncle Doug does LIVE.
Please tell me this is a dream in which I am writing this Blog. Too surreal.


Additional Note: My Mother says that the Antibiotics seem to be halting the growth and spread of this horrible bacteria, so please send my Uncle Doug a lot of good energy. He left the Hospital and the first thing he did was take his truck to get firewood for a family who can not afford to heat any other way. All wrapped up with bandages, out helping other people.... that's my Family, damn proud of him...