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Tuesday, July 18, 2006


   Its always just one blow after another......
Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket Well, I thought things were going good for me. And everytime I do get some happiness into my life, it gets taken away from me. Sorry, guys I haven't been on for the weekend. THis is why.
First of all, my mother has to take a very addicting medicine called Zanax. A couple of weeks ago, she ran out of her perscription, and had to go without them. Then on friday, she got her refill, but she hadn't taken them for a while, so I knew that they would effect her worse than usual. She's supposed to take 1 pill at a time, 3 times a day. I think that she read the bottle wrong and she took 3 pills at once. She instantly fell alsleep 15 minutes later. My aunt and uncle were there, so they gave me their number just incase I needed them. The next morning, my mom was acting abnormal from the pills. She could barely walk and she was slurring her words so bad, that I could barely understand her. She wasn't in her right mind and she was acting crazy. I threatened her that I would have to call 911 if she wasn't better by the morning. And I told her not to take any more of the pills. She finally fell asleep around 4:30 am, and my brother and I went to bed. Then she woke up around 5:00 am, and she fell down and my brother and I had to help her up. Then out of nowhere, she took 4 of her pills(which is more than a whole days dose) Me and my brother were in tears, scared to death. (my brother is only 10) I called 911. When the paramedics got there, they told me that I did the right thing even though my mom was yelling and cussing at me for calling them. Then a police officer stayed with us, until my aunt sheila showed up and picked us up. We stayed the night there. I also had to talk to a counceler about if I thought that my mom was suicidal. I said that she wasn't, that when she took the 4 pills, she didn't know what she was doing. Well, I'm back home with her, and she is still kind of drowsy, but better. Sometimes I wish that my mom and dad were still together. If my dad were here, I wouldn't have to carry all of this on my shoulders. Sometimes I get scared, that my mom is going to go to sleep and never wake up. But my brother and I are pretty much all we got, so we've bonded eversince my mom got sick. Sometimes, I think that god doesn't hear me, but then I think that he is just testing my faith. I just wish that I could be a kid again. I mean, I'm only 12 and I had to grow up at the age of nearly 9. Well, I'm gonna end it here, this is a long post. I don't blame you all if you don't want to read it. Well bye. Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket

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