The lionhearted 17 year old kid sister, single handedly fought the bad wolf in the woods last night; armed only with her wits and her ridding hood. She had a very long hard night making sure that humpty dumpty didn’t fall and didn’t need the kings horses or the kings men after all.
It’s been a while since I’ve hallucinated that badly and vividly. It’s been a while since I’ve made no sense: since I’ve been so unable to control myself or think on any human level. It’s been a long time since I’ve been rabid and mentally breaking to the point of becoming physically ill. How did I NOT end up in hospital last night? With all the panic, and yelling and babbling and dry heaves, she stayed. She kept her cool and kept me safe. She kept me in my head some what and out of the hospital. Just like she always does.
When I woke up this morning, I was in a quiet bedroom, in clean sheets and a clean robe. Med’s were waiting and so was a light breakfast. She called my boss, so I don’t loose my job; she called my doctor and I have an appointment TODAY! 2:20 p.m. She is going with me to support me and give me that confidence I so desperately need after a dark and draining night like this.
After having to deal with this sort of night again, she is finally getting some sleep. She deserves it. There have been more then a few negative people lately who have really been dragging her down, making her doubt her self worth, chipping away at her optimism a little more each day. When she wakes up I really hope she sees this and knows; how important she is to many people. In her own quiet way, she’s a hero. With her help I will do all I can to beat this. I wish I could give you a whole round of applause plus more. I love you kid.
P.S. sorry about the piano