Yeah, I'm around. I've just been doing nothing really. Mostly trying to keep my mind busy so I don't have time to think about it. That's obviously tough to do though knowing you'll never get to do all of the things you used to. She'd watch the Titans, Pacers, Iowa Hawkeyes football(we rooted against them) and Tennessee football/basketball with me. Never get to have all of the good food she used to make. Like mashed potatoes... she made the best mashed potatoes. She'd put a block of cream cheese in them and they were so good with roast/chicken and amish noodles. I seriously doubt I'm going to take the time to peel, cut, boil and mix my own mashed potatoes. Guess that era is over and now it will be the instant potatoes era.
Saying this year sucked would be an understatement. My grandma passed away at the beginning of the year. My dog of 15 years(give or take a year) died while I was taking care of her when my mom was in the hospital earlier in the year. My girlfriend of 4 years broke up with me. And now my mom... it's just never ending. She passed away on the 18th and only turned 53 a week prior on the 11th.
The one thing that I think may be helping hold me together is the result of more bad luck. Three weeks prior to my mom passing away I had slipped and fallen down the stairs. My ankle was really swollen and in quite a bit of pain but I don't feel pain the way others do. Almost to the date, I was in a car crash 9 years ago and broke my back and jaw. I was in the hospital for 6 weeks with my mouth wired shut. Because of the spinal cord injury, I lost feeling below my waist. I was able to rehab and walk again but I never regained feeling and still can't move the toes in the my right foot. I guess you could call it fortunate because the injury was right between full feeling or being in a wheel chair. At least I'm not in a wheel chair. Anyways, because of the lack of feeling I continued walking on my ankle and thought the swelling was going down but my foot slipped on the stairs a couple of time and it would slam against the step below which would re-aggravate it. My aunt coaxed me into going to the hospital on last Monday and of course having the luck that I do, my ankle is broken. The silver lining... they put me in a walking boot and gave me pain killers. So, I believe the pain killers have helped me cope a bit. Unfortunately, it's a short-term solution and I can't hide behind them forever. I guess there's always drinking...
Aside from the pain killers, I do have a pretty wonderful girlfriend that I've been with going on 6 months in two weeks. We were friends before my break up with my girlfriend of 4 years. So, she's been there for everything I've gone through this year. There's absolutely no way I would have made it this far without her.
....I didn't plan on saying all of that but oh well. Beer is good? Paul George for MVP.