Saturday, January 08, 2005

Aunt Carol told my mother Grandma died in peace. That though there had been pain she just drifted away. What she neglected to tell my mother that she later told me was that the fucking pieces of shit that were supposed to be taking care of her, the people we paid to look after her, keep her safe, neglected her all fucking night before she died. ALL FUCKING NIGHT.
When the last person from afternoon shift went off it was the last time for EIGHT FUCKING HOURS SHE HAD A GOD DAMN PAIN PILL.

The second night durty person didn't come on because they're fucking stupid, SO the one remaining person- who was passing fucking meds, neglected her for EIGHT FUCKING HOURS. My beautiful Grandmother, the woman that raised me, lay there for eight hours in excrusating pain, and no one went to her. NO ONE was there. She was in pain and alone.

She was in pain and alone because it "creeped" the med guy out to go in her room. WHAT THE FUCKING FUCK! Its an assisted living home! Thats your fucking JOB you FUCKING PIECE OF SHIT!

And when he called the administration of Annabell House she was TOO FUCKING DRUNK to do a God Damned thing about it! They didn't call anyone in, they didn't even call my fucking Aunt Carol who WORKS there and lives ten fucking minutes away! But any other night theres a problem they don't hesitate to fucking call! They neglected my Grandmother for eight hours!

I feel sick. I feel like my stomach is in a knot so tight Im going to throw up. I have shooting pains up my spine and through my arm and my heart feels as though its going to burst from my chest. Im so angry that I could kill.

She was alone, and in pain, and theres nothing I can do about it.

The thing that makes me sickest, last night before I knew all of this, I was telling my little sister Katie how wonderful they were, how concerned, how dedicated. Dedicated my fucking ass, she was a check to them! Thats all! They couldn't afford to lose anymore residents thats why they were so fucking accomidating.

And that fucking whore of an administrator didn't even pick up her fucking cell phone, hit one fucking number, and call my Aunt. She could have been there in ten minutes....

I keep thinking if I hadn't gone back to school I could have done it. I could have been with her.

I hope they all fucking die horrible painful deaths, because no matter what it is, it will not due justice to the suffering they put her through, what we now as her family have to endure knowing she suffered.

I FUCKING HATE YOU

xoxo SJ at 11:05 PM.



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