wednesday was so awful. thankfully, things have been much calmer since. i realize that my account was ambiguous - i mean, it was purposely ambiguous. to better communicate how truly dreadful it was, however, i think it should suffice to say that someone nearly died. literally. 911 was called, and for quite a while, we had an ambulance, a fire truck, and 4 police cars parked in front of the house.
... morei went outside to meet christina, because i knew that when she arrived & saw all that mess, she wasn't going to be too keen on the idea of coming up to the door. rather than going back into the center of trauma, we ended up just staying outside until it was all over. during that time, sarah came over to check on us and to see if there was anything we needed. our nice neighbors kam-fai and shirley did, also. i'm sure everyone else on the block that noticed just thought "what the hell?!" there was a time when police and/or an ambulance arriving at my parents' house wasn't all that rare, but i'm glad to say that's in the past. most of the people who live around here now haven't lived around here long enough to remember that time. i guess that could be viewed as a good thing.
is there any good news? well, sort of. the situation that led to this whole mess has been remedied. as much as it's possible for the time being, anyway. it's like getting a band-aid when you really need stitches.
before i forget to mention it - thanks to madamsarcasm, i've been quoted. i only wish that i'd been in a better state the past couple of days. it probably seems trivial to a lot of people, but i think this should be pushing me towards euphoria. if i hadn't had such a crap week, i could truly enjoy this moment properly.
random movie quote:
"everyone knows that diaries are full of crap."