
It started out with Britain's doppleganger. He had all her features except that this little guy was at least 18 months. He was in a hospital bed so right away, I assumed it was a fundraiser type thing. Just then, St. Jude's number pops up on the screen. His name was Ben. He did cute little things like call giraffe's "jawavs" and told you where his ears were. Then his father starts narrating. "Ben will start hitting his head over and over from the pain and in the middle of all of it, he'll look at you with the biggest smile." Then they went on about how he had a brain tumor and how he was going through chemotherapy because they couldn't use radiation on him because of his age. As if that weren't enough (and I hadn't went through a box of tissues already) they then went back to the father as he said, "Ben is dying. We are just getting in all the time and love we can from him because once the medicine stops working, he'll slip away."
Well, at that point my boss comes home and probably wondered what the hell the girls had put me through that night. It wasn't TOO embarrassing, but I honestly couldn't stop sobbing for a bit. As I was explaining what I was watching, they ended his story with his outcome: his mother was holding him while he passed away and his father, big brother and grandparents were all in the room with him. UGGHHH!
It really made me appreciate how lucky Matt and I are that Britain is healthy and happy and that we'll more than likely see her through many, many events in her life. It made me think of my Grandfather (lately, a lot has) and how he left this world. And it just made me feel unusually gifted in general that I am living the life I am.
And that I got paid.
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I've been thinking alot about Papa too. I had to go down Edinboro road yesterday and I stopped at the cemetary, but I couldn't find his marker where I thought it would be. I spent about 45 minutes walking around and still couldn't find it. I was pretty upset.
Although the ending was sad and bittersweet, thebody of this post had me laughing my ass off. We too attempted about 10 minutes of Celebrity Cookoff but I made Ray turn it because it was too loud. That chick from O-Town was the best and I have a lovelyarticle on SBTBfor you to read.
You could have called me (fellow working loser)....I find myself perplexed by this post. First I was happy and then sad. Bipolar?
Did you send any money to St. Jude?
No, Ben's already dead.
"That chick from O'town" gets me everytime I see that...LoL. Ashley Parker Angel will forever be known as that in my mind from now on...thanks to you. LoL.
~Rachel~
One thing about this post that is bothering me - Matt went out for the first time in 3 years? Come on! Isn't Matt constantly out at concerts and what not? Or don't concerts count because if he's being dorky, it may not.
It wasn't a concert. It was an encore of Showgirls, the unedited version.
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