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My friend Aaron died. I'm completely shocked. He was a big guy on the football team, engaged, and he had a good life planned out.
Here's what his girlfriend said about his death:
"On Friday, as he was dialing my #, he collapsed around 4pm from his brain bleeding, meaning he had a second aneurysm that burst. His family called the ambulance, and he was rushed to St. Mary's, where he had surgery, but the doctors shifted his brain too much during the surgery that it disconnected from his brain stem. Then, he was helicoptered to Jefferson in Philadelphia, where they did one test for vital signs around 9pm, and had to wait another 12 hours to do the second test. Then I got there around 11:30, after receiving a phone call while I was at a friend's Sweet 16 party. I found out around 10:30, and rushed over there. So his family and I spent the night at the hospital, trying to sleep in the visitor's lounge, but I couldn't sleep and spent the night next to him, holding his hand. On Saturday, he was supposed to have his second test between 9 and 11, but the doctors didn't test him until 4:30, when he was pronounced brain dead."
I just found out about two hours ago.
First, I'm shocked by the doctors, and how this seems almost unprofessional. I understand that, God forbid, there are other people, but, this kid was DYING.
And now he's gone.
I called Anderson (my new boyfriend) and even though it's late, he still was there to talk to me. It was really nice.
Oh yes. Updates in my life.
a. My fiance left me this week, even though I had told him I chose him. So, now I am with the other boy.
b. I am being harassed by a majority of the student body because my ex-fiance is telling them that I cheated AND left him. So now I am being literally pelted with rocks and being called a bitch. Hurray.
c. Aaron died.
I need a vacation. I know I shouldn't complain, since I have a good life and stuff, but, just, wow.
Is it sad that I really want Meevs (a.k.a. my Miyavi doll) here now? I really just want to hug him. Anderson is hinting that he might buy him for me. I'm trying to convince him not to. But, it's just, dolls calm me down, and, Miyavi would be a great person to hug right now. And since I can't hug the real person, then, a doll might be the next best thing.
I'm such a nerd.
Here's what his girlfriend said about his death:
"On Friday, as he was dialing my #, he collapsed around 4pm from his brain bleeding, meaning he had a second aneurysm that burst. His family called the ambulance, and he was rushed to St. Mary's, where he had surgery, but the doctors shifted his brain too much during the surgery that it disconnected from his brain stem. Then, he was helicoptered to Jefferson in Philadelphia, where they did one test for vital signs around 9pm, and had to wait another 12 hours to do the second test. Then I got there around 11:30, after receiving a phone call while I was at a friend's Sweet 16 party. I found out around 10:30, and rushed over there. So his family and I spent the night at the hospital, trying to sleep in the visitor's lounge, but I couldn't sleep and spent the night next to him, holding his hand. On Saturday, he was supposed to have his second test between 9 and 11, but the doctors didn't test him until 4:30, when he was pronounced brain dead."
I just found out about two hours ago.
First, I'm shocked by the doctors, and how this seems almost unprofessional. I understand that, God forbid, there are other people, but, this kid was DYING.
And now he's gone.
I called Anderson (my new boyfriend) and even though it's late, he still was there to talk to me. It was really nice.
Oh yes. Updates in my life.
a. My fiance left me this week, even though I had told him I chose him. So, now I am with the other boy.
b. I am being harassed by a majority of the student body because my ex-fiance is telling them that I cheated AND left him. So now I am being literally pelted with rocks and being called a bitch. Hurray.
c. Aaron died.
I need a vacation. I know I shouldn't complain, since I have a good life and stuff, but, just, wow.
Is it sad that I really want Meevs (a.k.a. my Miyavi doll) here now? I really just want to hug him. Anderson is hinting that he might buy him for me. I'm trying to convince him not to. But, it's just, dolls calm me down, and, Miyavi would be a great person to hug right now. And since I can't hug the real person, then, a doll might be the next best thing.
I'm such a nerd.
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