I am finally ready to get in the saddle on Hive, as it's been quite a bit of time since I've been on the platform. The past months of being MIA has taken quite a toll, as there was quite a lot going on and trying to squeeze in time writing posts, and being on HIVE just wasn't in the cards.
When that CrowdStrike thing happened last year, the day before that incident.. Windows took out two of my computers when it did an update. And the timing was just lovely as I was going through kidney stone issues and had stints put in.. which that whole ordeal lasted about two months to clear up. It was very painful to say the least. I wouldn't wish that on anyone, cuz it sucks. So I was stuck with no computers for a bit until I cold get my backups from storage to get them going again.
After that we finally got a diagnosis on my kid.. turns out she is autistic. Never had an autistic child in the family. It makes sense though, as the last few years we couldn't figure out what she was going through. I took her to a multitude of doctors in PA and none of them even considered autism. She is high functioning and can speak, and we have in her a school that provides assistance in education and etc. This new school is working out well for her.
While dealing with my daughters problems, my Dad had his bladder cancer come back. The last few months had really been hell for him. My siblings and I were taking him to appointments and prepping for a surgery to remove his bladder and prostate. The surgery took 12 hours. That is a long time to be on the table for an elderly person with Parkinsons and Dementia.
The surgery was my Dad's downfall. He was not able to speak, eat or take care of himself any longer. The last month of his life was brutal, for him and us. He was in the Cardiac ICU for the duration so they could keep an eye on him and we were hoping for the best. He could barely speak as he suffered a mild stroke after the operation.
His decline was slow, and he was in and out of consciousness and slowly withered away to nothing on the daily. My sister and I were there for his last breath as he took his exit from this plane of existence. I held my hand to his head while he died.
After he passed on, my Sister and I had to plan his funeral. Picking out a casket and prayer cards and service details was unreal. I never would have thought in a million years that I would have to write my Dad's obituary.
I wish I didn't have these memories of these last few months stuck in my head. It's like playing an angry character in a screwed up movie that never ends. Day after day, watching the decline in the ICU for weeks was taxing my soul.. leaving me drained.
I apologize for not being around, and some peeps are probably not happy with my absence, but these are the reasons why I was MIA. I am hoping to get back to being me again, and get back doing Hive business. The road has been long, and exhausting.
Peace Out
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