The other week I was in bed when the doorbell was rung rather irratically.
Nothing major, just some dude telling me that my aunt was stranded around the corner.
See, she recently got a mobility-scooter to help her get around and get out more,
As being house-bound wasn't really working out for her.
Anyway, the thing died and I had to go around and help her back.
Quite a hassle it was too.
Tonight I was in bed, not too late, about 9pm
When again the doorbell was rung
At first I'm thinking it's morning and the postman has got something for me
So I quickly jump out of bed, scramble to find some clothes and run to the door
And there's a woman stood there
She asks me if I know a woman with a mobility-scooter
To which I say, "Yes, urgh, it hasn't stopped again has it?"
I was a little relieved to here that wasn't the case as pushing that thing is a pain.
Then she tells me that my aunt has come off it and smashed her head across the pavement.
So the woman waits for me while I get dressed and then takes me round there.
Not far away, but it'd have took me 15minutes to walk there.
I get there to see my aunt on her scooter, surrounded by a few people
I walk up to her and I'm like "What is your game?"
Then she tells me what happened.
Basically she mis-judged the steepness of the slope and came off , headbutting the curb.
Being her though, she refused and ambulance and didn't want to cause a fuss.
She's got blood down both sides of her face and all up her wrists
And she's feeling dizzy.
But she carries on, on her scooter until I get her home.
Make a quick phone-call to family and she's on her way to the hospital.
She's still there now and I'm at home on my billy.
I guess that's what it is, technically.
I don't know how to explain it really but lately it's beginning to feel like it's not my home.
Like I'm in a strangers house, I feel out of place
It's weird, and awkward and I can't understand it.
It's pretty recent, and can most likely be attributed to the fact that my aunt is getting worse.
She's becoming alot more dependant on me.
And I know it shouldn't, but it aggitates me and annoys me when she calls on me,
For every little thing.
I'm a little distgusted with myself about it I guess.
I guess somewhere along the line I became very self-centred.
I mean it doesn't help with her getting confused about stuff
And asking me the same thing four-to-five times a hour,
But I deal with it, just mutter to myself or just tell friends and family I'm getting annoyed.
Let of a little steam that way.
It doesn't help to hear her nearly choking when she has a coughing-fit.
Especially late at night.
I'm sat/laid there,
Wondering to myself..
Is this going to be the time she gets to the point where she can't breath?
What do I do then?
Do I sit and listen to her coughing and weezing
Struggling to breathe?
Because there's nothing else I can do about it.
I don't like it, I'm watching someone gradually die.
But I think
What the hell is she going through then.
She doesn't even seem phased by it.
I don't like thinking about it, I dont' think about it alot
It's not healthy
Whenever I have a chance to avoid the quiet..
Music, TV, Games, Sleep.
Hell, even writing this.
Just type what I think without really thinking about it too much.
Before the end though, a quick change of topic.
Get my mind of it before I finish the blog.
So I'm not thinking about it afterwards.
Decided to give Bioshock another go.
It's not bad
I still don't see it
But it's not bad...
Got a few achievements
Gonna play through some more later
I'll be up all night now
Shouldn't have went to sleep
Even if it was only for a short-while
Oh well, my own problem.
Not long until Battlefield
Alone In The Dark first though
Give it a try
Haven't got a Horror Game for my 360.
Is Thief : Deadly Shadows backwards compatible?
If so, then I DO have a Horror Game...
And the worst part is..
I dont' think they really intended it to be.
But what can you expect when you're playing a Stealth game?
Resembles Splinter Cell Pandora/Chaos
Thousands of years before?
Still like it..
All good though, I hope everyone has enjoyed their weekend
Mine wasn't baaaaaaaaaaaad.
Stay good and enjoy ya week.