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OOC: A Brief Message
Hopefully, I’ll be back to Tumblr RPing in the next week or two.
Things have just been nuts for the last 6 months or so, work overload, family drama and my depression came roaring back. It’s just been... pretty wild. I’m okay, I’m here.
I think my fence is judging me...
Ooc Post.
We are exhausted here, at Casa de Vil. One of my cousins died this morning and nothing about it was 'easy' or 'well'. He lingered for days. If you made a dog go through that, you would be arrested. But... There's more going on than I've told the two people in Private Texts. I can't say everything's that's going on for legal reasons but something happened - one of the attendants said something to my cousins mum about what was really happened to start all of this. This situation is insaine. There will be lawsuits and at least 2 murder charges are possible but to what degree we don't know yet. The state wants a full autopsy so nothing more can happen for the next two weeks or so. Everone in the house is in zombie mode. No one wants to start doing anything just in case the phone rings again. But they know we can't put anything off either because they'll be in a plane sometime in the next couple weeks to go be with my aunt. No one has had much or any sleep....
Backyard Nova was on today. A Crab Spider helped me out with cleaning the makeshift bird bath. 2 pics are the phone zoomed in. 3rd is a regular pic for scale. I waited for the Crab Spider to carry off her meal to eat it in peace before scrubbing.
Quick update and a bit of back story.
About 25 years ago my stepdad was hit head on by a wrong way drunk driver. To say how bad it was, Leet me put it this way; he took the other cars engine block to the face and chest, dying 3 times in the hospital.
He's has seizures and trauma-induced memory problems. He'll never be okay, and while he's tried to adjust to this new life, there are, of course, the good and bad days.
After Mom had a minor stroke (unrelated except for stress) I have been a caretaker. Mom has had two more small strokes over the years and Matt's been slowly progressing down dementia road.
Lately, we've been catching him eating spoonfuls of coffee grounds.
We have been looking at various care facilities because it's becoming clear that Mom and I aren't enough. That's kind of in pause at the moment for paperwork reasons.
At his most recent doctor's appointment, last week, a whole new diagnosis came to light. Post-traumatic Parkinsonism. We need yet another specialist, and he has to be settled into the medications and have a more out less stable routine to be able to move into a care facility.
So it turns out that Capt John Walker is (or might be) my 4th Great-grandfather, via his daughter Mary.
Explanation of the maybe... It's via their leaf hints thing. The Mary hint .... She has the same birthday, the same death date, but is in a different cemetery so it might be the wrong Mary. Same State and County, even - just different city/towns and different cemeteries.
So I knew going into it that those DNA tests were crap. I took the 23 And Me branded test purely for the entertainment value of it. They advertise that they can tell you how much Neanderthal you have in you and I thought that was hilarious.
Otherwise, don't expect accuracy per heritage. Thats not how DNA works. I'm sorry, but yeah. It's utterly useless for that crap and even most of the medical advice they claim to offer.
I come from a long line of compulsive note takers and have access to birth and death records of relatives from the god damn 1100s and earlier. (Everyone in my family admits that things kind of get sketchy pre 1100, and should be taken skeptically when the dates get into the 0070s) No, I'm not joking. My 4th grade teacher thought I was joking until I brought In a wheelbarrow worth of photocopies. I have the paperwork that says their heritage report is wrong.
Also, I have a mild form of Ehlers-Danlos syndrome which is inherited and they completely missed it in their 90 pages of 'reports'. It's a great party trick in that I can bend in ways that make people either scream or throw up. I have only a tiny bit of the stretchy skin part, though.
In case you were wondering, the reports were nothing but a rubber stamp of what I told them for their endless survey questions.
