So we broke down and bought it.... what you may say.... Yup, Cataclysm. And to all those none gamer geeks (which I'm sure you aren't if you actually read this) it's the newest WOW (world of warcrack!) expansion. So I was listening to Simon and Garfunkel (I know, I'm lame) on you tube being I haven't actually managed to buy a CD of their stuff... and noticed with a little tweeking you can make their song "Sounds of Silence" be about the cataclysm... so here is goes! :)
"Sounds of Crying"
Hello Tauren, my old friend
I've come to talk with you again
Because a vision that I have seen
Left its seed for it was not a dream
And the vision of the horror and the pain
Still remains
Within the sound of crying
One sunny day I walked alone
Narrow streets of cobblestone
'Neath the domes of Orgrimar
I turn my shield up, put my Armour on
When my eyes were stabbed by the flash of a screaming light
That split the night
And caused the sound of crying
And in the naked light I saw
Ten thousand people maybe more
People running and screaming
People crying and fleeing
People watching on as the dragon came to view
And so would you
Amongst the sound of crying
"Fools," said I, "you do not know
You can not run, you can not go
Draw your shield and Armour to you tight
Take what you can for their will be a fight"
But my words amongst the horror seemed not to form
....
And was engulfed by crying
And the people cried and screamed
To their leaders and their kings
And the world we knew was now reformed
From Alliance lands right to the Horde
And Kings and leaders called their people to arms
With battle horns
Amongst the sound of crying
OK,... So I am a doofus LOL! Have fun all you WOW players... till another time!
The thoughts and working through of a sad mother of an angel baby, and the trials and tribulations of a subsequent pregnancy. Life surrounded, life within, life without.
Just because someone is not crying doesn't mean they're not in pain.
Dec 9, 2010
Dec 8, 2010
Some things just work out...
So I was able to be strong... and get the nerve to go into Cole's box. I went on a mission to find the health card without really looking at the rest of the stuff. Part of me is a little sad and guilty that I didn't spend some time going through everything to find the health card but it's just so hard some days. I opened the box and grabbed the government looking envelopes, found the one I needed, put everything back and closed the box again.
Maybe I failed. Maybe I should have been stronger and actually looked at all his little stuff that's in the box. But I don't know if I'll ever be that strong any time soon.
I called the company that wanted his information, some place called Ornge. I guess they deal with air lifting people to hospitals or between hospitals. When Cole was born in Fergus he was moved to Kingston's NICU by plane or something. So I called them and of course got a voice mail. I left a message with all my information that I think they needed. They actually managed to call me back 2 hours later letting me know that everything's fine with the health card and not to worry about the invoice. So that's a little bit of a relief. I don't know where I would have come up with apx $2300, so it means that that at least worked out.
So this little girl in my belly is moving like a crazy jumping bean. With Cole I mostly felt the kicks and movements at around 20 something weeks at night, I barely felt them through out the day. Now maybe I'm just more sensitive or thinking about it more, but she's kicking me all the time. Part of it is that I know she's carrying lower than Cole was and so she keeps kicking me in the pelvis and bladder area (which is not so hot when it makes you go pee at least every half hour to 45min, especially when you're trying to sleep). But we think we may have decided on a first name... now we're discussing a middle name... once it's all confirmed that we are happy with the name I'll let you know :).
So not a bad day all in all so far. A little tired, physically and emotionally, but hopefully that will even out.
Maybe I failed. Maybe I should have been stronger and actually looked at all his little stuff that's in the box. But I don't know if I'll ever be that strong any time soon.
I called the company that wanted his information, some place called Ornge. I guess they deal with air lifting people to hospitals or between hospitals. When Cole was born in Fergus he was moved to Kingston's NICU by plane or something. So I called them and of course got a voice mail. I left a message with all my information that I think they needed. They actually managed to call me back 2 hours later letting me know that everything's fine with the health card and not to worry about the invoice. So that's a little bit of a relief. I don't know where I would have come up with apx $2300, so it means that that at least worked out.
So this little girl in my belly is moving like a crazy jumping bean. With Cole I mostly felt the kicks and movements at around 20 something weeks at night, I barely felt them through out the day. Now maybe I'm just more sensitive or thinking about it more, but she's kicking me all the time. Part of it is that I know she's carrying lower than Cole was and so she keeps kicking me in the pelvis and bladder area (which is not so hot when it makes you go pee at least every half hour to 45min, especially when you're trying to sleep). But we think we may have decided on a first name... now we're discussing a middle name... once it's all confirmed that we are happy with the name I'll let you know :).
So not a bad day all in all so far. A little tired, physically and emotionally, but hopefully that will even out.
Tomorrow... or should I say today
It is late and I am sad.
I'm a little frustrated about how none of our government bodies seem to ever talk to each other. Yesterday I received a bill for the plane ride for Cole from Fergus to Kingston, for a wopping $2000. They said I either needed to provide (as they called him) Baby Boy Poirier's OHIP card or pay the bill. Well, I put it off today. Tomorrow I will find some motivation and strength to go through Cole's box of stuff and get the damn health card so I can call them and give them the number.
I'm not even sure if the health card will work...
Do you know how hard and painful it is to have to call all these places and say, yes I have his information. He passed, will this still work???? I really really REALLY don't want to do this. I want to scream "F*&k you all, talk to the other forms of Gov't Damnit!" But they don't and they won't and I'll keep havening to call these stupid government things and tell them that I'll give them what I have but I don't know if it will work.
Well, I think bed is in order... maybe it'll give me the strength to face the pain that I know is apparent tomorrow. Heck, all I did was pack some of the baby things I was given (like bottles and stuff) on the weekend into my new hope chest and barely made it through that. This is not going to be fun to look through his stuff for one little card.... GAH! Sometimes I wish I wasn't as responsible as I feel I need to be. Sometimes I wish I could take these stupid things and put them in a drawer and deal with them later (or never)... sometimes.... but I can't and I won't so I'll suck it up. Put on my big girl britches and do what needs to be doing.
I'll let you know if I survive... I'm sure I will but doesn't mean it won't hurt.
I'm a little frustrated about how none of our government bodies seem to ever talk to each other. Yesterday I received a bill for the plane ride for Cole from Fergus to Kingston, for a wopping $2000. They said I either needed to provide (as they called him) Baby Boy Poirier's OHIP card or pay the bill. Well, I put it off today. Tomorrow I will find some motivation and strength to go through Cole's box of stuff and get the damn health card so I can call them and give them the number.
I'm not even sure if the health card will work...
Do you know how hard and painful it is to have to call all these places and say, yes I have his information. He passed, will this still work???? I really really REALLY don't want to do this. I want to scream "F*&k you all, talk to the other forms of Gov't Damnit!" But they don't and they won't and I'll keep havening to call these stupid government things and tell them that I'll give them what I have but I don't know if it will work.
Well, I think bed is in order... maybe it'll give me the strength to face the pain that I know is apparent tomorrow. Heck, all I did was pack some of the baby things I was given (like bottles and stuff) on the weekend into my new hope chest and barely made it through that. This is not going to be fun to look through his stuff for one little card.... GAH! Sometimes I wish I wasn't as responsible as I feel I need to be. Sometimes I wish I could take these stupid things and put them in a drawer and deal with them later (or never)... sometimes.... but I can't and I won't so I'll suck it up. Put on my big girl britches and do what needs to be doing.
I'll let you know if I survive... I'm sure I will but doesn't mean it won't hurt.
Dec 7, 2010
Some people...
As the holiday's are upon us all I can say is I don't truly understand some people. There have been a few cases (from the support sites I'm on) where family members of grieving moms and dads are trying in some ways to be considerate and end up being so inconsiderate to the feelings of the family. One case that truly upset me was of lady on my site's mom giving her a Christmas ornament with her name, her husband's name and the name of the dog on it. She didn't bother putting the name of the lost baby on it, or even asking before she gave them an ornament if they would like that. The fact that this mother thought she was sparring her daughter's feelings by ignoring the loss and not adding the name of her lost child could be understandable. But it's not right.
I will tell you all. If you know someone who has lost ANYONE... a husband, a child, a parent, etc, don't act like that person never existed in the world. Even if the baby wasn't with the family long, or at all, that baby still meant a lot to who the family is. If you are uncomfortable with asking the family if they want the baby included or unsure about the proper etiquette then either don't give the family a personalized item with everyone in the family's name on it, or give them an item and let them know that you didn't want to upset them and so left it blank so they could personalize it how they see fit.
Holiday seasons are never easy for those who have lost babies... all you see are happy families with children everywhere. They're in the mall, the grocery stores, everywhere. Most of the time it's not so bad but some days are always worst than others. Try to be considerate, and maybe if you ever have a bad point in your life, a loss of some sort that is very close to you, then they will be considerate and think of you too.
My heart goes out to all those who have lost and the families and friends who may not understand what is going on in their lives, hearts and head at the moment.
I will tell you all. If you know someone who has lost ANYONE... a husband, a child, a parent, etc, don't act like that person never existed in the world. Even if the baby wasn't with the family long, or at all, that baby still meant a lot to who the family is. If you are uncomfortable with asking the family if they want the baby included or unsure about the proper etiquette then either don't give the family a personalized item with everyone in the family's name on it, or give them an item and let them know that you didn't want to upset them and so left it blank so they could personalize it how they see fit.
Holiday seasons are never easy for those who have lost babies... all you see are happy families with children everywhere. They're in the mall, the grocery stores, everywhere. Most of the time it's not so bad but some days are always worst than others. Try to be considerate, and maybe if you ever have a bad point in your life, a loss of some sort that is very close to you, then they will be considerate and think of you too.
My heart goes out to all those who have lost and the families and friends who may not understand what is going on in their lives, hearts and head at the moment.
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