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Screws me so hard. When I have to figure out how much those wrappers are going to cost to print, I constantly forget to add that 8.75%. Shit adds up too.

Today my grandma was rushed to another hospital because she had to have emergency surgery on her legs to clear the blood clots that had formed. They ignored it for so long, despite my grandma, my mom and my aunt telling them there was something wrong with her legs that if they’d waited another couple of hours, she would have lost her legs.

The negligence going on at that hospital is beyond comprehension. It’s like they just wait for old people to die there. 

Not once has anyone come in to check out her eyes and how she can’t see. No one has been feeding her, in spite of all the complaining everyone has been doing. 

There’s more but I’m so livid, I can’t keep it all straight.

How could they let her legs get to that point?! When the doctor came in, he was pissed. Usually he said he waits 24 hours to do a surgery like that because you have to fast before it but he risked it because it was such an emergency. He couldn’t clear out the tips of her toes, so she might lose them but she’ll be able to walk even if she does lose them. He’s hoping that clearing out everything will cause those blood clots in her toes to work themselves out. 

I’m just furious. How can a hospital like this stay open?! She was in the goddamnn intensive care unit! How to they treat the people on the normal floors?!

in the hospital is ridiculous. Luckily, my mom has been on vacation for the past week but she’s afraid to go back to work because she’s sure my grandma is going to starve there. I swear no one there has even looked at her chart because she cannot feed herself and they just drop off the food, they didn’t respond to the emergency call button at all when my mom pressed it today, they leave her on a bedpan for hours, when the nurses do come in to change the sheets or pad she’s on, they tell her to look at the door or the wall and get aggravated when she doesn’t but she can’t fucking see! I mean, she can but her brain is garbling everything so she thinks she can see things but she can’t process it. 

St. Joeseph’s hospital on Harlem Road in Cheektowaga. Such a terrible hospital. 

I just finished telling Eric about all of this and he was so mad he actually called down there to complain but he had to leave a message. My aunt and mom have been recording everything in a notebook, which I’m glad about but they shouldn’t have to!

I don’t mean to bring everyone down with this post but I’m so frustrated. She was put in intensive care right in front of the nurses station so someone would always be able to see her and it’s like she doesn’t exist. On top of that, it’s not like it’s a busy hospital. I bet she’s one of maybe five people on the floor. 

RRRG!

We went food shopping and bought some food for the people at Occupy Buffalo but then we ran out of time and couldn’t bring it down there. 

Hopefully we can get it to them tomorrow…

If we don’t get it there it’s just going to sit here. I will never need this many beans.

Evie just asked me if she could get married (as she was playing with her Plex from Yo Gabba Gabba), and I told her she can marry anyone she wants when she grows up and the fact that she now can marry anyone, woman or man, struck me in the most fantastic way and brought tears to my eyes.

My little girl is allowed to love who ever she wants when she grows up now, and not just love them, but marry them too. The fact that she’s going to grow up only knowing that freedom is amazing. 

I’m so glad we live in a blue state. 

And I forgot my camera again! I did remember to charge the battery though. A lot of good it did me at home. It was even better this time because there were less people there so Evie didn’t have to wriggle past all the kids to get where she wanted to go. It rained most of the day, misted really, and it must have kept everyone inside. We got to walk down the trails this time and they lead to an amazing gazebo overlooking Buffalo Creek (I found out the name) and a place where they hold concerts. The stage is made of stone, but the acoustics are incredible there! Evie had a good time with her rendition of “I’m a Little Tea Pot”. 

I also found out what the park is actually called! It’s the Charles E. Burchfield Nature & Art Center and they have an art gallery, they hold art classes and there’s a bunch of concerts scheduled for the summer. It’s situated where Charles E. Burchfield lived when he moved to Buffalo (West Seneca actually) in 1925. He’s a pretty famous watercolor painter I guess. I’m kind of embarassed to say I never heard of him, but watercolor was never one of my favorite mediums. I can’t believe we just found out about this great place!

Hector: I do have a timer but I broke my tripod a while ago and since it’s an SLR it’s hard to balance on things and get a good angle. Plus, I have no idea how to pose myself and look good. I’m awesome at looking awkward as hell 90% of the time, not just in pictures but in life. It really doesn’t make sense though. I know how to pose people and make them look good but it just doesn’t translate. I need someone with a good eye to take pictures of me.

Matt: I’ve never been to Arizona but I lived in New Mexico for a while and it was fantastic for photography. The lighting was always good! It seemed like it was always the golden hour there. I only get an hour of that light up here, even in the summer. The only problem I had down there was not having much to take pictures of because everyone’s houses were walled off. It sucked taking walks in Albuquerque because there wasn’t even anyone to nod at on their porches and forget seeing people walk down the street! They acted like they were living on the surface of hell and anything not air conditioned was blasphemy. We went down there to escape the cold and I ended up being colder there than I ever was in New York. Plus, while I was down there I worked as a photographer so I didn’t really feel like pulling the camera out after I clocked out for the day.

I took a lot of senior portraits while I worked there and I don’t know if it’s a huge issue where you live but in NM I couldn’t believe how many of the girls I photographed were knocked up already. It was crazy! Sometimes I wouldn’t realize and I’d ask them what their plans were after high school and they’d pull out some “I just want to support my baby. I’m going to school to be a phlebotomist!” shit and I just wanted to pick them up and shake some sense into them. Phlebotomy?! Really? You could make more money working at the crazy Walmarts down there that actually have a liquor aisle.