Doubt it will really be a rant today. Far to tired and worn out even after just taking a nap. I think I am just tired of a lot of things and re found my limits.

Jack, the friend I talk about now and then in my blogs, well he hates Er's and doctors. His wife and even we have did our best to tell him he needs to go back but he just did not want to go. Well last night he asked to go back and the news is not good.

A normal sodium count is about 140, if it reaches 120 you tend to go into a lot of stokes and the like. His was 123 along with a few other problems. They are going to keep him for a few days and try to do the best they can. The doctors gave him 6 months, he has 4 months left or so they say yet everyday I see the flicker of hope just leave his eyes.

He even said he knew he was not going to make it and that he wanted his mother in law with him. His wife thought he was just out of it with the meds but I know he knows he is thinking as clearly as he can.

It's the main reason I have not been around. What time I do have from helping him to finding a job my muse just is locked away in a dark room dealing with things that go unsaid. Some would wonder if I hate helping or hate being around this yet if you knew me you would know I don't hate it I just hate the fact I can't do much to help. Other then being with them and yeah I know that means a lot but always hate that helpless feeling.

Other things are going on yet not going to bore any readers who poke at this.

If I have a thread with you well please understand that I am not really writing right now. I will reply to pms but don't poke me of replying and more so if you just read this.

Replies to this are well welcome like always.