The Spiral Is Whirling Quickly Now

Rudy got out of the hospital last week. On a late Friday night. Took forever to get out as the residents at the hospital kept giving conflicting discharge orders and the nurses (one of which could barely speak English- she was Asian, probably Japanese as her name was Hiroko) had to keep running back and forth to get things figured out. Later that night we had to ignore one of the orders as it was to stop taking his potassium supplement (!) and he started feeling low potassium symptoms within hours. Sigh.

Ennyways, on Sunday afternoon we headed to a hotel so that on Monday morning Rudy could start heading to his appointments at one of the hospitals in Seattle. To see about the possibility of getting into the waiting list for heart/lung transplants. None of us figured he had much of a chance, but any chance is better than no chance.

Any hope is better than no hope.

Robbie and Rudy and I stayed the night in a hotel. It was very nice and very low cost, thank Glob. (Bloody keyboard is acting up, sorta- not registering some key strokes. Sigh.) Rudy didn’t sleep much as it was a flat bed (we have an adjustable bed at home and the head of the bed is always up at least 15 degrees) and while we brought a bunch of pillows, it’s not the same as the actual head of the bed being up.

Next morning we headed in with Rudy in his wheelchair and Robbie pushing it. Robbie turned 18 last month which is good and bad- bad as when (if!) he graduates high school we stop getting disability supplement for him which means we get $600 LESS each month from that point. *POOF* goes the house as we no longer will be able to make the house payments…

Ennyways. When Rudy was discharged, his legs were very thick, very filled with fluid. Can’t remember the word I am looking for, grrrr my aging brain. By the time we were going to his appointments on Monday morning, his feet had become great fleshy meat pumpkins and his legs were shiny the skin was so stretched. So after a few hours of seeing docs, guess what happened next?

Sigh. My husband, the only man I have ever loved in my entire life, the love of my life, was admitted to the hospital. So far away from our home- I haven’t been able to see him since Tuesday when I had to leave to come home and take care of the house and our dogs and our cats (sadly, the hamster died a month or two ago- little bastards tend to do that).

I fear his death spiral is whirling quickly now, the whirlpool of his life spinning and whirring and at the bottom the black hole where it all leads. I am terrified he may never come home or if he does, he’ll come back on hospice and die at home instead.

If he does die soon, or if he comes home on hospice and dies here, be prepared. I will keep everyone filled in on what is happening, kinda like I always do 🙂 and if he does go, I will alert you all because when he does finally go whether it is in days or months or years (Glob help me, give me years!)…

This blog will go black for I don’t know how long. I know I’m going to have my relatives and in-laws and parents and all put me on family suicide watch- I don’t want to die and I have my kids to think of but who knows what people do in the throes of grief.

I will do my damnedest to come back when I can, when I go black after my husband dies. Just preparing you all and myself for this because I am so scared that the end is close.

Anne

Madness!

From a partial, very crazy and unfinished story:

“At one point almost one hundred naked young women had fallen into her hungry cunt at the same time before the crush of women trying to fall into her hungry cunt lessened. Two other women were able to grab her legs and close them, but not before almost two thousand naked young women had fallen into her gaping hungry cunt. The two women holding the young woman tight then quickly shoved the woman with the hungry cunt head first up the cunt of another surprised naked young woman, but she let the two women shove the other woman up her cunt. One of the two young women then swallowed that surprised young woman with her cunt, then the other woman swallowed that woman with her cunt. Then, crisis  averted, the woman entered the hall of serpents and within seconds was swallowed whole and digested alive by a rock serpent.”

Don’t think I’m going to work on that story any more 🙂 Unless you people want me to… 😉

Anne (Who sometimes goes insane. Well, let’s not lie- USUALLY IS insane)

 

For Those Of You Who Do Not Believe

that a large breasted woman, if swallowed feet first by a hungry serpent, would end up swallowed nipples last after her head went down, I present to you untampered evidence:

Nipples first, then arms

You cannot tell me that, if the pressure of the lips circling her as she was swallowed down that tight wet serpent throat WOULDN’T press those huge tits of hers upward and squish her her nipples probably as high as her elbows 🙂 are just deluding yourself.

Her head will vanish beneath them titties

And Milena Velba is not unusual, only popular 🙂 MANY women have tits as big as hers, nonsurgically enhanced (hers are natural, which is cool). Now I WISH my own titties was maybe not as big as hers 🙂 but bigger than they are now 😦 Life is life. At least I am alive.

Any so way, point of the post being that it is not impossible that a woman with large or larger than average breasts would, upon being swallowed feet first by a hungry serpent, have her rock hard nipples vanish last into the throat of the animal swallowing her whole and alive as she masturbated and shook with orgasm after orgasm. If only we had enough women and serpents to test our hypothesis. I would gladly volunteer to see how it looked to have a woman with smaller breasts swallowed whole and alive by a hungry serpent 😉  Gods, in a heartbeat!!

Anne (who wishes she were just a woman shaped lump in the belly of a hungry serpent)