It is a sick, sad world

A woman in Maumelle is charged with manslaughter for leaving her two-month-old baby alone for a night of partying, during which the infant died.

LaKeela Webb was charged Tuesday in the May seventh death of Jayce Burks. Prosecutor Larry Jegley says the manslaughter charge was the most appropriate for the case because there was only alleged neglect, not premedidated harm.

Police said Webb, who is a licensed practical nurse, found the child was not breathing at about 1 p.m. on May seventh. Rather than seek immediate medical help, police say she drove the baby to her mother's house in Sherwood. The mother called an ambulance and the baby was pronounced dead at a hospital.

Police said there were plastic bags, toys and clothes in the baby's crib. An affidavit said there was blood on a crib sheet and on a plastic bag in the crib. Police said the infant was alone for 13 hours.

Too much

My dad died two weeks ago. I have felt more sadness recently than I ever thought a person could feel. Nothing could have prepared me for the feeling of losing ones parent. I actually don't think I have fully accepted this reality. It almost feels as though he will return from some far off place any day and it will have all been a bad dream. How is that for putting your head in the sand and hiding from life. I cannot sit and cry, but feel I really need to do just that. Life does go on. Each day you place one foot in front of the other and continue forth. This will all fade in time. I even lack the energy and ability to concentrate to type this. I lack the ability to gather my fleeting thoughts together into a cohesive bundle. Later maybe.....

Time is the enemy

They stopped dad's chemo treatment. They said all it was accomplishing was making him sick. He had more spots show up and they are going to do more testing on them. Mom is to meet with a social worker today to discuss his options (home or hospice). She seems pretty glum. I still have not fully digested this yet. It does not feel right. He deserves more than this. My chest hurts when I think about it. He has had such a hard life and now he will have a hard death. Drowning in your own fluid seems so......Such a betrayal.

My brother is coming down to see dad this summer with his boys. He was going to spend the summer in Croatia, but has decided that he is needed here. I feel relieved he is coming. I often wonder if we need to find his other child, but last I heard she was leaving somewhere near Munich, or outside of it rather. I guess that will be my sister's job. She has been the only one to keep even remotely in touch with her. Black sheep to blacker sheep.

Eddie, Eddie, Eddie

How on earth did that bastard cat become one of the major loves of my life??? Viggo and Eddie. Eddie and Viggo.
Dad is back in the hospital. His weight is down to 118 pounds. That is down from his normal 170. He looks so skinny. I walked in when he did not have a shirt on and instantly thought of Dachau. His doctor said he was not to lose one single pound, but at least they had encouraging news for us yesterday. Doc seems pretty certain that dad will pull through this. I sure hope so. I know it is selfish but I need my daddy for a few more years.
On to other news. Tomorrow is the last day of school for the little kiddies. I used to hate summer. Monday I will not be working so I will see what is planned. Hopefully I can come up with something fun.
I need to get more info on praxis I, II and III