Both sick

Poulas and I are both sick. Kinda sucks. Dad is starting to go bad again. It’s a long story. I’ll try to give the short version. He pulled his peg tube (feeding tube) out a couple weeks ago and nobody told us. He’s lost like 15 pounds in a week or so. Not good. Now he’s getting agitated again, which is the same thing that happened when he ended up in the hospital a month ago with CHF. His son Vitas is leaving for Iraq this week. And Poulas is sick. Fun Fun! This will be an interesting week. And I need to decide where I want to work. If I don’t get offered this job in Council Bluffs, I’m going to have to move back to my parents and take the job in Le Mars. I don’t want to do that. I also met a guy down here. His name is Garrett… and he’s STRAIGHT!! LOL… anyways, my timing is always off. But, I want to be down here… and not just because of Garrett. I don’t want to go back to my parents house and rules… and I want to be here for Poulas. He seemed down when they called and offered me the job. We shall see what happens. I want to stay here and my mom wants me back at home. UGH. What to do? What to do?!

Not a whole lot else is going on. Tryin’ to get unsick!! I hate it!! So, I’m going to rest.