The Workermonkey

Monday, June 16, 2008

Parents 

# posted by Supreme Monkey Overlord @ 6/16/2008 06:12:00 PM

today's topic of choice: parents. Friday i got a call that everyone dreads, that someone has been hurt or a close one lost. or at least the way Amanda answers the phone. "OHMYGOD, Dad's in the hospital!"

WHAT! WHY WHAT HAPPENED?!?!?! he was working at camp, and dropped a pvc pipe on his eye. the piece of pipe happened to have glue on it and the glue got in his eye. it didn't hit him in the head, the end he was gluing to another end fell end first and hit him square in the eye. luckily my mom was with him and immediately took him and the bottle of glue (i never would have expected them to remember this part, i'd have bet the farm on them not thinking of it) to the ER. they flushed his eye for an hour and were able to use stuff to get the glue out because they knew what it was thanks to the bottle. they kept him for a few hours to make sure he wasn't loosing his sight or anything like gluing his eye shut forever. he's ok for now, they sent my dad home with some antibiotics for the glue and his eye is swollen with a bruise on the white part of his eye. he says he can see just fine and he's going back to the Dr today so we'll see. he now has to wear safety glasses while working at camp, my mom also is required to wear a hardhat while working at camp from her hitting her head a while back.

these two incidents are what i was meaning to talk about here. parents, they are getting old. i feel more and more like i should be keeping an eye on them instead of them looking after me all the time. they are more likely to be getting into real trouble most of the time. they're old, senile and still think they can do all the stuff they used to. plus my dad is thickheaded and i'll never be able to convince him of anything so he'll do what ever he wants when ever he wants no matter what i say. and they hide stuff from me. they know i'm a smart bastard and i can put two and two together, so they don't tell me about the first two. the first one was a year or two ago when my dad drove into a ditch because he fell asleep at the wheel around the corner from the house, luckily he was going slow enough cause he was almost home but they didn't tell me for months until i found the dent on the car. parents are sneaky.

i'm sure i'm not the only one who thinks like this and i'm sure my parents aren't the only ones getting themselves hurt.

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