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i went to provo last night to see my mom in the hospital, where she’s recovering from surgery. i don’t deal well with other people being sick. i don’t think it’s that i’m being selfish, i think always being the patient teaches you to deal with your own health issues and not those of others. that’s just life. so, having a sick mother isn’t easy for me. seeing her in a hospital bed nearly killed me. between that and the disgusting smell of hospitals i ended up sick to my stomach in the bathroom. luckily holli and the twins got there shortly thereafter, providing some much needed levity to the situation.

i think the god of rock and roll looked down on me with pity, because when i got into my car to head home “you give love a bad name” was playing on the radio. i rocked out, and life was suddenly good again.