Perk Spot
1 cup of hot, dark brewed coffee
1 shot of Baileys Irish Cream
1 packet of sweetener (I prefer Equal because Splenda is weird and Sweet n Low makes everything taste like toothpaste)
If you need instructions for this drink, you should not be drinking coffee nor alcohol. tyvm.
My sister is in the hospital. 2 days ago she had an abscess in her mouth that became extremely infected and threatened to block her airways. After visiting the ER they admitted her and performed emergency surgery. She hasn't woken up yet.
They say that it's normal and that she's fine. She's just sedated because of the breathing tube but she'll be just fine. They say that in the morning they'll remove the breathing tube and she will wake up and other than not being able to speak immediately, she'll be just fine. So why can't I stop crying? I mean I know why, but since all you guys know is that I loathe crying you may not really understand.
My sister and I are 17 months apart in age. One would think that we'd grow up as thick as thieves. But one would be wrong. While we were close (sharing a bedroom for 15 years tends to MAKE you close, at least in proximity) but all through childhood we fought like cats and dogs. Hell, we didn't even start getting along until about 3 or 4 years ago. Yes I'm 32. Do the math.
I'm not exactly sure what our problems were. I mean everything would stem from something minor but it would always end with an all out knock down drag out fight as if we were strangers in the street and a bitch just spat on you. I mean, I loved my sister, but I think it was more out of obligation and a shared bloodline than anything else, because I sure as hell didn't like her. She was mean. And stubborn. And angry. And just not friggin' nice. Then suddenly something just clicked and changed. We just got along. We never talk about it (although my mother has noticed), but it just is. We hang out. Laugh together. Openly love each other. And even when we get into a little bit of a tiff, it's squashed immediately. She actually has a key to my home and is welcome to come and go as she pleases. Even my parents have to call before just coming by. My sister with all of her pride calls on me and counts on me for anything and I can count on her as well. It's crazy, but crazy wonderful.
So seeing my tough sister who I just started this REAL relationship with laying in a hospital room motionless with tubes in her is devastating. I just wish that I could fix her and make her all better so that we can hurry up and continue being the best sisters ever. But I can't.
And it makes me sad. But I know that she will be okay. And as soon as she is, I'll make us a couple of Perk Spots and we'll hang out. Just my sister and me.
