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Post by <3 Luby II 2 <3 on Jan 16, 2007 15:32:51 GMT 10
great update!
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Post by Lubyfanatic316 on Jan 17, 2007 1:13:58 GMT 10
Great Update!
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Post by *Natalie* on Jan 17, 2007 4:57:37 GMT 10
Hope Tata is ok
natalie x
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Post by hollygirl on Jan 17, 2007 13:26:11 GMT 10
OK, I know.. I have said I was going to end this fic like 2 or 3 times... last chapter was 81... I am debating rather to end it at 90 or 100... what do you guys think?
and thanks for the feedback.. update will be up tomorrow.
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Post by daniella on Jan 17, 2007 14:20:11 GMT 10
Well, I'll be sad if it's finish... Dani
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Post by rorygilmore on Jan 17, 2007 15:52:13 GMT 10
I think you should forget about the numbers and write until you feel it's time to end it. Maybe that can be in chapter 82 or maybe in chapter 200th... but before you end this wonderful fic, I think you must be sure you've written everything you wanted to write. Now, go and... HELP TATA!!!
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Post by hollygirl on Jan 18, 2007 13:10:13 GMT 10
Chapter 82: His Eyes
A few weeks have passed... Abby and I were supposed to be back at work almost 2 weeks ago now.. and the girls back in school... But.. Kerry gave us off... and well.. its just kindergarten and preschool... what are they going to miss.... Even if we did go home.. I'm not sure the girls would be ready for school.. I don't think I have ever seen them like this.. They barely speak to me or Abby.. they only talk to Josip.. not that he talks back... He did wake up... but.. there is brain damage.. more than we were expecting.. he looks at them.. and it almost looks like he tries to smile...
Abby started freaking out.. saying they were going to need therapy because they were traumatized for life.. I think shes exagerating... but they are upset. very upset. And I know it will take time for them to be their old selfs... But we will be there for them.
The doctors said they are going to discharge him at the end of the week.. I asked if they thought that was a good idea.. and they said yeah.. hes been in the hospital for a few weeks.. they have done scans.. there is no sign of anymore bleeding or anyerisms... they said.. he is going to need therapy.. speech and physical... and that he will probably never be the same.. since he is older.. it is going to be harder for him to recuperate.. but.. to still try... He can't live alone.. he'll either need to live in a nursing home.. or have hospice care.. My brother did offer.. but when it comes to medicine.. and taking care of people.. including himself.. hes clueless....
As I'm thinking about all of this.. I sit in his room.. watching Emily show him a few pictures she made him. "See it tata? this is.. me... and this is you... I drawed you hair... all of it.. and no bandage... I'll just put it right here.." She sets it on the small table.. and then kneels on his bed, kissing his cheek. She hops down, and looks at me.. "Daddy?"
"Yeah sweetie?"
"How will tata live at his house?"
"A nurse.. will come live with him.."
"He doesn't want that."
"How do you know?"
"He... he told me."
"..Emily.. you know he can't..."
"His eyes daddy... when you and mommy, and uncle Nate.. and the doctor were talking about him... and what to do.. he can hear you.. he wanted to say no.. I could tell.. by his eyes.. go look at them.."
"Emily.."
"Come on!" She grabs my hand and pulls.. until I stand up.. and walk over to his bed.. I sit down, and Emily climbs onto my lap. "Tata, you don't want a nurse right? right tata? you don't want that.. tell daddy."
"Dad... if you understand me, blink twice." I say slowly.. He looks at me.. and then.. blinks.... not twice but a few times... I think they are just spontanious... but I ask him again.. he.. blinks 2 times.. and then Emily hits me. "See! he can hear still.."
"Do you want a nurse to take care of you? blink once for.. no.. twice for yes." once is harder for him. Emily takes his hand. And his eyes, look down at her small hand, picking his up.. and then he looks at her face.. and then to me. He blinks once... and then stares at me long and hard... She's right.. I can see it in his eyes.. he doesn't want hospice at all...
"Daddy?"
"Yes?"
"Could tata come back to Chicago with us?" I never even thought about that... that could work.. maybe... "you and mommy could take turns.... like one of you works.. and one of you stays with tata.." well, looks like Emily has thought of everything... and this is the most she has said to me in weeks.. I smile.. and kiss her forehead. "I think that is a great idea.. but do you think tata would like that? he loves Croatia."
"But he loves us more.."
"How do you know?"
"His eyes daddy.. he likes that idea." I look at him.. and his eyes do look... happier.. like he is pleading me to take him with us. He opens his mouth.. and makes sounds.. that I guess are supposed to be words.. and then closes his mouth.. "Thats ok tata.." Emily says patting his hand. "So, can he come with us?"
"well.. we will just have to talk to mommy... see what she thinks."
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Post by daniella on Jan 18, 2007 13:21:58 GMT 10
Good work... shame that Tata have problemas now... Dani
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Post by <3 Luby II 2 <3 on Jan 18, 2007 14:35:31 GMT 10
Great update!
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Post by LuBByFaNatiC [ThAiSsa] on Jan 19, 2007 4:53:22 GMT 10
awesome update!!!
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Post by *Natalie* on Jan 19, 2007 6:12:59 GMT 10
Great update It's going to extremely hard to look after 5 kids and tata... natalie x
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Post by erfan228 on Jan 19, 2007 6:20:04 GMT 10
Great update!! Hopefully Tata will go live with them!!!
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Post by kcabrasil on Jan 20, 2007 2:17:36 GMT 10
I really hope that tata get better in chicago.
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Post by hollygirl on Jan 20, 2007 12:17:13 GMT 10
Chapter 83: Home Again
Home again. Thats where we are. For a whole week now. Its been hard. Between work.. the kids.. and my father.. its been a living hell. The girls have been refusing to go to school.. but..They are going on Monday. I don't care what they say. I'm the father.. and I say they are going. As I'm driving home from work.. I'm finding it hard to stay awake.. my eyes are heavy.. and I keep opening them wide.. trying to wake myself up.. I grab my cell, and call home.. talking to Abby will keep me awake...
"Hello?" She says almost in a yell.. over screaming and crying.
"Hey."
"What?!"
"Hey!"
"Whats up Luka?!"
"Nothing! Just.. need you to keep me awake!" everything we say is in a yell.. its certainly keeping me up.
"Where are you?!"
"Driving home!"
"Are you almost here!? I don't know how much longer I can take this!"
"Take what?!"
"The crying! both of them! they won't stop!"
"Turn the vacuum on!"
"What?!"
"The vacuum! turn it on!"
"Why?!"
"They like it!"
"MOM!" I hear Sophie scream.
"Look.. Luka.. I gotta go, hurry home, ok? I need you!"
"Alright.. I'll be there as soon as I can.. theres traffic." She hangs up.. and I turn up the radio... singing.. singing will keep me awake. "Smile like you mean it.. woahhhh... woahhh... smile like you mean it... " David Gray. I like him. Hes good.
I pull into the driveway.. and I don't even want to get out of the car....I continue to sit there until I see Abby sitting on the bench swing... I get out of the car, and the frosty winter air hits me... When I walk up the stairs.. I see her eyes are closed... her feet are curled up under her.. and the swing is rocking back and forth slowly. I sit down next to her, causing it to swing back wards.. she doesn't open her eyes.. but she finds my hand.. and laces her fingers through mine. Her hand is freezing. I pick it up and kiss it.. "Your hands are freezing."
"mhm."
"Your shivering."
"mmhmm." She falls into me, and I wrap my big arms around her.. warming her up.. I press my lips to her forehead.. and lay my cheek on the top of her head.. "I think we should go inside... even your hair is cold." she giggles, and just snuggles closer to me. "If we both fall asleep out here.. we'll freeze to death."
"mhm.."
"mhm? is that all you are going to say?"
"mhm.."
"How was my father today? you can't say mhm, to that one."
"He was fine..." she says into my chest.
"Fine?"
"Yeah.. same as yesterday.. and the day before."
"When do you think we should start physical therapy.. and speech?"
"Soon." I nod.. and then kiss her again.
"Come on, lets go inside.." She groans sleepily.. and shakes her head no. I slide out from under her, and she falls onto the cushion... we both laugh sleepily, and then I slide my arms under her, lifting her up. "You got the boys back to sleep?"
"mhm."
"Vacuum?"
"mhm."
mhm.. its good to be home.
'Smile Like You Mean It' is orignially by The Killers. But David Gray did his own version of it... I thought maybe he sang it first.. but no.. it said.. David Gray cover of "Smile Like You Mean It". Killers song. I liked his version.. because I love him.. but I also LOVE the killers... just thought I would share.. incase you guys got confused when you saw the lyrics.. recognized them.. and then saw David Gray.
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Post by erfan228 on Jan 20, 2007 12:36:43 GMT 10
Poor Abby and Luka! Great update!!!
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