(September 25, 2017 at 3:54 pm)pocaracas Wrote:(September 25, 2017 at 2:20 pm)Cyberman Wrote: I agree. I favour more the Prince Regent's view: sex is like socks. Tons of it about and I never seem to have any. It's my own fault I freely admit. Had I kept my head when it came to it, Sam would be alive and I would never be posting this shit.
What do you mean?... Sam would be alive?
Ok. This is cutting very deep. Sam was experiencing dizzy spells due to the hormone injections she was taking for IVF. On two occasions this brought on her seizures, which we nursed through. We even agreed to see her doctor about it the next day. That last day - Sunday - she had another dizzy spell, which she remarked was a big one. She wanted to go to her mum's house that day, which I was very much against, due to her state of health. So she rang her mum to say she wasn't up to visiting that day. Then I saw the annoyance in her face that she wasn't up to seeing her mum. So I relented and let her go, with my dad driving her there rather than risking public transport. And I never saw her alive again.
I know that if she hadn't gone that day, she would never have been alone when 'it' happened to her. My dad's a trained first aider for fuck's sake. And we could have got the ambulance to her in seconds, if it was to happen at all.
No, I'm the murdering bastard in this scenario. And I have no live with that.
At the age of five, Skagra decided emphatically that God did not exist. This revelation tends to make most people in the universe who have it react in one of two ways - with relief or with despair. Only Skagra responded to it by thinking, 'Wait a second. That means there's a situation vacant.'