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Well, as far as I'm still hearing, my grandma comes home from the hospital on Saturday mostly because the doctor can do nothing else. What I found out this morning as that we have to put a hospital bed in her room, now. Mom says it's another...thing we need to deal with (I forget her exact words), but part of it makes me pissed off. And, since I sleep on a futon as it is, and maybe it's not the healthiest way to sleep, I'm giving the futon to my sister and taking grandma's old bed. I have no...anything. I have a head full of wants and needs I can't talk about because I have enough trust issues that prevent me from saying things even to the people I love. I know I can trust people like they trust me in return, but part of me is scared of trusting again. It's hard to explain.

Gah. Work. Later.