I suck for not blogging in over a month. I'm sorry for not being around to talk to you guys and everything. A lot has been going on. . . .
My dad was in a plane crash in early December. It was actually a day like today, rainy and cold. He was flying the plane from Millington Airport to Charles Baker Airport, which isn't far at all. He lands at Millington more often because fuel is cheaper there. Well, he was taking off and at about 900 feet, the right engine went out. He radioed ATC and announced an emergency landing. They directed him to land on Highway 51, but he refused knowing he could still put people endanger even though police would secure the area. He turned around and just told ATC that he was going to land at Millington. He finally found the runway through all the fog. As he was landing, he slid off the runway hitting two very large fences, along with damaging the nose of the plane. The wings were to heavy to endure the crash so the left wing's fuel tank broke off spilling fuel everywhere. The right propeller actually jammed into the side of the plane into the seat right behind my dad's seat. The seat was tore to shreds. Thank God firemen were on the scene right away to put foam on the left engine that wouldn't shut off, otherwise everything would have caught on fire. It's a miracle that it didn't and it's a miracle that my father is alive. He's not doing so great, either. He was some cracked vertebrae and many pulled muscles. It actually be more than that because he hasn't gotten better even with physical therapy and everything.
On top of all of that, my mom was scheduled to have surgery (cosmetic) just a few days shortly after that. So my sister and I have been taking care of our two parents who have been lying in bed. My mom has recovered quite well, though.
I'm not sure what I'm going to do when my sister leaves. My dad has been in the WORST mood ever since the crash. He's constantly hurting. My mom is, too, at times. It's difficult, though. He always comes into the house and starts complaining at my sister and me because "we haven't done anything." I don't mind helping around the house, especially when my mom needs help, but he gives me ZERO credit. He never notices when I do something. Who put up all the Christmas decorations? ME with a little help from mom. Who had to take them down? ME and my sister. I still haven't taken the lights down outside. I don't care anymore! I'm to the point to where I'm just bitter as I can be.
Emotionally, I haven't been very stable lately. I'm not sure why.
I'm very sick of this place. I really need to get out of here.
Thank God I have my Nintendo DS.
