What Is On Your Mind?

its halfway through the school year, the holidays are coming up, winter slows down everything lol

 

My dog just ate my charger.

 

dafuq dog, why xD

 

For my part, I'm not a big talker, plus I've been physically recovering from working about 35 hours between Friday and Sunday.

 

My roommate just wrote a paper on emotional machines. He is under the idea that we may never create true sentience. I believe we may and one day humans and robots might become indistinguishable.

 

lol...

dark souls is still more fun

 

and hopefully they find a way to overcome the uncanny valley effect. I really didn't find beowulf or the polar express that creepy.


EDIT: what is the brain but a biological computer that takes in, stores, categorizes, and interprets data. every time you're in a social situation your brain has to process a fuck ton of information to carry on a conversation and to interpret other people's tones. so in the long run it's very possible that we could create sentient machines but there would still be limits like the assimov laws and others, no one would want a robot that could feel threatened and kill someone or a robot that could do better and be more successful than humans

 

And here I am again. Discussing with my Marines friend about why my boyfriend is being retarded xD

 

I hate having 'phone watch' in work on Fridays. It's usually SO GOD DAMN BORING and you can't even hide from your boss to play a games or browse Internet on mobile because you have to sit by the phone like a guard dog :S

 

My maternal grandmother died on Tuesday. Her funeral was today. Her husband was also in the process of dying actually. They both had terminal stage 4 lung cancer. He died today, after her funeral. If that's as morbid as you care to get, read no further.

Today, the hospital in their hometown allowed us to conduct the funeral in the building so that my grandfather could attend. His entire family was there, friends, cousins, his late wife's family, all kinds of people. We lined a long hall, both sides, end to end, as he was wheeled down to the far room on his gurney. It was about as perfect a gathering of loved ones as I could imagine. People who hadn't seen him yet were suddenly crying, hearing him struggling to breathe. We all filed into the room, and began a catholic service. His breathing was terrible, so the nurses only gave him a few minutes. It was enough time for him to see her one last time, and see who had come for her. A nephew of his that had cut contact with the family was there. A son of his who had been unwilling to come just hours before was there after all. He was wheeled back out and the tears were still flowing. People found it harder seeing him dying than they did seeing her already at peace.

She was buried at 2:30. Around 6PM my boyfriend and I joined my Mom and Aunt (his daughters) at the hospital to see him. We spent about an hour with him, listening to his struggle to breathe, getting a fright every time his breathing suddenly stopped for 15 seconds. He was on a lot of morphine and had been sleeping for hours. At 7:22 he suddenly stopped breathing, And the death rattle that had been his only sign of life for hours stopped at last.

It was as if he held on just long enough to know that she was at rest. He saw her off properly, and passed away in his sleep, about 60 hours after his wife. It was the first time I've ever seen somebody die. Despite my tears, it was a moment of relief. He was kind and quiet and never complained about a thing. When asked how he felt this morning he whispered "I don't know."

On the way home, I asked my boyfriend how he was doing, and suddenly his autopilot shut off and he had a breakdown in the middle of the road, while he was driving. I drove us home as we talked about the nature of death, and we cleared our heads. Tomorrow I am calling into work for an additional two days and staying with my family right through Canadian Thanksgiving. He'll be buried right next to his wife as soon as legally possible.

 

I'm sorry for your loss. I wish I could give you a big bear hug right now but this is the best i can do. *Hugs*

 

Seeing and hearing from friends again would be really nice. I've been quiet the last few days and really missed the forums, only had time to write the occasional bit for my RPs here and there. ><

 

@Exeter *Hugs* My sympathies

 

I'm usually always here, even if I'm not home. If you ever need anything, don't be afraid to message me here or on skype. I always have my phone on me.

 

I'm sorry to hear that happened. Cancer is never a pleasant way to go, and I'm sorry they had to go through it. However, I'm glad they didn't have to live long without each other, and that your grandfather got to see your grandmother off. Whatever lies on the other side of death, I sincerely hope they're at peace together.

 

Being an atheist myself, I tend to believe that this was it. I still believe that oblivion is better than what they went through in their last hours. She spent all night waking up and looking for the rosaries and icons she had. He spent all night waking up and calling my mom, asking why he was alone. She had come to sleep for a few hours after days of going without. She stayed with him as much as humanly possible, and after tonight, it'll be strange that she won't be running off to the hospital every few hours or running to their house to take care of them every day.

 

The forum has gotten a little dull for me, so I don't post as often. Maybe everyone feels the same?

 

You have my sincere condolences @Exeter . If you ever are in need of omeone to talk to, you have my Skype as well. I'm sorry.

 

*looks around........Listens to the crickets chirp*

Wow, it is pretty quite.
*Silently munches on pinion seeds*

 

I've only had two experiences so far personally. One was when I was a kid...Grandfather had cancer of his own. I was too young at the time to really understand...but my father brought me in to his deathbed. I couldn't have been more than 8 at the time...and his eyes were open. I'll never forget that look.

The second...isn't too far off from yours. My uncle of sorts had brain problems, and was slowly dying. He died in his home; but it was eerie. Me and my father/sister were living there as caretakers before and after the fact (while he was at the hospital and until the house was sold), and...I just sort of sensed something wrong, looked over and noticed he wasn't breathing. This was when I was 13-14.

*hugs* I know how unpleasant this all is.....I wish you the best during these times.