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Tonight is going to be a very, very long one.
I don't share much personal info with you chaps because it makes me uncomfortable.
However.
Tomorrow (in 5 mins) will be Dec 13th.
Exactly one year ago today that my girlfriend's dad died.
And it sucks.
She didn't want me over there tonight, wanted to be by herself and I have to respect that.
So I did my gig in Camden (she didn't come to this one) and then phoned her on the way home. She sounded ok, bit sad.
And then 20 mins ago she phoned in floods of tears, still doesn't want company though and it's breaking my heart.
Her family are all in New Zealand, she came over 4 years ago to make a go of things so it's especially hard for her being alone here.
I mean, I know she has me and her mates, but family-wise they are all 12,000 miles away.
He was 52 yrs old and died instantly of a heart-attack whilst out walking with a mate.
I was in London recording an EP with Parker.
That evening, 12th Dec 1990, my girlfriend had her work Xmas do so she went to that and stayed in a hotel nr Reading for the night.
I went out with my boys to celebrate the end of recording the main parts and went back to hers to sleep.
I was woken at 7am by the phone ringing Weds morning.
I thought it was her, but it was her sister ringing from NZ to tell me that her dad had died.
My girlfriend was fast asleep in a hotel 30+ miles away.
I had to drive over there and tell her.
I can't describe what it's like to have to tell your partner that their dad has just died.
She fell to pieces, as expected.
Work sorted out a flight for her that day and she left to go home 5hrs after me telling her.
I had to put her on a plane, in tears to face a 27hr flight alone after just finding out about her dad.
I never want to feel like that again, seeing the person I love walking through a departure gate alone holding onto a flight attendant.
The flight cost £2,200 and there was no way I could afford to go as well.
I drove back to her flat to sort out someone to look after the cats and take care of the place on the days I couldn't be there.
Just me, in the middle of her flat knowing that she was on a plane surrounded by strangers on her way home to meet her family.
She spent Xmas back in New Zealand that year and came back mid-January.
I went with my boys to watch them do their duo work for New Years Eve 2000, but I left at 11:30 to get home so she could call me at Midnight.
It was so hard seeing 2001 in with my beautiful angel in tears 12,000 miles away on a phone.
I wanted to be there, to hold her and tell her that it would be ok despite how she felt right there and then.
But what do you say? "There there"? Nothing sounds honest enough, all you can do is say sorry over and over and promise to pick her up from the airport.
This year has been hard for her, and tonight especially.
It is now Dec 13th 2001. 12 months to the day that her father passed away.
She has phoned twice already, I have my mobile beside me so she can ring.
Tomorrow night is my work Xmas party, but I will leave in a second if she phones me and says come over.
Life sucks sometimes, honest and decent people are taken from you in a second whilst all around the world there are people that wish nothing but harm on others, still alive.
I don't believe in God, but if I did I would be screaming at him right now for making her feel like this.
I'm going to be awake for most of this night, excuse me if I don't post too much though, it's a time of quiet reflection and remembering someone.
She misses you Vic, and wants you to know that you were a good father to your kids and you did a good job.
I promise to look after your daughter and will let no harm come to her as long as I am alive.
In memory:
Vic Kay 1948-1990
I don't share much personal info with you chaps because it makes me uncomfortable.
However.
Tomorrow (in 5 mins) will be Dec 13th.
Exactly one year ago today that my girlfriend's dad died.
And it sucks.
She didn't want me over there tonight, wanted to be by herself and I have to respect that.
So I did my gig in Camden (she didn't come to this one) and then phoned her on the way home. She sounded ok, bit sad.
And then 20 mins ago she phoned in floods of tears, still doesn't want company though and it's breaking my heart.
Her family are all in New Zealand, she came over 4 years ago to make a go of things so it's especially hard for her being alone here.
I mean, I know she has me and her mates, but family-wise they are all 12,000 miles away.
He was 52 yrs old and died instantly of a heart-attack whilst out walking with a mate.
I was in London recording an EP with Parker.
That evening, 12th Dec 1990, my girlfriend had her work Xmas do so she went to that and stayed in a hotel nr Reading for the night.
I went out with my boys to celebrate the end of recording the main parts and went back to hers to sleep.
I was woken at 7am by the phone ringing Weds morning.
I thought it was her, but it was her sister ringing from NZ to tell me that her dad had died.
My girlfriend was fast asleep in a hotel 30+ miles away.
I had to drive over there and tell her.
I can't describe what it's like to have to tell your partner that their dad has just died.
She fell to pieces, as expected.
Work sorted out a flight for her that day and she left to go home 5hrs after me telling her.
I had to put her on a plane, in tears to face a 27hr flight alone after just finding out about her dad.
I never want to feel like that again, seeing the person I love walking through a departure gate alone holding onto a flight attendant.
The flight cost £2,200 and there was no way I could afford to go as well.
I drove back to her flat to sort out someone to look after the cats and take care of the place on the days I couldn't be there.
Just me, in the middle of her flat knowing that she was on a plane surrounded by strangers on her way home to meet her family.
She spent Xmas back in New Zealand that year and came back mid-January.
I went with my boys to watch them do their duo work for New Years Eve 2000, but I left at 11:30 to get home so she could call me at Midnight.
It was so hard seeing 2001 in with my beautiful angel in tears 12,000 miles away on a phone.
I wanted to be there, to hold her and tell her that it would be ok despite how she felt right there and then.
But what do you say? "There there"? Nothing sounds honest enough, all you can do is say sorry over and over and promise to pick her up from the airport.
This year has been hard for her, and tonight especially.
It is now Dec 13th 2001. 12 months to the day that her father passed away.
She has phoned twice already, I have my mobile beside me so she can ring.
Tomorrow night is my work Xmas party, but I will leave in a second if she phones me and says come over.
Life sucks sometimes, honest and decent people are taken from you in a second whilst all around the world there are people that wish nothing but harm on others, still alive.
I don't believe in God, but if I did I would be screaming at him right now for making her feel like this.
I'm going to be awake for most of this night, excuse me if I don't post too much though, it's a time of quiet reflection and remembering someone.
She misses you Vic, and wants you to know that you were a good father to your kids and you did a good job.
I promise to look after your daughter and will let no harm come to her as long as I am alive.
In memory:
Vic Kay 1948-1990
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misterhappy wrote:
> no offence intended to you personally, it's just the thread could have turned
> into a Babbel discussion forum. My post was a preemptive strike.
No problem. There isn't anything more to say about Babbel anyway.
> no offence intended to you personally, it's just the thread could have turned
> into a Babbel discussion forum. My post was a preemptive strike.
No problem. There isn't anything more to say about Babbel anyway.
no offence intended to you personally, it's just the thread could have turned into a Babbel discussion forum. My post was a preemptive strike.
misterhappy wrote:
> you shouldn't 'hijack' this thread to talk about Babbel.. No offence intended
> but I think it's slightly disrespectful to Goatboy's original post.
I wasn't. I was just clearing up any questions that were raised. I have the deepest sympathy for Goatboy's problem.
> you shouldn't 'hijack' this thread to talk about Babbel.. No offence intended
> but I think it's slightly disrespectful to Goatboy's original post.
I wasn't. I was just clearing up any questions that were raised. I have the deepest sympathy for Goatboy's problem.
you shouldn't 'hijack' this thread to talk about Babbel.. No offence intended but I think it's slightly disrespectful to Goatboy's original post.
RastaBillySkank wrote:
Is that what he has? Didn't realise!
He luckily doesn't have the more severe strain but he is still out for most of the season.
Is that what he has? Didn't realise!
He luckily doesn't have the more severe strain but he is still out for most of the season.
Grandprix wrote:
It is spelt
> Guillan-Barre.
Yeah that's it.
Markus Babbel has this.
Crap! Is that what he has? Didn't realise!
It is spelt
> Guillan-Barre.
Yeah that's it.
Markus Babbel has this.
Crap! Is that what he has? Didn't realise!
RastaBillySkank wrote:
The
> year before, he'd suffered from Guilleine Barrie Syndrome (Not sure if that's
> spelt right) It's a very rare condisition,. not quite sure what it does to you
> though.
It is spelt Guillan-Barre. Markus Babbel has this.
An explanation of what it is:
An inflammation of the nerve routes along the spinal cord and the consequence is a palsy of the legs and arms. The worst cases have severe weakness also of the respiratory muscles and require ventilatory support and so on.
The
> year before, he'd suffered from Guilleine Barrie Syndrome (Not sure if that's
> spelt right) It's a very rare condisition,. not quite sure what it does to you
> though.
It is spelt Guillan-Barre. Markus Babbel has this.
An explanation of what it is:
An inflammation of the nerve routes along the spinal cord and the consequence is a palsy of the legs and arms. The worst cases have severe weakness also of the respiratory muscles and require ventilatory support and so on.
I expect you're sick of hearing this Goatboy, but I'm sorry to hear this.
Personally, I've never been through something like this. My Grandad died last year but I didn't know him all that well to be honest. But it still hurt.
May God bless your gf's father Goatboy, and even though I won't be of much help, we're always here to talk to you.
Personally, I've never been through something like this. My Grandad died last year but I didn't know him all that well to be honest. But it still hurt.
May God bless your gf's father Goatboy, and even though I won't be of much help, we're always here to talk to you.
Im sorry to hear about that Goaty. Must be terrible to deal with.
I also went through a similar experience a few years ago. I have been going out with my girlfriend for about 2 and a half years and about a week into our relationship her papa died. I had never met him but he sounded like a great man. It devistated my girlfriend and her family and trying to get her through it was one of the hardest things I have ever had to deal with.
I hope everything goes as best as it can for you, sounds like you are doing everything you can and more and she is lucky to have someone like you. Best wishes to you both.
I also went through a similar experience a few years ago. I have been going out with my girlfriend for about 2 and a half years and about a week into our relationship her papa died. I had never met him but he sounded like a great man. It devistated my girlfriend and her family and trying to get her through it was one of the hardest things I have ever had to deal with.
I hope everything goes as best as it can for you, sounds like you are doing everything you can and more and she is lucky to have someone like you. Best wishes to you both.
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