Thursday, April 24, 2003
here i am again. my heart is so heavy as i think about serge. i can't believe this happened. i'm really in denial.
we went to see him in surgical intensive care. he has a fractured skull and his brain is swelling. he has bruises all over his skull and cuts all over his body. at least i got to hold his hand. hold it and ian, mimi, and lem talked about all the funny things that serge has done. we love him to pieces.
we know that a bulldozer was the other vehicle. and it was on powell and ridge. he was only like 1 minute away from home. ONE MINUTE.
all of a sudden my world is torn to pieces. i can barely hear my heart beating, but i can hear my breathing. i'm basically hysterical.
i just want to hear his voice. i just wanna be able to poke him and hug him. i just wanna smell hugo boss on him. i want to play with his hair. i want to be able to walk with him and talk to him. i want to be with him while he's in pain.
his poor mom, she was crying like crazy. she never stopped since yesterday.
i was so right about when he got into an accident, about right after i got off the phone with him. around 3:13 or something like that. then the accident happened. no matter... no matter... omg... i don't know if i'll be able to sleep tonight.
well i'm going to go and cry like crazy. call the cell if you'd like.
~Joanna~
we went to see him in surgical intensive care. he has a fractured skull and his brain is swelling. he has bruises all over his skull and cuts all over his body. at least i got to hold his hand. hold it and ian, mimi, and lem talked about all the funny things that serge has done. we love him to pieces.
we know that a bulldozer was the other vehicle. and it was on powell and ridge. he was only like 1 minute away from home. ONE MINUTE.
all of a sudden my world is torn to pieces. i can barely hear my heart beating, but i can hear my breathing. i'm basically hysterical.
i just want to hear his voice. i just wanna be able to poke him and hug him. i just wanna smell hugo boss on him. i want to play with his hair. i want to be able to walk with him and talk to him. i want to be with him while he's in pain.
his poor mom, she was crying like crazy. she never stopped since yesterday.
i was so right about when he got into an accident, about right after i got off the phone with him. around 3:13 or something like that. then the accident happened. no matter... no matter... omg... i don't know if i'll be able to sleep tonight.
well i'm going to go and cry like crazy. call the cell if you'd like.
~Joanna~
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