Ya, Bioshock giveaway! If you don't want to read the whys of its existence because you're having a great day and you don't want to read the rambles of some nervous chick going through a hard time, then just stop reading here. I won't hold it against ya.

Every day is filled with potential opportunities for new experiences and emotional growth. For example, I didn't expect to be driving my mother to the emergency room at 5am while she screamed and sobbed and puked from the pain. I've never had to be the adult in an emergency situation before. What a great friggin experience, right?

....passive-aggressive sarcasm aside, yeah, I'm a little stressed out at the moment. Last time we rushed someone to this hospital building because of screaming and sobbing and puking from the pain, it was my dad. And they misdiagnosed him, they said he had something really simple and treatable and then lo and behold it was friggin cancer. Which he died from a year later. And like, I should know better. The chances of that happening once in a person's lifetime are slim, and the chances of it happening twice are even slimmer. And the hospital has been completely redone; new emergency room, new staff, even a new company owning it (and they are doing a much more impressive job today than they have in recent memory of the last few years). And her best friend is a doctor's wife, and she came over and was like "oh yeah, the thing they diagonised your mom with matches exactly with how quickly it came on and how she's reacting to it, so it most likely isnt a misdiagnosis." But there's still that instinct of, "oh no, its happening all over again."

BUT...I do have a good support network of friends going on at the moment. Lots of people ready to chip in and help me out, so I don't feel like I'm facing this alone (dad's situation happened in high school, I was kinda the friendless loser in high school, so yeah do the math). One of them is a nurse that works there, so thats a huge blessing. And since I did get through this morning with minimal tears, I'm just kinda like "ok, you are the adult now. You got through this morning, you can get through however long this will take." And finally, mom's lucid enough to recognize that I'm stressed and sympathsize (a minor worry I had, that she'd see me crying and not know why and freak out and things would just snowball). Even said that it was stressful enough to have to rush someone to the hospital at her age, she couldn't imagine what someone my age was feeling. So yep. Even though my instincts are all saying, "it's exactly the same," I'm slowly realizing that it's not the same.

"BUT SCI," you may be wondering, "WHAT DOES THIS HAVE TO DO WITH BIOSHOCK???" Well first off, please do not yell so loudly. Second of all, I'm just wanting to keep my spirits up by being nice and giving out presents and stuff. And I've noticed that, ever since coming to this website, giving stuff away really helps me with stressful situations. And people get two of the greatest landmarks in gaming history + bioshock 2, so its a win-win situation! :D

If you read all this, thank you, sorry it was so rambly, and whoever wins I hope you enjoy the games.

EDIT: first of all, thank you all for your words of support and various gifs and pictures. They really do help a lot, and it's a blessing. And for a spot of good news, the hospital says that they'll probably be releasing my mom tomorrow! Basically, she has this thing called diverticulitis, which is one of the grossest things I've ever heard about (food gets stuck in a pocket in the intestines and then inflammation happens). But once she's had a few antibiotics, she'll be well enough to go home. I don't know if this means she'll be completely better yet, though. I personally doubt it, I'm pretty sure she'll still be on bed rest for awhile considering how much pain she's still in. But still, yeah, the worries of "its going to be a misdiagnosis again" have all but faded. Now its just the feelings of "my mommy is hurting, what do," which are feelings that I'm sure are normal and expected in these situations.

So yep. I feel a little stupid, freaking out about it so much. But, then again, it's the first time I've ever rushed someone to the hospital, and so yeah I guess its expected to have some anxiety. Nonetheless, thank you all for your kindness!