I just can’t bring myself to feel sorry for one of my work colleagues. I admit she’s been doing it pretty tough lately. You see her father is a diabetic. I didn’t know this, but when you’re diabetic you have to be careful to keep any open wounds clean as you’re susceptible to infection.
Well of course, this guy cut his toe, and due to a lack of diligence has got himself a nasty little infection. Well actually it’s not that little. Apparently, he has been put on a very, very strong does of antibiotics. It’s now touch and go. If the antibiotics do not clear up the infection, the poor bastard is going to lose his leg from the knee down.
Don’t get me wrong. I really do feel sorry for this guy, and for his daughter. I know that even though it is not me losing my leg, I would be devastated if one of my parents went through that. And my colleague is really quite distressed.
But here’s the sad part. The girl is getting married in October, and when her father told her of the very real possibility that he may lose his leg, what was her response? She abused him for being so selfish. She openly stated to us, that she was pissed off at him. Her first question to him was “Now how are you going to feel when you can’t walk your daughter down the aisle?”
“How am I going to feel when I can’t walk my daughter down the aisle?!?” Ya fuckin what?!? Excuse my fuckin language, but that just pissed me off. Right then and there I would have taken my gangrenous appendage and shoved it fair up her arse. “Now how are you going to feel when your pooh turns green and your anus falls out?”
Man, I understand that this world has become the sort of place where it is important to look out for yourself, but there are just some situations (i.e this one) where the impact on yourself is far outweighed by the impact on others. Ummm…like the guy who will never walk unaided again.
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