*sighs*
It's late. I'm tired. I'm blogging :p

Today has been... eventful, I guess you can say.

First, I visited my nephew who is currently in the hospital. He went in on Sunday and may be there until Friday, which is horrible, seeing as how he's only 5 and misses his home so much that he cries every night when he has too stay.
He's suffering from Periorbital Ocular Cellulitis.

Periorbital cellulitis is an inflammation and infection of the eyelid and the skin surrounding the eye. Orbital cellulitis affects the eye socket (orbit) as well as the skin closest to it.

Inside the eyelid is a septum. The septum divides the eyelid into outer and inner areas. This orbital septum helps prevent the spread of infection to the eye socket. Periorbital and orbital cellulitis are more common in children than in adults. Periorbital cellulitis, which accounts for 85-90% of all ocular cellulitis, usually occurs in children under the age of five. Responsible for the remaining 10-15% of these infections, orbital cellulitis is most common in children over the age of five.

These conditions usually begin with swelling or inflammation of one eye. Infection spreads rapidly and can cause serious problems that affect the eye or the whole body.

My poor nephew : (

He was suffering from a 103 fever, vomiting, and a headache, which we know was incredibly bad if he actually took the time to tell us.
He's always so chipper and happy, but he's just been absolutely miserable. He cries a lot, which just proves how bad it hurts, because he never cries. And not only that, he's scared.

He saw his IV, and started freaking out. So I sat on his bed and talked to him, acknowledging that it was a scary thing, but that he wouldn't have it forever, so he didn't have to worry because it would be coming out soon.

The pain was so intense, that he actually woke up Sunday night screaming that he couldn't see out of that eye and that he didn't want it to explode.
His eye actually looks like someone bitch smacked him with a board.

He kept saying today "I don't want to spend the night. I want to go home. I want to get healthy so I can go home. I want my eye to get better."
He said all of this while crying, which we think is a combination of the pain killers, being tired, and not wanting to be at the hospital anymore because none of his stuff is there, and he's getting bored.

But on a good note, he was up and walking around for a little bit today. Granted, he was kind of sad looking with his gown on and IV rack trailing behind him, but he was walking.

And theeeeeeeen... someone went for a walk on my roof.

It was about 1:30-2:00am when my neighbor's dogs started barking. Right after that, one of my dogs (Lucy) woke up and started freaking out.
That's when we heard some crunching in my backyard.
In our bathroom, we have a HUGE bay window that pokes out into the backyard. Underneath that window is our basement door.
They tried to go into our basement, which won't open because the window hangs too low, climbed onto the window, and jumped up onto our roof.
At first we just heard thumping, and we thought they were still in the backyard.
My mom was standing by the back door, my sister by the bathroom, and I was at the kitchen sink, by the window which faces the side of the house.
And that's when I heard the creaking coming from above.

My mom and sister didn't hear it, but they became quiet when I looked up at the ceiling and said:
"He's on the roof."
Mom responded with:
"No he's not."
-creak, creak, rapid thumping-
"Oh, nevermind."
We were actually able to look at the ceiling and track where the person was walking.
He was walking from the west side of the house to the east, where I was standing.
At one point he was actually standing above me.
That's when my other neighbor's dog started going ape shit.
We're pretty sure he jumped from the roof, to the pergola above the drive way, to our garage, into our neighbor's backyard, and over the wall to the other side.
So we huddled onto our front porch (it's screened in) and talked to one of our neighbors who was watching our house.
He and his wife had heard someone at the side of their house, and when he went outside to go and see, he saw something black moving on our roof.

So I ran inside and grabbed the phone, then ran back outside and handed it to my mom who called the police.
About 10 minutes later, two police cruisers pulled up to the curb at the end of the block and the drivers walked to our house.
One was tall and young, named Moore (we'll call him Officer Stud Muffin). One was shorter, and slightly older, maybe in his 30s (We'll call him Officer Blue Eyes).
They walked into our house and went into the backyard, and found nothing. They said that they would cruise the area looking for someone walking, and they know that we weren't making it up because they talked to the neighbor who saw the person on our roof.

Right now, as I sit here typing this, I'm realizing that I was kinda flirting with Officer Stud Muffin, and he stared at my chest quite a bit and smiled at me a lot (I'm wearing a camisole [picture link]), while the other one just stared at me
>.>
<.<
He kept looking at me and making eye contact... No Mr. Officer Blue Eyes Sir, I'm not on anything.
So nyah.
Go meet your quota somewhere else.

Normally, I would be asleep right now, but HELL NO I am not going to sleep until the sun is up, thank you very much.
I mean, I know that whoever was up there isn't coming back. Chances are, they were high and won't even remember doing this. I also highly doubt this is going to happen again anytime soon.

But I can't help but feel uneasy as I go to the back of the house, it feels like they could still be there, even though I know they're not. I think it's because they invaded my space, intruded my comfy little cloud of security, and dammit, that's just not right.
According to Officer Stud Muffin and Officer Blue Eyes, we should be alright for tonight.

Buuuut... I'm staying up anyways.
Probably because of what Simon said:
"He was just there to rape you"
Gee, thanks Simon -.-

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