Thank you everyone for your kind, supportive words. They truly mean so very much to me.

From the Buffalo News Obituary:
TUROWSKI - Walt Suddenly and unexpectedly in Hamilton, Ontario, Canada, September 29, 2014 in his 56th year, beloved husband of Lee; dear son-in-law of John and Judy Erridge of Hamilton. Walt was an employee with R.G.I.S. A Memorial Service will be held from the Chapel of Perna, Dengler, Roberts Funeral Home, 1671 Maple Rd., Williamsville, NY, on Saturday at 1 PM. Cremation has taken place.



The Dignity Memorial page:


After the memorial, there will be a reception at the Grapevine (as set up by the funeral home) on Niagara Falls Blvd.

show up to both or just one....

dear friends,

i know i haven't published here for a while. and the things i have published last were sad.

before i go any further, i want to fist thank (e:Heidi) and (e:Terry) for even considering (e:Uncutsaniflush) for a position at Allen Street Consulting. it was a source of pride and honour for him.

today, Monday September 29, 2014 my sweet, innocent, socially awkward, analytical, super intelligent husband died.

my heart is completely shattered. i am not sure how to live a life without him.

thank you for sharing your life with me (e:uncutsaniflush). i miss you

It's been too long since i posted anything. I come by and read regularly, but i don't post much.

Life has been stressful and sad and no one wants to be dragged down....

This winter was long and challenging and it appears as though the spring and summer might be tough too.

My father is very ill. Several times this weekend we thought we might have to have the "should we pull the plug?" conversation. But, he fought through this most recent crisis.

Everyone, no matter how young or old, please write yourself a living will so your loved ones know, without the shadow of a doubt, what you want during the unpredictable events life can throw at you. Please?!?

I am thankful for the flexibility of my job. That my current co-workers are kind and understanding.

I am thankful for how much my father's illness has pulled the family together. People that used to not speak have mended fences with the emotional nature of what's going on and the realization of how fragile life is.

In particular, i think my nephew Luke is a spectacular young man. His spirit never fails to impress and amaze me.

I am thankful for the incredible staff at Hamilton's Juravinski Cancer Center and Hospital. His surgeon, Dr Kelly, has a superb bedside manner. The ICU nurse, Tanya was so upbeat, patient and direct with compassion that i am in awe.

I also feel far more educated about seemingly harmless medical issues now. Did anyone know that strep can cause necrotizing fasciitis? I found out it can. (oh, and it's no fair if you answer, (e:Jenks), we know you're a doctor!!!)

My father's chemo reduced his immune system to the point that strep no one knew he had led to flesh eating disease in his lower colon, rectum and bladder.

The first emergency surgery went as well as it could. We wait for him to be stable before the next one.

Then, figure out what to do about the pesky cancer.

I now have a bag pre-packed for emergency. No more turning the underwear around to wear inside out in the hospital bathroom for me! So ha!

And it was THE wedding to be at! Proud to say i was there when it finally happened. :o)

My phone took a crap, but i do have a couple of snaps i am able share.


Post ceremony smiles


And for (e:Paul), my plate of food.

Many congratulations, (e:Paul) and (e:Terry)!

tattoo artist said i earned my "big girl pants" sitting through last 15 minutes... not that the first 3 hours was easy...

From (e:uncutsaniflush)'s phone, here is the least cling film glare pic we could manage.



Going back for the colour in December....

Well seems that any happiness I may have had about my job is short lived. While at a coworkers retirement party I got a call saying that the position I was given is being taken from me as is my vacation and I am to report to some shithole that can't keep staff way the fuck out in batavia.

Recently I have been fighting for my rights to gain a permanent spot for myself at work. I was displaced because I was assaulted at my last site.

I found out that my persistence has paid off. I was awarded a placement at a house that's got a good reputation stable staffing and a reasonable director.

I was thrilled. I excitedly published on facebook and told my co-workers.

The backlash is awful. People have been downright nasty to me.

The vibe at this house has gone from pleasant and welcoming to cold and resentful.

I feel hurt. I don't understand why people are unable to be happy for me.