Less than 4 months after CHP died, SuperBETCH (CHP's widow) is now in the hospital receiving dialysis for four hours daily. She has not made urine in over a week. How did she get this way? Well, I don't think she really took care of herself. We are not even talking about the hole in her intestines for which she had surgery and the skin cancer that is eating away on her right shoulder with her rotting flesh exposing veins, cartilage, bones, etc.
Uff Da! So much has happened this past week. None of which is pretty.
SuperBETCH is a mess. I blame SuperBETCH Jr. for a lot of it as she knew her mom was lying on her couch at her home in her own feces and urine for at least 36 hours. At that point SuperBETCH Jr. called her brother, Nice Guy, to come over because mom was not quite right (gee, being on the couch covered in her own urine and feces did not tip her off???????). SuperBETCH Jr. was reluctant to call 911 for her own mother. NiceGuy, upon entering the house and observing his mother unconscious on couch soaked in her own excrement, jumped in and called 911 immediately despite his sister's claims that it was unnecessary to do so.
Here is where it is at as of November 23, 2025, at 11:04 PM.
SuperBETCH is in the hospital and she will be there for an undetermined amount of time. She can't walk. She can't take herself to the toilet. She can't sit up by herself. She is on dialysis for 4 hours per day. Her kidneys are failing. She sleeps most of the time. She thinks that Benjamin Franklin is standing in the corner of her hospital room and that her late husband, CHP, has been there visiting with her.
Hey....I'm not judging any of that.
Even if SuperBETCH gets out of the hospital, she will need to go to a rehabilitation facility full time as NiceGuy can't take care of her 24/7. Neither can his sister SuperBETCH Jr.
Which leads us to Thanksgiving this coming Thursday. Before it was known how ill SuperBETCH was there was drama between NiceGuy and his sister SuperBETCH Jr. NiceGuy wants NOTHING to do with his sister. SuperBETCH Jr. was chastising NiceGuy and his wife because they had plans to come to our house for Thanksgiving dinner. The "guilt" was that that this was the first Thanksgiving without CHP and that the CHP/SuperBETCH immediate family should all be together for the holiday.
Here's the real story. SuperBETCH Jr. could not handle the thought of having to HOST and cook for her OWN ADULT KIDS and their significant others at her OWN HOUSE on a holiday. Nice Guy ALWAYS cooked for them all in the past and hosted at their house. SuperBETCH Jr. has NEVER hosted a holiday at her house let alone cook for anybody. She has always inserted herself with her brother (NiceGuy) and their parents as they always hosted and did all the work. All she had to do was show up with her tribe along with a bottle of wine and a pie she picked up at Whole Foods. How easy is THAT?
This is where I get thrown under the bus from SuperBETCH Jr.
All of a sudden my husband and I are getting blamed for cooking Thanksgiving dinner and not inviting SuperBETCH Jr.'s entire tribe over.
We have never hosted them for Thanksgiving. We have hosted them all for Christmas. We have NEVER been invited over to SuperBETCH Jr.'s house for anything. Nothing. Ever. Now we are the bad people because we are just doing our own thing (as always)?
Why am I obligated to invite people to my home who want nothing to do with me because they don't want to deal with the work of cooking a meal for their own immediate family...and then they also expect me to clean up after them? Nope. I'm not their kitchen bitch.
Sure, SuperBETCH Jr. can go to Whole Foods and order the overpriced a la carte Thanksgiving dinner. Still, it comes cold and you will still need to figure out your oven and stove space to warm it up enough to serve.
Wait. The meal comes cold.
Justice served.
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