Nothing gets a rap dude more emo than his jewelry or his momma. I’m no rap dude, and I don’t own too much jewelry to get sick over, but I am blessed to still have my moms. Homegirl is situated in the ‘A’ right now and even though we are a million miles away we are still connected – psionically umbilical.
Almost two weeks ago I awoke on Sunday and I couldn’t walk. I literally could not get out of my bed. My right hip was in mind-numbing pain. It reminded me of being in a car accident. What the fuck?!? I’m as grown as any grown ass man when it comes to dealing with physical pain, but the onset of this was so sudden and so wrenching that I’m pretty sure I called out to my mom. I needed her to take the pain away with her mom magic. She is in Atlanta though and unfortunately, as much as I have read my X-Men comics, I could not teleport to her. I fell back in the bed and slept the entire day.
Later that evening, after I had reawakened, I did my normal weekend routine: urinate, open the ‘frige door, sit down to my computer and then check my phone. I noticed on my phone that I had missed a call from the lovely Chocolate Snowflake, and my cousin Jennifer from Atlanta had called me twice along with another unrecognizable number with a 770 area code. Two missed calls from Jenni is kind of like the ruh-roh, so I called up cuzzo without even listening to any of the messages beforehand.
DP: Jenn what’s up?
Jenn: Darry did you hear the msg?
DP: No, what happened?
Jenn: Your mom fell and broke her hip!
DP: Damn!
So that was what I was feeling earlier in the morning. I was hurting because my mom was crying out to me. I got the details from Jenni on what had happened. Dukes was making her post-Sunday services Wal-Mart run and fell down in the parking lot. She was stabilized in the hospital, but because of all the pain she was given morphine.
Damn.
You don’t ever want to eff with morphine, even if you eff with morphine. I swear that it’s like being outside of your body and watching the rest of the world pass you by.
I told my cousin that I needed her to make sure that my mother signed nothing without my consent. You need to have a security guard alongside your bed when you are in a fucking hospital. You could be in pain or trauma and one of those staffers or a doctor will hand you a clipboard that says you will donate your eyeballs to them while you’re still alive. Jenni and my mom’s BFF were on the case and they weren’t going to let her get the guinea pig treatment that happens to folks without an advocate.
When I spoke to Dukes the next day, her voice could not belie her misery. My mom is normally a bit anxious and concerned about minutae that isn’t important in the moment. So naturally, even though she’s laid up in the hospital, she’s worried about my younger brother.
Fuck him! Your shit is fucked the fuck up right now!
Of course I didn’t say that to my mom. That’s her baby. My eyes roll, but then we get to the business at hand, which is her surgery. We both agreed upon the replacement of the hip as needed, instead of the less remedial nuts and bolts job. Surgery is some serious shit though party people, especially when you are put under general anesthesia. Thank GOD my mom pulled through the procedure. She is in a rehab clinic now in Smyrna and I am getting my shit together to go see her.
I had planned on getting back to Atlanta in March for her birthday, but this circumstance has pushed the date forward, not unlike the release date for KanYe West’s 808’s & Heartbreak. So I am calling this trip multiple sclerosis and hip break. The theme will be to see if I can give Dukes the spirit and the courage to get back up on her own two. She is telling me that her multiple sclerosis is preventing her from rehabbing effectively. I don’t buy that shit. My mom is pissed that my dad got on the spaceship without her. She has family and friends in Atlanta but she is ultimately alone for the first time in damn near forty years.
Being alone is scary and depressing. Except for me. I’m a loner in my own right. Poor C.S. has to deal with my mood swings and my temper tantrums a lot too. She is a sweetheart of a woman. I hope I don’t lose her, but I lose them all eventually. In the meantime and between time I have to focus on getting my paper up to jump to the ‘A’. Sadly for me this means no sneaker acquisitions for a couple of months. I will need to be in a fucking rehab myself. What I also need is a little help from my friends.
Some of you have been very generous and kind to support this website by clicking the PrA’li button over to the right. I appreciate that from my heart and I kindly need you to touch that button again. I need to drum up the scrilla for a ticket to leave New York City on or around the 12th of February. The prices right now are approximately 2 bills so that should be something that we can all muster. I am not asking you to donate any more that $5 because this economy is fucked the fuck up for all of us. At the end of the day it is PayPal who wins since those bitches will take $.45 from the five spot.
I thank all of you folks for investing in this website with your money and also your time, because time is money. If you could do me another favor and leave me a note in the memo section about which drops you favor on this site and I will make sure that I create a post for you. Please don’t be shy either. Go into the archives and find something that you fux with. I have over 3100 drops here at DP dot com. There has to something that makes you spend your time with me.
Life goes on for us all, my internets family.
And I won’t stop the bodyrock until I am on that spaceship my damn self.
Wishing your mom well and godspeed on her recovery, DP. Donation sent.
Pass on my well wishes to your mom.
I got five on it!! I’m wishing your mom’s a fast recovery. My Auntie just had that surgery and it really depressed her too. Sending lots of love to you and your Mommy, and hoping this doesn’t mean I’m gonna miss you again when I come to the City from 2/8-2/22
I’m trying to see you on a serious level!
DP, if I wasn’t a baby when you probably took that pic, I would have tried to holla. lol, I hope Choc Snow doesn’t want to kick my ass because of that comment.
Seriously, I’m praying for you and your moms. When you get to the A make sure your spirits are high so your mother will have no choice but to feed off your energy.
your story really hit close to home. I was hugged up with my mama last night and she was feeling really low and old for the first time in her life. She’s gone through too many surgeries for a woman her age and i wish that for even a day i could take on some of pain. There’s a lot i can do, but i can’t do that. Get down there to yer mama!
Got You My Nigga
God bless!
Wishing your mom well DP. I understand.
My mom lives with us and I’ve seen her change drastically since last year. She’s retired and lived alone. Diabetic and had surgery on her foot that never really healed and has her in pain just about every other day. She doesn’t like to do much because she can’t walk too long. Doctors can’t do much but we try to uplift her as much as we can.
Best wishes to your mom. Nothing like a mother’s love. Just paid my paypal bill so I got a little something on it for ya too love…
Tiff
^ “hope I don’t lose her, but I lose them all eventually. ”
You need to wipe that thought from yer psyche and keep that there.
Plus, I gots u famalams.
my thoughts are with you dp
Thank you all for your kind words and your generosity. I am so blessed to know you all.
Definitely got a 5 on it…………..I was just about to cop some Guthries for breakfast,but I can hold out. And you know I’ll hold you down when you get out here as well.
You held down. My man got shot in the leg and ended up with nerve damage…but his main complaint was that they put him on morphine. He said he hopes they never give it to him again unless he’s dying.
DP…
I got five on it!
Saying prayers for you and your mom. Just be there for her and tell her you love, appreciate and need her in your life. Now that I’m a mom, being there for my kids motivates me to do all kinds of stuff. I know she lives for you and your brother even though the two of you may not always think about it or acknowledge it.
As for what CJ said….I agree. Chocolate Snowflake loves you. Don’t ever voice any thoughts that she would leave you. Stop inviting that kind of negativity into your head and heart. You are worthy of that kind of love. STOP HATING ON YOURSELF. LOL Claim that ish and keep on making steps to build your future together.
We got you!
DP:
I’ve been lucky enough to spend the last 2 years with my mom after being out the house for most of this decade. I’d be terrified at the prospect of her in another state on the brink of surgery, bro. You got half a dub from me.
Took me a little while to get my paypal account back in order, but was able to send today. I wish your mother the best.
I had a dream two years ago that my mother was diagnosed with breat cancer – I couldn’t get back to sleep until I called her and confirmed that she was still healthy. Really fucked with me though.
Got you DP.
Damn homie, get to ya momma asap. My Granny just got out the Rehab for a Knee replacement and she’s doing ok. I’m not much of a prayer and what not, but my thoughts and positive vibrations are with momma an ’em. My bank account is fucked the fuck up, but I got 4.55 on it. Fukn PP Gangstazz!
I truly enjoy and appreciate what you do here on the site.
Gotta call my momma. Peace and Love Fam
My dude. I like youself has a moms in Atl and i feel you. My moms was in St thomas until a couple of years back when she had some complications with her health and had to drive herself to the hospital on some over the hills and through the fog shit and i said, “fuck that” she is too far. so i pushed hard for her to get to the A. its not right here, but i dont want moms up here in this ish anyway but i FEEEEEEEEL You kid. its hard as they get older to be there and do what you feel is right, but we have to try to find a balance with it. be strong broham. also, maybe cats with moms in the A, need like a phone list or some shit. when moms was in the islands, i used to have my mans passing by to sometimes just take a look to make sure and to let her know someone is watching.
Hey DP:
I sent a few duckets your way today from my other email address.
I hope the fam is doing well….
I haven’t seen my mom since I was 2. So…make sure you get there asap. Wish I could.
I’ll create a paypal this weekend.
Peace & love, big bro.
Thankfully we are still employed and on our grind. My trip to NJ last month was because my mom had had her 4th stroke and was in a nursing/rehab home. I HAD to see with my own two that she was ok and she was. Much prayer and support for you and mom. You being there will be the best motivator for her…The check is in the mail with an additional 45cents for the bastards at pay-pal!
What up Dallas, i hope your moms makes it back on her feet. I moved to Montreal 8 months ago and the only thing i miss about Vancouver is mom dukes. Okay i lied. miss two things, mom dukes and the sticky green. I’m gonna work on getting my PayPal game up while you write a little more about the fucked up politricks in the world we live in.
like when Obi Kenobi could feel the voices of Alderon. The force is strong with DP and Ma Dukes. i tip a glass of wheatgrass to yalls healthiness
I’m just reading this drop all late. I’ll try to bless your movement this weekend or the next.
caught this late. go home, be with moms, and best wishes.
god speed,
chauncey devega
MS is no joke and does make recovery harder. I’m really hoping she’ll pull through with recovery from the surgery…