I guess I can say that this week has been one of the worst weeks that I can remember.
First I find out that I am a Diabetic and that my Dr. thinks I am having trouble with my
Then today I get a phone call from my sons father...my sons Aunt Julia was murdered
by her boyfriend last night...He shot her in the face with a shotgun!!! And he's claiming
it was SELF-DEFENSE!!
My son, Tyler is only 15. He has major issues with my CP and his father is almost a ghost to him anyway...Now he has to deal with this!!
Why does it seem like nothing good is happening? Why can't something like I win the Lottery happen?
Now I am sitting up at 1:13 am and I have to be at the hospital at 7:00 am for a HIDA Scan that is supposed to last 2 hours...and I can't even drink anything until after the test.
I know, I know...I shouldn't whine or feel sorry for myself...I mean, at least I'm alive... It's a great deal better than most people.
I started my Diabetes medicine (Metformin) on Monday night...and it seems like I'm going through withdrawls every night since then. It's almost like it's sucking the methadone out of my body!!! I have been in more pain then I have been in at least a year, I can't sleep, I am sweating, I am aching, my toes are numb on the other foot as well, and I'm miserable!!
I'm supposed to go to the PM Doc on Monday but I called to change it to this week so we can go to Knoxville for the funeral on Saturday... I hope they call me back today and tell me to come on in. I need to know the results of my MRI also...
Thanks for letting me vent...I appreciate it.