Today was a weird day.
It started normal, work and all that...I bought a new TV, which is actually kind of cool, I've had the same old tube TV since the dawn of time.
I blogged about this a couple weeks ago- my ex boyfriend's murderers pleading out to two years in jail somehow; anyway, even though I know I am powerless to do anything I'm really getting more angry about this by the day. In fact, I can honestly say now that I have had the opportunity to let the news sink in, this is more difficult to get over than his actual death.
Well, I also just got off the phone with my mother. Now, she is a breast cancer "survivor." Anyone who has had cancer touch their lives in any way know that survivor label means very little and you spend your time on a figurative edge of your seat- forever. Well, now she is having some symptoms indicating that there may be some spreading, but she has exhausted all of her insurance benefits. So until she can find an insurance company willing to pay for the slew of tests her doctor ordered, she just can't take them. She is so calm, cool and collected about it- she's one strong lady- but now I'm hating the American healthcare system as much as I was hating the American judicial system. And I'm worried as all hell about my mom. The doctor assured us she was likely fine and these tests are precautionary, but still- it's my MOM.
Anyway, that's a whole lot of hating I'm doing, especially for someone like me, who loves everybody and everything and just wants everyone (including myself) to be happy.
I want to move to Sweden.
I caught insomnia, too. Again...
It started normal, work and all that...I bought a new TV, which is actually kind of cool, I've had the same old tube TV since the dawn of time.
I blogged about this a couple weeks ago- my ex boyfriend's murderers pleading out to two years in jail somehow; anyway, even though I know I am powerless to do anything I'm really getting more angry about this by the day. In fact, I can honestly say now that I have had the opportunity to let the news sink in, this is more difficult to get over than his actual death.
Well, I also just got off the phone with my mother. Now, she is a breast cancer "survivor." Anyone who has had cancer touch their lives in any way know that survivor label means very little and you spend your time on a figurative edge of your seat- forever. Well, now she is having some symptoms indicating that there may be some spreading, but she has exhausted all of her insurance benefits. So until she can find an insurance company willing to pay for the slew of tests her doctor ordered, she just can't take them. She is so calm, cool and collected about it- she's one strong lady- but now I'm hating the American healthcare system as much as I was hating the American judicial system. And I'm worried as all hell about my mom. The doctor assured us she was likely fine and these tests are precautionary, but still- it's my MOM.
Anyway, that's a whole lot of hating I'm doing, especially for someone like me, who loves everybody and everything and just wants everyone (including myself) to be happy.
I want to move to Sweden.
I caught insomnia, too. Again...
I'm glad your mom has survived breast cancer, what a horrible thing to have to go through, and i'm sure it's super stressful for the whole family
sending you all my postive energy and love your way!