They just keep right on rolling along, don't they? The days of the week I mean, particularly Friday's. I blink - it's Monday, blink again, there is Friday staring me right in the face, one more time. I must say that it beats the alternative all to hell, but occasionally, I would like to see time slow down. I know that's not going to happen, but I often wish it would.
So, what's happening here, in my world? More doctors, more worries, more pain, more concern. New issues seem to be cropping up lately, none of them good. My spine has moved. Seriously -- it's almost three inches to the right, no where near the middle. No, I do not have scoliosis, I never have. I have always had a perfectly straight spine, right up the middle of my back, right where it belongs. The current condition of it is baffling my doctors, as usual, because nothing I have to deal with medically is normal. So, I have more tests and ex-rays and bullshit coming up on the 20th. To say I am sick of this crap is hardly descriptive enough. I am nearing a meltdown. Every effing time I see a doc, there is a new problem, Every time. This new spine issue leaves me wondering so many things, but mostly I want to know, how in the hell can that happen? Doesn't something have to be broken or some damned thing for that to happen? Gah. Blenheim. Ugh.
Enough. Enough of that.
My lovely daughter had a birthday yesterday. We were at her place last evening, it was great to see my little fella's. They are so much fun to be with. The things that come out of their mouths always, ALWAYS make me laugh. They so obviously have fun --- and when Pa Pa comes to visit, well he's almost as good as Santa Claus. :)
Today, I must really try to get a few things accomplished. I can tell my week has been very hard on me, this place of mine is quite the sty. My kitchen is a mess with dishes literally sitting on the counters, laundry piled pretty high in that little room. Kitty litter...oh my the kitty litter. One thing I cannot do is run the vacuum so that part must be handled by Mark this weekend. Oh the joy --- I get to clean if I can remain upright!
Even though I covered this in a comment on my last post, I want to say thank you ever so much to you all that read here. I have the very best friends. You try so hard to lift me up -- and that's no minor task in these days of fatty mcbutterpants. You seem to understand my whining and crying and I love you so much for that.
Please have the best Friday ever. I'm out. :)