My physical therapist "graduated" me on Tuesday, basically saying there's nothing more she can do for me right now, and that I can come back once I have my next steroid shot. I feel cheated. I'm still in so much pain, I still can't walk more than a couple blocks without excessive pain and weakness, there are still so many things I cannot do ( Read more... )

I find it hard to understand how people who don't do shit for a living somehow manage to have money to just throw around, whereas I work my ass off 40 hours a week and still struggle to make ends meet. It pisses me off, actually, to think how hard I work for little gain, when some people don't work at all and still seem to get everything they want ( Read more... )

I cannot physically do half the things I want/need to do, and it is frustrating beyond belief! I finally went to Urgent Care about the pain in my back when it became so bad that I couldn't even roll over in bed without wanting to scream with pain. That doctor was fixated on the idea that it was something wrong with my spine, so after had x-rays ( Read more... )

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Today Krys came home from work with fresh cut flowers, because she "thought Margaret should have some flowers" for her birthday, which is tomorrow. I can't recall the last time someone did something so thoughtful, it brought me very close to crying, I was so touched. We trimmed the stems and put them in my grandma's favourite vase on the coffee ( Read more... )

- most everyone forgot my birthday. What's sad is that I'm more surprised that anyone actually *remembered ( Read more... )

Thanks to my wonderful choir director and friend I was able to go visit my grandma Margaret's grave today. Despite the fact that the heat index was 104, and I had no idea where I was going, we found it. It was something I needed... very much needed. I've been so down and depressed lately, feeling so incredibly worthless and useless... and we ( Read more... )

You said "good-bye, Acy" that night. I never knew you meant forever. If I knew then what I know now, I would have seen, would have heard, and never would have let you be alone. This candle's for you, Jimmy. Maybe some day I'll stop blaming myself... but not this day, nor this night.

I have the best "sis" in the world. I was certain this Valentine's Day would be like so many others, where everyone around me received something and I was left feeling alone, unwanted, and empty. But I wasn't forgotten. Below is the pic of the flowers I found waiting for me when I got home, plus a card that made me laugh and cry, and chocolate ( Read more... )

I know I'm in a very dangerous, unstable place right now. I approached the only person I could think of who could help me: Dan. Yes, I actually asked someone for help. This is a huge step for me, but I think it's the right one. We'll see what happens. All I know is that after talking with him this morning I felt lighter, as if a heavy load had ( Read more... )