Yeah Life Sucks
I kept trying to put off making an entry until things got better, but y'know, I'm kinda scared now that things will keep adding up...so here it all is:
My mother passed on October 12th. My mom and I were close when I was young, but had become increasingly distant as the years passed. I still loved her and always will, but it was not the total devastation that I saw some of my lj and real life friends going through at around the same time. I didn't know what to say. "Oh, hey mine too." Seemed very callous, and so, like many times before, I just clammed up, I learned some terrible things about my mom after she passed and consequentially I am left with her debt on top of my own, including a lovely albatross of a lake front property hanging around my neck.
Minor in the scheme of things, but still irritating, my computer gave up the ghost completely shortly after that. I am able to get online with hubbys but don't have access to my art programs and such to lose myself in like I usually do. And with SOPA and PIPA snd ACTA and other insane acronyms bombarding us, seems like doing my art could be a bit dangerous. bleh.
And then, on January 26th, 2012, a date I will never, ever, forget, I was diagnosed with MS. I had had my suspicions, the not being able to walk and such was a biggie, but as I told people, suspecting (it was why I was having the tests done, after all) and hearing it said out loud by a doctor are two completely different things. I am now in the process of choosing a medicine (have parred the very short list down to two, with Avonex being in the lead) and then setting up physical therapy and such. I am just sort of in the "Wow, this is real." stage.
So there ya go, my life in a very icky nutshell. Tell me some happy things people, leave me pictures of pretty boys or something. I don't want to be a debbie downer anymore.
My mother passed on October 12th. My mom and I were close when I was young, but had become increasingly distant as the years passed. I still loved her and always will, but it was not the total devastation that I saw some of my lj and real life friends going through at around the same time. I didn't know what to say. "Oh, hey mine too." Seemed very callous, and so, like many times before, I just clammed up, I learned some terrible things about my mom after she passed and consequentially I am left with her debt on top of my own, including a lovely albatross of a lake front property hanging around my neck.
Minor in the scheme of things, but still irritating, my computer gave up the ghost completely shortly after that. I am able to get online with hubbys but don't have access to my art programs and such to lose myself in like I usually do. And with SOPA and PIPA snd ACTA and other insane acronyms bombarding us, seems like doing my art could be a bit dangerous. bleh.
And then, on January 26th, 2012, a date I will never, ever, forget, I was diagnosed with MS. I had had my suspicions, the not being able to walk and such was a biggie, but as I told people, suspecting (it was why I was having the tests done, after all) and hearing it said out loud by a doctor are two completely different things. I am now in the process of choosing a medicine (have parred the very short list down to two, with Avonex being in the lead) and then setting up physical therapy and such. I am just sort of in the "Wow, this is real." stage.
So there ya go, my life in a very icky nutshell. Tell me some happy things people, leave me pictures of pretty boys or something. I don't want to be a debbie downer anymore.