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Well, last week Ron and I went to see several doctors because the lesions on his legs are acting up again. The conclusion made is that everything is starting all over again and the things the doctors have been doing lately just aren't working. So, upped the chemo meds all over again and upped the prednisone up to 60mg again, which means sick, cranky, at wits end, hungry husband all over again. They think the type of Vasculitius he has is called Wegeners-granulomatosis or Churg Strauss Vasculitis they are still not sure.
The state is also trying to take his unemployment away saying he should be able to take a first shift job over 45 miles away that starts at 6:30 am when we only have one car and and I get home from my third shift job between 7am and 8am. So, guess I should quit the job I've been at over 7 years making more than $17 and hour so that he can take a temp job making minimum wage?!?! Which is actually causing us more stress than I think we can actually handle, especially as Christmas is right around the corner!
And all of this is causing me to have a nervous break down, at least that's what my doctor thinks. I keep having upper back spasms and crying at inopportune times. Now, I get to be on Valium. Fun, fun!! What I want to know is what/who have we pissed off to deserve all of this? I know there are people dealing with more than this, but I think I've finally found the point where I can't handle much more.
Thank you for reading about my little pity party. Helps to get it all out. We'll be fine, I just need to rail against the world every once in awhile. :)
The state is also trying to take his unemployment away saying he should be able to take a first shift job over 45 miles away that starts at 6:30 am when we only have one car and and I get home from my third shift job between 7am and 8am. So, guess I should quit the job I've been at over 7 years making more than $17 and hour so that he can take a temp job making minimum wage?!?! Which is actually causing us more stress than I think we can actually handle, especially as Christmas is right around the corner!
And all of this is causing me to have a nervous break down, at least that's what my doctor thinks. I keep having upper back spasms and crying at inopportune times. Now, I get to be on Valium. Fun, fun!! What I want to know is what/who have we pissed off to deserve all of this? I know there are people dealing with more than this, but I think I've finally found the point where I can't handle much more.
Thank you for reading about my little pity party. Helps to get it all out. We'll be fine, I just need to rail against the world every once in awhile. :)