I’m writing this for me - it’s a dump - so no need to read it if you don’t want to hear a litany of complaints!
My boys are special needs adopted. The oldest is 28 and finally out of jail, living on the streets again and saying all the right things. He thought I’d be thrilled that he went to AA ONCE. I’m not an enabler. I give him information, resources, etc. and he can choose whether to follow up. Some days I wonder how far down rock bottom is for him. Hope he wakes up soonn!
My youngest is 23, living in a group home. He’s got a lot of strikes against him - schizoaffective disorder (inherited), developmental delays, and is on the Aspergers continuum. He’s been having loads of psychotic episodes lately, is extremely paranoid, and has been hospitalized 3x in the last 2 weeks. His program psychiatrist frankly sucks. I finally got her to make some changes so hopefully we’ll see some improvement. Poor guy is miserable, it’s gotta suck to be him.
Went to the dentist last week. I’ve been super vigilant about oral care. 2 cavities, after 3 the time before! My gums are ‘perfect’. What the hell? Hormonal? Enzymes? Sugar fairies?
The eye doctor did an 8 month follow up after my first occurrences of ocular migraine. Pressure is fine, no diabetic damage, and by the way your cataracts both need to go. Scheduled for one the end of June, one the end of July. I know it’s a routine surgery but still… He says it’s probably the chemotherap yI had in 2005 (breast cancer) that accelerated their growth.
Next week I’m having a growth removed from my scalp on Tuesday, and consult for a cortisone injection in my spine. I can only walk some before having to stop and wait for the pain to go away. Wakes me up during the night frequently. Most of my lumbar disks are either bulging or compressed with some nerve involvement. Time to take care of it!
My bum shoulder (result of lots of surgeries around breast cancer) still isn’t healing as I’d like it to. Limits what I can do in the house, garden, etc. Frustrating.
To top it off my BG was whacky the last couple of days, but seems to have settled down. I’m pretty OCD about flatlining and usually have damned good control, so going from 51 to 178 and everywhere in between was stressful, especially with no apparent reason (at least none I could figure out).
So… despite being pretty overwhelmed, I still believe I’ve led a charmed life. I have great friends, family, and my wonderful dogs. My health insurance is great, I have a roof over my head and enough to eat.
Just overwhelmed for now.