My best friend Sandy went into the hospital for Chemo January 2 for months. Her Leukemia was out of control and she had been waiting for two years for a bone marrow match. They got the Leukemia under control, and were hoping she would get into a trial of a new drug. They only took newly diagnosed patients. She was home for about two weeks, and then she was back in the hospital for five days unconscious and burning up. Her Leukemia went to the final full-blown stage, because they didn’t think to check her bladder, and she had an infection when they released her.
A very long time close friend of our family for 30 years had been released, just before before Sandy died. The day of her funeral he died. The day of his funeral some one I knew for the last 35 years died. My mother had worked with his wife before I was in school. That was three funerals in 8 days.
Somewhere during this, my aunt was having a mastectomy, which they screwed up. They had to operate on her again 4 hours later. They then didn’t have enough skin to seal her chest back up.
Meanwhile my sister in law with Lupus almost died 2 or 3 times this spring.
I have another friend with a controlled case of Lupus. One of the last people I have left to talk to.
The friend with Hepatitis B & C, and Fybro finally had her baby. Sandy got to see her one-week before she died.
I have Sydenhams Chorea and moderate Asthma. Both were under control at in late spring. I started to get sick just before July. In August I had to send people into stores for me. At this time my other sister in law’s mother died. She lived on liquid food for the last 10 years, and got intravenous morphine. She went into a coma and died at about 80 pounds. I went to the visitation, I couldn’t make the funeral. Three weeks later her bother’s wife’s sister early 20’s dies after the hospital released her with pneumonia. She was found lying on the bathroom floor dead.
I’m doing better but it’s been a bitch of a year. I was told I had a virus attacking my muscles, and that they couldn’t have given me anything to speed up the recovery. I was told this after I had just recovered. My doctor wouldn’t give me pain pills, because he didn’t know what I had. I found out I could have been given pain medicine, I’m so pissed. I was in 24 hour a day pain all August. A few weeks ago a wisdom tooth broke off, and has to be removed by an oral surgeon. I’m broke from all the missed days and in no way can get this done.
Sometime this summer a casual friend that is older and I don’t see much was diagnosed with cancer again. The first time was breast, this time it’s bone and muscle tissue. She’s currently doing chemo.
It’s Monday today. I go to work and the third shift QC inspector has either broken or severely sprained her right hand and can’t use it. She fell down the steps with a cat leash wrapped around her ankles. The first shift inspector comes in and says her 4 year old can’t hear. She had an appointment for Friday to see a doctor. Her mother had the girl at her house. I got her to have the grandmother call a good hospital clinic. She took the girl in at one today. You can’t wait 5 days when someone looses her hearing, to see the doctor.
As of today I started feeling down, because my father’s birthday is a few weeks away, and he’s been dead for less than three years. His birthday following my mother’s by a week makes it hard. I think of what to do for her birthday, and he automatically gets thought of every time.
The last time I had any fun was so long ago, I can’t remember. I missed the whole summer, and hate the winter. I want a three week vacation to some tropical resort.
I haven’t put this all down in one spot until now, because who wants to read so much bad shit at once. Unfortunately that’s been the year so far.
