Feeling pretty good. Doc has lowered some meds, and given me a new one to help put some get up in my go. I've been given permission to go back to Weight Watchers to start taking off all this extra weight I packed on. Dang steroids. But the seasons are about to change and life is good.
My poor husband is really worried about his job, not knowing if the plant is going to close or not, medical bills coming in every day. He turned to me the other day, he had this defeated look about him, he said, "I'm trying. I'm trying the best way I know how" I told him that I knew he was and that I was really proud of him. His Folks don't tell him how great he is, so I reminded him of how Thankful my Mom and Dad were for him taking such good care of me during this time. They come when they can, but my Daddy is ill and Mom just lost her brother. She's the one in the family of 9 who kind of got picked to deal with the ones that are getting old and dying. We were all a close knit family growning up, but I see now as we grow older, that is was my mom and dad who set the foundation of what FAMILY really is. 5kids with more neices, nephews and grands and great grands than I can keep up with. All it takes is one phone call from Mom and we are THERE. My brother came from a business trip in Italy for a funeral. His boss, came in on a separate flight. He wanted to see this wonderful family my brother spoke of.
I tell my husband, the bills will get paid as the can be, rice and beans are really good for you, and as long as you can love me and deal with all the dog and cat hair, I'm here for the long haul.
it was a young'n and had been dead for atleast a day or 2
