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I will say it again...fuel prices are, and will continue to be, the ruination of more than just the quite poor in this country! (Insert a brief laugh as Friend Owl [in my backyard] answers engine 7 as they respond on a call) I keep squirting 10-15$ in the tank where I can get .10-.20cents off a gal and cant get full even though its over half tank and only a 12gal tank 😢 I drive 25-50 miles/wk DOODOOHEADS!😡! Had my mental eval for social security disability this morning...this was requested and scheduled by them and apparently part of the hoops for MY SSD stuff due to past mental issues. Just like yesterday, I woke up at 4, but had rested pretty well I thought so surely I wouldnt sleep through all four alarms set...WRONG. Woke up at a quarter til nine for nine oclock appt. called said if be five min late, threw hair up, clothes on, grabbed a glass of water and jumped in the car. Was four min late and after 20 min in the waiting room dialed their number as no one had come to the window as the sign non window said they would do...answering machine. My phone then rang with a stearn older sounding European accent asking where are you, you said youd be 5 min late, where are you? I advised cruella that u was sitting in a second floor waiting area for ______services as I had been for the past 20 min ...wait right there! A crisp female stumped out from a hallway with cane in hand and I actually feared it thwapping my knuckles. Then it spoke...haughtily...well, I cant believe youve been here 15 min! To which I replied... I was four min late and Ive actually now been here over 20 min. To witch (YES, I meant to spell it that way) it spoke again...well, Barbara never leaves without telling me (pretty sure she just called me a liar for the second time in less than a minute😤)... To which I replied...well, apparently she does, because I HAVE been here these last twenty some minutes and even called and got her answering machine after fifteen mins. To which she replied well, make more noise next time!!! The cane was becoming much more of a threat to her at this point!!! If my stumbling, wheezing, snot blowing, hacking ass that had to hike up all those stairs couldnt be heard, get a better miracle ear!!! She leads me to her office and says well have to rush now...Ill own five late minutes, but she can work the others out on Barbaras hide dammit...Im not to blame for her employees incompetence!!! Old battle ax. So the next hour is picking scabs, testing memory, questions of all kinds, opening wounds...you know...hell on earth! It took me a full five anxiety filled min to cling to the bannister and get myself down those stairs and out of that building! Came home, took meds, checked sugar, picked up Jay, took him to Tecumseh to Iwig Dairy so he could deliver some ill for them. After dropping him off I noticed something on my shirt...when I had poked my finger for the blood sugar, it had sprayed...just like that misty spray when your tippin horns on steers...I sat in their drive and cried...I have been sentenced with blood thinners for life now due to this last clot vent and the fear of bleeding to death from what could be a minor cut is a paralyzing thought...shaving your legs becomes a thing of chainsaw massacre proportions! Silver lining...no one to really do it for so can go longer periods of time hairy! 😜 That (bleeding) on top of honestly just not feeling as well as I say I am (being truthful with ME), the being put through the ringer washer ordeal this morning, adding to the physical poopoos, Ive been on broil too long...Im overcooked...Im DONE! I need rest...Im afraid to sleep because Im afraid I wont wake up...Im just a mess! I just took stock and realized how deeply my new RXs required after leaving the hospital had dug into my utility bill/insurance stash for the month- silver lining...my rent is paid! 😛 The 25th of August is looming and I dont know how to get that all done (finishing getting the last bit if stuff from the farm before the foreclosure is over). The thought that then, will be that. Mike and is last home TOGETHER will have finally been stripped from me too... I NEED to be with my babies but I just cant do it captain, I do not have the power! I am quite simply, just over-freaking-whelmed!!!!!! And now a total DUH, forehead slap moment...you are having a panic attack, take a stupid pill...moment just occurred!! Wow, see, talking to yall is just what I needed! Yep, its a longish one and theres probably a lot of Is and os mixed up as well as grammatical mistakes and typos of all sorts and I just aint in the mood to edit right now...bet youll figure out the most of it just fine. Thanks for that! p.s. That old lady really pissed me off this mornin!!!!!
Posted on: Thu, 31 Jul 2014 22:10:41 +0000

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