I have a two-hour dental appointment tomorrow which I am
dreading because my gastro problems are huge right now….and of course, Pam is
unavailable tomorrow. Has a class. They are sending someone else which I wouldn’t
have asked for if not for the appointment.
It’s funny, because the exact same thing happened last month. Pam had a class, I had a dentist
appointment. New crown. I need two, but I told them to do the worst
one first. I have to make the
appointments the day after my new patch is on, and finding two hours isn’t
easy, so it takes a while to get the appointment. Cannot cancel. Don’t know why I’m even bothering. I guess I don’t want my teeth to fall out.
A good friend of mine has a loving cat that she has to put
down tomorrow. Poor thing…got sick very
suddenly and is very sick. I said a
bunch of prayers for him last night and pictured him getting better
slowly. But this morning he wasn’t any better. This is when my NF woes really kick in. I want to hop in my car and go see my
friend. I want to be with her when she
puts George (her cat) down. I’ve been
with her for that with other cats, and she with me. She does have someone going with her, but it
saddens and angers me that it’s not an option for me. Not. An. Option. Like so many things in my life. Yadda yadda. Sorry, pity potty moment.
My sister and I cancelled our visit today….neither one of us
was feeling well and I said let’s just re-schedule this. No date yet, but hopefully, later in the
week And I spoke with my dad just now. He’s hurting a lot (spinal stenosis) and is
1600 miles away and I’m angry I can’t hop on a plane and go see him.
G-d grant me the
serenity to accept the things I cannot change, the courage to change the things
I can, and the wisdom to know the difference.
If it weren’t for the fact that that is the credo for people
in recovery, I’d say “Let’s drink to that!”
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