Well its not quite a decade but about 4 years. I just need somewhere to rant for a sec, Im sorry. Have you ever just have your life go to crap so continuously, and just when something goes right...2 others go horribly wrong??? I mean what the heck? Just one thing after another??
First I get a really good job, the best I've ever had. Pays really really good, isn't to unbearable. My husband has a good job too, afeter us struggling for the first few years were married. Then my grandfather gets Parkinsons and after a brief fight and having to see him wither away he dies. 2 weeks after that I fall on some stairs at work and break my elbow and strain my wrist. It takes 2 years fighting workers comp for me to go back to work (during wich, I only got paid for about 1 year) but 6 months befrore that happens, MCI my husbands employer goes bankrupt and lays him off. It take 1 year for him to find a new job.
Then when I finally get back to work 3 months into it, some guy with dementia yanks on my arm and rips my rotator cuff. It takes 6 months and 4 doctors to find the real diagnosis, and 1 year to get my surgery. But not before they cut my workers comp to hardly nothing and then guess what??? My husband loses his job again!!Oh, and we get kicked out of the apartment we've lived in for 6 years because theyre tuning it into low-income housing and we were just to rich to live there I guess and had to move to a more expensive place. Oh, but thats not all.
A few months ago I learn my aunt has breast cancer. Now I don't know my aunt all that well, but my mom recently got really close to her. About 6 weeks ago she accidently overdosed on morphine and aspirated in the hospital and died. So now my mom is a basketcase. Also my grandmother is developing dementia and is really ill.
It's like what else?? What else is coming next?? I had my surgery on the 24th, which I don't recomend to anyone. It was so painful. Still is painful. Especially since my dr gave me percocet and told me that would handle my pain. Ha!! I ended up in the ER getting 2 shots of dilaudid which didn't decrease the pain hardly at all. Ended up getting oxycontnin and double percocet, which I'm still taking 2 weeks later. Oh, and then my incision isn't healing properly. Of course its not. Nothing ever goes right, nothing. Its gotten to the point I just expect the worst or something bizarre to happen, and if something goes right I don't dare get excited or hopeful. Because not long after words something comes and slaps me in the face. Wow, I wrote alot. Thanks if you hung in there for this long.
I just need somewhere to rant about the patheticness of my life (if thats a word). I cant really witch to my mom or my husband, I've lost all my friends. My best friend for 10 years, just stopped calling me and moved away.
Luckily I have this site and my tanks to give me some distraction from wanting to jump off a high high building. :P