A few times over the last week I couldnt help but dwell on how bad a year its been. I mean, for the rest of my life, 2014 will be The Year I Lost My Dad. That in and of itself.. you might as well write the whole year off. Game over man. But I had high hopes for august. I was really hoping it would be a good month and things started falling apart. My health, finances. My house. Its been a painful and stressful week. But I cant help but feel.. optimistic. Even thankful. Whenever I think about my dad, no matter how sad the thoughts get, there is also alongside them a gratitude that he got to be around the last three years. (One hospital wrote him off for dead in 2011). My jaw.. well, the difference in pain/comfort between last week and this.. its night and day. Considering I noticably have a huge fist sized lump of cancer on my jaw, well, as the Dr said if you were gonna get cancer, this is the type you wanna get. And the house flooding/no water thing.. thats finally mostly fixed. Thanks to a friend of my parents. Someone I wouldnt know if it wasnt in part, for my dad. Still helping me out of jams. Its still a little costly.. but its a few hundred instead of a grand or so. Even the cost of seeing the doctors and the antibiotics.. Morton plant hooked me up with coverage for a year. The ENT gave me a co pay rate and the pharmacist gave me half off. it would be so easy for me to dwell in my misfortunes this last year.. but I cant overlook how fortunate Ive been also.
Posted on: Sat, 23 Aug 2014 04:28:28 +0000
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