oh Ginger ... words fail me
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For some reason, a minor pharmacy screw up and a lack of communication with doctors sent me over the edge. Also, I had a brain MRI this morning and I'm terrified of the results.
A lot of the time, it's the little things that get you. Hoping for the best possible answer. And that the pharmacy and doctors get it straightened out.
Oh Ginger, I hate that you have to go through any of this. Have you begun treatment, or do you have to endure a buch of tests first?
Oh man, Ginger. Thinking about you.
Oh, Ginger.
In OMGWTFBBQ news, I just got a random, out of the blue "amends" phone call from a girl who tormented me in school, who wished to sincerely apologize for the way she treated me.
I forgave her (sincerely) but HOW WEIRD AND SYNCHRONISTIC is that?!
FWIW, I barely remembered her, because so many other people were so much meaner to me, but it was a very nice thing to do.
ETA: And yes, I had a drs' appointment on Monday. My BP has gone from 115/75 to 95/60 and I have lost 50 pounds since January 2011, so things are fine. I am on meds and doing yoga, so I think this down-swing is just something my brane does on occasion. I am working my way out of it.
And Erin too. I have had days if not weeks when unloading the dishwasher was the only thing I could cling to.
Ginger! so many brackets for you too sorry your post hot while I was writing mine. Wow this board is moving fast today..
Oh Ginger--again, wish we all were closer and could help out. :(
Erin, that's bizarre! Did she know your number from some other time or what? But still, awesome feeling. I've had that sort of thing happen once or twice (well, once it was an ex, apologizing for being an ass, a few years later) and it feels pretty darn good. Even if the original thing still happened, at least I get to feel righteous?
Also, Erin and all of you who are suffering with things, never think, "My pain is not as bad as that person's pain, so I won't say anything." Pain is pain. I've never found my pain to be lessened by acknowledging that others' pain is worse. I think "I cried because I had no shoes until I met a man who had no feet" is crap. You still need shoes.
Erin's post just resonated with me particularly, because I've done and felt similar things over the last year or so and didn't have her guts to face them head on.