My great-grandmother has a DOUBLE break in her femur. No news as to what will be done except that she has transferred hospitals and that SOMETHING will have to be done, there is no choice but to change the current situation. She can’t live with a double fracture.
I need to get my long hair trimmed. The ends of my hair are lighter than the rest of my hair and my hair won’t stop tangling. It is rather disgusting.
5months, 2weeks today. Not sure how much longer I will decide to hold strong. I am not sure if I even want to hold strong.
The person who promised to call me on Sunday after small group still hasn’t called me. I left her another message too… how rude! The sad thing is how this person rarely returns phone calls to begin with and you would think I would be used to this, but I’m not. For once, I just wish she would return a phone call when she promises!! Please, just call me back… thanks!
Work, dreading it like some plague tonight. I was so upset last night I couldn’t even bring myself to crochet.
I am frickin’ sick and tired of eating my brackets for lunch and dinner and mid-morning snack. I can’t get in until NEXT TUESDAY!! I have been biting on these brackets now for over 7 weeks and they can’t seem to do anything or maybe they *won’t* just do anything… hmm…
Saw a show on tv tonight that made me think and I will do a longer entry on how it applies to my life… even though I didn’t think a show like THAT would even make me think more than just to change the channel and then wash my brain out with some q-tips.
Emotionally, I feel fraile. I feel scattered, out of control, hopeless, and alone. Spiritually, my body and soul are being fought over in Hell.
Bah, humbug.
sksk to ga
