.....Just to let you know, nothing in this journal's entry is toward anyone in specific, I use it to write my feelings, and about my illnesess, and in hopes it might help someone else as I do.I do not pretend nor imatate to be someone I'm not. And if you might take an entry wrong and feel that it is about you, I'm sorry but It isn't, it just may seem to coincide with your own life. And if there is something in what I write that "offends" you, options; don't read, or realize that this IS real life, and learn more about it! I also know that what I write in MY journal, that NOT everyone will agree with me and I don't expect them to! God bless you!......
I just need to talk a bit right now. I hope you won't be thinking that all I'm doing is whinning. I just still can't wrap my brain around things. I feel overwhelmed. I have been feeling weaker. The fight is getting harder and over all, just putting a toll on me.
I had missed a call on Monday from Legacy, where my other oxygen is from. I called in the morning and the guy brought me 4 little tanks that holds 4 hours. I have a little 'bag' that it will go in and it's not at all heavy for me. My oxyden level was checked as well. The first reading was 91, then he had me keep the 'thingy' on that does the checking and I also had the other oxygen on. He had me walk back and forth from the Kitchen to the living room. My number was 98. He said that it proved to him that it does help me. I already knew that. Soooo, I'm now on oxygen all the time now. Bummer.
I like what the above poem says. It kind of tells of what I'm going through in my life with the people in it. I've made hudge life changes. Because this is my life and I have to think of me. Not everyone else. I even lost my best friend. I don't need anymore drama in my life. It's been a bit more relaxing.
There are times to where I honesty feel like I'm going to really lose it. I'm holding on tight to my faith. When you're at the end of your rope, just tie a not at the end!
My life changes so much each day. What scares me is that I never know what my body will be like when I get up in the morning. This is my life right now until I am able to find another way to fight this. And I will.
My grandson wanted his picture taken with us. :o) We just couldn't say no. :o)
Thank you for listening.