bad luck in my middle name
Dave is doing better still, I am staying optomistic.
I am numb, just sleepy and numb. My body has decided that in order to not collapse from the overwhelming weight on my shoulder, it’s better to just not deal. So I feel nothing.
I feel sleepy, alot.
Dave is off work with no income at a time when money is tight, second month in our new home. We are hoping he will get workers compensation, who knows how long that will take or how much he will get though. Friday in the hospital, in a moment of shock and panic I broke the antena off Dave’s cell phone, they want $60 to fix it. Then Sunday while backing out of our car port I broke the sideview mirror on our Uplander, cracked the casing. The dealer want’s $250 to fix it.
Sigh! Does it ever end, maybe I should take the money our parents gave us for NY and use it to pay bills. It’s just so important that we get outta town and we have non refundable ballet and brodway tickets.
I am starting to think I will be spending Evan’s angelversary in a corner alone. I won’t let it happen. We are going, we will deal with the debt in the new year. Sigh!
PLEASE 2009 be easier on me, on us, please. Please.
Today I cried when Dave told me that when the Ambulance driver told him at least he was going to live and he answered that he almost wished he wouldn’t. My heart is broken for us.