I realize I am old enough to have been mother to many of you, and wonder often if my enthusiasm is appropriate! I love my FI, and feel incredibly blessed that (especially after such a difficult first marriage and subsequent divorce) he is mine. This week just has me spent.
The personality differences can be overwhelming. I am ridiculously plan and detail oriented. Not having all his addresses and not having our invitations printed has me way over thinking.
Sunday, my Dad and one of my sisters took my Grandmother to the hospital. They confirmed a TIA and released her. This is on the heels of my 2nd cousin's suicide 2-3 weeks ago. Yesterday, I had a biopsy after two abnormal/atypical paps. Today, I ran to the clinic - I shopped for Grandmother Sunday and cut my leg on a shelf at Walmart - it is now badly infected. So, tetanus and antibiotic script in hand, I completed my form to mail in - my luggage was stolen from the airport in July. The airline is handling as lost luggage, the police asked if I would be willing to prosecute.
FI is dear - he read over the claim form, he took me to the doctor, he told Grandmother WE are at her beck and call. I just feel so overwhelmed, and know he is worried. I needed some place to say here is my whine, now life goes on.
Thanks for being that place
~~Mendi~~
...Everyone has their price; mine's chocolate
