- I went to see Dr. Hott Sexxx yesterday:
1) I told him about being insulin resistant. He just shook his head in disbelief.
2) I told him about not being able to have kids - he actually worked for the doctor we were seeing. He said that yes, he is the best doctor in the state to see for such things. He asked if I wanted to go back on BCP. I said no, there is no reason to. He said with all sincerity, "With your luck, you'll get pregnant and it will kill you."
3) My BP is way up. My systolic value was up 35 points. Diastolic was up only 10. I figure that is why I was feeling so weird...but I don't know.
- I spoke to my mom:
1) Whenever I talk to her, all she does is complain (not always, but most times, especially if she is feeling badly). A lot of what she complains about is my grandfather and how when he is trying to help, he just stresses her out. She tells him what she needs help with (like getting stamps), but instead he brings over flowers and cards (which she complains about having to take out when she is weak, etc). H says I am her sounding board and the only person she can talk to about such things, but it is hard because I want to fix things for her. But whenever I make a suggestion, she shoots it down. Like, she needs a new mailbox so I offered to get her one when I am there. Then she was all like, "Oh no, then I'll have to ask someone to install it and I don't want to have to keep asking people for help." Ef that - I'll pay a handyman to do it.
2) She started crying and saying how hard this is. She is only on her third round of chemo. I am really scared about her attitude. It is not the one she needs to have to kick this. She is sick of laying around, but that is what she needs to do right now. Nothing I suggest lands well with her.
3) She want someone there with her. I tell her Littlest Sister is coming for MD. But mom just says, "but then she is leaving in a few days." Then I say, we'll then I am coming out. We are doing our best but that doesn't seem to be enough. Middle Sis needs to step up, but she can't even handle her own life. I asked Middle Sis how her job was going and she said it was slow and that she hopes her boss lets her go. ::sigh::
-H and I got into a fight:
1) It has been ages since we had an arguement.
2) It is my fault.
3) I appologized.
