It didn't come...I got a phone call yesterday...my number is 1713...that's right, damn near half my previous number. I tried to be happy. I tried to let go of all the bad feelings. I tried to dig up my positivity...but I didn't find it until today. Today my doctor walked in and told me this was usually a stabilizing med...not a reduction med. She was amazed by my number...she sounded hopeful for the first time in several visits. She admitted that we might have jumped the gun following a pain management track. That made me feel like we might not have reached the end of the road yet. My doctor was back on my side...I'm sure she never left, but I could feel her hope returning. Somehow that brought me back. It allowed me to hope that I can reclaim some sort of my life. So that's really all I had to say.
To the Moon and Back my friends
With new hope I feel it is only proper to have rainbows!
|I want to be this for halloween|
|a few more inches and this will be my hair...maybe|
|ummmm...who doesn't need a pom pom bra?!?|