Day two of feeling like a train wreck. 1 hour and 18 minutes until medicine time, but who’s counting? Feeling like total hell but so blessed with a loving family taking good care of me and lots of friends rooting for me. What more could I ask for? Counting my blessings and refusing to feel sorry for myself. A second surgery was not ideal, especially just as I was finally feeling better from the first one. But it was what was needed to be done. I am so thankful for the endless support from people that genuinely love and care for me.

I have no doubt now that people that aren’t in my life really don’t belong there. Knowing my blog is frequently viewed by the person that dislikes me most and yet they didn’t care enough to reach out and see if I am okay. Just a little reminder that I truly never was liked and pretty sad this is family I speak of. Guess the proof really is in the pudding? If the shoe had been on the other foot I would have been the better person and expressed concern regardless of the tension that lies between us. Not to say I would have wanted said person to run to my side obviously, but maybe I view people in a different light and tend to care more than I should about things I can’t change. While I am painted to be a horrible person I will choose this path any day over being an uncaring person. I really don’t know why I let this bother me. But after thinking it through it was just a good reminder that things are the way they are for a reason and so it is. I won’t let this bother me any longer. I know the person I truly am regardless of how I am viewed by others and surely that is all that matters. No need to let people that could care less about me bring me down when I have a slew of loving family and friends that genuinely care for me and are rooting for me! God is good. I know where I stand and that hasn’t changed, only wish I didn’t wear my heart on my sleeve.

To the ones that have been there offering endless prayers and support I thank you. You are all loved and appreciated more than you will ever know. We are very selective as to who we choose to have around our monsters and in their lives to protect them as much as possible. You all aren’t in our lives by chance, you have all been hand picked and we wouldn’t have it any other way!

Now I say again, is it medicine time yet? I am feeling awfully rough at the moment.