Dear God,
I'm tired of drama. I'm hoping like crazy (and praying too) that 2007 will be UNeventful. I'm actually hoping it will be boring. I want time to read, clean, scrapbook, and just live. Anyway, hoping you get this message and put me on the books for nothing in '07.
Love, Barb
I'm living on a mattress on the floor at my parents. We have massive tree damage, a utility pole down in front of our house and it's freaking October!! What the...? I actually think that the epicenter of the storm was our house. It's like a war zone. I woke up Friday to 2 1/2 feet of snow and all the trees in our neighborhood damaged. We couldn't drive out of our house until late Saturday. I was supposed to start radiation on Friday. I didn't want to. I'm afraid I may have willed this storm into being so I could get out of radiation on Friday. It didn't really help, as it only prolonged the inevitable. I started radiation on Monday. It sucked, as I imagined it would.
It's a rotten, horrible joke that the woman (me) who hates hospitals and choose to have a homebirth now has to lay on a cold table and get radiated EVERY day for 6 weeks. It is wrecking havoc on my blood pressure. Every time I go in that fluorescent lamped, stark room with the giant machine that whirrs and whistles, my heart rate accelerates.
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