phunkybrewster

Today I was in the hospital. Echocardiogram, EKG, X-rays, Bloodwork. I stopped breathing on Monday morning. My throat just closes. It's a 911 situation. I took some breathing tests at the Dr's and I have an obstruction, something growing in my throat, around my thyroid or something. I'm having a sleep study next week and doppler of my neck. My ekg was not good. They put me on an inhaler and more meds. Now that makes 9 daily medication not including my vitamin shots lol. neat. I wasnt supposed to go out but I took my dogs and husband for a few miles midnite crawl. When I got P.C.O.S. I said ok, I'll deal. When I found out it was to serious and was stopping me from ever having kids, it hurt but Ive been dealing. When I got a seriously debilitating case of Bipolar and was put on disability I flipped but have been dealing with it long enough now I have mostly a grip but to tell me all that other shit is going on to I just wonder what it would have been l ike to be a bit more normal. I could be so much worse off I totally know this and am thankful for all I get and have. When your own mortality comes into question so not at a normal time, I'm not quite sure how to deal with that cherry on the sunday.



Then my nice husband took me shopping for new jammies, tank tops and a rad pink plaid shirt.