Another week begins…truthfully they all blend these days so I shouldn’t say a word. It isn’t like I’m starting a work week. The one thing Monday brings is the list of phone calls I need to make. I find it amazing that I always have to take care of something. It is either insurance stuff, doctor appointments or calling people that didn’t return my call from the following week. It might not pay but somedays it’s a full time job….
I have to do bloodwork this morning. You think I’d be a lot less needle phobic with the amount of shots I’ve received over the years but I’m really not. I’ve from the earliest medicine for MS. I’ve been on Avonex, Betaseron, Rebif and even Copaxone. These are all medicines that required weekly or even daily shots that I had to learn to administer myself. For the first 12 years of my journey I had to do these. When Gilenya…
It’s official, all my boxes are unpacked. My daughters room still has a couple, but she’ll get to them when she’s ready. For me, and God bless my aid, all mine are gone. I am never moving again. If for any reason I do I will pay the extra money to have them pack and unpack. Now it’s just a matter of organization of where I put some stuff. Changing certain places or positions of spices, pans or maybe cups….
