Money. Why is money so frustrating, important, and responsible. Its so overrated, like many other things. Who needs it anyways, right?!
What many people don't realize that just 1 DAILY cancer treatment (by IV) is equal to a hospital stay. So just think of 9 straight weeks of treatment equals to. Yea, one hell of a bill, including the help of ins. Not my liking of getting your life back. Aweful isn't it. And money goes for so long until it runs out. And it has. So you readers out there, thank your lucky starts that you don't have cancer (and hope you never will) and have to deal with money issues that comes with it. The nightmare doesn't end when you find out you are cleared, it only continues by the bills to follow. Im angry, mad, upset, sad, want to scream and cry...Id love to wake up from this continued nightmare. So never think..."Its not/never going to happen to me/us", because it may.
Im hating the daily multiple calls from bill collectors/credit card companies (I don't answer and don't give a rats ass anymore). I now don't have a future goal of going back to school for achieving my dream career (nursing-OB/L&D/Doula/Midwife). And no Christmas gift again this year for anyone.
We were in the process of getting new windows (seals broken, won't open, and are moldy) and and a new furnace (dead)...but now can't. So here we freeze without any heat because it doesn't really work and if we ever do turn it on we have to rely on the CO2 detectors. So it ain't coming on (hasn't yet) and here we sit freezing our asses off until we run into money to afford one. Windows aren't an option anymore so hoping the mold on the windows won't affect Carson too much since he is allergic to mold (and has asthma). And next year, we will need new shingles since they are of age. The cycle never ends.
We hope to God that we are healthy this year because we had our share last year....B's cancer, My breast scare (its all good, but still needs to be followed closely ever 6 months to a year), Kianna's eartubes, Isaac's tonsilectomy and adenoidectomy, Isaac's hospital stay from the surgery complication, and then being non-stop sick in general all school year.
I need my dream I dreamt years ago to come true. $10Million could go a long way. But a nickel found on our walk a few days ago tells me that everything will be okay. Everything always works out in the end. And Im a true believer of miracles because I know of a few already.
Thursday, October 7, 2010
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