If it wasn't for bad luck....
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So, I think I'm plagued with bad luck. A little over a year ago I was diagnosed with multiple sclerosis and pseudotumor cerebri. I have had arthritis in my back and knees for some time as well as migraines. About 6 months ago I had a stress fracture in my left foot. I worked through it, wearing a lovely boot and I became pain free and it healed quite nicely. At least I thought it had. Then on Oct. 6, I stepped on the edge of a rug with said left foot and broke it clean through, requiring surgery to insert a lovely home depot like screw. congratulations.. you have nearly 3 months off work with less than half your pay. Someone forgot to tell "them" to only send half my bills though. Finally get back to work on Jan 1. Was a good day. Second day at work (which was a trade) was awful - I almost got fired. I hesitate to go into details because I work in such a small hospital and would hate for someone to see this and think I'm telling tales out of school (personal tales are ok). But suffice it to say I was right, and only trying to protect the hospital and the patients. Anyway I really wasn't in danger of getting fired, but it kinda felt that was briefly. And I didn't so I'll go on. So the next few weeks are fairly uneventful then this past Friday I wake up with abdominal pain. Long story short.. it was my appendix. Congratulations, your going to OR. OH.. and you get more, now unpaid, time off work. Life is grand aint it? On top of it all, I went through surgery alone. My love life is in a shambles, my family is distant (geographically... some emotionally too) and my teenaged kids seem nearly hearless. Oh.. did I mention that I am in school for my bachelor's degree? And tuition was due Friday. No pressure there. I'm still barely able to eat. I'm slightly dehydrated, dizzy, in some discomfort and now quite cranky. On the bright side, I now really understand the need and desire to pass gas after laproscopic surgery!!! Who knew that could be so "rewarding"? Why is it, when we turn a certain age, we fall apart? I didn't think it would happen so soon though - I'm 38 (going on 88 apparently). Hope everybody's luck is better than mine. Like a fool I played the lottery today... figured if it's gonna change hopefully it will be in that regard. LOL