When something bad happens to you, or at least for me, I find it a little difficult to ask for help. I'm pretty good at dishing it out, but I really don't want to be a burden (apparently, I get that from my aunt, Sissy). But at the same time, I realize how lucky I am to have the friends and family I have, because people are jumping out of the woodwork to offer me help! And just so you know, I don't offer if I don't mean it, so I'll assume the same is for you. None of this, "I'm available between 7:30 and 7:35 in the morning" (Kisha!).
I already wrote about some people, but let me give you a few more examples....I really wanted to go to the store. But I really didn't want to have to ask. So after sitting with my phone in my hand and thinking about it way to long, I called Carol. Who came right over. We went to the store and then to lunch. And while we were eating, her husband Joe, called to see if I needed my grass cut. Um, when do I not need it cut?? He has cut it for me at least 2 times since this started and the yard looks great!
Then the other night, my cell phone charger won't work. Because it is frayed. Like the nerves in my brain.
Not a super picture, but the example they give you to explain what is happening with your myelin is a frayed wire. I thought it was appropriate.
Anyhoo...My phone was dead, I couldn't get my charger to work, and I had one of my nurses to call in the morning. I had to send a message on Facebook to Stephanie, who was thankfully working (although probably still would have come even if she wasn't). I'm so glad I live in the beat she runs. She and Jen came over and went to the store to buy me a new charger. And since they were there, some cat food. What saviors they were for me that night!
My mom would send me home with groceries. Dad gives me his Opera Cream candies. Laura, Jeff and Bill pick me up and take me home pretty much anytime I ask. Bridget and John are up all hours of the night to chat. Evynn, my almost 3yo niece keeps pulling my head down and moving my hair around trying to find my boo boo....
Yeah, things could be worse.


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