Have you ever had one of those days. It starts off well enough, I got up, lolled around a bit, took my time, this or that. Finally left to get fingerprinted but the person was not there so I drove to the other end of town, paid $20 and turned them in in hopes of eventually getting an appointment with the school principal for a sub position. Then roamed Winn Dixie feeling quite victorious when I found some bottom round roasts on sale 2 for 1 and got a fair amount of supplies for less than $50. Got to my car and saw I had forgotten my phone (typical) and that I had received 2 calls. Calls! No one calls me (except people who want money).
Ches called to say he was at the hospital with his son, Patrick. Patrick had complained of pain in his head and then his speech became garbled. Ches took him to the ER and they admitted him. After all kinds of tests, CAT Scans, blood tests, etc. they were no closer to finding out what was wrong so they transferred him to All Children’s in St. Petersburg. They will probably not test until tomorrow.
Our cousin, Skip, has no small amount of medical background and knowledge and he suggested that Patrick has a condition of migraines that is not usually seen in children. Ches suffers horribly from migraines but he is not able to get help because he does not qualify for Medicare. He makes less than $5000 a year but does not qualify. Don’t get me started.
So, now I have Frank, who had a malignant carcinoma and they good half of the side of his face and we hope there are no more to come. We can continue to pray for Patrick. For if this migraine diagnosis is it or if it is something else, what does it portend for Patrick and his future? This condition has ruined Ches’s life but he can’t get help.
I am going to have to get a job. I can’t resent it, but I am so tired of the trials and the worries. Can’t say I am excited about working again, but it is obvious we are going to need the money. I had really hoped to just do my thing, but I need to make my “thing” money.
I have to think about all of this. There is so much more I haven’t even talked about. Life is really hard and I am really tired.