Today

I wanted you to know that I did not lie. No. I had every intention of sending our paperwork in last Monday. But we didn't. And really, we didn't send it in this Monday either. I thought we might be able to get it in tomorrow, but it's not looking so good either. (We will get it in, though. Don't worry!)

Things here are okay... I don't feel well at all today. I was fine. Then I got really tired, and since I was out with my niece I avoided the nap and everything. But a headache set in... and now I'm just miserable. Yuck. I hope tomorrow I wake up all refreshed for Bible study.

No news about cirrhosis. Just that I have it, I don't know what it means for me, and people around me seem to be freaking out.

That doesn't so much bother me... after all, it's not something I can feel or see. What I don't know won't hurt me, I suppose. However, I am a little anxious about October 30th. I have my heart cath scheduled for that day. And as much as I know it should not be a big deal, I just feel like I would like a break (lets say a month or so?) away from doctors, tests, poking, prodding, and hospitals. It's getting old really fast.

I have been at CMH pretty much every month (at least once a month!) for the past six months or so. It feels like every week. Although, I know it's not.

What's funny is that most people don't know what to say to me. Some people have just given me hugs. Others will talk to others about me, but not directly to me. And still others will tease me about being an alcoholic (cirrhosis is common in alcoholics). I know people are praying for me nonetheless... so that's what's important, I guess.