Can you believe it’s been almost two weeks?
Just got home a few hours ago, had to get situated n whatnot. I am totally exhausted - mentally, physically, and emotionally. If it wasn’t for me pushing for some answers and collaboration amongst the Dr‘s, I’d still be there, probably well into next week.
I am ok. it’s not over yet but at least I am at home now so I can push the play button and get back to healing so I can prepare for the (hopefully) final procedure (now pushed out to early next year). I seriously lost my mojo for a bit there and was contemplating if any of this was even worth it (not talking about offing myself or anything lIke that). When all is said and done the medical bills will be beyond ridiculously outrageous. Do I really wanna spend whatever time I have left on Earth working my ass off just to keep paying a bill that will be near impossible to pay off? Do I even have a choice?
I did a lot of thinking and still haven’t come up w a game plan yet. However, my confidence and positive attitude are quickly regaining ground. I’m sure I’ll figure smth out. Sometimes the best plays are improvised. Whatever it is trying to keep me down, cannot - and will not - destroy me ?
I truly and sincerely appreciate all of your love and support. Third quarter and I’ve maybe only made a field goal from a fumble recovery. I need to score some touchdowns to catch up. Then I’ll give it my all and go FTW.