Basically, my nerves are shot to shit.
However, there is always that mineral colored lining. Due to my body hating me, I have learned that I have an enormous support system. Which to be honest? I didn't even notice because I became so self-centered about my pain. Here are the starring roles.
My mother, who picks me up for every damn doctor's appointment no matter what time or day. Her driving occasionally scares the shit out of me, but I will take her over an Uber drive every time (maybe).
My fiance/best friend/love of my life, who drives me everywhere, tells me I am still pretty even though I don't believe it, and goes grocery shopping for us every week because I am too damn slow and have a balance issue.
|"Eggs look okay, I am actually quite impressed. But dammit Katie, we needed those tomatoes! The sauce is ruined!" - Britt|
My sister, who remains steadfast at Googling everything that I am taking, doing, seeing, breathing and commits to helping me get better. Her kids are pretty awesome too! Kantie!!!
My dad supplying me with endless giggles and grief at work...and all the love in the world. I wouldn't be the same without him.
|Uncle Aric too!|
My cousins, aunts, friends, flooring installers, who worry, care, and call just to see how I am doing. You all know who you are!
Okay, my award acceptance speech is over. If I forgot anyone, forgive me...it's been a wild change in life and I am a little off sometimes.
Till next time,
Katie E. Eshelman