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It’s been a while since I wrote anything here. Honestly, that was on purpose. There is someone out there who was using everything I wrote here against the family and following my blogs in hopes of gleaning information about a few family members. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

**To that person, you know who you are: The family members you want info on, I no longer talk to. It’s a long story and I will NOT post it here, but suffice to say, there will be nothing you can use against them posted here. So feel free to lose my URL. Thanks. **<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n

It’s that time of year. The time of year when I hit the depression spiral. The 24th anniversary of my first angelday was yesterday. Christmas was rough this year. It just snuck up on me. I feel like I had nothing ready, and I let down the fam. Even though my brain knows that is not true, and the kids – lol, “kids” they are all adults now. 23,21,and 19. Sidebar: when the hell did that happen??? When they grow up? When I did I get old enough to have grown kids??? — anyway, the kids had a good Christmas, and got what they wanted\/needed. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

Our oldest surprised us this year. He did his own Christmas shopping for pretty much the first time ever, and he really put some thought into the gifts he got everyone. He got me a “blanket hoodie” cuz I am always struggling with being cold. I haven’t been cold since Christmas. I love this thing. Our younger two went in on a gift for me this year, and had their brother get it on his Amazon account so I wouldn’t see it. They gave me the gift of nostalgia. They got a record player and the John Denver and the Muppets Christmas album, cuz every year I play the album on Spotify, and talk about how it was my Dad’s favorite album. I legit almost cried when my son put the album on Christmas night.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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Healthwise, I’m still a train-wreck. When I last wrote, I had so much hope that Rhuematology would help me<\/a>. Sigh. What a fool I am sometimes. Because my military doctors all looked my xrays and declared that other than “mild arthritis” I was fine, and I just need to lose weight – I fought the system to be placed in civilian care. Yes, this means my medical care went from free to $$ for every visit, but the hope was that I could find someone out there willing to listen to me, and not just push bariatric surgery. My civilian doc sent me to rheumatology. Rheumatology sent me an MRI of my back, cuz at that point I was on a nerve blocker and could still barely move. The back MRI showed a few herniated discs, a pinched nerve, disc degeneration, and arthritis. They also saw some strangeness in my kidneys. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

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