You've heard of that old saying? Well, I'm drowning!
A few days ago my brother called begging for some gas money to get back and forth to his dyalisis. Feeling generous I send him $100.
That afternoon our circuit board on out heat/air unit went out!
Then our stove blows a heating element!
Now my laptop screen has gone blank! (I'm borrowing my father's desktop).
On Wednesday I'm supposed to see my Rheumy and pay upfront for my visit.
He'll want tests done, naturally.
On top of that I'm in a flare!
Can I just cry now?