Fugs, RA, Kitt, moving day is here! Fugs, being on twice-a-day and moving are not a good mix; I have been having panic attacks every day, sometimes all day long. I just ball up in a knot inside and outside. Pdoc doesn't seem to care very much about it, but I am going to seek out another Pdoc in my new hometown and hopefully won't have to deal with the current Pdoc anymore. I am trying to stay strong, and I know God has been with me all along getting things packed and ready.
I didn't get bit even one time by a spider (there are TONS of Black Widows out here) or bruised. I have a scratch on my right inside elbow, but it is superficial.
The prayers are coming through loud and clear to the Lord, I can assure you all. I will tell you about my parent's house---it's 3 bedroom 1 and 1/2 bath and cozy. I am moving into my old bedroom and the cat will live in the computer room. I am dealing with disability paperwork, trying to keep up with it. It's already into a fight and I have no idea whether any of my doctors are coughing up their files to the address I gave them to send them too. I may have to pay for the copies, too, and I have no money to do that. I hope charity reigns strong in this issue.
I have been up since 5:30AM and I am tired already. I will contact you all later on today when I get the chance. Love you guys and I thank you so much for your support and prayers.
Until later on,
Camylou