I have a friend, and she seems to think for one, that this whole deal is a big pissing contest as to who is sicker than who (I'll remember that the next time I review my EOB's, and one month doesn't even fit onto a single fucking page, ya stupid bitch!!!!! And is she on oxygen??????? But she signs her emails now, "I wish you a low pain, low stress, high energy day") I say, "Go fuck yourself, bitch!!!"
I have idiopathic cardiomyopathy. It's a systolic heart failure. I don't have "high-energy days....."
And worst of all of having the low cardiac output--I have it while dealing with the high pain of RSD!!!
Pain increases the need for cardiac output. That, you dumb old bat, is going to make me even more exhausted!!!!!! Get a clue. Stupid, stupid, stupid.
If there is one tthing that will drive me over the moon and irritate the shit out of me, it's the world of fucking STUPID!!!!
But I swear, every time I talk to her there's some kind of drama or another. Her brother is being an asshole (what's new? That relationship is like my relationship with my entire fucking family. It would be like calling them for money and not expecting to get my head fucked!!! Shit-she hasn't learned yet either, and she's been on this fucking planet a hell of a lot longer than me!!!!
But she has drama with her son.
Drama with her DIL.
Her grandchild-the DIL is in preterm labor--well for fuck's sake, if I had her for a MIL??? Hell yeahh!!!!!!!
Oh, the pain, Oh, I feel soooo horrible. It's like Bee observed, she is letting what is physical about her illness take over....
.............................NEVER SAY DIE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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