From the bad to worse file. Just when I thought it couldn't get any worse.
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At the beginning of this year, both of my sisters nearly died, one on purpose, one accidentally. I have been stressed out in my attempts to assist them over the past few months. One is doing well, the other not so much.
In February, I lost sight in my left eye, and found out that it was the result of a blood clotting disorder that I apparently have had all my life. I will never regain vision fully in my left eye, it has been permanently damaged. And now I have to take blood thinners to prevent another event.
My son is 17 years old, and is acting every minute of his age. He wants to be an adult, and wants to be treated like an adult, but is still very much a child. It's an old story, nothing new, it is just my year to deal with a rebellious teen. He got himself a homemade tattoo last week that looks like shit, but you get what you pay for, and US$ 20 doesn't get you very far. Luckily, it did not get infected.
I threw up my hands the other day, complaining to my friend and said, "Goddamit, could things be ANY WORSE?!" I shouldn't have said that. Yesterday we found out that the back pain that has been bothering my husband for the past few weeks in actuality is caused by a tumor. His cancer is back. Fuck.