OloriO
Sad, depressed, lost and hopeless.
Dec 28, 2009
In three months it will be TWO years since I started this journey...doing doctor visits, nutrional counseling, sleep studies, pulmo and cardio checks.. ( you know the routine) and I still feel NO closer to having a surgery date set.
On top of that my husband shows NO support what so ever in this that means so much to me...doesnt want to take me to the city for my support groups...doesnt want anything to do with the dr apointments...doesnt want to pay ANYTHING out of pocket...even though it means life or death for me...
I know that if I do nothing, I will not see my baby's babbies...My two year old beautiful baby girl deserves a mother that can play with her...she also deserves a mother on her wedding day...and when she brings her babbies into this world...
I keep telling myself that I deserve this as well..I deserve to be able to move with out hurting, not feel ashamed when I look in the mirror, not feel like a complete outcast when little kids at target look at me like im an evil troll, afraid to look at me and yet unable to stop....
will this every happen?
Guess its time to stop whining about it...and go to bed...nothing can be at 3 am...
Nighty nighty
from the fat girls desk...
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On top of that my husband shows NO support what so ever in this that means so much to me...doesnt want to take me to the city for my support groups...doesnt want anything to do with the dr apointments...doesnt want to pay ANYTHING out of pocket...even though it means life or death for me...
I know that if I do nothing, I will not see my baby's babbies...My two year old beautiful baby girl deserves a mother that can play with her...she also deserves a mother on her wedding day...and when she brings her babbies into this world...
I keep telling myself that I deserve this as well..I deserve to be able to move with out hurting, not feel ashamed when I look in the mirror, not feel like a complete outcast when little kids at target look at me like im an evil troll, afraid to look at me and yet unable to stop....
will this every happen?
Guess its time to stop whining about it...and go to bed...nothing can be at 3 am...
Nighty nighty
from the fat girls desk...
