I obviously suck at blogging these days. I wish it were truly anonymous, giving me a great place to just dump life and be done with it. Since March, what has happened? My sister has beat breast cancer. Man, I'm so glad to be able to say that. It was some rough moments, but she's amazing and really did well. Her short hair as it comes back in is so cute. She's been through reconstruction surgery and truly is doing so well.
I had my own cancer scare that was thankfully negative. my gynecologist did an ultrasound and uterine biopsy - the ultrasound gave her concern that I had ovarian cancer. Once you mention cancer, life moves at warp speed. I met with an oncologist and he squeezed me in for a full hysterectomy just before I left for his 30th anniversary in Portugal. He was 95% sure it wasn't cancer, but he wasn't prepared for the mess I was rocking in my abdomen. So surgery was extended 4x longer than anticipated. One little fact that was interesting - my uterus was 6x larger than normal. So that created the need for a 5-6" gash from my belly button up. That sucker has been a doozy, infection, not responding to antibiotics - just too much fun.
As I'm home healing with the second round of antibiotics, I decided to call in someone to look under the house to see why my floor were spongy. Weeelllllllll, that took a quick turn for the worse and now I terrified of walking in my kitchen and utility room. The wood is eat up with termites and moisture rot. We are talking multiple thousands to repair it because they have to rip out my floors and go in from the top. My house is too low to the ground. Oh my gosh, when the guy walked in and said - not being facetious but how attached are you to this house?? Well, I knew then I was in trouble. Just pray that I can find a way to keep this up around me while I look for another job that may offer me a little more stability. Because the one I have is laying off people at a rapid rate in my department. Terrifies me for taking on a new payment and then losing my job.
Can we say a wee bit of stress? It makes me so sad, I just want to live a quiet but nice life and do my job (and do it well!), and just have a safe and secure place to come home to and relax. That is not currently what I have. I'm worried about being let go from my job. I'm worried my house is going to literally fall in while I'm trying to wash clothes. And I'm worried about this nice gash dissecting my gut. Sigh. Not loving it at all. 10 out of 10 DO NOT RECOMMEND. :)
I do wonder what I can do for a secondary income to help ease through this and pay off some bills faster or invest in hopes I have backup income through what I fear will be a difficult journey ahead. Any suggestions?
