I'm sorry too that I haven't gotten back on the board until now. My problems seem so insignificant compared to others here that I'm almost embarrassed. I've had a hectic time the last few days with my GS who had to stay out of school with ringworm. I'd never seen it before and had no idea what he had until the nurse sent him home from school with a note. I thought he had a mosquito bite. It's no big deal, just a fungal infection. Why they call it ringworm is beyond me....just the shape, I guess.
Although I'm not nearly as limited as some of you are I'm on high dose long acting morphine because of my extreme pain issues and mobility with both hips and it's challenging trying to keep up with a hyperactive 4 year old.
Musiclovinglife, you have lived what was a dream for me as a younger woman. I'm in my 50's now but always used to dream of singing. I sang in high school choir and my husband used to play in a local band, but I never got anywhere.
I'm no longer married, but I see my ex often. We got divorced this year.....stress over trying to care for my DD's 2 kids did us in. I had her infant grandson until February, when I got so ill that I couldn't care for him (he was 7 months old then). He's now in another foster home but we get to see him regularly for sibling visits, at least as long as both boys are under DCFS control.
It was a heartbreaking thing. My ex felt so guilty that I had to relinquish my baby grandson and blamed himself. He couldn't take the stress of the kids plus the badgering my DD hit us with, trying to make us the bad guys. He still comes to visit, and I hope that maybe someday if this DCFS case ever ends that he may come back to me, but he's not in the best health either.
Sorry I'm writing such a book, but you all don't know me and I'm trying to catch up. My ex has severe COPD and had late onset schizophrenia in his 30's so his struggle has been hard, too. Luckily his schizophrenia is totally controlled (well, almost) with meds. He's not violent, but very suggestible and vulnerable. Stress is anathema for him. Now he has a cataract in one eye, probably from the meds he's on. The COPD is from years of smoking. We're from the era when smoking was still cool, to some extent. Now he's paying for it. The funny thing is, my lungs aren't in the best shape either, because of my lupus. I have a healed granuloma that at one time appeared life threatening. It was lupus though, not cancer.
Well, that's enough of a mini novel for now.I'll try to post in smaller increments in the future!!