It has been a shitty month.
It started out so nice, with BlackberryKid3’s wedding... but man..
the next weekend BlackberryBoy woke up on Saturday complaining about weirdness in his vision. From his description, I chalked it down to floaters and told him not to worry. By Tuesday, the day after Veterans Day he was beside himself, so we got him into our ophthalmologist, who took one look and hooked him up with a specialist that day.
specialist did an injection and scheduled him for surgery the next week.
Bbb has pretty severe diabetic retinopathy, with a bad bleed. He has been on restricted activity, no lifting, no bending, no driving (at first) has to sleep sitting upright.
the thing is his diabetes is very tightly controlled. His A1c has been at 6.4 for YEARS. Technically thats prediabetic. His Bp is tightly controlled too. We’re besides ourselves.
Then, we got news that my MIL is dying. She is 90, and until this month has been in amazing health. But she had what they thought was a stroke, but turned out to be a fast growing brain tumor. My SIL says they don’t expect her to live past Christmas. Bbb is having a real hard time with it because their relationship has been rocky at best. Me, I’m fine. She never liked me and treated our kids like shit and refused to come to our daughter’s funeral. She didn’t even tell her (or us) about a 50th anniversary celebration, and our daughter was going to college not 20 miles from them.
I can only bitch about this here. Thanks for listening