The weekend started with saying goodbye to Dexter, our four legged family member of 13 years. He passed peacefully in the lap of his one and only boy, my son.
The day after I spent 12 hours on a couch on my porch, covered in pastry crumbs and snot. It was the day before my 42nd birthday, and the first birthday since my mother passed away. Try as I might, I could not get off that couch or out of my PJ's. Loosing Dexter and facing my birthday without my mom brought up so many emotions.
My friends stopped by, bringing me treats for my birthday in an effort to cheer me up. Though I appreciated the gesture I reminded them that my temporary depression would pass, but diabetes was forever, so enough with the baked goods.
After a good night's sleep, thanks to unisom, which I'm careful not to abuse. My friend James and I have vowed to go to unisom rehab together if our unisom use ever gets out of hand.
When my birthday morning arrived I felt like a new person. I had a fabulous tear free birthday filled with calls, texts and facebook birthday wishes.
This weekend was a very tough one. Though, I was reminded that I have some pretty fabulous, caring people in my life. From friends to family, I'm truly blessed and thankful that these people continue to put up with me.
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Love ya!!!!
Love ya!!!!!
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