Not only did my Nanny die this
weekend I also got a call from my doctor to let me know I am a positive carrier
for Cystic Fibrosis. I was freaking out about it because I had no idea where I inherited
from, my great aunt apparently died from Cystic Fibrosis at 15 so that explained
how I became a carrier. Fast forward to Monday, my DR called and cancelled my
cycle so we were pushed off for another month and won’t be doing treatments
this month. She wants DH to get tested first to make sure he isn’t also a
carrier. In retrospect this makes sense and I really don’t think good things
would have happened if I was on hormonal medication the week of my Nanny’s funeral,
but it is so damn depressing to have to keep waiting. And my bad luck doesn’t stop there oh no my
car also broke down yesterday, almost $400 to fix it and this is the week rent
is due so we won’t be able to get it fixed and have money to live off of. Thank
goodness for my husband’s truck otherwise I wouldn’t be getting to work.
So all
and all things haven’t started looking back up again, I really hope they do
soon cause I’m not sure how much more I can take.
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