I was doing fairly well, transferring my writing from our family's Go FundMe page into blog entries. I can't explain what happened.i kept finding out more and more doctors news and I just pushed it back to type another day, always upset by their messages from a lab result, test, or bad office visit. Some days I took my extra "spoons" and used them to physically push my body and work on my muscles. Not having control over my size has been one of the toughest things I've ever gone through.ive never experienced being the size I currently am. I am having a hate everything about it, can't look in the mirror and I'll break your phone if you take my picture size. I never in my wildest dreams would I have thought that my appearance would be an issue, never worried about it before I got sick. It's really making me feel more in touch with other people that I didn't notice certain things before, such as surching for a swimsuit that isn't a size smal or double 00.
Okay okay off the weight and on to the illness
How about I tell you about one ailment and it has to be a positive one, then when my brain isn't fuzzy I'll get everyone caught up on the bad and ugly!
The tumors on my pituitary gland in my brain are starting to shrink!!!! The medicine is working so that will meen no need for that surgery!!!