Showing posts with label unacceptable quality of life. Show all posts
Showing posts with label unacceptable quality of life. Show all posts

Wednesday, November 19, 2014

do I have cancer?

so I was told that the next step in finding out whether or not I have cancer is to have the biopsy of both breasts however my friend Margie pointed out to me that there are sometimes serious side effects and who having a biopsy. Given how low my quality of life already is and give him that I love my breasts exactly the way they are I have decided that I am going to forgo having two biopsies.

As it is I've been sick for almost 20 years since seriously so with no health aide and no support virtually no support of any kind not even anyone that would go pick up a prescription for me if I was too sick to get it.

That being said about the lack of support why risk getting even sicker with no support? I don't know how many weeks or months it'll be where I will be symptom-free if I do indeed have cancer but you can imagine as someone who is made six suicide attempts already well... I will keep you informed

Thursday, October 17, 2013

"Few can relate"

I really don't know anyone who can relate to these very dismal life conditions.  Just seems to get worse with every passing hour.  Case in point, I just got an overdraft notice which means I have 12 dollars to last 14 days.

There is so little joy that I don't even really see much point in leaving the house.  (but I do anyway)

Tuesday, March 5, 2013

"Dangerous to leave house for an evening"

I told my landlord that this is very serious sh#$.  I am turning the oven off every single evening because my room mate is not.  I check the kitchen every 1/2 hour or so in evenings. Turning off faucts left running and unattended; and turning down the heat on the unattended stove with a pot of food that is unnecessarily left on high (gas) with a cardboard box lying on the stove next to the unattended fire! (while she is hanging out in her bedroom!)

I told landlord that i am the reason that the 6 of us tenants are still alive.  Needless to say with this and hundreds of other things that have turned me into a caregiver, i'm lucky to sleep a few minutes a night.  Of course you know i had plenty of things robbing me of sleep even before she moved in, now that's a given.

The appropriate authorities are processing my complaint, request and concer about an inappropriate roommate placement (to say the least/but the stress of knowing i'm in this kind of danger in the meantime is unreal.