Freedoms and Frustrations

Last week Connor and I made a trip into New Hampshire to secure him some wheels. He is now the proud owner of a 2017 Nissan Rouge.

He suffered a little buyers remorse (it always hurts when you take such a big hit to your wallet), but most of that dissipated once he was home and realized that the rather enormous weight of trying to keep all of our schedules aligned for the use of the Tacoma was now off of his shoulders. He can come and go as he sees fit to do without issue. The open road beckons him.

Willows news holds far more frustration. She has been experiencing what are now being referred to as "spells." They look like "seizures" to us but apparently they are not epileptic in nature. At least not according to the EEG results that the GP read. Yes. You heard that right. Her GP read the results. Not a neurologist. A general practitioner. Not an expert. Meanwhile, she is having these events daily if not multiple times per day. She is exhausted from it. Not being physically able to drive, leave the house or even make it down the stairs has left her depressed and on the verge of being suicidal once again. How can I blame her for that? Who would want to be stuck in a body that doesn't work? She started a job. She had every intention of working part time but they started scheduling her for 50 hours a week. Yes. 50. They are terribly short staffed. She has since insisted that she only work 4 hours a day. Despite the change there have been a few days in the last two weeks that she has had to call in. She doesn't want to be unreliable. This issue - whatever it is- is destroying her body and spirit. It still remains a possibility that it could be heart related. The monitor that she wore for a month was sent back but the results have not yet been received. We meet with her GP on Wednesday. What help will come from that has yet to be determined. Im not feeling optimistic that she will get any help there. I hope I am wrong.