Just sitting here trying to decide if I want to work on my knitting or play with clay, when it hit me. It is around this time in 2006 when my life was turned upside down. I received the phone call telling me "is not what we had hoped." And I am. Four years later. Surprise. And thanks to anyone who makes those decisions. Thanks to an exceptional group of doctors. Even you, Eeyore.
My hair grown just after my shoulders. It is still not my hair, but I worked a deal with it. My eyelashes are just bizarre. I am numb my left side. I am taking drugs, like Eeyore tells me. Many side effects for them, but none of them are just as bad as being dead. Or at least I would think.
I see Eeyore every six months, have an annual mammogram and go on my merry way. Much like Glinda in wicked, I changed for the better (if you have not seen malicious, it is outstanding!). Cancer made me a better and stronger person. Strange how works of life, no?
As for a general update of life: a child in Auburn, on his way. Third child starts secondary regardless of whether or not he wants to next year. Lily dog is good, she really wants to stop his toilet because I am not very good at it. I had to buy its jerseys after my last attempt. MOM was just his second knee, my parents are. Dad is Dad. Brother is fine. Nephews, end - they will return to school next year.
Recent entertainment: allegedly Bugbert. Sigh. He has more than 80,000 miles on it and its transmission is confused. The dealer told me that he needs a new transmission. I really don't like that, because transmission is $ 6,800. The blue book on Bugbert is $ 6,800. EH? And nobody can work above except for the Distributor. Law. In any event, we discovered that I can lead to thingie Boxster, no problem. Or there would be any problems if I had any how to pass the gears. This isn't like the lawn mower. We suspect there is something electronics go wrong. Then I searched internet and found a manual repair for my baby. The husband thinks it can solve the problem. Transmission is completely closed, really strange. Transmission fluid can not be verified. I've always had maintenance to VW, I confess that I know nothing about the engine. There are many others in the same situation, I wrote VW USA and begged to Bugbert assistance. They gave me money to another VW. Why is that I would wish that? My car is paid for. I don't want another payment car, I do not want another car, I want my car fixed! How is - for whining?
In the meantime, the window has developed an attitude. When you close the door, he likes to 2 inches horizontally. Good news is that you can resolve it by rolling window down and rolling back. You see, I refuse to let Bugbert die. I think they are trying to communicate with me, but I am just not to listen. I am certain, dear reader, you'll find that hard to believe. Windshield tries to commit suicide by running in a rock. It was too right, because the crack is on the right, and I can simply ignore it. A windshield is $ 400. OH, and mentioned that he requires his maintenance of 80,000 miles? And it is $ 1,800? Don't do that for either. If it would behave, I performed maintenance. I give him a car wash Supreme just the other day, and his conduct did not improve one iota. In fact, it is time began its ICT window. And I have no more satellite radio that I ripped the thread out of the trunk. It was an accident, I swear. So.Je assumes Bugbert, VW and I are at an impasse.
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