So I've now passed 4 stones in 2 days.
Two yesterday and two today.
They were small - but is anything really "small" when it comes out of your....er....when a solid object comes out of "there"!?!
I was approved through the Department Of Welfare in their Home Heating Program, and some money is supposed to be deposited into my PECO account to help with my electricity bill; so that's some good news.
The weather today was horrible, raining last night into this morning (my arm hardly able to move when I woke up) and while it was sunny this afternoon it quickly turned wet and nasty again this evening. This type of weather plays havoc with my arm and abdomen (where my many many many surgeries have been over the last 5 years).
It would be nice to be able to actually go somewhere for a night or two, just to get away from this prison I've been in for nearly 10 years. The last "vacation" I had was in 1999, I have not been anywhere else since then and I'm going mental.
Wishing to get away and being able to (financially) are two completely different things (my father, who means well, keeps suggesting that I should go somewhere, but he refuses to understand that in order to do that you have to pay someone money to stay somewhere and eat food, not to mention more $$ for "fun" - I hear it's still out there somewhere).
Maybe one day, before the last of my pennies run out, I'll splurge and go to a nearby hotel for a night or two; it may not be far, but it will not be these four walls that comfort me (and which I hate at the same time).
I'm feeling more caged in that ever before...something's gotta give....
RobMac
