Enough with the tests already...

I am getting a little sick of what I am considering tests of my sobriety. I get it. I am not going to drink. Drinking = bad for Krissy. Got it. Loud and clear. Enough with the tests already!

These last couple weeks have been trying.

To start, we all (except EL) got the tummy bug that seems to be going around. David started with it last Monday. He stayed home from school. He got better quickly. Then Friday Becca got it. She was throwing up every hour all night long. Saturday I started. Easter was spent lying on the couch moaning (me).

My sister is still kind-of a wreck, but we have stopped actively worrying about her since yesterday I got a call saying "It's time. Siti (my grandma) is dying. Get over there." So, I rushed over there, feeling like I was going to throw up, and we all stood over her waiting for her to die. She didn't die. I understand not wanting someone to be alone when they are dying - that I get, and I suppose that it is nice to be surrounded by your loved ones when you pass on, but man it makes you feel like a vulture sitting there staring at her. We went through this with my father in law (he didn't pass away until we all left the room. He was very stubborn), and more recently with my other grandmother. She was in the hospital dying for weeks. It was excruciating. So, anyway, Siti is still with us. She actually seemed better this morning my dad told me. So, I will pray for her and continue to visit.

Then, today, I got a phone call from David's doctor's office. He had a cat scan last week because he has been having headaches. They think they see some "fatty areas" on it and it wasn't a great picture, so they want him to go to a neurologist in Albany for a second opinion. I just googled fatty area on brain, and from what I can tell, that could be a tumor. Now I am terrified, even though they told me not to worry.

I can't deal with all of this. I start work next Monday (and am a bundle of nerves about that), I am still sick, and everything is coming apart. I know it will work out. It has to. My job will be understanding (I hope). EL has been at his job for a while now, and he can take some time off if he needs to to deal with this stuff. I have a list of things to do as long as my arm and all I want to do is sleep right now. I will rest today and hope I am no longer sick tomorrow and I can tackle my list.