Suck it up! We, myself and Dave, are just not the kind of people who sail through life on a gentle wind. And there are those people out there who do...we know several personally. But, it ain't us. If the phone rings or a registered letter comes, odds are its bad news. The kind of bad news that likes to chew you up and spit you out in the dust. But, to tell you the truth, we are used to it, like tsetse flies in a lab, we have adapted relatively quickly to survive the rigors of our environment. Does it mean we never get frustrated or angry or just fed up. NOPE! Happens quite frequently really. But, do we give up? NEVER! Doesn't matter how tired we are, how discouraged, we don't have the luxury of wallowing. So, we suck it up. This is our life. It almost seems as if we have had fate try to balance us out. We have an extraordinarily good marriage, so the scales of justice must be in balance. Lady Justice is reviewing how high the one end of the scale is and throws on the challenges of dealing with special needs kids, some health issues, a whole lot of financial struggle, and a burst pipe for good measure, just to make sure things are fair! Personally I think she has her finger on the scale. But, no matter what, fair or not, just or not...this is our life. So, we deal. Maybe we whine a little too much for some, but I fear if we didn't whine some, we'd burst. So, I guess that is the burden our friends must bear. Not too much to ask I hope, as we tend to be damn fine friends. What we do find though, is that it doesn't...
I Get By With a Little Help From My Friends Sometimes it pays to have a lazy day. It gives one a chance to ruminate a while...chew on things that have been sticking in your melon for a while. Today was one of those days. I realize that I am a blessed woman in so many ways, but one of the things I am most blessed with is friends. So many I don't think I could count them all. And these friends have helped me immeasurably over the years in almost every aspect of my life. I have bloodhound friends, who took this neophyte under their wings, showed ,me the right way to do things, and what needed to be done. Held my hand when things went bad, cheered enthusiastically when things went well, and put up with me in my invalid body trying to get by in a very mobile-driven "hobby" for lack of a better word. And when they found out about the drastic changes I was about to take on in my life and body, they were so supportive! Many people don't understand why we "do dogs", especially since it can be costly, but people need to realize that the dogs are Dave and my break from the stresses of everyday life. We go to shows as a couple, not Mom and Dad, we act like grown ups, we talk about things other than the struggles we have in a family with special needs kids, and we unwind, if only for a day or two. I think it's what keeps us sane sometimes. Our friends in this part of our world help us do that, and for that I am indebted to them. I have "bariatric friends", all over North America. I turned to them in the beginning when I was exploring options and didn't know if...

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