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I really am still alive...

What a wild freaking rollercoaster called Life do I ride! I'm almost done with EMT school, started back in August. Part of the reason little bloggie-do here has been ignored. Gotta keep up on that. I'll get better at it, I promise.
Neuro crap is still going round, but at least I have a doctor now that knows what she's doing? Mr. Roly Poly neuro just laughed everything off so I finally laughed HIM off and went somewhere else. Still don't know what's going to happen (do any of us, really?), just taking it one headache--err, day, at a time.
Had to admit Ry to a behaviorial health center last month. Didn't realize he was that depressed and suicidal. Yes, at 8 years old, it happens. 10 days and a new Rx later, he's a changed child. I'm not exactly thrilled about meds, but considering that he got BiPolar added to his Dx of Autism, whatever helps him to lead a more normal life, works for me.
Thanksgiving....well....it was hard. My pappaw died in July, and I knew this first year without him at the holidays was gonna be rough. Seeing all of us grandkids together with our babies, who'd never grow up with his quick smile and wit, and lots of love, just about did me in. I know he was watching over us, though. I felt him there with us. Saying grace was always his job, and it just wasn't the same this year... Christmas is gonna be worse, I can feel it.

Scams. Stupid freaking scams. Yeah I got caught up in one. Burnt for over $5k. At least the fool was stupid enough to put his real phone number on the FedEx containing the counterfeit money orders, so now I can bust him. Chances of getting money back are slim to none, but at least that'll be one more turd out of the gene pool, IF our "justice" system throws him away somewhere.

Oh, so much more I need to write, but gotta jet to ride the pretty box with the flashing lights and screaming sirens.

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