Well it's been a while since I wrote last wrote on my blog, and a lot of things have changed. As some of you may know, I am no longer with Gary. I did not see this coming, last we talked which was on September 21st, everything was OK or so I thought. There was nothing out of the ordinary, and we ended our conversation as normal. I'm used to going a week sometimes and a couple of days without hearing from him, but this time it was different. I called him up on his birthday and received no response. He knew my last day of work was supposed to be on Oct. 1st, and I still heard nothing. Usually, he returns my calls - I thought I would at least hear from him on that Sunday (his birthday). As the next week progressed, I attempted to call him, text him, im him, and continued to leave voicemails, and got no response. I have asked him to return my calls or at least let me know why he is doing this. We always had an open relationship and I always told him to let me know if there were any problems or issues. I told him to always be upfront with me, to let me know if he wanted to break up or if he found someone else. Over the last four years I was true to him and dedicated to our relationship. Gary really hurt me and all I want to know now is why. I've been lucky in that my friends and family have been very supportive over the last few weeks. I will survive yet another failed relationship and pray the next man in my life is going to be there for me, and give me want I want in a relationship. I am a good woman and do not understand why this shit keeps happening to me. I do not cheat nor do I lie .. so what is wrong? I do not know if I will ever figure that out. I am holding on and trying to keep believing that there is someone out there for me.
I've had other issues going on in my personal life such as the fact that on October 1st I was gonna be a work for the last time, and it was my mom's 56th birthday and she was having surgery. I lucked out and was given an extension at work until October 31. That night I stayed at my mom's so she would have someone there after having surgery. I stayed with my mom for the next week and a half to help her stay down and to recover from her surgery. On October 3 my mother had a back procedure done where they injected her lower back with medication to help with her arthritis. I am glad to say that my mom is doing very well and recovering well. I owe a lot to my sister; Christine, she has been able to be there for me and mom. I am not sure how I would have made it through the last few weeks without her.
Last weekend, mom and I went out shopping and just to spend some time together away from the house. I insisted that we take moms wheelchair to make it easier on her. We had a great day. I spent the last night (Saturday) with mom and then was going out to my dads on Sunday, to spend sometime with my family up in Gloucester. When I woke up Sunday morning at Mom's I felt fine. Then as I was preparing to leave, my lower back started to hurt, but I did not think it was that bad and went on with my day. I made a stop at a friend's house on the way to Dad's and helped a good friend of mine to resolve some computer issues and I noticed my back was getting even more sore. Later in the day I got up to Dad's and had a good time, but left earlier then planned due to my back hurting even worse. I got home and took some Motrin. The pain was getting worse and I was starting to have problems walking. That was it I had enough; and I called my Sister (Christine) to come take me to the hospital. I was taken right in and was put into a room. They were slow that night. In the end, they gave me a shot in the a** and gave me a Percocet and advised me to rest. They also gave me prescriptions for Tylenol with codeine for pain and Flexerall which is a muscle relaxer. I was given a note to be out of work the following day. My mom took me back to her house and she proceeded to take care of me. She took me in to work on Tuesday and I lasted a whole two hours, before asking her to come and get me. I could not sit in the office chair and concentrate on work. When she picked me up she went to the Drs. Office while I waited in the Jeep and got her Flu shot and a pneumonia shot, and she made an appointment for me to see our family physician. Later that afternoon, I went in to see a doctor (since our regular doctor left early I saw one of her associates). He said he did not think it was a fracture and could not say for sure how it happened but he wanted to get X-Rays on me. He also provided me with a note to be out of work for the rest of the week. After we left there - my mom even in her shape and condition (remember she had surgery only 1.5 weeks prior) took my to the imaging center and I had about 4 X-rays done. Then we went home to Moms house where I slept the next few days, due to my medications. The doctors office called me and let me know there was no fracture but they did detect some early osteoarthritis in my lower back. Oh the joy! Well by Friday I was feeling better and went in to work and made it the whole day. My back is still sore but nothing even close to what it was on Sunday. Today is my first day home in 2.5 weeks. I am enjoying resting on my own in my own house. It is funny I took care of mom for a week and a half and then she turned around and took care of me!
Well that is the last few weeks in a nutshell. I know the next few weeks will be better. Again sorry everyone for being so distant but it has been crazy in my life.