Thanks for the offer of your meth's...you slay me every
time! Something so normal/common to be frustrated about would be different, though, I have noticed since mom's original diagnosis I have changed so much. I'd be a liar if I said I don't get frustrated daily-if you knew some of the people I deal with on a daily basis, you would appreciate my shortcomings. I no longer get upset waiting for the person ahead of me to go through the green light, I NEVER honk, who knows what is running through their mind? oh hell, I can go from totally chilled to psycho bitch in a nano second over certain conditions, usually involving my relationship with Ed...only been that way since the accident in january. For some reason he thinks it's fun to aggravate me. What the heck is wrong with him?
Mom said thank you and asked how you are? wants to know what's new?