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The Road Before & After Surgery
January 16, 2017
FEAR... Is NOT An Option.
Mood:  sharp
Now Playing: Day 2569-Next GP Chapter... Turning Lemons Into Lemonade :)

 

Well... at least there was something to celebrate today. Especially when there isn't much, if anything, to celebrate anymore.

Happy kitty birthday to our beloved Beary~3 years young!

It's mind blowing, just how much life has changed in a mere 3 months. I feel absolutely all over the place! I have no clue what day we are on anymore, whether alone, what month we are on?. I can't tell you the last time, I really was able to sit down, relax and watch television. We really see no point in having any sort of digital or satellite service, when we are far too busy spinning ourselves in circles.

It's a tough reality when home isn't even home. We are in total limbo. I am beyond depressed and overwhelming stressed.

We still have yet to find any temporary rental in order to catch a break from this nightmare. For starters, the prices of rental homes are beyond ridiculous! You could take out a $250,000 mortgage for the price of what a rental home costs you in this day and age. Add all utilities onto the actual rental price, deposits, pet deposits and additional per pet monthly fees. It's absolutely nuts! We certainly did not ask for this entire mess, but then again, we really don't have much of a choice right now. Last week was a rude awakening on how frightening this house, that is ready to crumble, can really be when a huge storm system is right on top of you. The sounds coming from the foundation are no better. Especially at night.

All around... Staying here isn't working. If we stay much longer, we are all going to end up dead, under a collapsed house. Sounds scary, because it is! We saw photos from the engineers on homes, just like ours, that have collapsed. It's down right frightening! Something has to give, because I refuse to die as a result from staying inside a home that is crumbling, sinking, shifting and twisting on a very unsafe, unstable foundation.

Thank goodness! for friends like my dear Kev! He has been joining us on our quest to figure out the easier, safest and quickest way possible to vacate this lemonade home. It hasn't been easy, but we are down to a plan that could possibly work. It isn't a typical plan by any means, but neither is buying a home on fictitious lies by the sellers, agent, broker and others involved on a fraudulent disclosure and hidden nightmare. Our next step could possibly involve living in the great outdoors, which in all reality, is definitely my cup of tea! Peace, quiet and a place to actually give my body time to heal from radiation and other experimental oncology treatments, is what we are aiming for and FAST! There has been absolutely ZERO peace, quiet and rest since beginning, during and after oncology treatments. If it wasn't a group of folks constantly creating stress, then we buy a home from a bunch of liars, fibbers, whatever you want to call it. My body has gotten absolutely no proper time to heal. It's no wonder, I am finding myself quickly getting physically worse, not better.

There is a light somewhere at the end of the tunnel and I plan on doing what it takes to find it! I refuse to have a home literally kill our entire little family. Sometimes, extreme situations in life, call for extreme measures.Trust me by saying, you haven't seen nothing yet!

Those who had a hand in causing our little family such a nightmare and think it's OK? I am here to say, it most certainly is NOT OK. I'm not dead yet. Medically, I have continued beating the odds. Lately, it hasn't been looking very good nor in my favor, but I am still here. I am still alive. I will continue to fight in order to live to see another day. If it means taking extreme measures in order to have some sort of safe roof over our head? Then so be it.

I have no fear in life. Not anymore. Extreme oncology treatments change a person. You realize that fear is when you stare at a huge radiation machine and hold your breath as you get radiated 3-6 rounds per session. Fear is when you have to come to terms of complication after complication, infection after infection, growing tumors that continue growing. THAT my friends is FEAR. If you can get past that fear, everything else means nothing. It's minor. We are at the crossroads of a very tricky situation. This is the week when we place all of our cards out on the table and hope we make the best decision possible. The best decision out of the worst hand possible.

There is no time for fear. It's time to take a leap. A GREAT leap of FAITH with a whole LOT of PRAYING!

 


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Updated: January 17, 2017 11:00 PM EST
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