Surviving Soberly

November 23, 2016 Dear McKenna, Yes, we're on your 16 th annual Thanksgiving letter. There are many things I'm thankful for this year and you are at the top of my list. I made a gratitude list in my head yesterday and, of course, I couldn't help but think of you as I do every day. When people find out about my adoption choice, they always ask questions, which to me are silly, but I guess to them are not. Things like: Do I love you? Do I think about you? And, you know the answers to both of these questions is “Absolutely.” It's been a good year. You are my inspiration, my muse, my heart. I love your sense of humor, what makes you you, everything about you. Most of all I love that you have had such a great life and you have a wonderful life ahead of you. I'm so glad that Vicki and Larry are raising you. It has always comforted me. I always love hearing about the things you are doing, funny thing

Didn't Mean to Say That: Client - “I left the TUBA in the fridge. Didn't know if you still wanted it. Pet sitter had left some tuna in fridge from an overnight visit. Pet sitter racking her brain - TUBA, TUBA, TUBA. What TUBA? Wouldn't I see a tuba? And why would there be a tuba there? Finally, it clicked. TUNA! She meant to say TUNA! Story 2: Told my boss my time sheet seemed low on the pay. She adjusted it and texted me. “Now you should be comfortable with your PAIN!” ? I texted back, “You wrote “the above.” I think you meant to say PAY :) She texts back, LMAO. Sometimes my voice texts makes some interesting choices!  

Remember my friend from college whose teenage daughter was in a bad wreck from texting and driving a month ago? Well, she got out of the hospital. They sent her home with a wheelchair and a walker and she'll be going through physical therapy. My friend wanted me to spread the word via a pic of the car and get the message out about not texting and driving. The police said her daughter was lucky to be alive.

Had to get a biopsy the other day and ultrasound and none of my family has called me. I feel so alone. The biopsy was unexpected. They did it while I was in there for the ultrasound. I got emotional when I got in the car and was driving to my errands. I had no one to hold my hand, no one to take me to lunch and make me feel better. I'll have the results on the 16th. My boyfriend died of cancer in 2005. I've lost several friends and family members to cancer and my oldest sister is a cancer survivor. I hope my insurance will pay for the ultrasound and the biopsy. I doubt they'll pay for anything else. I've always said if I got cancer I'd be screwed because of my insurance. Plus I'm not that strong.