I feel like the wicked witch of the west after she gets doused with the water. I want to just melt into a puddle of nothing.

We did finally get the medical coverage crap worked out and everythings covered (except some of the appointments that we paid out of pocket for already). But then yesterday a bigger more scary thing loomed on the horizon. I'm not going to go into details, but suffice it to say it's my own damn fault and I don't want anyone feeling sorry for me. And I don't want anyone to know just HOW big a loser I really am. So I'm not going to talk about it specifically. But I just feel stress coming out of my damn ears.

I still have to schedule Mason's dental surgery which entails some schedule juggling (juggling that I've already had to do for 2 months due to Scott's illness). I have to drive down there to fill out paperwork before they can even schedule it and I have had zero time to do that. But I have to get it scheduled.

All Scott's appointments are this week and if they don't find anything I just might go postal. There's GOT to be something wrong. I don't want anything major to show up, obviously, but at least some THING they can tell us to do or not to do to make him better.

We've got Christmas coming up with no money. That should be fun. Thing #1 is money related as well, and I'm probably going to have to borrow money from a family member. That makes me feel like a total crapsicle.

These aren't *big* things, but combined with the other things I'm dealing with I feel like taking off or disappearing or something.

Okay...reminding myself of my favorite saying...from the time of your birth 'till you ride in a hearse, things could always be worse...