Well I am sitting here indulging my self in a pitty party freefor all.

(Honey nut Cheerios and Pop tarts)
My pastor called me this am and let me know that for my own good I will not be comming back to work part time. I have to wait untill all the medical stuff is done. It could be months....

this is a work comp claim so he has to go by the rules. I'm going crazy though.... Some one else is sitting in my chair at my desk.... Whaaaa Whaaaa (taking another swig of suger milk)

This is so not fair.... (now reaching hand into box of cheerio's) Plus WC only pays 2/3 of my salery. So not only am I poor and under house arrest I'm not having fun anymore. But I got a great sugar buzz (excuse me while I run to fridge to take another shot of insulin)
Please pray for my sanity and the strength not to drown all my sorrows in sugar..
Be Blessed