A year ago I had just gotten out of the hospital, and had just started outpatient. I remember that St. Patrick's Day 2010 was going to be my year mark for sobriety. That didn't happen. (Have had some very drunk moments since then). And I had just been diagnosed. Its been a year with my new diagnosis. Its been an interesting year. I've put on about 20 pounds since then, and I had weight to lose at THAT point. So I really need to get my ass in gear. I've never weighed this much. I plan on starting after we move. Overall, going to the hospital last year was helpful cause I finally found out what was wrong. This year has been better because of that. Reading back I realize I haven't seen Heather in over a year. Makes me sad. However, its been a year that I've known Sarah - our Anniversary so to speak - and I am really thankful to have her in my life.
I've managed to keep my job. Was having a problem with attendence because of everything that was going on, and that has resolved. Still have my great job, and people like me and trust me here. This is good. Have developed work relationships/friendships. Become good friends with Candace and Lauren. And enjoy everyone (except V) on nightshift. The money situation, despite losing the house, is better, Royce is working now, and there is a plan in progress. So all of that is better.
Was reading the post where I talked about the other nurses I work with. How for the most part they live really good lives because of the money they make, have nice things and are happy, and how my life was so different than theirs, despite having the same paycheck. I feel like with this new move, and the new structure, I will finally live that kind of life. I will finally be like them.
I hope in a year I can look back and see that I've done all that I want to do.
Monday, March 15, 2010
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