It’s been just over 2 months since I updated this blog. In point of fact, I had all but forgotten about it.  You see, a day or two after my last update in August, I came down with what looked like a simple flu. 

I think I was at a disadvantage because I was already very worn out with the soft tissue sarcoma scare that I had had with my Shortie a few weeks earlier. I was already tired and run down, so I just didn’t think much of the flu. It was the flu; whatever! I’d get better soon enough and I reasoned that I was lucky I hadn’t gotten sick in nearly a year. In typical mom style (especially single mom style, but it’s not a unique phenomenon to single mothers) I simply didn’t take care of myself. I kept trying to work, kept trying to stay on top of homeschooling, appointments for my shortie, my work, my housework, etc. Needless to say, that didn’t last very long. 

The last week of August and first week of September, Shortie’s dad came to visit from Boston. Shortie’s Dad is a good man, a good friend, a good person and desperately wants to be a good Dad to the Shortie, but he had just moved out on his own for the first time in his life last February, and basically – I’m just keeping it real here – mismanaged his finances the first six months on his own too much to afford his usual bi-monthly visit from Boston. So it was the first visit they’d had together since late January.  I was still sick as a dog; having Shortie’s Dad around helped on the one hand (I didn’t have to feel guilty for not being very good Shortie company) but it completely wore me out on the other.  Though he was not a demanding guest, I had to play hostess 24/7; I had to drive them around because Shortie’s Dad is from Boston where no one drives and it is not unusual to see a 30yo without a driver’s license; I had to cook three meals a day for three people instead of 2, because he’d come down with such low funds, etc. Basically, it was the last nail in the coffin for my health, so to speak.

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