Uncomfortably numb.

After speaking with my doctor today (I love phone appointments) I now have three new medications. Flovent to replace the Qvar (which wasn't doing anything, really), a nasal spray to help clear my sinuses, and my own bottle of crazy pills, Lorazepam. These are supposed to help with anxiety. Since stress and anxiety can trigger crisis breathing, this is a good thing. Let's hope for some good results. I also have clear instructions on when I should head in to the ER if I'm having a really bad day with my breathing.

Feeling depressed because we're getting rid of Darby. The dealership actually sent us a "we want to buy it back!" notice. We can't make the payments anymore, and Halford only knows when and if I'll be able to drive again, but this was my truck. Losing it feels like a personal failure.

Also in the fail column, it's currently looking like we're not going to be able to make any of the conventions this summer. Not even Renovation. No money and my terrible health. We'll probably be making a final decision on this in the next couple of weeks, and then putting our memberships for Renovation up for sale. These same factors also mean we're skipping baseball games and all the other things we like to do.

How the fuck did this all go so wrong so fast?