No Time in Friends With the Benedicts

I don’t really have time to write this, but here I am. I am over at my Mom’s doing her litter boxes. She has even more cats than me, and like ummm… 5 litter boxes? Maybe 6. So it takes a while. I just wanted to say I am very depressed right now. Every day that I wake up with this same pain in my back/lower stomach makes me worried/depressed and wanna cry and I just can’t seem to get away from it. I know I need to see someone but I never get around to making any sort of appointment. I go to my GP on Friday but she can’t do anything about it. I was supposed to have that surgery on my cervix like a year ago but needed all of the city to sign off on it it seemed, and it just never happened. First it was because Laura needed her teeth done so I knew she wouldn’t be in any shape to take care of me after, and then my Mom found out she had cancer. It has been put on the back burner since then. Now I am just living with this back pain that is disrupting my life something fierce, and I dunno what to do. What do I do???? If and when I do go back to the same gyno that was gonna do the surgery, I will just have a pap and it will be like I am starting all over. I have new insurance (thanks for doing that to someone with brain damage, jerks.) and so they will have to do everything all over again. Who knows how long it will take. I just wanna crawl in a hole and die.

Steph