Saturday, January 15, 2011

Do. There is no try.

We have 5 days of dialysis fluid left. We haven't had this months delivery because it hasn't been paid for. Sometimes it's uncomfortable following up on a payment when you aren't making the payment yourself. You can't make dialysis bags stretch like you can money.

Nothing from Immigration. Larry's hinted about moving to Mexico or even India if it all turns sour. I don't like to think that far ahead and it depresses me to think we may have to pack up and start all over, again. Two democracies dictating our lives.

No dice on the cataract surgery yet either.

It all blends perfectly if it happens the way we want it to.
Cataracts = eye sight. Eye sight = work. Work = income. Income = being self sustaining.

It seems that even a triple dose of the force won't get us out of this one.

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