I lost my dear friend Emilee Ellis on March 4th at 8 am to mastatic breast cancer. She was 37. She was my next door neighbor, and I first met her when we moved here to Cedar Hills in June 2008. She was a tender, sweet woman. Even being as sick as she was, she reached out to the "new" girl and made me feel welcome. She leaves behind 3 beautiful boys and a loving husband. You can read all about her and her obituary at http://emilee-ellis.blogspot.com
My doctor refused to give me the radiologist report from an MRI I had done this week. I felt impressed to go and get a copy. Let's just say my doctor is an idiot. I have a lot of stuff going on in this darn foot of mine. I can't even put weight on it. I have paratendinitis, paratendinitis, an ankle joint effusion and a high grade partial recurrent tear to the achilles. The scar tissue is insane....I just keep thinking that things can only get better. I keep getting worse, and the depression from all this is getting deeper and deeper. Weight loss is like..low down on my list. I am just trying to get through my day without wanting to crawl into the fetal position from all the pain.
I have a picture collage of skinny/fat Christi on the back of my bathroom door with great thoughts and quotes to keep me going. I don't know if I can do this.
~Christi