This breaks my heart and continues to be hard to read, but I’m glad the Wayback Machine stored it…
This is the only blog post my son’s father wrote.
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Posts Tagged ‘life’
I do have to say, I miss Claire Wineland.
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I’m supposed to be deciding what Christmas presents I want for myself, but I have not made headway there.
This is another beautiful piece I want to have done.
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My oldest son’s father loved the stars, so this would be something he would love to be a part of.
I just know it.
I’ve been looking at jewelry over the months to see if anything else needs to be made or should be made.
A slightly longer post encapsulating things, I guess.
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Good news: I am completely at baseline, am making steady progress bridging my oldest son into adulthood although he will continue to need lifelong assistance, and am waiting until Thanksgiving holiday and the following weekend are… done with before I call my primary care physician about possibly, probably needing to be put on Plavix (aspirin is a no-go for me for a number of reasons and has been untenable for years), and touching base with a neurologist about my epilepsy rather than having him handle it as admirably as he has handled it in the past. I don’t mind this as long as I don’t get the most recent neurologist I had before I switched migraine care to the local pain management clinic, because all she did was throw triptans at me telling me that I would “have to get used to the (migraine) pain” when triptans are contraindicated in people with cardiovascular issues and this was something that she did not even bother attempting to look at or confirm, come to find out that triptans were causing significant problems in me unrelated to my migraines and that I shouldn’t ever have been put on them in the first place. But no, it was triptan after triptan from her, and I’m glad not to have been in her care for as many years now as I… haven’t. I’d really like that to continue.
That’s all I can think of to update this with right now so I suppose I’ll update with more when I think of more!
I found the necklace that I gave my oldest son!
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My seizure activity was addressed, and I am back to baseline. This makes me incredibly happy.
This needs a post all by itself, so I’ll make one.
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My oldest son’s father has been dead for a year as of November 20th.
That’s it. That’s the whole post. That’s everything that I wanted to come here and say today.
This should never have happened. For those of you who don’t already know this, he was killed by a drunk and high driver while he was on his way home from work. we are fortunate in the aspect that he did not have time to suffer. He was transported directly to the morgue awaiting an autopsy while news agencies ran with the bullshit idea that “this could have been purposeful” (we already know from the autopsy that had to be performed that it was not). Family began discovering this at varying times since he had been out of touch with all of them owing to the fact that they cut him out of their lives for completely justifiable reasons, to include myself. At any rate, I continue to work with MADD (Mothers Against Drunk Driving), and they are willing to show up in court and advocate for me and our son so that I do not have to keep commuting out of state to do this. I am waiting to hear back on the status of the case from my advocate.