Doing pretty good!

Wow, I have just been thinking about how my doctor's appointment went... I thought for sure I was going to go in, but then I get there and I feel great! Why does this happen, I wondered? When I got through with my PFTs, I thought I did okay, but how do you really know if you do good until you get the results?

Some days that I thought I felt great and healthy (so to speak) I ended up in the hospital, while other days I know I felt like poo-poo (and probably looked like it too) that the doc couldn't stop talking about how much improved I was. It is always an unpredictable adventure when I go to the doctor. The only time I for sure knew I was going in the hospital was when I asked to go to the doctor. That is kind of what I want to talk about today...

Missing my best friend...

I have actually not had a terribly bad week this week. Surprising I know! I did go to the eye doctor and told him about many headaches I have been having, and I learned that my vision was 20/200. He said that is about ten times worse than the average person. Yikes. I also found out that my nephew can make me cry! I was talking to him on the phone and he said, "Sissy, I want to be with you". He lives in another state, so I told him, "Bubba you have to have money to come see me". I heard him rustling around and then I heard my sister say," Brexton! Get out of my purse!" Turns out, he got into Linsy's wallet and got a twenty dollar bill and then told me, "I have money now, Sissy. I want to be where you are please!" I tried to explain to him why he couldn't and he just kept saying," But I love you Sissy. I want you, Sissy. Please please please let me see you Sissy. Please?" He started crying because my sister took the phone because he was going to keep talking until the battery died. It took all I had to tell him bye and that I would see him sometime soon. I heard him whining in the background when I was telling Linsy bye. He said, "Mama, I'm never going to see Sissy again." It tore my heart to pieces! I wanted to drive to Texas just to give him a hug! I miss that little boy when he isn't around me. Him and my niece, who just now is saying Sissy, are two things that keep me motivated. I don't know what I ever did without them! They have my heart! I hope that I will see them soon! I miss them terribly!