I have visitors. My brother and my sister in law and their two kids. One is 3.5 years old and one is 9 months old. The kids are good. And I love my brother and his wife. But just with more than my dad and mom here and I feel really uncomfortable.
I am so tired of this disease taking everything I love and making it crappy. It’s not fair. I’m normally ok about it, but it’s hitting me today. I actually have tears in my eyes.
So I’m laying in bed but still feels weird. I got paranoid yesterday. So I’m not quite right.