I wish I could ever just stay well. I can’t win for losing. One month ago I had a stroke and now I’m in Centennial Medical Center. I’ve been here one week as of writing this. I’ve been trying to get help for my stomach problems. I really miss my husband and my cats. I also miss all of my newspaper customers.
I’m not sure when I will get home. They want me to go to a rehab place to help my legs get stronger from when I broke my leg a few years ago. I just wish I was not sick all the time.
Why does bad stuff have to happen to us? This year has not been great. Last winter, my COPD was acting up. In February my Daddy passed away. In March, my husband had a heart attack. And now all this health stuff with me. I just pray for better days. I hope something good would happen for a change. I don’t know how much more I can take. God help us.
I miss everyone. I miss my husband and the cats. I need some kind of better luck. I just don’t understand. I want better days. I wish I could say hi to everyone, but all I can do is pray for better days. I miss my husband and my cats. God help us. I miss selling papers. I hope people can continue to pray for better and happier days. I know my husband misses me. I know a lot of people miss me. Everyone at The Contributor, may God bless everyone there and may God bless all of my customers.