It’s been a while since I made a post in my own journal aside from Spam-a-Lot. I’ve been enjoying my break. I got so involved in this game Oblivion. It’s amazing! So many things to do, so many gamerpoints. It’s a good distraction.
Tommy is now in therapy at the insistence of the school and I fully agreed it could only benefit him. The therapist is a guy and he’s very nice. He doesn’t take Tommy’s crap either which is good. He says Tommy’s outbursts of anger are because he worries too much. Wonder who he got that from? *innocent* So we have to work on him finding an outlet for his worry so he won’t feel so angry all the time.
He did tell the therapist (his name is Steve btw) that his biggest concern is me dying. I know I have mentioned a time or two but never in front of him. He cries whenever I try to talk to him about it so I try not to. Though maybe I should just so he can get it all out. Poor kid thinking his mother is going to die. The major threat of my death is long past since the new meds. My health is slowly getting better by each day. I may never be the old me but I won’t be in the hospital all the time anymore.
So with that all out of the way, he doesn’t go back for three more weeks while we work on trying to alleviate some of this worry he has. Monday is the key day.
And I found out I can go to college for free through the Crohn’s Colitis Foundation. I have it so severe that they’ll give me a scholarship for college studies. So, I’m going to go for IT. It’s there I might as well take advantage of it.
Well, that’s it except for my own worries. These are legitimate though. Cupcake has been coughing something horrible lately and I know its his asthma. I hope he goes to the doctor’s soon so maybe they could put him on some kind of medicinal regimen. It’s such a dry cough too. Doesn’t sound good. I worry because I love him so much.
Okay, that’s it for now, going to bed.