I admit, I'm still in a bit of a pity party here. I just expected a better bounce back to normalcy than has happened. I'm still a sick puppy and it's just scaring me and depressing me. I guess I'm not a very good patient, these days. The acid reflux, the not eating, my anxiety and panic attacks are ruling my life with no relief in sight at the immediate moment.

I feel so alone and need a hero to guide me through and help me get straight. Pitiful, huh?

I'm working on it and thank you all for bearing with me. I love you all.