Uhhh.....my life.
It's been going.

I'm 27 now as of sep. 28th. yaay. anyway.
Disability gave me an appointment on the 29th with their doctor to evaluate me. That seemed to go well. We'll see the results.
The week before I fell down my stairs to the deck and that was painful. Gotta remember to bring my cane everywhere.
I donated plasma a few times to try to pay the bills but I'm terrified to go back. My last visit was terrifying. The nurse I got had the motto of "we stick you once but can wiggle it around as much as we want." And she did. With gusto! She punctured both sides of the vein on the first thrust in then just kept wiggling it back and fourth in the muscle. She'd pop back into the vein on occasion, get a spurt of blood, then wiggle it out of the vein and into the muscle again. When I started making comments about the pain her reply was a curt, "this isn't for everyone you know." and she left with me on the slowest setting (she had finally gotten into the vein at the point.) An hour and forty minutes later the machine stops again. The previous nurse does her best to avoid me and not make eye contact. Another nurse, a pleasant pregnant woman, comes up to me to see what the trouble is. "She wiggles!" shouted the previous nurse to my current one. (If you wiggle a needle in my muscle and tear my vein apart with it, yes, I will start to wiggle.) The pregnant woman tried to adjust the needle once, twic-yeah lets get this out of you and try the other. The other arm was a one stick and done. She was awesome.
It took 4 days for the arm that got stuck once to heal. It took two and a half weeks for the bruise to go away from the arm the needle was wiggled in. Then the site was tender for another half week after that. I know I should go back but I just can't convince myself the $35 each time is worth it.
Right now my focus is on paying bills.
And convincing myself that things will get better.