Hey Guys,

So, I got a phone call, earlier, from my doctor's office, and the nurse told me that they got the results of my Blood Labs, from yesterday. It was a Fasting Test, so I didn't eat for 12 hours, and when my brother & sister-in-law came to take me to Mom's, to do some more cleaning out, of the house, I asked them, if they could take me to the lab, so I could get my tests done, that my PCP had ordered, for before I go and see the Cardiologist on March 19th. So, they dropped me off, and I was in and out, pretty quick, but I had to wait for them to come back and get me, because they had to go get their puppy, since she's too young to be left alone, at this point...

Anyway, so the results of my Blood Labs are high cholesterol and lipids, which is no surprise, considering my past numbers, and my family history, of high cholesterol. BUT, I have elevated Potassium, Calcium & CO2 levels in my blood, which IS indicative of a heart issue. My doctor wants me to follow through, with my appointment with the Cardiologist, on the 19th, and avoid Potassium-rich foods, like bananas, peaches, grapes, potatoes and a lot of green vegetables. So, now, I am even more limited in what I can eat, because of this problem. As if my Celiac, and food allergies didn't limit me enough? Ugh! I don't know what I can eat!

I'm really struggling, here, guys... I haven't even really had the chance to properly grieve the loss of my Mom, because of all the other stressors in my life (my health... or lack thereof... financial problems, having to clean out my Mom's house, etc.). My family doesn't seem to care, about what is going on in my life. I told them about my fainting spells, and they proceeded to berate me, for not knowing what was going on, and when I told them I have an appointment with the Cardiologist, and mentioned to my brother about our cousin dying at the age of 36, he argued with me, and said that our Mom had told him, that she had killed herself... I told him that she hadn't LITERALLY killed herself, that she hadn't taken her own life, but with her previous life choices, of eating disorders, and going from very thin, to very heavy, and back and forth, it had put a major strain, on her heart, and she died in her sleep. And he argued that I was wrong. I'm the one who keeps in touch with our family, on Mom's side. And her sister told me exactly what had happened. My cousin did NOT commit suicide! But you can't tell my brother anything, because he thinks he knows all, and is always right. He didn't even know anything about our Mom, when we were writing up her obituary! I had all the family history! I knew the names of our Grandparents, whom I had never even met! I listened to Mom's stories, and I have a memory, like a steel trap, for long term stuff. Tell me something right now? And I'll forget it in 5 minutes. But 5 years from now, I'll recall the exact thing you told me, and probably recall the time and date, as well (exaggerating just as little)... Ugh! But you get my point... my brother has lived illness his own little world, for 20 years, with his wife, and his own family. Which is great! I don't deny him that! But he basically ignored our Mom, to the very end. He was concerned about her, the last week of her life! I had listened to her every word, for the last 20 years. I called to talk to her, EVERY DAY! And we would talk for hours, and she would tell me stories about her younger years. Lord, if my brother knew half the stuff she told me, he'd probably have a stroke, right where he stood! And, then, when he was trying to plan out her service, he wanted his own memories of her, to be the ones that were shared. Even if they were 20 years out of date... he didn't know her, like I did! And he doesn't know ME, like SHE did. And at this rate, he never will. He just doesn't care! He has his own life to worry about, and who cares about his little sister?

Ugh! Sorry! I didn't mean for this to turn into a huge rant... but you see where my family is, now... it's you guys, here in the Furry Community. You guys are my family. I have never felt so loved, and cared about, by so many people, in all my life! My Mom lobed, and cared for, and understood me, but nobody else has ever taken the time, to listen to me. My brother has hated me, nearly my entire life, and I don't know why. I've talked to him about it, and he doesn't deny that it's true. And I've asked him why, and he either refuses to tell me, or he literally, just can't tell me, because he doesn't really know. But he and his wife have called me "too much"... What does that even mean??? They aren't the only ones who have said that to me, either... that I'm "too much"... I don't understand what that is supposed to mean. I mean, yes... my life is extremely comlex, and sometimes, it gets to be a bit much for ME to handle, but Love doesn't put a limit on who, or how much you give... so why do people try to limit it?

Meh... Whatevs... The point is, is that you guys are my family, and I love all of you! And I thank you very much, for loving, and caring about me, in return! You don't know how much that means to me.

(Sorry... this is a day late, being posted. I actually fell asleep, while typing it Oops!) Thanks for reading! If you have a mind or a heart to help out, in any way, I do have an Amazon NEEDS List: https://www.amazon.com/gp/registry/...../1XM2WNSCOTRPA

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