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Friday, November 30, 2007 Here we go again. He doesn't take care of himself. The television... food... that old chair... He loves these things more than He loves me. His friend JD... the Preacher... the neighborhood gossip... These are the people he would rather talk to than me. Here we go again. Pneumonia so severe it is in his bloodstream. Feet and legs swollen so badly that He can barely walk. So angry and bitchy because he is in this situation one more time. Here we go again. I can't do it again this time. My fibromyalgia won't alow me to sleep in the chair for days on end. All day, asking what can I do. All night, getting Him something to drink and fluffing His pillows. He's gained 150 lbs in the last two years, I could barely manage Him then what am I to do now? I am so angry, how can he be so selfish to expect my world to come slamming to a stop because he choose not to take care of himself?? I'm hurt that he doesn't even think of how this will affect anyone else. So now.. the hard part starts. Its different this time. I'm not staying... I will visit, yes. I will call, yes. But, tonight, He sleeps alone.  
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~His Pixie~ my best fairy friend who dazzled up this template with her fabulous pixie dust and imagination.
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