Why is it just when you start to see the light at the end of the tunnel and
you finally have a better day than you have had in the last 4 months with this darn Graves disease, does something happen to knock you back down on your rear end. Spent the whole day with my sister, first at the doctors office and then having to admit her to the hospital with severe, acute asthma. The stress level is killing me. I just feel like screaming.
Sorry, I just needed to vent a little bit.