Hooray, my least favorite time of the year. This Christmas especially sucks because something is very wrong with my sister, Brenda. She has a brain tumor or some type of malformation in her brain stem. Not considered operable. Her latest MRI also indicated lesions in parts of the brain. Her Dr. is going to call her and discuss the results.
My kids are supposed to come over for dinner tomorrow, but I bet Travis will cancel. He has anxiety about going places too, like me.
I did go to the grocery store yesterday. It was packed and my anxiety was bad. I almost left my cart and walked out. I did manage to get the ham for tomorrow and a couple other items to fix with it. I already have veggies. I was going to fix a chicken, but to me that isn't very Christmassy and I already lost out on turkey for Thanksgiving. I want ham, dammit!
