Yeah, that's right. I'm sick and tired of the western freaking calendar new year 'cuz it has been majorly sucking for three years now. Jan 2, 2007, my mom died. Jan 13, 2009, I was diagnosed with MS. Feb 7, 2009, my baby cat-boy Tommy Lee died in my arms. THIS year, Feb 13, our little catprincess Tedi died in her daddy's arms. Believe me, if I think about it I'll find a sucky moment for 2008.
So I'm swearing off the colonial remnant-calendar and going with the Chinese and Tibetan New year. Feb 14, Feb 25th. Why be bound to tradition?
So happy new year to all! I truly hope things get better, because I feel like I'm being hammered by fate, the world, and so much more. Sigh. Yeah, so that's why I haven't really been feeling like blogging about life with MS. That part of my life is ok. Third infusion went well. It's working!
Oh, for a beer! A good one... like a stout....