A giving heart

When I start to feel sorry for myself and wish I had things like owning my own home, or a new car, or having loads of money in the bank, I some how get reminded rather quickly to knock it off. You never know who maybe sitting next you wishing they had your problems and not the ones they live with. Today I had a very specially lady who I have only spoken to over emails and maybe a couple of times over the phone, send me an email telling me she left thing in the garage because she heard I could use them or be able to give them to people who are in need.

Every day I go to school I have special souls around me who are homeless and yet find away to go to school to change their lives. I help them every chance I get with some other very special people who work with me. The things this special lady left me in her garage as she heads back home to the UK was my reminder of what I truly see as important, being there for each other, because you see I can take that with me, materialistic things I can not.

Don't get me wrong I truly will enjoy my home when I buy one and any other special things that may come my way, but I will always enjoy the love I receive from those who truly matter.

 

On a side note, I received a call from my Primary Doctor today to tell me he received information from the surgeon and he wants me in his office to discuss this.  I am taking this as a very positive thing, because he knows how bad I want to do this to get my health back. I have felt like a failure up until a couple of weeks ago,  I thought how come I could not do what should come naturally. I am learning there are many reasons why and no matter what I do I will not achieve that goal with out the help of surgery. 

I am not sure if I have said this before, but my metabolism has basically stopped. I have so many medical problems they just keep growing and my metabolism has given up. I know a lot of you are sitting out there saying bull-ony, but I am saying this in laimens terms because I have given up trying to understand all the medical terms I have gone through over the years.  It all started when the dissolved my thyroid, because with hypothyroidism I contracted Graves Disease and I lost control of my eyes, not the norm way where your eyes bulge out, but I have lost muscle control in one of my eyes and I see double all the time, and it takes everything I have to keep it under control, but that has taken many years, hence the reason for  being on steroids for over a year., hence the weight.  Well my eye is not fixed and I am fat and the problems just started to grow. Any ways I  really don't want to get into all that right at the moment because I am happy that this surgery is rolling along. I pray every night that nothing gets in my way, because once my metabolism kicks back in I can get my health back and be able to do all the activities I use to love, and this weight will never return. 

Monday I go back into see my doctor and I pray that this new journey is moving along so I can get the surgery  done in November and be able to start the new year with a new fix on life.