What Fresh Hell is it Now?

Does everyone else live like a page out of a bad soap opera? My soap would be called "As the Stomach Churns." What fresh hell is on the end of that ringing phone? I keep threatening to write country music songs. This week's tune could be called "My Mama's Gone Blind in One Eye, and my Step Granny is Sick, Too." I think my family tree has a giant crack down the middle where bad lightning or karma must have hit. My mom is really legally blind in one eye now, my step grandmother just found out she has leukemia, my stepfather's foot is about to fall off from a wound that won't heal, my stepmother's liver is acting up (transplant, anyone?) and the only good news is that my stepbrother and his wife are expecting their first child.

Oh, and I got bit by a tick about a month ago, so I'm keeping an eye out for Lyme disease. My boyfriend just didn't know what he got himself into when he accepted me and my crazy, and not-too-healthy family. Oh well, laughter is the best medicine. Of course, my great-grandmother died of TB, but that's another story for another day.

Better go take some extra vitamins. I think I may need them!