Nebs Is Fried

~I'm too fucked to know how to say all this. Le-Le's back in hospital. Had to get an ambulance to take her. Her left leg just wouldn't work, even with the new walker.

I followed and hung with her in the ER bed treatment beds area until midnight when she saw I was crashing and sent me home. She finally got a bed upstairs around 4am. I lay down a bit after that. I slept ok, tho not really enough. Need a few days to sleep this off and I ain't gonna get them, not for a while...

I got back to the hospital mid afternoon. She was weeping. They gave her an MRI and found a lesion on her brain stem. That is fucking dangerous. She perked up a bit while I was there. Spent about two hours, then she chased me out again. I was fucking fried.

Too emotionally drained to go into more detail. She is going back on the Betaseron [aka Interferon beta-1b]. And we're going to talk with a social worker about what can be done with this mess of a house.

And this shit should give the fucking VA a kick in the ass regarding her 100% VA Disability, which would be quite a bit more than she's getting now.

I've been crying on and off...doing laundry now and slowly eating. Gonna take a muscle relaxer when I lay down. I really need to be knocked out.