Tales from the Flight of the Phoenix

Yesterday I actually muttered the phrase - "I'm too poor to have cancer."

I work full time, have a free-lance job on the side and I go to school full time, which I was hoping to graduate this semester.  Those plans will have to wait.

It's depressing to know you can have medical insurance and still not be able to pay for the numerous doctor visits, prescriptions, road trips and the upcoming surgeries and infusions.  I know I cannot be refused service, but I worry about accumulating so much debt with the doctors that they'll delay treatment, or refer me to someone else.  Ugh!

I just signed a new lease on my place, only to be diagnosed a few weeks later.  Have I bitten off more than I can chew?  Was I too hopeful?  I knew I shouldn't have planned to get my hair done.  It's hard to stay positive when you know that so much is expected from you, and you just don't have it.

So on a lighter note - everyone knows I'm a crafty person.  So if you need blankets, scarves or hats, I make them and sell them.  Also, Jeremy is great with computers and he's willing to help.  Call or message us anytime :-)