Help!

Sep. 10th, 2013 02:28 am
sephirajo: (Cursed)
My social security went basically to pay a ton of back medical bills with only one major exception and now I'm out of money with a broken to the blackened nub and infected tooth that will likely have to be pulled and a new denture made for me.

I seriously can not let this tooth stay in. I am not joking when I say this could kill me, even if my immune system weren't already shot to hell. So I need help. I will sell tarot readings, art, writing, whatever, I just need some money that I can take to the dentist and get done what I need to get done and get the medication to take so I don't get what could be a fatal infection.

I'm freaking out right now. Please, if anyone can, help. T__T
sephirajo: (I tripple dog dare you!)
I don't know why I filled this one out. It makes me realize how much my life... well, yeah. Also home sick while the hubby visits my family. Fuck you, Lupus.

Meme of reasons Jo's life is boring as fuck )
sephirajo: (Light of a fading star)
Well, don't know what to say really right now. Typing is hard right now. My hands are spasming. I haven't been able to write anything. Want to be able to write stuff, but yeah. I can't put my foot forward in anything, I'm just terrified to.

So yeah. That's all I had. I can't think through the muscle spasms right now. I fail at everything.
sephirajo: (Lupus Sucks)
Exhausted but I have tags I have to do so we'll see if I can't shake off the blahs. Only eaten once today, not really hungry anymore. Tired. Sore. Sick. Hate myself for not being able to clean and my skin is covered with discoid sores.

Gonna be in my corner.

Ugh.

Nov. 17th, 2012 02:16 am
sephirajo: (Tsunade Bloody)
Well, first post to the dreamwidth version of this journal, so let's see how well this works and if this cross posts. First off, the changes in weather are really messing with me. I feel like I've been hit by a truck. When Chuck took me out for lunch earlier today I was crying in the car because it hurt so bad.

People in SWTOR today managed to make me feel like shit for looking for a tank for a group. I do think there is something wrong with me when it comes to interacting with other people, I just can't do it. I also haven't written a word in days and I think my inbox may be eating messages as well, so yeah.

I want to interact with people but I have no idea how to fucking do it. I just fail at this type of stuff and I can't help but to think back on the people who went out of their way to tell me how unwelcome I was in places and wonder if they were right.

I think I'm going to curl up in my corner for awhile. My corner is warm and has M&Ms.
sephirajo: (backstab)
Yay, work today is going to suck! Just a quick post here (also x-posted to my LJ) so people know what's up with me, my husband was admitted to the hospital last night due to his depression. Not going to go into the details here, but yeah.



Distraction later tonight would be very welcome, we'll put it that way.

Fuck

Nov. 23rd, 2009 05:43 pm
sephirajo: (F_ _ _ ing soap)
I got fired today.

Anyone who has my work address for anything stop using it and/or take it off their lists.

Now, I'm going to go curl up and wish I were dead.

Update

Jun. 18th, 2009 01:26 pm
sephirajo: (Strangely enough I have this conversatio)
Day...wow, three at mom's. John stole my laptop yesterday as part of his way to show his feelings about us being here. It was unceremoniously tossed in a cubbie hole that was damn near impossible to open.

I got my tooth fixed yesterday. The downside is now everything tastes like clove and the flavor is making me sick to my stomach.

Our power's still out. And yeah. At this point, I'm wondering if we'll be able to go home. We're waiting on something that will take two weeks to get here. None of us have our rooms right now so we kept getting woken up by Vivi who was demanding things in the middle of the night.

Given what a few people have said to me, I'm going to put up a new filter on my LJ. If you don't mind my ranting on the bad days, comment here and you'll be on the filter. No one comments, this journal is going to have a lot more personal locked entries.

I'm out another day of work today because for two days in a row I wasn't able to take my flexeril. I can barely move day. It's broiling here and Mom has no Air Conditioning. I'm just... yeah.

An update

Jun. 17th, 2009 02:52 am
sephirajo: (Default)
Apparently it's illegal to stay in a house with no power after 8:30, at least in the city I'm in. Some ordence of something.

Anyway, I'm at my mom's. No, we haven't gotten any help on the bill. And no, I don't expect things will turn out okay this time. This is like a softer form of eviction. I'm going to go get the dry socket looked at tomorrow, but given the pain has kept me from sleeping well AT ALL and I've forgot my muscle relaxers tomorrow will be another day off of work.

I'm a very depressed Jo. A few of you have offered hugs, but I'm disappointed that none of my family members have even said anything. :/ Many of them follow my face book updates and, well, everyone's more concerned about Aunt Jenny's new baby then they are about me and my family getting kicked out of our home. Since what's happening is basically a softer form of eviction.

There is emergency assistance available. But they want all the documentation, including my birth certificate, which, surprise, surprise we don't have. As I was born in Iowa it will take about TWO WEEKS to get it. I do not expect we'll be able to get it.

Hell, we don't even have car insurance right now because of how little I've been pulling in.

cut for the emo )

I dislike my life at the moment.
sephirajo: (Sharksplode!)
Anyone feel like paypaling me 15$ so I don't get 90+ in overdraft fees? o__O

In other news: Adam called last night apparently horrified as to what he had told me to fuck off over. So he'll pay for me to get the tooth out. It comes out tomorrow.

I had to leave work, over drugged and in massive pain.

I dislike my exsistence at the moment. Chuck has new meds, time release of the depekote, and it's working wonders.

But yeah. :/ Me beg for money now so I don't end up being hit massively with overdraft fees because banks have no mercy and don't care you have a two year old with two diapers left and no food.

Welcome to America.

x___X

Mar. 12th, 2009 12:16 am
sephirajo: (Snape)
And... just lost Cammie's paid account. Sigh.

Well, hopefully I'll be able to pay it on the 20th.

...That's not the only one coming up that's going to get the axe either. Ahh, there goes all my paid accounts for RP stuff.

At least this is paid through the year. *pokes it* Can't take my personal account from me! HAHA!
sephirajo: (Snape)
I'm ouching so bad right now. The flare is keeping me awake.

Someone please distract?

My blu-ray player is also refusing to play blu-rays. I'm so pissed.
sephirajo: (F_ _ _ ing soap)
So, that Chuck and I took Bear to a trainer about a week and a half ago, and she gave his this new spike collar, put it on his neck very tight and sent us on our merry way with few directions on how to actually USE said collar.

Yesterday, Chuck notices the dog smells kind of funny and keeps scratching so goes to take a look. And our dog has HOLES in his NECK. That are infected and puss filled. He freaked, called me at work, I freaked, left early, and we took our dog to the vet. If we thought the wounds looked bad under his fur, we were crying when they shaved the hair off his neck to get a good look at the wounds.

They were deep, puss filled, infected holes in his neck. Bear had been acting normal - besides the scratching and being really thirsty. If Chuck hadn't checked him out, we might not have known anything thing was wrong until he keeled over. The Vet said she sees these types of injuries all the time. All and all, we spent two hundred dollars getting him checked up yesterday. We tried to forward the Vet bill to the trainer - who now says she told us to take it off when we were using it, and apparently told my husband - very nonchalantly, "And don't worry about those injuries, they happen."

So, not only do I feel like a bad doggy parent... I want to make this bitch of a trainer wear the collar she gave us for the dog. Justice, you know?

Fucking bitch.

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