My doctor yesterday literally told me I needed to learn how to relax. He also prescribed Lexapro to help control some of my anxiety and the overwhelming feeling that I’m being drowned by life.
I had hoped to release Demonic Dreams in September. I am willing to bet that isn’t going to happen. My new goal is October, it might make for some good Halloween reading.
My father is back in the hospital, thankfully not for heart problems. He had an ulcer appear on his foot and it became infected (he has diabetes). Unfortunately, any sort of infection so soon after a transplant can cause rejection. So there is some concern there, but the infection was caught before it entered bone or blood, which are both good things.
I’m tired of dealing with the bank and all the paperwork they seem to need. I swear I have signed my name enough times that it would fill a book. And they aren’t done with us yet, but they should be getting close. We are only 2 1/2 weeks away from closing. At this point, fingers crossed that we have dotted all the i’s and crossed all the t’s.