I'm going to have to go get more. I've cut most of what I had, and mixing it w/the rest will only fill the wood holder 1 more time or so.
Something is wrong w/this picture. I'm down in the basement on my computer waiting for hubby to go to sleep. I've had no dinner, but have been eating nuts. Here's the story.
For the past several months, I've felt like I have a lump in my throat and feel sick to my stomach. I figured it was allergies and would clear up. Well, it hasn't, so when I was at the allergist's last week, I mentioned it to him. He wants me to try a couple of things for a couple of weeks and see if they make a difference. If not, then he thinks I should go to an ENT and get scoped. Apparently, I accidentally left the paper there and they mailed it to me. I didn't really need it cuz I knew what he wrote on it.
It came today and hubby opened it. He's on this all natural kick, doesn't want me to take any meds, not eat any sugar, not eat any flour, etc. And he flipped out. He's insisting that the doctor is killing me. He's yelling and screaming at me telling me that the doctor has just given me cancer and that I won't be able to stop the meds in 2 weeks. Incidentally, when he started yelling at me, I was on the phone w/RU. She was horrified. I don't think she's ever realize how bad he really gets. She told me if I needed to, I could go over there.
He finally stopped, so I took my laptop and went in the basement. Then, he started up again. I've told him that he's going to drive me away. He's telling me that he loves me, and he doesn't want me to die. I don't recall now all of what he said, but he was talking divorce, and telling me that I can't have any money, yadda, yadda, yadda. And he was just down again rehashing it all.
He just spent I don't know how much time on the phone talking to people about this. I am about done. He had NO RIGHT to open my mail. And he has no right to discuss this w/any one else w/out my permission.