apartments for the fracturally challenged?

Well here we are in August already. It's finally some semblance of summer here; June and July were more like autumn really. Not that I'm complaining, autumn's my fave! But still no apartment in sight. I still hate my neighbours and the house is still falling down around me. I refuse to give up; there has to be an apartment for me out there somewhere! I hope I find it before the snow flies. *sigh*

Last week's visit with Seany went well. Mike and I fought the entire time to and from and during the visit, but that's what we do. Sean seemed very tired and weak. I hope the cardiologist can do something for him when he sees him again next week.

I've been sick with stomach flu and swollen leg/ankles. The doctor thinks it may be my kidneys (diabetes related) and ordered some blood tests but I feel better today and Braden's sick to his stomach now too so I'm sure it's all okay.

On top of my mother being sick with cancer, my father called today and apparently has to have a triple heart bypass surgery asap. Boy, my family is really lucky healthwise. The doctor said he's lucky he is alive; three of his arteries are 80% blocked. yikes. He's not allowed to do anything until his surgery basically, and they're making arrangements for mom to stay at the hospital free of charge too so they can care for her while he's in there. That's something at least, I guess.

And we march on, under the little black cloud, which seems to be expanding...

Always that little ray of sunshine you can count on,
D.