5:48am – Early waker, singing the blues

PROVE IT, HERMY……

Mikey is asleep, and probably will be for quite a long time.  I am okay with that, for now, at least.

What I’m not feeling so hot about is that I just looked up ticket prices for flights from San Jose to Dallas, and they came up more expensive than the one we had.  Since Mikey insists on buying his own ticket next time, I don’t know when I’ll ever be able to have my husband home.  Of course, with the higher prices, I can’t afford to bring him home, anyway, so I guess I’m bitching for no reason.

I wish my family was more understanding.  I wish I could tell my mother and sister the REASONS he missed the flights.  They know about the migraine from the first time.  They don’t know, however, that he is HIV+….that’s why he missed the last flight.  His t-cells were drastically lowered by a staph infection.

Now I know for a fact he won’t be home in the month of November.  He already has medical work needing to be done within this month, and he hasn’t been working, so he can’t buy a ticket yet.

I need to shutup, because I’m working myself into a heavy depression.

My Mikey, I love you forever times pi cubed plus one,

Your Jack