In this past two years I have হারিয়ে গেছে my house that my husband of nearly now 23 years and I built paycheck to paycheck 20 plus years পূর্বে to a আগুন the week after I হারিয়ে গেছে my grandfather. Thankfully all but our beloved pets were unfortunately killed. Our church wonderfully came to our rescue since Obama decided to play চুম্বন গাধা to the UN so we could not rebuild as we did back then. Our dear friend and architect that basically with the aid of his son built our wonderful house died in a car accident two weeks before we moved in which was Halloween. After all that we believed our luck could not get possibly worse, of course it than proceeded to explode like a volcano. We got covid, I got it first my husband took care of me, and I was slowly on the mend when he came down with it to a larger degree. He was airlifted with only 50% of his lungs working. He had the oxygen head bag and nasal tubes
New Year's had the doctors preparing him for possible ventilator which in his condition was not good. Death was likely. He somehow made it through without it. It took another 16 days to get him প্রথমপাতা and following orders of the doctors. People ask him if he would go and get the vaccine if he'd have known. He says no, he would still forego getting it. God, he says is what got him through, his faith that God still had chores for him to do on earth. As for me I'm afraid I'm the extreme pessimist in the family. Thankfully it was আরো up to my husband's faith then mine. In August I was diagnosed with diabetes type 2 and at times I find it hard to handle the depression that comes with changing so much of my life in hopes that in December somehow, I can lower my A1C to a much আরো manageable number. If my লেখা is somewhat off and confusing it may be due to the disease as it says that one can get confused as an effect. Added to long hours at work and how screwy these last 2 yrs. have been I can only hope that these last remaining months will bring good news, luck and hope to everyone with a little help from the Man Upstairs.
New Year's had the doctors preparing him for possible ventilator which in his condition was not good. Death was likely. He somehow made it through without it. It took another 16 days to get him প্রথমপাতা and following orders of the doctors. People ask him if he would go and get the vaccine if he'd have known. He says no, he would still forego getting it. God, he says is what got him through, his faith that God still had chores for him to do on earth. As for me I'm afraid I'm the extreme pessimist in the family. Thankfully it was আরো up to my husband's faith then mine. In August I was diagnosed with diabetes type 2 and at times I find it hard to handle the depression that comes with changing so much of my life in hopes that in December somehow, I can lower my A1C to a much আরো manageable number. If my লেখা is somewhat off and confusing it may be due to the disease as it says that one can get confused as an effect. Added to long hours at work and how screwy these last 2 yrs. have been I can only hope that these last remaining months will bring good news, luck and hope to everyone with a little help from the Man Upstairs.
