I have become afraid especially since it seems every time I turn around I need something so I have to go out. Whether food (which I have quite a bit of right now), paper products, pet food, prescriptions. I have set up a little station outside my front door for sanitizing anything I bring in the house. Most can sit outside. I have set up delivery of what I can but it still needs to be sanitized. Brandon goes back and forth between his grandma and I. Honestly we started thinking about it and she may very well have already had it. At the end of last year and beginning of this year a lot of people I know were very sick and I'm not talking just a few days sick I am talking long lasting some for weeks sick. I have wondered if those that recovered had the virus and just weren't tested. I believe everyone is going to get this eventually. It is just a matter of time. It seems to be weeding out the sick and elderly. the perfect population thinner if you are into conspiracy theories.
I am high risk as an active smoker with asthma and heart disease. I have been writing some things down and making arrangements for my animals should something happen to me. Brandon will not sit and listen because he is afraid and doesn't want to hear it. Says when he visits it is his time, such a spoiled child. LOL I adore him. Jared I am most afraid for. He will live with his father who is an asshole. He is bitter at the world, his family, people in general and always thinks he is funny. One of those guys. I will write letters to both Brandon and Jared. To my furbaby caretakers about each animal and to my brother who I trust to help Brandon out about the house and who gets what. I cannot afford a lawyer but I can get it notarized at least.
these conversations actually should have already happened back when I had my heart attack. I don't think my boys realize just how bad things could have gone and that the possibility of things going sideways again are very much possible..
I am high risk as an active smoker with asthma and heart disease. I have been writing some things down and making arrangements for my animals should something happen to me. Brandon will not sit and listen because he is afraid and doesn't want to hear it. Says when he visits it is his time, such a spoiled child. LOL I adore him. Jared I am most afraid for. He will live with his father who is an asshole. He is bitter at the world, his family, people in general and always thinks he is funny. One of those guys. I will write letters to both Brandon and Jared. To my furbaby caretakers about each animal and to my brother who I trust to help Brandon out about the house and who gets what. I cannot afford a lawyer but I can get it notarized at least.
these conversations actually should have already happened back when I had my heart attack. I don't think my boys realize just how bad things could have gone and that the possibility of things going sideways again are very much possible..
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