My name is Catherine, and I am 28 years old. I have lived with Chronic Fatigue Immune Dysfunction Syndrome since I was 16. I have several inter-related diagnoses, and I am stronger than all of them...most days. Here I will chronicle my life as I continue my journey to become a counselor specializing in treating patients with chronic illnesses and disabilities. Masters in hand, all I need is the hours and license!
Wednesday, October 21, 2009
When you least expect it... an update
Well, for those of you who are "faithful" followers of my blog, my apologies for my lack of updates recently. I have been on the craziest ride over the past few months, and all I can attribute it to is God's timing and plan for me.
I had two wonderful visits with my family from PA when they came down to visit this summer, and also lost my job three months into it. Unfortunately, employers in public fields are low on funding, and not understanding of a person with chronic health conditions.
So I have been on a quest for a new job.
On October 3rd, I stood at the alter while my best friend of 27 years married the man of her dreams.
Lets Recap: After the rehearsal and dinner, we had a horrible trying to kick drunk cops out of the reception hall that we were supposed to get to decorate by 10pm... and didn't get to start until 3am, me practically being called a B**** by the manager for objecting to this nonsense, a drunk woman making the bride cry, creepy showers, and seeing "dead people"... sleep became obsolete. 5 girls, one room... in a COMPLETELY empty large former "gentlemans club" with a supposed secret hallway, it was DARN creepy.
We hid from the ghosts that Lauren was POSITIVE were present...
And with the lack of sleep and excitement mounting, we giggled, gossiped, and took crazy pics into the wee hours of the morning....
The wedding itself was AMAZING! The pics were fab and everyone looked top notch. ... see?...
The next morning came way too early, and we all began it with redbull...
Talk about a life saver! The rest of the wedding went off without a hitch (at least no major ones). And I competed for a man with my 4 year old flirt of a niece.
I cried, I danced, I laughed and peed my pants. FYI ladies... the hole that claims you can pee out of while wearing spanx DOES NOT WORK! Eventful all around!