Last November my DIL was diagnosed with Gillian Barre Syndrome and was paralyzed for a time. she went thru rehab and finally the end of July went back to work part-time (she's an RN).

Well, it didn't last... Around Thanksgiving she got really sick and when Buddy took her in to ER, she'd had a relapse. She had to take the IV treatments again (5 of them) and is now in rehab in a wheel chair (she's a risk on a walker)...

According to the neuro, she'll be disabled for a long time this time. So we're backing up ten yards and punting. The kids don't really know how to handle things (Caleb just turned 16 and ... well he just turned 16  ) and the baby (8) is autistic and can't figure out anything except mama is sick - he won't even talk to her on the phone cause he afraid he'll get sick too. (sad).

And Buddy is working out of town, so Granny is trying to deal with two kids and about to murder Caleb (is murdering a teenager against the law?  ).

And then this morning I read where Svenn died and now I'm really in a depressed mood.

Let's just get this blasted year over and hope 2018 is better for all of us.

Thanks for listening to me rant. I needed a blow up this morning. Luv ya all. 

Reading your rant was just what I needed today. So sorry you have such a big challenge to deal with now. The curve balls life can throw at us are mind-boggling sometimes. I can only reiterate Edna's excellent point, that we are tough. Our life experiences prove it. Please remember what you have overcome so far. You will see your way through this. I'm all for putting 2017 in the rear view mirror. Prayers from me to you and your family, and here's to a brighter 2018!