I know we have all been struggling with 2020, but man, I am so done. I usually have an upbeat attitude, but it's difficult now.

Towards the beginning of all this mess, my wife's neck started to bother her. She went to bed fine and woke up with stiffness. Finally got in to see who she needed to see and there is some pinching and bulging going on. They gave her a shot but it did nothing. Not to mention, it caused her to have a little anxiety because the doctor told her if he is off by 1 millimeter, then she would be paralyzed. Anyway, did the shot, and it didn't help. They said she needed to have surgery. Our insurance denied her having surgery because she didn't have therapy first. The doctor didn't even want to think about therapy. It's been a roller coaster ride on that one. Finally she is doing therapy.

My MIL (83) was supposed to have knee replacement surgery last week..didn't happen. That same week, we went to have the car serviced. They rotated the tires and when my wife picked up the car, the tire fell off and went down the road! It took over a week for the dealership to fix the car. That same week was when my MIL was supposed to have surgery. They got down there and found out she had a sore on her leg and said that they could not do the surgery when she had a sore. So after my wife took her shopping. Well she didn't have her regular chair for her to get around, so my wife was having to push her. Not only did this hurt my wife's neck more, but when they got to a store, they bumped something and caused my MIL to fall out of her chair!

We finally got the car home, so now she can use her regular chair. Went to church today (I am the preacher) and it was a good service in my opinion. Well, we typically leave our dog outside while we are gone (mini dachshund), and he usually comes and greets us when we get home. He didn't do that today. We went looking for him. After about an hour or so, my wife finds him. Unfortunately, he was dead. It looked like something attacked him, he had teeth marks in him. He was also at the bottom of our burn pit. This was my MIL's best friend, she has had him since he was a puppy and he was only about 3-4 years old. This has devastated my two kids, and my wife and myself. It's just difficult and I needed someone to listen. Thank you.