Looks like I won’t be getting another prescription for antibiotics this time around because the bacteria levels arent high enough. Nearly passed out in the waiting room so the pain hasn’t left. The bacteria are still measurable, however, so I guess it really is going to return. Weighing my options once more.
In the meantime I’ve been trying to process the passage of time and 50% of the remainder of my family potentially dying within a few months or years again as well. It’s been a rough week.
It feels evil to hope one of them dies before the other but… I guess thats where I’m at. I can’t help them. They weren’t kind to me growing up but they didnt mean to be bad. I’m not going to forgive them when they pass even if I know thats what theyre hoping for. But I guess I wont be thinking of them as a villain either.