The world lost an amazing man Sunday afternoon. Kenny was basically my big brother. He was a part of our family. I feel like I should be over it but I haven't stopped thinking about him since my dad told me Monday night. I thought I was done crying, too, but I broke down again earlier today. I've never lost anyone so close to me before, and I'm having trouble grieving. Well, maybe I'm grieving right, but I'm having issues accepting things.

The funeral is Friday. Of course I won't be there, and that kills me. I am looking into information about skype or facetime services, so hopefully something happens.

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I had to get a blood pressure monitor to keep track of my BP and HR until I see my cardiologist again. I probably need to check it, because I haven't remembered to check it in two days... oops. Just getting over my period, thank god. Every time it comes everything gets worse and feel absolutely terrible the entire time. It's not fun at all. My next appointments are on the 23rd; I see my PCM and my cardiologist. We (my PCM and I) are going to discuss birth control. I have to get my hormones on track because it seems like they really wanna kill me. Seeing my cardiologist to figure out what's up with my heart. It's been working harder than it should and he prescribed me atenolol for my palpitations. My nurse said my BP was fine, but he may be trying to slow my heart rate a bit... who knows. I suggested POTS and dysauotnomia.

Other than that, no big appointments.

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This weekend has been a good one, overall. If you don't count the accidents, I'm happy with how things have turned out. John and I saw Carrie on Friday, and of course I loved it! We've been playing our game together, cooking together, watching things together... and we're in the process of having an Iron Man movie marathon, Avengers included. We carved a pumpkin today, I'll be adding photos very soon.

Things weren't going very well between us when we had roommates. I felt alone most of the time and I was getting sick of watching the guys play GTA V and Diablo III. Seriously, sometimes I wanted to take a hammer and bash their TVs in. Now that it's back to just us two, I don't feel as claustrophobic or left out of anything, which it's much better. I'm also only having to share the bathroom with John and not three other people. Jeez.

This post has been in the process for a week now, because I've just been really stressed out and overwhelmed with some things that happened. But I'm going to post it now, and I probably won't update again for another few weeks, knowing me.

Until then...