April, May, June and July... four months that come every year. Most people's lives go on without big events dropping on their heads one after another.
These past four months have been crazy. I'm not exaggerating here. My new family have gone through hell. I mean literately, not figuratively. The AC in the house for months was not working properly, combined with Summer's menopause which causes hot flashes... she was in hell.
My dear friend carries a lot of weight on her shoulders, keeping the house afloat financially, keeping track of everyone's well being and sometimes forgetting her own. Often it is hard for me to look at her when she is in pain, knowing that all I can give her is moral support and to stay out of her way.
Beginning of April was hard, David's test results came back from the Cardiologist and it looked bad, his heart had not healed and another surgery was likely. He is sent home pending a second opinion. The second week of April Summer pulls her hip out and back so she goes to the doctor, then takes David to the hospital to do some paperwork while she is in pain.
The third week... David and me get a cold (I get a high fever of 102). Summer makes sure we take meds and then... she gets a Sinus infection, both ears are infected, upper respiratory infection and a stomach virus.
Even while she was sick, she cooked for the family. The amount of fortitude the woman has is impressive. Summer felt worse and had to once again, go to a doctor. Doc tells her to rest for 4 days... did she rest? not really.
May is a tough month for Summer, with pain and stress almost on a daily basis. After going to the doctor... she needs surgery to remove her remaining ovary because it's the source of a lot of her pain. Also Xfinity showed up about 3 dozen times trying to fix a problem where at times the service goes down and Summer can't go online, watch TV or Netflix (which I got her into). Without entertainment she is even more stressed that usual.
She carries on like a trooper while the AC continues to malfunction during hot Florida days (and nights). The occasional rain makes her day a bit easier.
Second week of June, the surgery takes place and David and I step up to make sure she is comfortable and take care of her for the following few weeks.
You would think that things would let up... a break from all the stuff raining down on the family. But no, not yet. End of June... Summer has such strong migraines that an emergency CT scan of her brain is needed. Fortunately it looks normal.
Then comes July 3rd, one of the hardest days of the year for the entire family. Zoe, the little dog which she adopted 3 years ago had to be taken to the Pet Emergency Center. She had over 100 stones and sand in her bladder. Summer had to choose between a surgery that would save Zoe which would put her thousands of dollars in debt or do nothing and see her baby die within a few days.
Of course she saves Zoe. Instead of one surgery, two were needed. I helped her start a Gofundme page which ran for weeks that covered part of the insane amount of medical bills from the vet.
Meanwhile, Summer who was still recovering from surgery, cares for Zoe day and night because the poor little thing even with meds was in pain (like her mom).
Luckily the overwhelming moral support and prayers from several Facebook groups dedicated to pet owners and rescued dogs helped Summer and Zoe overcome such a hard time. Unfortunately this also reminder my friend of her beloved Mushi (she passed away this year).
As things were improving... July 8 someone spent hundreds of dollars on iTunes using Summer's credit card. Her bank reversed the charges once they figured out someone else had done it. Still, it was another mess she did not need.
More doctors visits and tests, as follow up to Summer's surgery. Mind you that during all these months, Summer does her best to stay calm even with all the crazy stuff that happened. She does break down every week or so, but who wouldn't with all the things that I've described so far (yes, so far).
July 21 at 7am, there is a flood in the house caused by a broken hose that connects to the dishwasher. Half the house is 3"-4" underwater, ruining the dinning room set, both recliners, bedroom set, kitchen and much more.
Working together with David using 2 dry/wet vacs we manage to take care of the water. The entire house is filled with large industrial dehumidifiers running 24/7 (imagine trying to sleep through that for the past 3 days). Then that night David slipped and tripped over one of the dehumidifiers and went right into the China cabinet and cuts his arm (thank god he is fine).
Their bed is ruined and they end up sleeping on the ruined recliners while I sleep on the sofa. Today the dehumidifiers are removed. There is even more stuff, but I think I've shared enough to paint a clear picture.
My new family has gone through hell for the past 8 months. I pray for everyone here, but it seems like god is testing, and testing and testing. Somehow my friend is still standing.
I wish I could do more, but I got my own legal problems up in the air, more emotional baggage that I care to mention and an uncertain future.
Still, I'm happy to be here and off the streets with my new family.
God help us.
May you walk in the light of God.
Sincerely.
Luis
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