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Hopalong:
I often wonder why this happens, and whether it might be a passive way of reaching out, though that's probably a huge stretch.

My D had set her Twitter to private many months ago (the only place online where I occasionally could see a crumb of info about her life, as she rarely would stick in a personal comment....95% of it is a fan-twitter kind of thing about a sport she's obsessed with). So I stopped looking.

It's been healthy for me. The heartache subsided when I stopped poking it. But. Easter is a time that always triggers thoughts of her, because of many strong and loving memories I have associated with that time with her as a child. Predictably, while wandering online this morning, I reflexively entered her Twitter address and lo and behold, it's open again.

Long story short, a few tweets down I discovered another GoFundMe announcement, and the details are that she is also medically ill. She was hospitalized last fall (I knew that from a vague tweet but didn't know what the cause was, though I thought perhaps her back--chronic). What I now have learned is that she has Addison's disease. That means her adrenal glands are burned out, and she will have to be on expensive medications for the rest of her life. She was in the hospital for three weeks and is now out, but not well. And with no health insurance, she's desperate to pay for the medications.

I donated to bring it up to the total. This time I wasn't "Anonymous." My comment was just: "It's Mom. I love you, D. Please be in contact when you can."

That was it. Just set me off on a spiral of sorrow today.

B is coming over later to garden. That'll be good.

love,
Hops

lighter:
Oh, so sorry, Hops.  I hope DD reaches out.  I hope gardening with B brings some comfort..

I'm thinking about you, and sending strength.

Lighter

Hopalong:
Thanks, Lighter.

I doubt very much that she'll reach out...if she wasn't able to for the last six years even when she was hospitalized, me discovering her new condition is unlikely to change that. Made me so sad.

B was dear and calm and comforting to be around...heard my simple summary of what had happened but didn't quiz me or offer to "fix it." We just worked together in the yard and then went out to eat at a place he hadn't tried and which he loved.

It was consoling and peaceful to be with him today, and I told him how much his company meant to me and how grateful I'm feeling. He was undemanding and mellow and I think one key with him is shared activity. He loves puttering in the yard and with his presence I felt more motivated. We got my birdhouse hung and patio cleaned up (it was covered with leaves) and it just looks...tended to. Came home from dinner and went back outside just to enjoy the amazing moon.

love,
Hops

sKePTiKal:
Hugs Hops.

Twoapenny:
Oh, Hopsie, I'm sorry she's poorly.  It's so hard when someone you love is unwell.  We just want to do what we can to help and it's hard not being able to.  I am glad you were able to donate money though, and that you felt able to tell her who it was from.  I wish she could see how her life could be easier with you in it.  I'm glad B coming over helped a bit, though, tasks are always a good way to cope with things and shared tasks even more so.  We couldn't see the moon here, too cloudy.  I hope at the very least D keeps her twitter feed open so you can see that she's getting treatment.  I guess we can all take comfort from the fact that at least she's being proactive about getting the meds and not ignoring the problem (which is easy to do when it's something scary).  Let us know when/if you hear any more xx

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