Happy birthday2me! phew!

46th and loving it, it was touch and go there for a moment diagnosed in 97' with glucose levels high enough to make a buffalo go blind,insulin dependant and afraid of needles, by the time I was released from the hospital , the company that I was working for, had folded and my mentor and matriarch of our once,close knit and happy family was lying on her death bed. One shimmering glimmer of light was the ease in which i was able to obtain jobs in the past and the money was pretty good.So with bills mounting and my mind totally on me and my great grandmother I set out to get another job to continue ,what i knew best, keep on grinding until it got better, but this time would be very different something was happening to me that I thought i had no control over and my vision was effected to the point i could not see well enough to do the job i had been trained so many years to do. I will tell you what happened to change my life some other time after, all it's my birthday.