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You know how there are times when you absolutely need someone stronger around the house?

My garage door is open, stuck about 1/4 way down. I've been trying to fix it, and I just can't do it. I've been trying and trying and I just can't fix the damn thing. Plus there's some stuff that we need to leave the house to do tonight, so anyone walking by will be able to walk off with anything in the garage--and there's a lot of stuff in the garage.

I think I'm going to go cry for a bit.

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Well, I got the garage door closed. Now the top panel is off the track. At least it's not an open invitation to thieves (and there are enough teens around here that petty theft is a genuine concern), so it will last until I can co-opt some friends for the weekend.

I'm just so, so tired right now. I don't know how much longer I can keep doing this. It gets harder to get out of bed every morning. I'm so scared that one day I'm just not going to wake up. There's so much wrong with my body right now. This newest diagnosis means I may not be able to get the treatment I need to stop the bone fusion from getting worse--I won't know one way or the other until Friday at the earliest. I'm scared. I just want to rest for a while.