Like sands through an hourglass....

…so are the days of our lives! The hourglass is not moving to my specifications! This is where I am today! The waiting is unbearable, not only for me, but my family also! I am normally a very patient man. It seems recently I’m not. Every day I call CIGNA to see if I have an approval code. Now I am nice when I call, but I call none the less. And for the most part, the people at CIGNA have been nice too. But guys, I need to be honest also. I am angry, depressed, and just don’t feel good! Now, before I get yelled at, I am seeing a Dr. for the depression. I am actively working through the process. But I am human! I am aware of my actions around my family and other people, but I am trying to keep those in check. Keeping my attitude in line around other people is very easy. My family, that’s another story. It seems we only hurt the ones we love. And that’s the case. So, I am really working hard at not biting Beth or R.J.’s head off at any given moment. They have been real troopers through this, and keep reminding me that it will happen! I know it will, but just not soon enough!

There was a post on the main board yesterday about WLS and how males were to macho for support groups. Well, guys I must not be macho! I need the support that you give! I also will support anyone who needs it…male or female! I’m not asking for a lot, I’m just asking for the sands that are running through my hourglass to stop for a moment and give me an answer!

Like sands through an hourglass, so are the days of our lives! No matter what happens, we cannot control how fast or slow those sands move. But we move on, we persevere, and like Gloria Gaynor say…”I will survive”!