The Time I Almost Hit Rock Bottom
The Time I Almost Hit Rock Bottom Stephanie Covelli
This is about the time I Almost Hit Rock Bottom.
The rocky roller-coaster ride departed September of 2012. Sitting beside “flying partner” Tony for ten hours to Italy followed a long distance relationship and overprotective Italian mother. Friends agreed the umbilical cord was still attached to him and seemingly I wasn’t worth fighting for. Remaining friends on Facebook led to pictures that were easily accessible. His rebound chick tagging pictures of them together. Blocking or deleting him was the wise idea I failed to accomplish during the break up. My heart was broken into thousand tiny pieces, feeling betrayed and underappreciated.
After 3 years of a work related injury, I was departing my family doctor’s office crying because he denied my cry of help for a diagnostic image of my back once again. My father joined me the next appointment for support and finally Dr. Fen agreed to send me to the specialist to further investigate the area of injury. It was during my parents visit to Italy that I learned the devastating results of my Thoracic Spine MRI. It was life changing and altering and therefore problematic to cope with a herniated disk at T7-T8. Seven days after returning home from Italy, my father had a heart attack. Shockingly when the emergency doctor was conducting a neurological assessment he had no choice but to confess to me about a childhood accident, which resulted in emergency surgery to keep remaining eye. Therefore 28 years of my life I never noticed the prosthetic eye. All these overwhelming changes were difficult for me to cope with; therefore I was heading towards an unexpected downward spiral in my life.
Without notice my bedside nursing job faded away. I was transforming from a full time registered practical nurse towards part time student. The role changes called for supervision of Larry the financial planner. Larry referred me to his associate Ken whom apparently
This is about the time I Almost Hit Rock Bottom.
The rocky roller-coaster ride departed September of 2012. Sitting beside “flying partner” Tony for ten hours to Italy followed a long distance relationship and overprotective Italian mother. Friends agreed the umbilical cord was still attached to him and seemingly I wasn’t worth fighting for. Remaining friends on Facebook led to pictures that were easily accessible. His rebound chick tagging pictures of them together. Blocking or deleting him was the wise idea I failed to accomplish during the break up. My heart was broken into thousand tiny pieces, feeling betrayed and underappreciated.
After 3 years of a work related injury, I was departing my family doctor’s office crying because he denied my cry of help for a diagnostic image of my back once again. My father joined me the next appointment for support and finally Dr. Fen agreed to send me to the specialist to further investigate the area of injury. It was during my parents visit to Italy that I learned the devastating results of my Thoracic Spine MRI. It was life changing and altering and therefore problematic to cope with a herniated disk at T7-T8. Seven days after returning home from Italy, my father had a heart attack. Shockingly when the emergency doctor was conducting a neurological assessment he had no choice but to confess to me about a childhood accident, which resulted in emergency surgery to keep remaining eye. Therefore 28 years of my life I never noticed the prosthetic eye. All these overwhelming changes were difficult for me to cope with; therefore I was heading towards an unexpected downward spiral in my life.
Without notice my bedside nursing job faded away. I was transforming from a full time registered practical nurse towards part time student. The role changes called for supervision of Larry the financial planner. Larry referred me to his associate Ken whom apparently