I feel really bad and I don't know what to do. I've layed on my bed twenty out of the last twenty four hours. Daniel was a true friend and got me up to the clinic today, they've prescribed some new drugs which we picked up today, and a walker tomorrow.

Massey dropped by and prayed for me, and he and Daniel are over at his house now discussing me. Grand-daughter Shelby is coming here in a couple of days.

I've never felt this bad in my life and I'm really thinking of ending it. I don't think I will, but it's crossing my mind.

God help me...