Rant!

[gja1000]

There was a post over on YT about a dog that stays out all the time, is never cared for and yet lives on and on. The poster had lost her Yorkie whom she had pampered and taken excellent care of, yet when he got sick, he died.

I have the same feelings about my husband's multiple illnesses. I try not to think about it, but every so often it pops up.

Everyday, sometimes for years, I see the same homeless people on the street, and often if they get any money, they buy cigarettes and beer.

My husband didn't smoke, drink or do drugs. He was never overweight. He worked as a carpenter, building houses, so he got plenty of exercise. Yet, he has heart failure, has had a heart attack, open heart surgery, kidney failure, diabetes (he has to take insulin), asthma - his lung function is 33% of normal. He wouldn't last two days on the street, yet there are those who abuse their body and soul in so many ways, and they continue to live on and on. My sweet hubby just has bad genes, I know that, but it sucks!

I'm not bitter - but it isn't fair. I know, I know, life isn't fair - I understand that. But dammit! It should be (j/k). It just makes me take a heavy sigh from time to time and tonight is one of those times.