Thanks, Pugmom (sm)

I know my case is rare, and my pancreatitis is caused by cystic fibrosis.  (I did a little research, and the original name for cystic fibrosis was cystic fibrosis of the pancreas.)

I was lucky that I never started drinking.  My dad drank so much and then would beat up my mother and me.  I think that's what turned me off to alcohol.

My daughter, on the other hand, is drinking more, she's on Seroquel, Xanax, a few others I can't remember AND a prescription for medical marijuana. 

She keeps telling me that they think I'm an alcoholic, yet not ONE physician ever told me that, so I don't know where she gets that.  Like I said, she thinks I'm "faking," and what I need from her is some tolerance and understanding because I'm slowly beginning to hate her, so I try to keep my distance.  I get yelled at for every single thing I do in this house, and she's threatened to evict me on many, many occasions.

My relationship with her has always been somewhat contentious.  She knew I was doing well in 2004 and 2005 (earning in the mid 40s).  We had been talking about my moving in with her then.  On day four of my first hospitalization, she bought a one-way airline ticket and brought me back to Colorado.  We both thought this was just a one-time illness, but when the true cause was found, her attitude changed, particularly regarding money.  So I realize now that the only reason she wanted me living with her was so she could get money.  Now that I don't have any, she wants me out.  (I AM keeping track of the months I didn't pay rent, and when Social Security goes through, I WILL pay her back.)  After that, I'm not so sure I want anything to do with her, and you'd better believe I'm holding my tongue because I'm terrified of her.  My 16-year granddaughter is turning into her mother, constantly being rude, and if I complain, then I get yelled at again.

My two little grandsons, though, are the loves of my life.  Sweetness just runs through them. 

Oh, my!  This turned into another novel.  I apologize.  Thanks very much for your post.  It means a lot to me. 

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I know my case is rare, and my pancreatitis is caused by cystic fibrosis.  (I did a little research, and the original name for cystic fibrosis was cystic fibrosis of the pancreas.)

I was lucky that I never started drinking.  My dad drank so much and then would beat up my mother and me.  I think that's what turned me off to alcohol.

My daughter, on the other hand, is drinking more, she's on Seroquel, Xanax, a few others I can't remember AND a prescription for medical marijuana. 

She keeps telling me that they think I'm an alcoholic, yet not ONE physician ever told me that, so I don't know where she gets that.  Like I said, she thinks I'm "faking," and what I need from her is some tolerance and understanding because I'm slowly beginning to hate her, so I try to keep my distance.  I get yelled at for every single thing I do in this house, and she's threatened to evict me on many, many occasions.

My relationship with her has always been somewhat contentious.  She knew I was doing well in 2004 and 2005 (earning in the mid 40s).  We had been talking about my moving in with her then.  On day four of my first hospitalization, she bought a one-way airline ticket and brought me back to Colorado.  We both thought this was just a one-time illness, but when the true cause was found, her attitude changed, particularly regarding money.  So I realize now that the only reason she wanted me living with her was so she could get money.  Now that I don't have any, she wants me out.  (I AM keeping track of the months I didn't pay rent, and when Social Security goes through, I WILL pay her back.)  After that, I'm not so sure I want anything to do with her, and you'd better believe I'm holding my tongue because I'm terrified of her.  My 16-year granddaughter is turning into her mother, constantly being rude, and if I complain, then I get yelled at again.

My two little grandsons, though, are the loves of my life.  Sweetness just runs through them. 

Oh, my!  This turned into another novel.  I apologize.  Thanks very much for your post.  It means a lot to me. 

We have not heard from you. How are you doing? Did you get to the ED? Did you get any meds? Hope you are feeling better and that no news is good news.