Well, the blocked sewer actually broke a mechanical industrial grade snake!! While there are no trees on my property, the sewer is blocked solidly by roots, and may even be collapsed.
Then, I had someone with a "locator" come in to find where exactly the blockage is, and it's (thankfully) outside the house. Now the front has to be excavated - worst case scenario, all the way to the road.
Meanwhile, this house often smells like a nasty garbage pile, especially on wet days, I've nick-named it "the outhouse".
Question: Does someone who's disabled by M.E. have the energy/health to even deal with plumbers and workers (leg work), let alone the money while on social assistance to pay for these types of issues?
Answer: Absolutely not.
I guess I am "dealing" with them, but not without consequences.
I'm so shaky right now just having had to chat with a very nice (also good looking) plumber for 10 minutes, as well as walk up and down the stairs 2X!!!
I really wish right now that:
a) I had a house that wasn't an old fixer upper, and was small enough that I felt I could manage it.
b) Someone who understood how ill I was, and could be the go-to person to deal with these repairs and the people who are going to make them. (Someone without a life I guess, because they'd have to be around). What I really need is a fairy god mother of sorts.
At least I do have some back-up financial help if I need it, although it always feels like begging. I'm so sick of being a needy, begging, lay-about. I SO want my healthy life back, one where I had a sense of independence and ability. And I want some kind of possibility to create income for myself. Sometimes I find ways to accept my life as is, and make the best of it, other times, it is very hard not to wish for my healthy, disease-free body back.
Oh and to make things even more fun, after having my car back two days, I got into it on Friday to go to the corner store and it wouldn't START!!!! We are up to four times in the shop since spring, and 3 in the last few weeks, jeez!
On the plus side, at least I have the nicest garage in the city.
The other plus, is the plumber that's helping me out, is a friend of my roommate's boss, and super nice, willing to do what he can to make economical fixes/repairs.
I keep telling myself, "One day at a time, cope/manage with just this next hour".
Who's interested in the day to day struggles of one chronically ill woman? I guess it's just nice to have a place to write them down.
I hear ya! Sometimes it feels like we're only juggling problems, doesn't it? I hope you're able to get this fixed with a minimal amount of tear up, effort and financial strain.
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