In 1998 I noticed a blind spot in my L eye.  Not very big. But noticeable. I mentioned it to my Endocrinologist who gave me a referal to a retinologist.  The retinologist Dx'd it as a Cotton Wool spot, AKA a blood clot in my retina that had denied blood flow to a group of rods and cones which killed those cells leaving the blind spot.  It has improved over the years from a single noticeable sized blind spot breaking up into three very small spots as it healed.

Dear ST, my beloved husband passed away last night after a tragic bicycle accident (no vehicles involved) on Monday. I cannot begin to describe how I feel.  I will tell you that this site gave me the tools to be with him, to handle his SDs, and to vent freely and get really good feedback. It was invaluable because it gave us 12 years together, not nearly enough.

SD19 and BM were able to say goodby to him on Wednesday. It was a very good thing and BM was nothing but gracious, helpful and supportive of me. SD19 is devestated.

I get to thinking I'm good without steptalk, maybe I delude myself. I get some moments of quiet. I think my situaton is surely different/better/superior/solved. It isn't. And I've been a crummy listener to everyone else who is reaching out here in my false superiority. For that, I apologize.

BM is dead. deadeadeadead. d. e. a. d. I shared my relief over her passing here. 

It's mothers day tomorrow. My H has taken it upon himself to call and coddle and soothe his 40 year old 'children'.

Just a small example of BM not always being the problem.  My SD is in the midst of divorce with her STBX.  They do have a 50/50 schedule worked out..and they both made claims to each other they would be flexible when needed. They are doing the 2/2/3 method since they both are living close to one another and in same school district.