Well, tomorrow's the day I find out if I get Social Security Disability. This picture says it all for me. I've waited three long years to find out the end of this thing. Was it all for nothing? Was all that suffering in vain? The months in and out of the hospital. The weeks without my family. The days when Lily would come visit me in the hospital and cry because she couldn't stay with mommy. There were days I was so sick from the meds that I could barely get out of bed. But I would, to go to those dumb hyperbaric oxygen treatments in the hopes that my wounds would heal and I wouldn't lose my toes. In the end, I lost them anyway and I couldn't help but think "that's what I dragged myself out of bed for....for nothing!" I was bitter and confused about why God would allow this to happen. I lost my toes and my job that I absolutely loved and it nearly drove my poor husband insane. Actually he already...