Well once again my birthday curse hit me. Something bad always happens a few weeks before or after my birthday. From mid-March to April 30th is always so freaking bad for me. Either a friend, family member, or pet passes away. Or not so bad like a vehicle going stupid. This time it was triple whammy.

On Tuesday my roommate took me to the ER since she said I looked like death warmed over. I had been feeling off for about 3 weeks. Turns out I'm now a full blown type 2 diabetic, and the irony of it is I wasn't showing any of the real major symptoms of being diabetic. This was two days before my birthday.

The day before my birthday Wednsday the alternator on my car started going bad, so my roommate and I are down to one car. Which isn't great but not bad since she works nights and I work days.

Thursday my actual birthday roommate and I decided to sell my car for scrap since it was starting to cost us a lot of money to get it fixed up. Good news it was bought quickly and we were able to get it gone in the early afternoon. My friends that I play cards with kind of forgot it was my birthday, but I wasn't upset about it. I hadn't been to card night in nearly 3/4 of a year due to working like crazy. So I don't really consider this a whammy day.

Friday evening after getting done with my work, I come home to find my elderly cat hiding with the guinea pigs. He didn't look well, and his vet office was closed. Most vet offices where I live seem to close early on the weekends. So I made him as comfortable I could, sensing he really didn't have much time left. He passed away around 1:30am US Mountain Time. He was less than a month away from his 16th birthday himself. Hitch and I had a great 14.5 years together. I adopted when he was a year old, and he's been with me through a lot of good times and a lot of bad times. At least I was able to be with him in his final moments.

I'm thinking of changing my birthday to some time in October and maybe my bad luck will finally stop.