hurt but not yet slain

I'm still feeling pretty bad  but it's like the poem, that goes " A little I'm hurt but not yet slain. I'll just lie down and bleed a while. And then I'll rise and fight again." My uncle's funeral is on October 17 and once that is done I think things will be better for me and my mother.  If you have Transamerica insurance or your insurance company has been bought by them all I can say... scream is "Dump them". I've never dealt with a slower and more unresponsive company in my life.  So, until I can will myself into being what my husband fondly calls his "vinegar Dym, Dym" I've been taking some comfort/distraction in Twitter and Hilary White's new blog,  What's Up With the Synod.