She blew thick yellowish liquid into her handkerchief. She looked at it feeling disgusted and soon enough she felt a slight woosh and foosh in her head seeing stars. She grabbed the back of a chair next to her and lowered herself to sit down. This is one nasty month. Basically, her financial and health is giving her one nasty ride this month. She felt all her senses strained away from her body. Yup, you read that right. She, Martha, the one person who has always been a fighter, is really stuck in the center when everything else is attacking her from back front left and right. She felt as though she can't move. But she is not giving up. She is just gathering sometimes for herself and some strength too before she comes up with an action plan, like she has always done. But, seriously, she is at the edge of giving up and losing hope. Hopefully some divine intervention will come and rescue her before its too late.