For me? Not so much.

So, how do you feel about plastic surgery? I was all for it FOR ME until I actually had to have a surgery. Now, I can not imagine doing an elective surgery. I wanted a boob lift because as us moms know, kids kill your boobs.

But then I had to have a lump removed from my boob. It hurt. It hurt bad. And it was only a 2 inch incision! I can't even imagine electing to have someone cut even more on me. Sound crazy to me. But.....

I have 2 sister in laws, a good friend, and a BEST friend that have had boob jobs.

2 of those 4 had problems. Bad problems. That's 50%!!!! BUT, ALL said they would do it all over again!!!!! And, the 2 that didn't have problems, you wouldn't know they had a 'boob job' unless they told you because the doc did that good of a job. I wouldn't have known except one I knew before and the other told me. Dude, they are hot with or without them BTW!

I don't get it just because I can't handle pain but I have had big boobs since 6th grade so who am I to judge. And I don't. I get why they want them. They ROCK! But I wont ever 'lift' mine because of the pain of surgery. That is the only reason. If not for the pain, I would be all for it!!!!

What I don't get it is the face lift/botox thing...... I know I have wrinkles (at 28) and I think I have earned every one of them. I don't get the folks that try to look like a Barbie. And I'm not talking about folks with BDI. It's the folks that want to be prettier but yet are already pretty but have lots of money to blow.

Every woman I know that had some kind of fix in my opinion didn't need it. And they didn't think they needed it, but wanted it. I think nothing less or more of them. Some are my sisters, best friends, and some I didn't know how they looked before. And, I think, if it makes you feel better about yourself and you can deal with the pain then go for it!!!! I just want folks to do it for the right reason, for them and not for societies reasons.

If ya want it, go for it but please make sure you have a good doc. You sure as hell don't want to end up looking worse or die! It does happen!!!!

So, how do you feel about it?

Update

Well, It seems Little Man just had a bad cold but then he also got an ear infection. Went to the doc today and got all his meds. Hopefully he will feel better soon but it doesn't look like he will not make it to school at all this week. When a diabetic gets an infection (or has high blood sugar levels very long) his body makes this stuff called ketones. Then that makes him build up acid in his body. VERY bad thing. It could actually put him in a coma if not watched closely and treated. This morning he had moderate amounts of ketones and now we have it down to small amounts. The goal is to get it down to negative. So now I have to make sure his sugar levels stay down and he has to drink 24 oz of water every hour.

To top it all off, Toot and Smiley are now sick too. Seems they caught Little Mans cold. Toot woke up at 5am with 101.1 fever. Smileys was only 99.5. I feel so bad for my babies. I hate it when they are sick.

So now I feel like a nurse with all the meds and scheduling of meds going on. Here is how it goes. Little Man gets ear drops every 4 hours, checks his ketones and blood sugar every 2 hours, antibiotics every 12 hours, water every hour and Tylenol every 6 hours.
Toot gets her meds every 6 hours and Smiley gets his every 4 hours.
And of course none of those fall at the same time.

Hope everyone is having a better week than me and my family. I probably wont be around much because it seems that I have my hands full. Time for Toots meds right now!

DAMMIT!

As much as we try, we can't always protect our kiddos. That is a lesson we have all learned. When anyone is sick in this house, I do my hardest to keep Little Man from getting sick. I have had to go a week before without him to try and protect him.

BUT, I can't always protect him from the world. Apparently the flu is going around his school pretty bad. My ex mother in law called me yesterday to tell me that and to tell Little Man to wash his hands a lot. Too late.

He started coughing yesterday but I didn't think much about it. Then last night, he started feeling bad. This morning, he is SICK! Fever, dry cough, aches, headache, and very tired. Sounds like the flu to me dammit. I pray he doesn't start throwing up because if he does, most likely he will end up in the hospital. When you are a diabetic, illness's that others can handle aren't handled so well.

If ya are the praying type, could ya say a little prayer for my Little Man? I hope we can get through this without a trip to the hospital.

I just want to breath!

Seems a lot of folks have gotten sick lately.
You can now add me to the list.
Can't breath, smell, gotta sore throat, and fever.
It sucks.
Benny and Toot got it too.
Me and Toot plan on laying around feeling sorry for ourselves but poor Benny still has to go to work.
That's about all. Hope everyone else feels better.

It happens to the best of us.

I don't know if you could tell lately by my post but I have been in a funk for a while. I don't post as often as I use to and when I did they were not as 'feel good' or upbeat as usual. It got to the point that my mom called and asked if I was OK because I use to post every day. Well, here is the deal.

I have dealt with depression all my life. Well, not all my life but most of it. I have used drugs and alcohol to hide it in the past but that doesn't work real good. I was/am really good at putting on a 'mask' to hide it from others. If you didn't know the real me than you would never know anything was going on.

So, I felt it was going to far the other day and made an appointment. Went and talked to my doc and he agreed it was time for me to get back on my meds. Lexapro. I have been on it before and it worked really good. It doesn't make me a different person, just gets me back to the real me. I started taking them Friday and can already feel the difference.

People shouldn't be scared to say they have a problem and I know that. For some reason, I let it go farther than I should of but I did do something to take care of it, finally. It's easy to be 'who you want' on your blog but I am always me. Whether if its the happy go lucky chick or the chick that is battling depression. I am always still the same chick, you either love me or hate me.

Sad and disturbing

Edit at bottom.

Tuesday night I couldn't sleep so I was just flipping threw the channels. Now, I don't have satellite or cable so I have about 4 channels. Sometimes 5. Anyway, one I always have is PBS which is great because my kids love PBS Kids.



Anyway, Tuesday night on PBS they were doing this thing I think was called Lifeline. They were basically documenting what the severely (chronic) mentally ill people go through. It was hard to watch yet I couldn't tear myself away from it.



Basically what they said was there are not enough state mental hospitals and the ones that are there, are so crowded that they have to release patients KNOWING that they will relapse and end up back in jail within weeks or months. They said out of 100,000 released, 90% will be back within months.



The sad part is, there isn't many places that will help the mentally ill without insurance or lots of money. They are expected to walk out, get a job, house, stay on meds.... basically all by themselves. Most of the time, that's just not going to happen and they know it. One nurse actually said about one guy, "He will be back within three months and we just pray he doesn't hurt someone before he comes back."



The disturbing part is that they release these people KNOWING they are a danger to society! But, they say they have no choice. Once their meds are regulated, out the door they go. One lady said that "Prison is the best place for them (3 hots and a cot plus someone regulating their meds) and what does that say about our country?!"



One guy had been through the jail, state hospital, release, and back to jail scenario 18 times in 2 years! Scary huh?



I don't know what would be a good solution but what they are doing now is not working and hasn't for a LONG time.

I would like to add that a few weeks ago, I posted about how if the mentally ill CHOOSE to not take their meds, then they should be responsible for what they do while "crazy". Like my cousins ex-wife who does have a job, home, and insurance and still chose to not take her meds. A lot of theses people I am talking about in this post did not have a choice because they had no means to get their meds. Just wanted to add that so I didn't sound like a hypocrite.

A Little Something For All The Ladies

I am going to let you in on a little secret but let me say this first. I do not do reviews on my blog. If I tell you about a product or something it is because I use it and think you will love it, not because someone asked me to. That being said, I have got to tell you about my miracle pills.


I wish I had known about these before I had my hysterectomy. It really would have been a life saver seeings how I had the most horrible cramps. Anyway, I do know about them now and use them for a couple of different reasons.
First reason, they get rid of cramps. It doesn't matter what kind of cramps either. I get leg cramps when it is that time of the month (I still have my ovaries) and they get rid of them completely. They also work on any other kind of muscle cramps. When Benny is having muscle cramps from work, he takes them. I also have a bad back and when it starts to spasm, they help so much.



Second reason, they get rid of water weight. And I mean quick like. If you are retaining water it will be totally gone with in about 6 hours (for me) if that long. Just make sure you are around a bathroom cause that water has to get out somehow.



Anyway, they are cheap and you can get them at Wal-Mart. I am sure you can buy them other places but I usually only shop at Wal-Mart because of lack of anywhere else to go.

Also, don't take them with beer! They will fizz up so bad in your mouth!! Trust me! YUCK!!!

Hey everybody

I am stealing this meme from Carrin who stole it from Carty Party Of Three. I have had a week full of strep throat(me), stomach virus's(kids), and kidney stones(Benny). Needless to say, week from hell and you don't want the details. Trust me. Anyway, I will (I'M SO EXCITED!) be making a trip soon but I want to wait until all the details are ironed out before I tell ya. Don't ya hate it when people do that?! Anyway, since I don't want to tell you about the nastiness of this weekend or the details of my upcoming trip too soon, I'm doing this little meme. Enjoy.

1. What is in the back of your car right now? I have a pathfinder and in the back-n-the-back is 2 blankets and 2 pillows.

2. When was the last time you threw up? Thursday. I got choked on some food and threw up. Aren't you glad that was a question?!

3. What's your favorite curse word? The one I say most is SHIT!

4. Name 3 people who made you smile today? Benny, Carrin and Mom.

5. What were you doing at 8 am this morning? Wishing I was still asleep. I was also feeding geese in Arkansas where we went camping.

6. What were you doing 30 minutes ago? Looking up the cost of flights. BTW, April 17th-19th is the cheapest I found! Hint hint!

7. What will you be doing 3 hours from now? Hopefully sleeping.

8. Have you ever been to a strip club? Yes. Once where the women strip and a bunch where the men strip.

9. What is the last thing you said aloud? Night night, I love you sweety (to Toot).

10. What is the best ice cream flavor? Chocolate with peanut butter (this was Carrins answer). I gotta tell ya that I use to work at Baskin Robbins and I hated it when people ordered that shit. It is the hardest ice cream to scoop. Anyway, my favorite is either cookies-n-cream or mint chocolate chip.

11. What was the last thing you had to drink? Busch Light!

12. What are you wearing right now? A purple Mossy Oak wife beater and blue cammo fuzzy pj pants. They don't match for shit but they are sooooo comfy!

13. What was the last thing you ate? Beacon

14. Have you bought any new clothing items this week? Ummmm, I don't think so. Oh wait, I just remembered something. Pink titty socks (what Benny calls them). That means socks that have the breast cancer ribbon on them.

15. When was the last time you ran? Ummm, I guess today when I was chasing the kids but I'm pretty sure I was actually just jogging. Does that count? Hell, screw it, it does to me.

16. What's the last sporting event you watched? The Superbowl. That's what Carrin said but I'm pretty sure that's the last one I watched too.

17. Is your TV on? Yes. It ALWAYS is. Even if we are not home (don't want the cats and dog to get bored). Right now, The Little Mermaid is on.

18. Who is the last person you emailed? Carrin

19. Ever go camping? Ya, we went this past weekend.

20. Do you have a tan? I was told I did the other day but I don't see it. I don't ever get a fake tan. By the second weekend of summer I will have a pretty nice tan though. Don't bitch at me about skin cancer. I know all the dangers of our all powerful sun.

21. Do you miss someone? Sure, who doesn't.

22. Favorite Holiday? Gonna have to go with Carrin on this one. Thanksgiving - No gifts to buy and all the food you can eat! My mom makes the BEST Thanksgiving meal and pecan pie. That is the only day she makes pie and it is the only chocolate, pecan, and pumpkin pie I eat ever!

23. If you had to eat the same meal everyday for the rest of your life, what would it be? Taco Bell!

24. Do you drink your soda from a straw? Only if I got it from a restaurant. BTW, it's not a soda, it's a coke. Even if it's a Dr. Pepper.

25. What did your last IM say? The only time I IM'd was when my phone messed up a couple of months ago and I don't remember what it said but it was to my mom.

26. Are you some one's best friend? YUP

27. What are you doing tomorrow? I gotta go buy dog food (somebody please remind me) and keep Smiley on track on this whole using the potty thing.

28. Where is your mom right now? I guessing asleep but by the time you are reading this, I bet she is at work.

29. Look to your left, what do you see? Toot sleeping on the couch right next to our bed.

30. What color is your watch? I don't wear one but when I did it was silver and gold.

31. What do you think of when you think of Australia? Koala bears. My mom loves them. Oh, and Crocodile Dundee.

32. Would you consider plastic surgery? Use to but not any more. I just can't imagine volunteering for surgery. That shit hurts!

33. What is your birthstone? Diamond

34. Do you go in at a fast food place or just hit the drive thru? Drive thru every time!

35.How many kids do you want? 3 is plenty! You can watch them ANY time you want!

36. Do you have a dog? 3

37. Last person you talked to on the phone? My mom.

38. Have you met anyone famous? The comedian, Gallagher.

39. Any plans today? I think I already answered that. It said tomorrow but technically today is tomorrow because I haven't gone to sleep yet and it's already tomorrow.

40. How many states have you lived in? 1 and only 1 and I don't plan on that ever changing but ya never know.

41. Ever go to college? Yup. TCC baby!

42. Where are you right now? In bed.

43. Biggest annoyance in your life right now? My cats. I know they know the difference between a litter box and a pile of dirty clothes dammit!

44. Last song listened to? Real Good Man By Tim McGraw. At least that is the last one I remember on the radio.

46. Are you allergic to anything? Benadryl! Which Benny bought me the other day when my allergies were kicking my ass. Thanks Babe!

47. Favorite pair of shoes you wear all the time? Right now my boots. In the spring/summer/fall my flip flops.

48. Are you jealous of anyone? Not right now.

49. Is anyone jealous of you? I have know idea.

50. Where is your idea of a dream vacation? I don't know. I would love to vacation on some beautiful island but I really want to go to Ireland.

51. What time is it? 1:23am

52. Do any of your friends have children? Yup.

53. Do you eat healthy? Not usually.

54. What do you usually do during the day? Be a mom and blog.

55. Do you hate anyone right now? I don't hate. It's so not worth it.

56. Do you use the word 'hello' daily? Never. I always say "Hey".

58. How old will you be turning on your next birthday? 28

59. Have you ever been to Six Flags? About a million times. I grew up in Ft. Worth.

60. How did you get one of your scars? I had a lump removed out of my left booby when I was 19 years old.


I have no idea what #45 and #57 were because they were not on Carrins or Carty Party of three so don't think it's that I can't count, someone else can't.

Random

I've got strep throat so this will probably be pretty short. I am in so much pain right now and nothing seems to help. Any suggestions would be great.

Just some random stuff that's been going through my head.

• Melissa from the Bachelor is now on Dancing with the Stars. With only 2 days practice, she did pretty damn good. All the little snide remarks about Jason were funny but my favorite was when the host (just went blank on his name) said "I've got two words for you Jason, people skills."
• Why doesn't a moms world stop when she is sick? A dads does. That's not fair at all.
• I just found a whole package of diapers in the bag we throw are cans in. Yippee because I was going to have to buy some today.
• I have the stupidest TV in the world. The only way to get it on the right channel for the DVD player to work is to use the remote. I can't find the remote. DAMN!
• Strep throat sucks big time!
• I think I jinxed myself. I said we were a healthy family and since then we have all had a cold and now I have strep, which I have never had before in my life. Also, I said in another post that I don't burn food. Since then I have burned cheese sticks, popcorn and something else but I can't remember what it was.
• Did you know one of the side effects to penicillin is getting a black hairy tongue. Pretty gross huh? I hope that doesn't happen to me. If it does though, I am so taking a picture and will post it. I'll warn you if I do so you can skip that day if you would like.

OK, that's it. Hopefully I will feel better soon and don't get any weird side effect. Also, good luck to everyone playing in the SITS thingy today.

Crazy? Ya think?

I was talking with Carrin the other day and we started talking about people getting off by claiming insanity. Like mothers that kill there children for example.

Then later on I read the news and the guy that beheaded the other guy on the Greyhound bus and then started EATING him got off because the courts found him insane. Ya think?! Did they really have to have a trial to figure that shit out? He just has to go to a mental institution for treatment.

Here is my theory.
Any one that murders another person is insane. If they were not insane, they would not have done it. Anyone that hurts or kills children, is insane. Same reason.

I DO NOT THINK THESE PEOPLE SHOULD BE ALLOWED TO EVER WALK FREE AGAIN!!!!

With the guy I mentioned, he will be evaluated every year to see if he is sane enough to release WITH NO CRIMINAL RECORD! WTF! He killed a guy and then started EATING him.

This is what I think. If a person is insane and then takes meds and becomes sane AND THEN chooses to quit taking their meds, well then they are CHOOSING to be crazy and do crazy things. They should be held responsible for all their actions.
Just like if I choose to drink a shit load of beer, black out, and then kill someone because I drove drunk, I would go to jail.

Or I could just sue the bar that served me the beer. That shit actually happens. Can you believe that? So stupid. Sorry, getting off track.

I have had my share of mental problems so it's not like I am not sensitive to people with mental disorders. Also, my cousins ex-wife is bi-polar and we were real close at one point. She chooses to not take her meds because she doesn't like the way they make her feel. Well, last time she quit taking them she tried to cut her son out of her own stomach. She knows this and still chooses to not take her meds. So, she is making a conscious choice to be crazy. I think if she does something illegal, she should be held accountable, meds or no meds.

That's my opinion and I can assure you it wont change.

Have a great weekend!

Sickly?

OK, the other day the word sickly was used to describe me. It kinda bothered me. Not because she said it but because I got to thinking about it and she was right. Over the last 4 months, my family has been sick A LOT. So, I got to thinking because this is actually weird. We have always been a really healthy family.

Little Man hardly ever gets sick even though he has diabetes. The docs say having diabetes lowers your immune system but it doesn't with him. When he gets strep throat (he's had it 3 times in 10 years), it barely bothers him and I've seen adults cry because strep hurts so bad. When he gets a stomach virus, he usually only pukes once. Sometimes he has allergies, but that's it. He's really healthy.
Then we got Toot. She was 3 years old the very first time she had to take antibiotics. And, she hasn't had to take them since. She NEVER gets sick. Sometimes, she will get a little cold and it last about a day. ANY amount of fever makes her puke so that day or two that she has a cold, I just gotta make sure and keep her fever down with Motrin.
Now to Smiley. He is pretty healthy too. In the winter we have to keep a humidifier in his room because the dry are kills him. So, in the winter, he usually has a runny nose. And, if he gets a stomach virus, he usually doesn't throw up. He just gets the runs. He's only been on antibiotics once for an ear infection.
Benny, never gets sick. With anything.
Then there is me. I will usually get what ever the kids have and usually get it worse. Growing up, I never got sick. Then we moved to east TX. I started getting sick a lot at first. Come to find out, I had allergies to pine trees. My body is use to them now so that's good. Now, every year I get one bad cold that turns to bronchitis and I loose my voice (remember, I smoke). Then, I had Smiley. When I only had 2 kids, I still got out and did all the shopping and what not. With 3 kids, that all changed. It's such a hassle for me so Benny does all the shopping now except on rare occasions. I have gotten sick more in the last 2 years than I think I have in my whole life. I think it is just because I am not exposing myself to much and so my immune system isn't like it use to be.

OK, anyway. The reason I am writing this. Last November, Toot, Smiley, and me all got what we thought was a stomach virus. But, it lasted forever. And, it seemed like when we were about to get over it, it would start back over. Benny never got it at all which seemed weird to me because the stomach virus effect everyone that's near it. And I didn't get it very bad, which is weird because usually a stomach virus gets me BAD. Also, nobody at Toots school or Little Mans school had it. And Toot, had it the worst and longest (I'm talking weeks here people). She would be doing better, eat, and then be so sick again.

Now, I have a theory on this. At that time, I had bought some peanut butter like 2 days before Toot got sick. Toot loves pb&j sandwiches. So before and the whole time she was sick, that's what she ate. Since she ate them, so did Smiley. I think I ate one or two. Benny, didn't eat any. Little Man stayed away so he didn't eat any either. At one point, Toot got real dehydrated and quit eating. When she started eating again, it was very bland. She got better. Smiley always eats what she eats and he got better. Then one day in January, Toot came home from school and started puking. I asked her what she had for a snack and she said crackers and juice. I asked the teacher later and she said it was peanut butter crackers. After she got over being sick, she asks for peanut butter and jelly sandwiches with no peanut butter.

Sometime in December, I saw that salmonella poisoning was going around pretty bad. I didn't pay much attention to this. Then, they started talking about how it's in the peanut butter. I immediately threw out all of out peanut butter. I started thinking about how every time they or I were sick, we had eaten peanut butter.

This last weekend, my Mom went to Ft Worth to see my brothers and their families. One of my sis-in-laws is a nurse practitioner. I had talked to my Mom about the peanut butter so she talked to my sis-in-law about it. Told her everything about the symptoms coming and going and everything that happened. My sis-in-law said it sounded exactly like salmonella poisoning. That in a healthy person, that is how it would effect them. We now are staying VERY far away from ANYTHING that has peanut butter in it and I did clean out my pantry of any thing with peanuts in it.

So see, we aren't sickly. I was just poisoning us without knowing it. Insert guilt here! I heard it wasn't in the jars of peanut butter but I am not believing it at all. Not after that month we had.

So, please don't feed your family peanut butter until this is all resolved.

The Answer

If you read Friday's post, then you probably want to know what was wrong with my Mom.
Nobody got it right but TMM did guess something I forgot to say they tested twice for and that was Lyme Disease.

Is what she had was mercury poisoning.

About 3 weeks before she got sick, she had gone to the dentist to have a cavity filled. The dentist used an Amalgam (silver) filling. It doesn't cause problems with everyone but does happen to a lot. After doing a lot of research, she learned this is really a problem and that is why so many dentist's don't use them anymore.

The doctor appointment I made for her was with a dentist to have that tooth pulled. Now her body is really sensitive to mercury. That is why she has to watch what she eats kinda. She can't eat tuna anymore because of the mercury in it and had to limit herself when she eats fish. She doesn't really care for fish that much so it isn't really hard for her.

She also has to check all the medicine a doctor prescribes her because there is a lot of medicine out there that has mercury in it. Because she doesn't have a spleen, she was getting a flu and pneumonia shot every year. She can no longer get the pneumonia shot anymore because it has mercury in it.

If you or your children get a cavity filled, please make sure they don't get the silver filling. It is really not worth the risk.

Medical Mysteries - Can You Figure It Out?

Have you ever seen that show? They show you all these crazy symptoms and you get to guess what the heck is wrong with that person. Then at the end, they tell you.

That's what I am going do today with ya. If you guess it right, all ya get is a big ol' "Good Job" and a pat on the back. Oh, and you get to know that you are smarter than all the doctors in Shreveport, LA and Texarkana, TX.

On Memorial day in 2005, we went to my parents house to see them. My mom was in bed sick. This is really weird because my mom is NEVER sick. I think with her current job at the time, she had never even taken a sick day. She is not on any medication and doesn't even like taking Tylenol. She was literally the healthiest person I knew.

I went in, gave her a kiss, and left so she could rest. This went on for days and we started getting worried. She had severe fatigue, weakness, back pain, nausea, vomiting, joint pain, confusion and fever. With each day, more symptoms appeared. She got to the point that she couldn't eat, walk good, think, or sleep. Her being a Physical Therapist, this drove her crazy.

At first, they thought she had hepatitis but it wasn't. Then, they did a CT scan to see if she had a kidney infection because of the back pain. During that, they found some cysts on her lymph glands. Father's Day weekend, they said she could have lymphoma. We were devastated. Just one month earlier, she was climbing trees with Little Man on Mother's Day.

Turns out, it wasn't cancer. When she was 18, she was in a car wreck and her spleen basically exploded. The 'cysts' on her lymph glands were pieces of her spleen and were not causing any problems. We were so happy she didn't have cancer, but wanted to know what was wrong with her. She went through months of tests. They sent her to Shreveport for test and they thought it might be lupus. She had tested positive on some test that basically said her body was attacking itself.

Nope, not lupus. Whatever it was, it was affecting so many parts of her body. She also had dry mouth, mouth sores, sore throat, her vision got a lot worse, restless leg syndrome, headaches, chest and abdominal pain, red blotches on her face, and itching. Her symptoms would get worse after she ate so she didn't like eating. Hubby went out of town to work so I moved in with them to help out. Dad works nights so I needed to be there.

Then they thought she had Multiple Sclerosis. Nope, not that.

They did a spinal tap to see if that would tell them anything and it didn't. She had good days and bad days. Sometimes she seemed almost normal and others she was so sick. On her good days, she basically seemed drunk. Used the wrong words, unbalanced, and forgetful. Ya, those were her good days. On her bad days, she had to use a walker if she got up and hurt so bad and was so sick. The doctors finally decided it was all in her head and that she needed to see a shrink.

She didn't see a shrink. We all knew better.

In February of 2006, with still no answers, my parents decided to get away for a week. They went up to Arkansas for a fly fishing thing and I stayed at their house to dog sit. She called me on one of the days and told me to make her an appointment with a certain kind of doctor. I got out the phone book and made one for that Tuesday.

Within 2 weeks, she was pretty much back to normal. If she got too tired or ate the wrong food, she would show some symptoms but not bad. Within a couple of months, she was totally normal, healthy and back at work. This is not something that will ever come back but she still has to watch what she eats (kinda). We are so glad that this is behind us all.

So, can you guess what was wrong with her? I will let you all know Monday. Until then, good luck guessing.

Quick update

Just a little update real quick. My great grandfather was allowed to go home from the hospital today. He made it all night without getting a fever so they let him go. YEA! When this all started, his temp was over 106 degrees. He hates people worrying about him and he really hates not being with his own stuff. I'm sure being in the hospital was driving him crazy. He is happy now and I am sure doing all the stuff he thought he should have been doing while wasting time in the stupid hospital. That's just how he thinks.

Thanks for all your thoughts and prayers. Me and my family really do appreciate it.

MIA for good reasons

OK, so I have been a really bad blogger lately. But hey, I got some good reasons.

Holidays with family. Pretty good reason huh!

Hubby has been working almost non stop, 7 days a week for a couple months and now he is off work for a week. Another good reason, I think.

And then, yesterday my Great-Grandfather (the only grandfather I have ever had) was admitted to the hospital for the first time in his life (he is 90 years old) with pneumonia and I have been hanging out with him and helping when I can. The REALLY big reason!

He is the sweetest man that made my Jodie (great-grandmother) happy. So I will be busy until he is home and safe. He seems to be doing good and in good spirits. He said to me "Fancy meeting you here" when I showed up today and that helped ease my fear. It really helps that Hubby is home and can watch the kids. I wanted a break from being "Mommy" but not for this reason. I guess I should watch what I wish for.

He was teaching Toot to play golf.

Any prayers you got would be nice. Be back when I can and let you know how he is doing.

Will it ever end?

If you haven't been reading my blog, shame on you! Just kidding. If you haven't then you don't know that I have been dealing with sick, puking kids for about a month now and that I was lucky enough to get that wonderful little virus last week for the second time. It's been real fun around here. God was nice enough to let us enjoy Thanksgiving weekend but then Monday, we were back to reality with all the puking. Everyone is finally better now and my house smells like bleach and carpet cleaner. I pray we don't have to go threw this again for a long time.

Then Sunday morning happened. I woke up in such excruciating pain. This is probably the closest pain to labor I have ever felt. I took some pain meds and it didn't work. Finally after and hour and half, the pain meds started helping. Except, they made me sick. So back to puking.

What was wrong, you ask.

A toothache or abscess or something. Let me explain.

I broke a tooth awhile ago and haven't taken care of it for a couple of reasons. One, buying Christmas presents for my family and paying all the bills. Two, we don't have dental insurance and I know this will be very expensive. And Three, it wasn't really bothering me.

Ha! That was until yesterday. I was seriously on the phone trying to find a dentist to come in on a Sunday to 'fix' me. Hubby just sat there kinda worried because he knew it would be expensive, especially for an emergency visit on a Sunday, but didn't say a word for fear of his own life. I was serious about this and looked for over 2 hours. Luckily, I didn't find one. I say luckily because I made it to today alive and got to do our much needed Christmas shopping. Almost all done!

I have an appointment at 3pm today. They said it would probably take at least 3 visits to fix. If only I had taken care of this earlier. I could just have to tooth pulled but my parents spent way to much on my beautiful smile to do that. I had braces TWICE! So, it will probably end up being a root canal and a cap. Does that hurt? I have never even had a cavity filled before.

So wish me and my pocket book luck. We NEED it!!!!

I feel like such a whiny ass lately!

Oh ya, since I'm whining, I might as well tell you what happened last night. Smiley gave me a busted, swollen, bloody lip. He accidentally head butted me HARD. I'm hoping it was an accident. He can't really be that mean, right? Yep, that was a perfect ending to my perfect day.

She's gotta screw loose!!

I don't know if you remember but my Mom dislocated her shoulder on Thanksgiving (which was also her birthday). She had a screw put in her shoulder 36 years ago to prevent it from coming out of socket and it worked for a good long time. She is not one to go to the doctor, so I made her promise me she would go if it didn't get better. Well, it didn't.

She went to the regular doctor on wednesday and he said that he thought it was ok but (on her request) did an MRI. It keeps kinda slipping in and out so she knew it wasn't ok. Thursday was the MRI and Friday to the specialist. This specialist isn't just some country bumpkin. He has famous clients from all over America who go to him for their surgery because he is so good. Some of them are/were Terry Bradshaw, Bart Star, Jack Nicklaus. Regis Philman, Tom Landry, and many more. So we trust him.

He took some x-rays, looked at the MRI and then took more x-rays trying to figure out where the screw was suppose to be and desided that it isn't where it is suppose to be even though he has no clue where it is suppose to be. Still with me? Good. It's just kinda floating around in the soft tissue. He gave her a cordisone shot and said if in 2 weeks it wasn't better, he would have to go in, take the screw out, and then look to see what he could do to fix her. The screw is medal (obviously) and so it messed up the MRI enough to where he couldn't see if she tore anything.

When she moves her arm certain ways, she gets a sharp pain and thinks it's the screw poking her. She now has real bad tendonitis and is still in a lot of pain. She is a physical therapist so this is causing problems with her job. Hopefully, she can get this all taken care of soon.

I feel bad for her but at least now it is medically proven that my Mom does in fact have a screw loose. I've known that all along but now I have proof!

Little Man

I told myself that when the feeling hit, I would write a post about my children. One post dedicated to only telling you about that particular child.


Today, I feel the desire to tell you about my Little Man. Brace yourself. It's long but I hope you will still read it.



He is a normal 10 year old. He loves me and gets so mad at me all the time. He is the oldest so with that comes doing stuff he REALLY doesn't want to do sometimes. Please play with them outside so I can take a shower! He is extremely smart and loves to read, watch superhero movies, play video games, and talk to me in the middle of my favorite TV show when it's not commercial.



I became pregnant with him at the age of 16. I soon there after married his father. Our families were very supportive of us and really helped us along. I graduated high school a year early and 6 weeks later gave birth to my first miracle. Labor was looong and hard (I almost died) and when he finally decided to join us on the outside world, he wasn't breathing. I can say that is the most I have ever been scared in my entire life. They had to bag him for about 15 minutes and then he sat under oxygen for 45 minutes. I didn't get to hold him until after all that but when I did, it struck me just how much I truly loved him. That is such and amazing feeling. Nothing like it.



We spent days playing and doing Mommy/son things and he was truly the cutest baby ever. When he was about 10 months old, I left his father. A few weeks after that, his father left to go overseas for Army stuff. It was just me and him and I was trying to wrap my head around the fact that I was a single mother now at 18 years of age. Thank God for my parents. They helped out so much. I don't know what we would have done without them.



That next January he got sick. I took him to the doc and was told it was an ear infection. No problem, we had been through this many times before. After a few days of meds, no better and he had horrible diaper rash (first time ever). So I took him back and they told me he still had the infection and the antibiotics caused the rash. OK, I can deal with that. A few days later he was just getting worse and my Mom took him to the doc. Same story. I then started noticing that he was going threw diapers big time at night and when he woke up was screaming for water. He also wouldn't hardly eat anything and was beginning to look like a skeleton. Not good. So off we go to the doc again. This time, I stripped him down to his diaper and said, "Somethings wrong, figure it out. Run blood test or something!" So they did (I'm sure to just shut me up) and sent me home saying they would call if anything is wrong. OK, finally, maybe we can figure this out because by now, this has been going on for 2 weeks.



The day my life changed was one I will remember for the rest of my life. My Mom worked at the hospital where they ran the test and thankfully, she was friends with the woman in the lab. Mom stopped by the lab to see what was going on and the woman told her to call me and get Little Man back to the doc ASAP! She called me and told me "They think it's diabetes. Get him here now." I hung up the phone, shocked, What? Diabetes? He's not old. It's gotta be wrong. So I loaded him up and off we went.



The nurse ushered us in quickly and the doc came in and said this to me, "He had diabetes, his blood sugar is 859 and he has DKA. You have to get him to another hospital (30 minutes away) now. They are waiting on you." Then he left. Huh? What? DK what? So I called my mom freaking out and she took us to the other hospital. Called the in-laws on the way and they came up there too. As soon as we got there, the nurses took him straight to the room and started hooking him up to machines and tried to get an IV going. That took forever and they finally got one in his neck. Not what I was expecting to see my 1 and 1/2 year old going through. I was scared but not like when he was born. I was clueless.


The doc finally came in and explained. About damn time someone explained something.


He had diabetes and was extremely dehydrated because his blood sugar had gotten so high and caused there to be an acid in his body (diaper rash). OK, fix him. Then she told me it's not curable and he will have to live with daily shots of insulin. Nope, not my son. You messed up and miss diagnosed him. She told me, that is the only way possible for his blood sugar to be 859. A person that doesn't have diabetes blood sugar will run around 100. Oh.


The next few days were spent living there while they got his blood sugar back down. My Little Man was back to his normal self and I was ready for all of this to be over. Then we had to drive to Dallas and spend the week living at Children's Med Hospital to learn how to take care of him (keep him alive). I remember the drive. I was confused, mad, sad, and confused. I wanted to know how this happened. I didn't even know anyone with diabetes.



That next week was full of every emotion you can think of. I was bombarded with info and had very little sleep. I was mad at the doctors, mad at God, and mad at myself for letting this happen. At one moment, I took myself out of my little bubble and looked around. The floor he was on has all kinds of kids with different diseases. Cancer being one of them. A light went off in my head. We can treat this. He can live a normal life. It sucks, but could be worse. A lot worse. I decided then, he would be a normal kid, not a Diabetic kid. Yes, he had diabetes, but that's not who he is. And then we went home.



The next year was filled with shots, checking his blood sugar all the time, counting carbs, and trying to explain to him what was going on when I still didn't really know. I had to teach him what I was still trying to figure out. But we've made it through with only 2 seizures, really good blood sugar numbers, and learned how to be normal.


He's now ten and can check his sugar and do his shots all by himself. It's a way of life and we don't really see how life is different than other families. He doesn't feel sorry for himself and never complains about having diabetes. The only time he really says anything is when Toot pulls her pants down and asks for a shot. Then Little Man says, "Trust me, you don't want diabetes!" She doesn't see him as different or abnormal and just wants to be like him. Those are some of my proudest moments as a Mom. He has a good understanding of people with diseases or disabilities and is always kind to them even when it's not the "cool thing to do". He has made me very proud in our journey we travel everyday.

I always say "he has diabetes" in stead of "he's a diabetic". Reason is, that is not who he is. I'm not the kind of mom that goes around telling everyone I meet that he has diabetes and I usually donate to other charities more than the diabetes one. (Reason for that is I hope people donate to charities even if they don't know someone affected by the disease, so I do it.) People stare at restaurants, and he just shows off how good he is with it all. People make a big deal out of it and he tells them it's not that bad, just annoying. We don't make a big deal out of it and he is a perfectly normal, crazy, protective, smart, beautiful, caring, sensitive, joyful, happy 10 year old boy.



We later found out that the nurses at the first hospital didn't think he would even make it to the second hospital alive. At that moment, I am so glad I didn't even have a clue.


We still don't know what caused it and never will. I was mad at God for a long time, but not anymore. I realize God knew we could handle it and handle it well. We still pray everyday for a cure but until that happens, we are happy with the way life is now.



Right now, all he cares about is what video game is coming out next, just like he should.


I love him so much and he has a special place in my heart. We have grown up together. We have made it through hard times together and can get through it all. He still cuddles with me and tells me he loves me every night.




Not only is he my first born, but he's my Little Man.

Refund please

I think I need a refund on this one.

Two years ago I had a hysterectomy. I was very happy with this. I knew I didn't want anymore kids and not having to live with daily pain down there sounded like heaven.

So, I went in, they took out everything but my ovaries (no hormone pills, yea), and I instantly felt no more pain from the endometriosis. Everything was great.

Then, about 6 months later, I was in the ER convinced I had appendicitis. Nope, cyst on my right ovary (the one I wanted him to take out BECAUSE of this problem). Now, I usually know what cysts feel like (I've had them since forever) but apparently my ovaries moved with all the extra space. Who'd of thought. I felt really silly when my doc said "April, don't you know by now how a cyst feels?" He was half joking. Don't rag on him, he can say anything he wants because he convinced the ins. company to pay for the hyst. even though I was only 25. Love him!

The other reason I do believe I deserve a refund is because I still ovulate every month. So about a week out of every month I cramp (my legs do and did before the hysterectomy), break out on my face, and become "psycho bitch". My name for me during this lovely time. Hubby thought he would be able to get some everyday after the surgery but now knows better and agrees on the refund.

So all I gained is no need for tampons and no "surprise" children on their way. Oh ya, and no more pain everyday. Oh, and no more pap-smears (AWESOME) because I have no cervix. OK, so all that is worth something, so maybe a partial refund. But something needs to come my way cause this is just annoying. Thank God for Midol!