Tuesday, April 13, 2010
Monday, April 12, 2010
I hate more than anything to fight with my kids! We had the worst morning ever! I need to take Cari's advice from her FB, count to 10 before I do something illegal!
It went something like this. My kids don't have shorts to wear to school. Everything from last year is way too small. I decided to take them to wm to get them a couple of things to get them by till we can go shopping. She is totally impossible to shop with. We butt heads when shopping!! Well, we finally agreed on a couple of things and this morning when it was time to get dressed, it didn't look right, or fit right (even though she tried it on at the store) or feel right. OMG! I know this is payback! But, then since I told the kids that they will be eating at school for the rest of the year, she had a meltdown. I simply don't have the money to keep this up. They have free lunches at school so that's what I decided to do. I had to tell Alli to get in the car this morning or she was grounded after school. I also said things I shouldn't have said. But how can I not say those things when their father tells them "the reason mommy kicked me out is because I don't make enough money for her" total bullshit. That's not the reason. The definition of insanity is doing the same things over and over again and expecting a different result. Ummm hello!!! I'm so tired of this shit, it's draining me and it's having a negative effect on my kids. They should not have to deal with adult problems. But I told them that we are short this month with $$$ and that we will have to do the best we can. Alli still not happy with this and doesn't understand. Their dad has also told them that they should have money because they get $$ off of my disability money every month. Yes they do, but I use that for bills, food and clothing and extracurricular activities and school expenses and Rx expenses that he doesn't pay 1/2 for and should. So therefor I don't have any extra money this month. I haven't worked because I'm sick and on treatment right now, so no extra $$ coming in there either. I did tell them that I should be getting a lot more money from their dad, but he only pays me a little a month and doesn't help me with the other stuff he should be helping me with. I know I shouldn't have said that, but he keeps lieing to them. He has no idea of what I've had to do to make ends meet. He has no idea how my household works. I want to give them the best and the most out of life, but I can't most of the time. I have signed them up for summer stuff, but am I going to get paid 1/2 for it, ummmm prolly NOT. He doesn't have moeny either. Why is this? He has a girlfriend who has a son and prolly spends that extra money on them, not to mention that he has sold his Buell, where did that money go to? He no longer is responsible for insurance on the kids, that's an extra $500 a month. I'm surprised they weren't wrapped in bubble wrap for clothing for school as they don't have insurance at this moment. What if one of them has an accident and has to go to the ER. Who do you think is going to pay for that? He doesn't have any money!!!
I'm so tired of being made out to be the one who is the bad guy. He needs to keep his stinkin mouth shut and stop talking about it. The only things my kids are worried about is money! I don't talk about him nor do I need to. I'm sorry the kids are going through this, but I made the best decision for my family. I'm not proud of the fact that I'm divorced. I'm also not ashamed or embarrassed either. I have no regrets. I love my kids dearly and wouldn't trade them for the world. I'm only sorry that I married so early on and was in love with the fact of getting married and having what everyone else had! I don't need that anymore! We were engaged 3 months after we met, I wish I would have waited.
Now that I'm dating Bobby for 5 months now, there have been speculations of us getting married. Bobby nor myself have discussed this. He knows that I don't have a plan on getting married for a long time. I'm not making the same mistake a second time. I don't want to get married and later having it end in divorce. I'm happy with where things are in my life. I'm happy with the decision I made last year in ending my marriage. I didn't think it would be a piece of cake or a walk in the !
I'm a damn good mother, but I don't need an award for it either!!! I know what I need to do to keep this house running and I know what my kids need and how to make them happy. Not everyday will be ice cream and sprinkles, but I do the best I can under any circumstances that may come our way.
The final court date for us (hopefully) is tomorrow on Tuesday the 13th at 1:30 and then hopefully there will be more consistency in this divorce!!
It went something like this. My kids don't have shorts to wear to school. Everything from last year is way too small. I decided to take them to wm to get them a couple of things to get them by till we can go shopping. She is totally impossible to shop with. We butt heads when shopping!! Well, we finally agreed on a couple of things and this morning when it was time to get dressed, it didn't look right, or fit right (even though she tried it on at the store) or feel right. OMG! I know this is payback! But, then since I told the kids that they will be eating at school for the rest of the year, she had a meltdown. I simply don't have the money to keep this up. They have free lunches at school so that's what I decided to do. I had to tell Alli to get in the car this morning or she was grounded after school. I also said things I shouldn't have said. But how can I not say those things when their father tells them "the reason mommy kicked me out is because I don't make enough money for her" total bullshit. That's not the reason. The definition of insanity is doing the same things over and over again and expecting a different result. Ummm hello!!! I'm so tired of this shit, it's draining me and it's having a negative effect on my kids. They should not have to deal with adult problems. But I told them that we are short this month with $$$ and that we will have to do the best we can. Alli still not happy with this and doesn't understand. Their dad has also told them that they should have money because they get $$ off of my disability money every month. Yes they do, but I use that for bills, food and clothing and extracurricular activities and school expenses and Rx expenses that he doesn't pay 1/2 for and should. So therefor I don't have any extra money this month. I haven't worked because I'm sick and on treatment right now, so no extra $$ coming in there either. I did tell them that I should be getting a lot more money from their dad, but he only pays me a little a month and doesn't help me with the other stuff he should be helping me with. I know I shouldn't have said that, but he keeps lieing to them. He has no idea of what I've had to do to make ends meet. He has no idea how my household works. I want to give them the best and the most out of life, but I can't most of the time. I have signed them up for summer stuff, but am I going to get paid 1/2 for it, ummmm prolly NOT. He doesn't have moeny either. Why is this? He has a girlfriend who has a son and prolly spends that extra money on them, not to mention that he has sold his Buell, where did that money go to? He no longer is responsible for insurance on the kids, that's an extra $500 a month. I'm surprised they weren't wrapped in bubble wrap for clothing for school as they don't have insurance at this moment. What if one of them has an accident and has to go to the ER. Who do you think is going to pay for that? He doesn't have any money!!!
I'm so tired of being made out to be the one who is the bad guy. He needs to keep his stinkin mouth shut and stop talking about it. The only things my kids are worried about is money! I don't talk about him nor do I need to. I'm sorry the kids are going through this, but I made the best decision for my family. I'm not proud of the fact that I'm divorced. I'm also not ashamed or embarrassed either. I have no regrets. I love my kids dearly and wouldn't trade them for the world. I'm only sorry that I married so early on and was in love with the fact of getting married and having what everyone else had! I don't need that anymore! We were engaged 3 months after we met, I wish I would have waited.
Now that I'm dating Bobby for 5 months now, there have been speculations of us getting married. Bobby nor myself have discussed this. He knows that I don't have a plan on getting married for a long time. I'm not making the same mistake a second time. I don't want to get married and later having it end in divorce. I'm happy with where things are in my life. I'm happy with the decision I made last year in ending my marriage. I didn't think it would be a piece of cake or a walk in the !
I'm a damn good mother, but I don't need an award for it either!!! I know what I need to do to keep this house running and I know what my kids need and how to make them happy. Not everyday will be ice cream and sprinkles, but I do the best I can under any circumstances that may come our way.
The final court date for us (hopefully) is tomorrow on Tuesday the 13th at 1:30 and then hopefully there will be more consistency in this divorce!!
Monday, February 22, 2010
The first 2 months since the "D"
Wow!!! Has it been really 6 months since I last blogged?
So I'm divorced now! As of January 5th. There is a 30 day grace period and in 30 days there is a status hearing, I guess just in case somebody changes their mind. I won't be the one. I went back to the status hearing and since "FH" hasn't talked to his lawyer, I have to wait another 30 freakin days for yet another status hearing! WTF!!!!! Are you kidding me? How busy does a person have to be not to talk to their lawyer? I'm a busy person and yet I still talk to my lawyer!!! I know he doesn't want this divorce, but I do. I want it over with! I know it will never really be over with, but at least legally!!!!!
I had to work on Sunday and told him that I needed him to take the kids for the day. He actually said, "let me check". WTF!!! Check with whom? I know he has a girlfriend, I think, that's what the kids said, but she should not be first before the kids! he actually told me that he can pick them up before church (him going to church is a crock of shit by the way) and then I might have to find someone to work for me. I was opening the store, I don't have people work for me. These are his kids and he has to "check" to see if he can come get them? Just because he's mad at me for leaving him, finally and divorcing him and it's not "his weekend" he won't take the kids for an afternoon. He never just takes the kids for an afternoon. I would think that a great dad, even through a divorce, would be grateful for the opportunity to take his kids when he can. I think he does it to make me mad, and he does it very good. It does piss me off!
So then I get a txt later at work and asks me if he gets to see the kids. REALLY? I said no! If he chooses to not take the kids when I need him to be there for them, then he shouldn't get the opportunity. He had the chance. I feel so sorry for the kids. They already feel him pulling away from them. They so wanted to spend the day with him! Then he txt'd their phone and said he wished they were with him. they are not a convenience for him when he has nothing else to do!
I had to work the other night and I was supposed to be off at 6 and I walked out of the store at 6:23 and as I was walking to the car and on the phone with him to figure out how to get the kids, he drove by the store. WTF (again - must be my favorite saying right now) REALLY? Who does he think he is, a babysitter that if I don't show up at exactly 6, I'm doing something else? So it's 6 and time to clock out for him? These are his kids, not a fucking weekend visit. He needs to grow up and be a father.
the kids told me that he told them he was getting a tattoo of their names on his back or some place like that. UMMMMMM, he owes me child support and he owes it to the kids to be their father. Does it mean that you are a parent when you have your kids' names tattoo'd on yourself? By my definition, he is not worthy to be a father. I know that is a really harsh! I try to get along with him and he actually made me laugh the other day, but of course that didn't last. He is always trying to catch me doing something other than what I'm say I'm doing. I don't pawn my kids off onto someone else. I'm working now because he doesn't give a damn to support his kids. he doesn't even feed them when it's time. He doesn't have money, but yet he can afford to drive to kc all the time and get a fucking tattoo? He goes to church and yet he treats me and the kids this way. I gave him nothing but support for 10 fucking years, and kids even when I'm fucking sick. All he ever did was buy shit and sleep our marriage away. That's how I see it.
I have sooooo much anger and resentment towards him. I wonder when it will ever go away! I don't want to stay angry, but every thing he does makes want to claw his eyes out. I can't even look at him without anger! The shit he put me and the kids through for the past 6 months.
He says he misses them and loves them, then fucking show it! Mason & Alli need a father not a weekend visit! They have 2 homes now, he doesn't make it feel like a home. He has no regard to his smoking around them. When they come home, they smell so bad, even the inside of their backpacks smell like smoke. It upsets them sooo much. They cry when he's not there for them. When he says he is coming to pick them up, they are standing at the door waiting for him. They love him unconditionally, but that love isn't returned. My heart aches and breaks for them.
At least my kids will always know that I'm here for them, no matter what. I will always put them and their needs first before my own. It's reasuring that they know this too.
If I ever decide to get married someday, which will be years from now, I hope that he will be the best stepdad to my kids and treat them and love them as his own. My kids deserve to be loved by a dad, whether it's their biological or stepdad.
So I'm divorced now! As of January 5th. There is a 30 day grace period and in 30 days there is a status hearing, I guess just in case somebody changes their mind. I won't be the one. I went back to the status hearing and since "FH" hasn't talked to his lawyer, I have to wait another 30 freakin days for yet another status hearing! WTF!!!!! Are you kidding me? How busy does a person have to be not to talk to their lawyer? I'm a busy person and yet I still talk to my lawyer!!! I know he doesn't want this divorce, but I do. I want it over with! I know it will never really be over with, but at least legally!!!!!
I had to work on Sunday and told him that I needed him to take the kids for the day. He actually said, "let me check". WTF!!! Check with whom? I know he has a girlfriend, I think, that's what the kids said, but she should not be first before the kids! he actually told me that he can pick them up before church (him going to church is a crock of shit by the way) and then I might have to find someone to work for me. I was opening the store, I don't have people work for me. These are his kids and he has to "check" to see if he can come get them? Just because he's mad at me for leaving him, finally and divorcing him and it's not "his weekend" he won't take the kids for an afternoon. He never just takes the kids for an afternoon. I would think that a great dad, even through a divorce, would be grateful for the opportunity to take his kids when he can. I think he does it to make me mad, and he does it very good. It does piss me off!
So then I get a txt later at work and asks me if he gets to see the kids. REALLY? I said no! If he chooses to not take the kids when I need him to be there for them, then he shouldn't get the opportunity. He had the chance. I feel so sorry for the kids. They already feel him pulling away from them. They so wanted to spend the day with him! Then he txt'd their phone and said he wished they were with him. they are not a convenience for him when he has nothing else to do!
I had to work the other night and I was supposed to be off at 6 and I walked out of the store at 6:23 and as I was walking to the car and on the phone with him to figure out how to get the kids, he drove by the store. WTF (again - must be my favorite saying right now) REALLY? Who does he think he is, a babysitter that if I don't show up at exactly 6, I'm doing something else? So it's 6 and time to clock out for him? These are his kids, not a fucking weekend visit. He needs to grow up and be a father.
the kids told me that he told them he was getting a tattoo of their names on his back or some place like that. UMMMMMM, he owes me child support and he owes it to the kids to be their father. Does it mean that you are a parent when you have your kids' names tattoo'd on yourself? By my definition, he is not worthy to be a father. I know that is a really harsh! I try to get along with him and he actually made me laugh the other day, but of course that didn't last. He is always trying to catch me doing something other than what I'm say I'm doing. I don't pawn my kids off onto someone else. I'm working now because he doesn't give a damn to support his kids. he doesn't even feed them when it's time. He doesn't have money, but yet he can afford to drive to kc all the time and get a fucking tattoo? He goes to church and yet he treats me and the kids this way. I gave him nothing but support for 10 fucking years, and kids even when I'm fucking sick. All he ever did was buy shit and sleep our marriage away. That's how I see it.
I have sooooo much anger and resentment towards him. I wonder when it will ever go away! I don't want to stay angry, but every thing he does makes want to claw his eyes out. I can't even look at him without anger! The shit he put me and the kids through for the past 6 months.
He says he misses them and loves them, then fucking show it! Mason & Alli need a father not a weekend visit! They have 2 homes now, he doesn't make it feel like a home. He has no regard to his smoking around them. When they come home, they smell so bad, even the inside of their backpacks smell like smoke. It upsets them sooo much. They cry when he's not there for them. When he says he is coming to pick them up, they are standing at the door waiting for him. They love him unconditionally, but that love isn't returned. My heart aches and breaks for them.
At least my kids will always know that I'm here for them, no matter what. I will always put them and their needs first before my own. It's reasuring that they know this too.
If I ever decide to get married someday, which will be years from now, I hope that he will be the best stepdad to my kids and treat them and love them as his own. My kids deserve to be loved by a dad, whether it's their biological or stepdad.
Friday, August 28, 2009
The longest days of my life!
To bring you up to speed; Brian and I are getting a divorce. It is getting messy and out of whack. We went to court on Thursday because we cannot agree on how the kids should have visitation. All I know is that Brian has always said that I am a good mother, but now he is trying to convince everyone that I'm crazy and he tried to get complete custody of the kids temporarily. He didn't win that argument. I did, however, agree to go to counseling for my "anger" issue. He said that I'm undermining the kids. Nothing has changed in our household except for the fact that daddy does not live there. That in itself is gonna disrupt the kids. The reason I'm angry is that the kids, whom by the way have always known that a mommy and a daddy go to bed together at the end of the day, not a daddy and his girlfriend. How sick is that??!! She has caused problems for me and she needs to back off, but it's also brian's responsibility to have her back off. She doesn't belong with my kids! Beside that I petitioned that she or her kids not be present at the time of visitation. I won that one!!! The kids will reside with me. But the temporary order as of right now will be that he will have the kids every other weekend, from Friday night to Monday morning when he will take them to school. I'm not happy with this, because I think that the kids should be home on Sunday night, and I don't think that this arrangement will last long. But this is only temporary, so I'm not too worried.
So here's my thought. He was ready to take the kids out of their normal residence but then I asked our mediator if he would like to spend time with the kids any time this weekend but his response was that he "was busy". Then I get a text this morning saying that he would be available to take the kids tonight. Ummmmm, he knows that Alli has a slumber party tonight and I plan on spending one on one time with Mason, so my answer is a big fat NO. Our children are not for his convenience when his plans fall apart!!! These kids are going through hell, because he is making them empty promises again. He is buying their love. Our kids are not for him to go around with his girlfriend playing house. They are not to be used for him to look like he's a good father in public. I have done everything in my power for them since the day they were brought into this cruel world. Now look at what they have to look forward to. At least they can trust me to come through on everything I tell them. Sometimes plans fall apart and I'm understanding of that, but don't promise or say something that you cannot follow through with.
I will fight with every bit of strength I have for my babies and their rights. I am a good mother and always have been. I'm not a perfect mother and I too have made mistakes. This fight is not going to take me down. I will not back down. I will keep at it till the end!
I am so blessed to have such a wonderful family and friends who keep me standing straight and when I bend or break, they are my pillars who will help me stand straight back up. I love you all very much!!! Thank you for being there for me and the kids!!!
Love to all,
Bree
So here's my thought. He was ready to take the kids out of their normal residence but then I asked our mediator if he would like to spend time with the kids any time this weekend but his response was that he "was busy". Then I get a text this morning saying that he would be available to take the kids tonight. Ummmmm, he knows that Alli has a slumber party tonight and I plan on spending one on one time with Mason, so my answer is a big fat NO. Our children are not for his convenience when his plans fall apart!!! These kids are going through hell, because he is making them empty promises again. He is buying their love. Our kids are not for him to go around with his girlfriend playing house. They are not to be used for him to look like he's a good father in public. I have done everything in my power for them since the day they were brought into this cruel world. Now look at what they have to look forward to. At least they can trust me to come through on everything I tell them. Sometimes plans fall apart and I'm understanding of that, but don't promise or say something that you cannot follow through with.
I will fight with every bit of strength I have for my babies and their rights. I am a good mother and always have been. I'm not a perfect mother and I too have made mistakes. This fight is not going to take me down. I will not back down. I will keep at it till the end!
I am so blessed to have such a wonderful family and friends who keep me standing straight and when I bend or break, they are my pillars who will help me stand straight back up. I love you all very much!!! Thank you for being there for me and the kids!!!
Love to all,
Bree
Thursday, May 21, 2009
Moment of Weakness
Yesterday I had a moment of weakness! I'm entitled, I think. I'm supposed to be this strong person with a disease and everyone sees the strong Bree, the warrior, the undefeated. Even the strong have weaknesses. I just broke down yesterday, which is not easy for me to do. I was just sad and angry and feeling helpless because of cf. I have been in so much pain, and it was getting to me. I was crying out to Jesus, begging Him to take away this pain, take away my sadness, take away my infection, to give me the strength that I was missing, to breathe without pain, to yawn without saying ouch loudly every time, to finally sleep laying down and to be comfortable laying down. I want to be back to the Bree everyone knows, smiling, always helpful, always faithful, always positive.
I woke up this morning with less pain and I could breathe more easily. There is no one like our God! He is the strength to the weak. He is the faith to the faithless. God heard my cries yesterday, because He is not done with me yet!!! He allows sufferring so that we come to Him, to need Him more.
Thank you God for rescueing me from my pain, my saddness and my anger! You watch over me, in my darkest hour. You watch over me, to help me see the way before me. You are always faithful, you've never leave me. Never once have you forsaken me. You have held me together, when I have fallen to pieces.
This disease is not easy to have at times. This is the first time I have had pain with an infection before. It was very unbearable at times. Pain meds hardly touched it, but took a little of the edge off.
Thank you to all of you who have been faithful in prayer for my healing. I pray that God will bless you and your families. Thank you for your prayers and thank you for being in my life to help me to go through this so I am not alone.
Love & Peace,
Bree
I woke up this morning with less pain and I could breathe more easily. There is no one like our God! He is the strength to the weak. He is the faith to the faithless. God heard my cries yesterday, because He is not done with me yet!!! He allows sufferring so that we come to Him, to need Him more.
Thank you God for rescueing me from my pain, my saddness and my anger! You watch over me, in my darkest hour. You watch over me, to help me see the way before me. You are always faithful, you've never leave me. Never once have you forsaken me. You have held me together, when I have fallen to pieces.
This disease is not easy to have at times. This is the first time I have had pain with an infection before. It was very unbearable at times. Pain meds hardly touched it, but took a little of the edge off.
Thank you to all of you who have been faithful in prayer for my healing. I pray that God will bless you and your families. Thank you for your prayers and thank you for being in my life to help me to go through this so I am not alone.
Love & Peace,
Bree
Tuesday, May 12, 2009
~ Day 4 ~
I woke up to the sound of the transportation person loudly knocking on my door "TRANSPORTATION" here to take you to your x-ray. (7:00am). While en route she left me alone by the elevators to go get a back rub from somebody else in the hallway. WHAT THE! Are you kidding me. um hello!!! That was not cool, lady!!! Some of the transporters are extremely slow a snail could beat us there, or super speedy like they are on a race to see who can deliver as many patients to the place they need to be at.
The funnier thing was when I went to my PFT's, (pulmonary function tests) and I breathed in as much air as I can and then blast it out for as hard as I can and as long as I can. Well while I was doing that, my lungs were so noisy, it sounded like I had a poltergeist coming out of me. I was embarrassed! Maybe I can do poltergeist movies with my new found talent! The results were not my best, just 49 % the first time and then 56% on my last time. I'm usually near 70%. Lung function is declining. "The Bossman" will not let me go home until he is satisfied with those results back around baseline. I will have to repeat it again tomorrow.
At home things are okay. Found out yesterday that Brian also has pneumonia in his right lung. Can we not catch a break around here? The kids are good. I was told that Alli was making her and Mason's lunches before school. Brian is off today to rest.
Spent yesterday with my mom, we both fell asleep.
The funnier thing was when I went to my PFT's, (pulmonary function tests) and I breathed in as much air as I can and then blast it out for as hard as I can and as long as I can. Well while I was doing that, my lungs were so noisy, it sounded like I had a poltergeist coming out of me. I was embarrassed! Maybe I can do poltergeist movies with my new found talent! The results were not my best, just 49 % the first time and then 56% on my last time. I'm usually near 70%. Lung function is declining. "The Bossman" will not let me go home until he is satisfied with those results back around baseline. I will have to repeat it again tomorrow.
At home things are okay. Found out yesterday that Brian also has pneumonia in his right lung. Can we not catch a break around here? The kids are good. I was told that Alli was making her and Mason's lunches before school. Brian is off today to rest.
Spent yesterday with my mom, we both fell asleep.
Friday, May 8, 2009
Club Med
Well here I am, I'm in the club...again. I went to the ER last night because I thought I needed an x-ray and I was in pain so bad that I needed to get it done. My x-ray showed new changes and the ER doc wanted to send me to KU last night. I decided that I would like to sleep in my own bed one more night, I knew I could hold out for one more night. Yes I admit that was very selfish of me, but oh well.
We woke up to the noisy thunderstorms. The power went off at about 7:00, but we still thought the kids had to go to school, so they got dressed by my book light. I fell back asleep and then woke up to my kids voices. Mom came over to check on me and then when she was there, the lights came back on.
We then started the grueling process of getting ready for the ride to KU. It's always a quiet ride, trying to be in a positive mood, but all in all our minds racing with "what if's" and "how long will I stay this time".
Brian slipped on some water while at the dealership this morning and felt a pop in his back. He's now in pain and driving. We finally get to KU and I usually have to wait in admissions for hours, but this time it was only 30 minutes, I get to my room and then Brian thinks he might need to get checked out. So he's in the ER and I have the kids with me. They have to go with me to get an x-ray, but at least we had Drake and Josh to watch all afternoon. Brian finally gets done with ER and seems he has torn more tissue.
You know? When it rains, it pours!!!
"The Boss" came in and talked with me about my diagnosis and most likely it is pneumonia, but with lots of pain this time. I can't even breathe in a big breath, yawn, sniff, or cough without pain. So they wrote for pain meds if I need it. I don't like to take pain meds but I just might have to take some tonight so I can sleep. So far my port is holding up, although it needed some anticlogging stuff so they can draw blood out of it.
Now the kids are gone, my hubby is gone and I'm here with my internet, tv, my big jug of water. I brought movies with me, Twilight (of course), Under the Tuscan Sun, Failure to Launch and The Passion.
I wonder what time the doctors will wake me up in the morning.
We woke up to the noisy thunderstorms. The power went off at about 7:00, but we still thought the kids had to go to school, so they got dressed by my book light. I fell back asleep and then woke up to my kids voices. Mom came over to check on me and then when she was there, the lights came back on.
We then started the grueling process of getting ready for the ride to KU. It's always a quiet ride, trying to be in a positive mood, but all in all our minds racing with "what if's" and "how long will I stay this time".
Brian slipped on some water while at the dealership this morning and felt a pop in his back. He's now in pain and driving. We finally get to KU and I usually have to wait in admissions for hours, but this time it was only 30 minutes, I get to my room and then Brian thinks he might need to get checked out. So he's in the ER and I have the kids with me. They have to go with me to get an x-ray, but at least we had Drake and Josh to watch all afternoon. Brian finally gets done with ER and seems he has torn more tissue.
You know? When it rains, it pours!!!
"The Boss" came in and talked with me about my diagnosis and most likely it is pneumonia, but with lots of pain this time. I can't even breathe in a big breath, yawn, sniff, or cough without pain. So they wrote for pain meds if I need it. I don't like to take pain meds but I just might have to take some tonight so I can sleep. So far my port is holding up, although it needed some anticlogging stuff so they can draw blood out of it.
Now the kids are gone, my hubby is gone and I'm here with my internet, tv, my big jug of water. I brought movies with me, Twilight (of course), Under the Tuscan Sun, Failure to Launch and The Passion.
I wonder what time the doctors will wake me up in the morning.
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