A DAY IN MY SHOES

KEITH

2008-11-07T07:48:00.000-08:00

Ok... Can you tell me how you wake up every morning for 3 months now and do the same thing and then today you just don't know how to.... UGH i hate running late b/c then everything is off kilter... Keith couldn't tie his shoes and couldn't find his stuff and couldn't get his belt on and couldn't fix his lunch... Drives me nuts...

On another rant on this child of mine.... Last night.... Ask him what he wants for supper and what does he say whatever you want.... So i go grocery shopping grab some ground round... I am gonna do hamburgers... I get back home.... Can we have chicken tenders and fries... I said no we can have hamburgers... I asked you, you said whatever i wanted well i want hamburgers and i have already started them.... So he comes in every five minutes is it ready yet? not any more ready then it was 30 seconds ago when you asked!!!

I love that lil boy and he has my heart but gosh... some days i think he tries to dry me insane...

Abesent Father, single mother 25 year old mother to a 7 year old beautiful blonde hair blue eyed boy

2008-11-06T13:53:00.001-08:00

tired today will post tomorow GOD WILLING!!!!

2008-11-04T08:40:00.000-08:00

OK!!! So a little about me i have battled depression since i was 15 years old... I woke up one morning to a pain in my side which i automatically thought was a stomach virus going around b/c it wasn't time for my cycle yet... So i stayed home from school... When my mom come home we treated it like we would a virus clear fluids no food... Then it started progressing... i was hurting so bad my mom put me in a hot tub of water and i kept telling her I'M DYING MOMMA I'M DYING!!!!! Of course her being the adult and thinking she knew everything she told me i wasn't dying... (I am a bit of a hypocondriac at times, but you'll see why as I post more and mroe about me) So anyway finally it got so bad that i couldn't even talk all i would do was curl into the fetal position and rock back and forth, then my mom knew it was time to go to the hospital... so we get there they check me in do a few test... OOOOO!!! It's appendacitis.... So they rush me in for emergency surgery, when i come out they tell my mom if she would've waited five more minutes i would've died... my appendix ruptured inside of me... ok so i recover (with lots of morphine) for 7 days in the hospital... then i go home this is in february... two days later my fever spikes again, 104 my mom rushes me back to the hospital.... emergency surgery again I'VE SET UP GANGRENE!!! the doctors didn't clean me out throughly enough so i was cut open (very ugly scar) again may i add.... this time i stay in the hospital for 3 weeks and i got to go home on March 10th (THE DAY BEFORE MY 15TH BIRTHDAY)... So now i am home have hospice care... they are having to pack gauze looking antiseptic string in my suture they left open to drain, and clean out the bags i had inserted to drain the fluid... After finally healing, i started getting out and around but am not exactly myself.... NOTE: I AM REALLY OUTGOING AND MY MOM SWEARS I HAVE SOME TYPE OF TOURETTES B/C I WILL SAY ANYTHING... I cry at the drop of a hat and laugh at really opportune times now (like at funerals)... everything was a bit off kilter.... so i go to see a doc he prescribes meds and i am ok for about a year... then they stop working... and here goes the crazyness i got into alot of trouble hanging out with the wrong people doing lots of things i had no business doing at sixteen... well i go for a checkup and when they run my levels they are all off... it hits my mom she should've known something was up (I'VE NEVER BEEN A BAD KID) so she starts blaming herself which makes my depression worse since i was on a clean out until they could get my system clean to give me more meds i would sleep all day get up to go to the bathroom climb back in bed and sleep all night... the times i did get up was b/c i had school and my mom made me go... when i got home i would go back to bed as soon as i hit the house straight to my room straight to bed well i finally got through with my clense and they put me on another depression med that proved to work even less so than the last.... actually it worked backwards made me want to die... I did finally get on some meds that straightened things up for a while but depression is a progressing disease you get used to the meds you are on and it starts all over again... That is just a little insight on what i have dealt with off and on for the last ten years...

2008-11-04T06:32:00.000-08:00

I've been up since 5:30 this morning and it seems like i have gotten absolutely nothing done... Today is five months since i moved on with my life and walked out of a rocky six year realtionship i should've never been in, in the first place... NOTE TO SELF: do not date ex's best friend... especially when you have child with ex... it was a bad idea from the start.. i don't really know what i was thinking... But on a better note i have been with daniel for 5 months today and that's a feat considering everyone was against us from the start. Many still are the rest know it ain't even worth trying anymore... I am finally happy, i mean true happpiness. I'll let you in on the past bad relationships another day.. Today i am celebrating being treated like a queen for the past five months at the present.. And nobody will rain on my parade!!!

2008-11-03T12:29:00.001-08:00

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2008-11-03T12:25:00.000-08:00

I am not really sure how this works... But here goes... I wonder what people are actually thinking this day in time... I saw someone today pulling election signs out of other peoples yards... and even though i don't want to vote for that person... isn't that a violation of someone else's rights to show how they feel about the election.. I am not a real political person and i have my viewss but that isn't for putting off on other people... People should have their own time and right to decide who they would like to vote for...