Monday, July 31, 2006

Joke of the Day

A woman came home, screeching! her car into the driveway, and ran intothe house.

She slammed the door and shouted at the top of her lungs,"Honey, pack your bags. I won the dang lottery!

"The husband said, "Oh my God! What should I pack, beach stuff or mountain stuff?"

"Doesn't matter," she said. "Just get the heck out."

Friday, July 28, 2006

Long, Long, Long,Long Week. TGIF for real....

Well it’s been a very long and trying week to say the least; I will try to keep this post down to the basics. Of course I stated that my husband was in an accident this week. This has been his first accident that he has had to deal with. So let me start that he is not a patient man (as if any man is?) but the accident occurred on Tuesday morning, we went to our insurance agent to fill out some paperwork (in Indiana you have to have proof of insurance sent up to the DMV within 10 days or they will suspend your license) He told them what happened and they took all the information and put into their system. Then I took him to the emergency room, spent a couple of hours there, and then we went to pick up the kids from my moms. By the time that we got home, our insurance company had already called so we called them back and gave a statement. But nothing from the other guys insurance. So right away my husband instantly thought that they would try to screw him over. I told him just to wait it takes one to two weeks to get everything settled to give it some time. Wednesday nothing Thursday we finally heard from them she had left her number and an extension number, so my husband tried & tried & tried to reach this woman yesterday and she never returned his call. So about the seventh and final try she answered her phone (good thing because he was going to threaten with an attorney, IDIOT!) anyways she wanted to take his statement about what happened, and she asked if his car was being stored he told her “yes it was” she said well I recommend that you have it moved to where you are not incurring a charge, because if we settle and that charge is more than your car is worth you won’t be getting anything (so that pisses him off). So he calls me yelling (like he has no damn sense) because I was the one who told him to have the car towed. The frame of the car was bent in four places if he had been hit by another car that would have been it. (All of these calls were taking place at my doctor’s office by the way) ANYWAYS, she mentioned something about litigation, so he was really going off. (So of course I hung up on him) when my doctor and his nurse came into my room I was crying, as I hung up I just said my husbands an ass! And we just went from there. My blood counts are looking really good, I’ll only have to go two more months (monthly visits) and then I’ll start going every two months…. Yeah!! I just wish that I could put this whole cancer thing behind me, well not really I’m going to start volunteering at the Leukemia Foundation soon, hopefully I can help make someone else’s trek a lot easier than mine. Anyways that was great news. (And all along my phone kept ringing, so I finally turned it off) Then I was off to a rheumatoid specialist about my back and hip, long story short I got a couple of cortisone shots in my hip and back (still very sore today) hopefully by Monday I’ll feel a whole lot better. I seriously think that taking Chemo did a lot of damage to my body. I read an article the other day that said some chemo treatments are know to cause damage to your DNA structure (as well as it can also cause other forms of cancer) Any who once I got outside I turned my phone back on and Rick had left me this really long apology saying he shouldn’t have yelled and he was sorry, and that he loved me. So I called him back, and he again apologized and stated that the lady from the other guy’s insurance company called him back after speaking to the driver and stated that they are going to accept responsibility for the accident and would send out an adjuster to our house on Saturday to look at the car. So here goes another whole story…. I leave the hospital to go pick Rick up from work and to go get his car from the towing company, they told him on the phone that it would be $145 to get it out. $65 tow fee, $40 labor (shouldn’t that be included on the tow fee), and $20 per day. When we finally find an ATM (cash only folks) and went back the guy said no it’s going to be $165 Tue., Wed., and Thur. storage fee. So I gave Rick another $20 and told him to just pay the asshole and let’s go. So with safety goggles on (broken glass everywhere mind you) I followed him home. Folks don’t ever use Indiana’s Finest Towing they will rip you off…. One more funny note to this whole thing my husband had contacted our insurance agent to verify what the other guy’s insurance agent told us about getting the car out of storage, he told us to yes get it out. After that conversation our agent called my husband back and said that his wife was looking to buy a new car and that they would sell us her Pontiac Grand Prix (1995) for $1500.00 (it’s only a work car mind you) so that will be great. He also told my husband not to get a rental car because he and his wife were going out of town for this weekend, and Rick could use her car to see if he might like it. (How funny) No such thing though, Rick will definitely get a rental car at no cost to him so that he can run the shit out of it.

Wednesday, July 26, 2006

Goodbye Looser Cruiser

Well yesterday morning after being at work all of 45 min. My husband called me to let me know that he had just been in an accident. So I clocked out and went to check on him. He was driving down the street and an Indianapolis Airport Authority pick-up truck turned out of a gas station going towards the other direction and totally demolished my husbands car. An Indiana sheriff was on the scene first, but how fortunate for the Airport that the accident happened on their (turf) because then we had to wait for the Airport police to get to the scene and they talked to their driver for over a half hour, and talked to my husband all of 5 minutes. My daughter Courtney called her dads car the Looser Cruiser, because it was old (1990, but it's just his work car) and to aggravate her father. So Goodbye Looser cruiser (daddy misses you)

Friday, July 21, 2006

It's Friday

I have truly felt like shit all week long until today that is, I hope that I can pull out of this funk. I guess that’s hard to do when they have you on Morphine every 4 hours. I have a couple more doctors’ appointments next week; hopefully they’ll figure something out.

After I got home from work last night I took Khrystyne out to drop of some applications that she had filled out. I can’t believe that I almost have a 16 year old kid. I met her father when I was 16. (God how foolish was I to think that I knew anything at that age!!!) When we got home I took my youngest two down to the park, I really didn’t feel like it, but I knew that they were going stir crazy with me being sick all month. I also knew that when I got them home and gave them each a shower that after eating, playing, and bathing they would not be awake all night either. So I guess I definitely had an ulterior motive with taking them to the park. But when I got to my mothers house to pick them up they were literally bouncing off of the walls so I had to do something to get some rest last night, but then my husband was in a mood so of course I didn’t get to sleep until after 1 this morning. (I had to get up at 5) So I’m really surprised that I feel ok today.

My best friend’s baby shower is next month, other than sending out the invitations I really don’t have anything else done. I’d better get on it; the day will be here before I know it. She is really starting to show FINALLY! She only has two months left before she’s due.

My mother-in-law (Judy) is really not doing so well, last month when they did a cat scan for her ovarian cancer, they found a spot on her liver. Well she has been hospitalized twice since then and last week they did another cat scan and she now has seven spots on her liver. They think that now she may have liver cancer as well. (YOU THINK?) So now she is up to three; Ovarian, Colon, and possibly Liver cancer. I’d be really surprised if she makes it through the year. I guess it’s going to be another rough year for us. I guess you’ve got to play the cards your delt. (But it really sucks; I’m probably closer to her than her own two children)

Check out this Blog… she’s got some really great pictures on it.

IT’S FRIDAY…. Gotta Love that.

Wednesday, July 19, 2006

Hospital "Again"

Isn't my little boy the cutest little thing? What an attitude!

Well it’s been awhile since I’ve checked in; it’s been a pretty busy past couple of weeks. After my trip to Michigan I started experiencing a lot of severe pain mainly in my hip and back. I had called into my doctor’s office on the 5th and they prescribed a pain medication for me, and it was not even touching my pain. So on Monday the 10th I called into work because I was in so much pain that I couldn’t stand it; so after that I called my doctors office again and she told me that I would have to have a doctor look at me to see what was going on. So I woke up my husband and he took me up to the hospital. Well they ended up keeping me until Thursday late afternoon, to run some tests and try to figure out what is going on. They were giving me morphine for the pain (and yes I was still in pain). They gave me an x-ray, a MRI, a CAT scan, and blood tests to try to find out what was wrong. I have a bacteria infection in my bladder, a bleeding cist on my ovary and either arthritis in my hip/back or a sciatic nerve. I had to go see my OB yesterday for an ultra sound and they found fibroid tumors in my uterus, but she said that it isn’t bad enough yet for surgery. I have to go see my cancer doctor next Thursday at 3:00, and then go to the hospital to see the rheumatoid specialist at 4:20; I think that they are going to give me cortisone shot in my hip to help to relive the pain. I can’t wait. It hurts soooo bad. Working is almost impossible; I’ve had to go home early every day this week so far. I wonder how much longer I will have a job. By the time I get home every day it’s everything that I can do to stay awake.

My mother took my two youngest children to the race track on Saturday evening, they had a blast. They got to go down to the winners circle because their uncle Jeff won, so they all got their picture taken.

I’ll check in again soon.

Saturday, July 08, 2006

Holiday Madness

Well the fourth of July was this past week. We ended up going to Michigan as planned, the trip was so rough on me I am still in pain. When we got back I had to call my doctor for pain pills. I wouldn't think that with my last chemo treatment being in January that it would still affect me so strongly. My mother-in-law also had a really rough time this weekend. I guess this will be the last trip that we are able to take for awhile.

It was really nice getting to spend time with family though, and the water was so beautiful. My husband's aunt made huge meals all weekend long, it was so delicious. He got to spend some time with his brother and his family. We got to watch the fireworks off of a huge barge in the lake, Michigan on one side, and Canada on the other. We also watched a 4th of July parade, and took all of the kids to a carnival they all had a blast.

When we went to leave on Tuesday we stopped by the cemetery in Detroit, We knew the general area that my husband's father was buried, and we found his grandparents right away, but we were there for an hour trying to find his dad's and his uncle Dennis. We finally found Dennis' headstone sunk into the ground about six inches and covered with grass, and a little while later we found his fathers', also sunk in and covered with grass. It hurt Rick's feelings that his aunts and his brother live right there and they never go to visit their graves and clean them off. He was pretty upset. When he got back to the car the two younger children started asking questions on how they died, and little Ricky asked his dad, "Why do you miss your dad for?" (my husband had already been crying so he tried to answer the best he could) and he said, "Because I can't talk to him or see him anymore. Wouldn't you be sad if you never got to see me?" little Ricky shook his head yes. Then a little while latter he looked at his dad and said, "Daddy, if you died I would miss you!" his eyes were filled with tears and his little chin was quivering. (He's only four) My husband at this point was trying to drive and he started crying again. The little ones have a way of tearing up your heart.

Anyway we got back on the road after that, and seven hours later we finally made it home. I thought I was going to die, my hips and my back were hurting so bad I was crying. We rested for a little bit, and then we went to downtown Indianapolis for the fireworks here. It was pretty nice, but I was so tired and I had to go back to work the next day, I was sucking wind all day.

Oh, by the way my mother had called me while we were still in Michigan on Monday night at 10:50 pm (my mother never calls me that late) we were still at the carnival and I didn't see that she had called until we were getting ready to leave on Tuesday morning. So I figured that something was up, so I called her. My sister Rachel was in the hospital, apparently she was pregnant again. (She already has four children, and she needs another baby about as badly as she needs a hole in her head.) I guess it was a tubal pregnancy so the doctors went in to take it out with a laser (my sister thought that she was about six weeks along, but the doctor said that she was at least two months maybe further along, the baby already had a heartbeat) but anyways they ran into some complications and had to perform surgery they ended up taking one tube and one ovary. The doctor told her that her chances of becoming pregnant again are very slim but if she did get pregnant again she would be in real trouble. They also told her that if she had waited one more day to come in that her tube would have burst and she would have died. They released her on Wednesday and she was back in the emergency room on Thursday. My mother called me (I was finally on my way home after a very long day) and she told me that Rachel was on her way back up to the hospital and that she had her baby with her he's 1 1/2 and she wanted to know if I would go up there with her, and I said, "Are you going up there?" she said, "Well we were just thinking about what we were going to do for dinner." so I told her that I would go up there. Then I asked my mother why didn't she leave William with her husband Bill. She said, "because of the threats." I said, "What threats, what are you talking about." then she went on to inform me that when Rachel was in the hospital before that while she was talking to Bill, that the baby was crying and that he threatened to spank him if he didn't shut up and that he was going to lock him in the bedroom until he knocked that shit off......????? I said WTF are you talking about, he better not put his hands on those kids, or we are going to have a serious problem. Why is she putting up with that shit? Why don't she leave him? And my mother told me that he has threatened her, and told her that if she leaves him and takes the baby that he would burn her and the kids out of where ever they were at. (My sister has three other children from her first marriage) So I go up to the hospital to see my sister and I asked her what was going on, and told her what my mother had said. She said, "Oh you know how mom is she always over reacts." I told Rachel if I ever found out that he has put his hands on those kids there was going to be a serious problem. I don't care that she is my sister, if she lets that shit go on I will call CPS on them myself. I know that the kids are just stuck there with what seems no way out, but it doesn't have to be that way. My mother has had all three of the older children (one child per week for the past three weeks, for summer vacation) and she has talked to every one of them, and asked them if he has been hitting on them; they all said no (so far). I told Rachel that mom had sent me up to the hospital to pick up the baby, but she would not let me take him. She just kept saying no he's alright up here with me, Bill would be mad if I let you take him. I said, "So what, why does it matter what he thinks." she said, "Well he is his dad." I said, "yeah, but he is also the father to 10 other children, but where is he for them?" I think that pissed her off pretty nicely, but at this point I don't give a rats ass!!!! So I offered to take him one last time, she declined so me and little Ricky left.

While we were at the hospital I ran into Granny (Rick's grandmother) she had fallen again and this time a screen door caught her leg, tore the skin off in three places, and fractured a bone in her leg. Poor thing, she'll soon be 90 years old, and is so stubborn!! I cannot even tell you. She refuses to use her cane, hence the falling all of the time.

Earlier in the day I left work early and picked up Courtney (my 13 year old) she started complaing of an ear ache Friday evening (before a holiday weekend) We went out of town Saturday-Tuesday, Wednesday was my first day back to work (and the other office admin was on vacation so I couldn't leave) so Thursday afternoon was the soonest that I could get her in to see the doctor. Back in February I took her for the same thing she couldn't hear and it was bothering her. She has a large ball of wax in her ear, I've put the drops in and tried to flush it out with the bulb syringe, but nothing has worked, and last time we were in the doctor stated that he could pull it out with a small tool right in his office so of course I'm thinking that is what is going to happen at this visit WRONG.... He looked in her ear and stated that it was a little red, so he pulls out his little tool to try to get the wax out, she screamed as loud as she could yanked his hand away from her ear and was crying hysterically.... So of course the doctor steps back, and says that the redness is swimmers ear and he prescribed some ear drops to clear that up, and then he said that the ball of wax is so huge that it is bigger than the width of her ear canal, and she will need to see an ear, nose and throat specialist, even then he doesn't think that they will be able to get it out without scheduling out an OR and doing surgery to remove it. He said, "Do you know whats so funny about this? She doesn't have anything in her other ear at all." Oh, was I supposed to laugh about that???

After the doctor's appointment we ran to the bank (the two older girls are going to six flags in KY) so I gave her some spending money, then I was taking her over to my cousins house, and she saw Great Clips and said mommy can I? So I took her to get her hair cut. Wait time was 15-20 min. 1 1/2 hours later we left and I took the girls to my cousins house, dropped them off. Went and picked up my other daughter Khrystyne (15 yrs) and little Ricky, dropped Khrys off at her friends house, took Ricky out to eat at Pizza Hut, and when I finally got off of the interstate to go home, that's when my mother called me to go up to the hospital. I got off of work at noon, and never got home until 10:45 p.m. (I hate holidays)