Geez Louize!!!

I saw this video reaaaalllly late last night….oh, I guess that was this morning hu???  Anywho, it was “cute” to me at the time.  Gushy cute.  But, I needed a pick me up last night.  Because, earlier in the evening I got a text from dill-hole of course….which turned out to be something that NO mother ever wants to hear….

Diva was admitted to the hospital last night.  For pneumonia and a kidney infection.  For weeks when I’ve spoken to her she has had a horrendous cough….which, I kept telling her to have dill-hole take her to the doctor……it baffles me that he’s a fricken nurse and doesn’t even take care of his children.   More like it pisses me the f off!!!  “whatever” I guess nothing should surprise me when it comes to him.

About an hour after I got that text….which was just enough time to calm down….Diva called me.  She sounded in good spirits…and I think she “secretly” liked all of the attention she was getting.  Mostly she was happy that she got to watch Fairly Odd Parents…(dill-hole doesn’t have t.v.)  And she thought it was pretty cool that she had to pee in a cup.  I however, am going crazy with worry  and wish I could be with her at the hospital….and take care of her…..like every mommy wants.  And my mind keeps going to the what “if’s” of the situation. 

“What “if” she hadn’t gotten a kidney infection….how long would dill-hole have waited to take her to the doctor?”

That’s my biggest what “if“.….because, it was her curled up in a ball crying about the pain in her side that got dill-hole to take her to the ER.  How much worse off would she had been?  UGH…..basically I slept like shit last night.

So….here’s to a great Father’s Day weekend……and only 20 days until my kids get home.

9 days in a row of HAIL and tornado warnings….does NOT make a happy flower garden!!!!

22 days until my kids will be home!!!  WHOOO HOOOO!!!

3 very long and stressful days is how long I had to wait for my blood test results.

15 minutes is how long it took to drive to the doctors to get a print out of my blood test…because when the doctor’s office called they only told me what I’ve been diagnosed with and where to go to pick up my prescription.

195 is not a good number to have when counting your triglycerides!!!

8 weeks is how long I have to take my thyroid medication….because I’ve been diagnosed with Hypothyroidism….and after 8 weeks, they get more blood…and hopefully tell me that my counts are back to normal.

4 weeks is a very long time of “thinking” I’m just being lazy.  Not having any energy.  And wondering what the hell is my problem.

1 hour after I wake up….is how long I have to wait (after I’ve taken my thyroid medication) to have coffee.  That is one very loooong hour.

5 pounds is how much weight I have lost since I started working out.  Even though I didn’t workout at all last week.

5 days is how long it’s been since I’ve worn a bra, curled my hair, or put makeup on.

11 days until my High School reunion.

13 days since I’ve read my favorite blogs, commented on my favorite blogs, or even opened up google reader.

2 weeks is how long it’s supposed to take for my thyroid medication to kick in and make me feel like a normal person again.

With my reunion coming ever soooo much closer…I broke down and got a facebook account.  Holy hell…it’s such a time suck!!!  One minute it’s noon….and before I know it…..it’s time to fix dinner!!!!  But, it’s been fun reconnecting with “some” of the people I knew in High School.  Others that have contacted me….I’m like…”Holy hell who is this?”  So, I got my old year books out…and now I’m all like…”Oh, yeah, I didn’t like you much in High School.”

But, for the very few that I remember or cared about, it’s been fun to see how their lives have turned out and what they are up to.

Something interesting happened while I was on the computer…being time sucked away….someone from my past IM’ed me.  I haven’t been signed up for IM in a loooong time.  But, Mr. P. wanted to IM me the other night so I re-installed it on my computer.  So, there I am….going about my time suck business….and poof the husband of the woman that my x cheated with was there…..out of the blue…..wondering how I am.  Poor guys is just now getting a divorce.  He tried to make it work with her for almost 5 years.  I feel really bad for him.  And I tried to give him some advice.  But, I don’t think advice coming from me….hating my x as much as I do…well, I don’t think it helped……at ALL!!!

So, that was a little strange.

I’ve been able to talk with my kids again since the last time I posted.  They are still alive….so that’s something. However, that night I spoke to the kids is also the night I IM’ed Mr. P…… for almost 4 hours. He is hating it out there.  The job his dad had gotten for him….the evil dill hole he is….well, it wasn’t just for the time that Mr. P. was going to be out there.  It was meant to be for the WHOLE summer.  So, Mr. P. turned it down…totally pissed at his dad.  But, this trip has yielded many grown up moments and he is realizing on his own how “that” family is……really fucked up.  It makes me proud.

Hasay…..it’s um…..going.  Due to last weeks punch in the face….that turned out to be an infection in my salivary glands, and that was caught just in time by a competent doctor….instead of the dumb doctor that didn’t think “it” was anything to worry about…..anywho, my competent doctor lovingly let the nurse give me a shot in the ass….and put me on a strong antibiotic that conveniently makes me run to the bathroom every hour…..so, well, I didn’t workout as much as I wanted to last week.  Oh well.

Why the hell do the scales at the doctors office lie to you even more than your scale at home???  Really….WTF is up with that???  I guess it could be the fact that I weigh myself first thing in the morning with NO clothes on and no food in my system….and at the doctors office they weigh you while holding your purse, the book you took with you just “in case” you have to wait forever, and all of your clothes on.  So, why don’t they take a courtesy 10 pounds off for all of that???  Even though I have a teeny tiny purse….that suckers gotta weigh at least 5 pounds!!!  Right???

Today I’m being a lazy bum.  I even let myself sleep in until 11.   I’ll get back to the workout thingy tomorrow.  Sometimes you just need to be a bum. It’s almost 4pm and I haven’t even gotten out of my pj’s or taken a shower.  I think I just need a “mental” day.  Probably due to the fact that……

I FINALLY got to speak to the kids this weekend.  It was a great relief for Hot Sexy Husband…and yes me too….. because I was becoming quite the worried mom psycho beeeaaatch from not having heard from them.  And of course I let my mind go to places that it shouldn’t. All of that worrying….for nothing.  Because it ended up just being……Mr. K. forgetting to plug the phone in for 3 days which resulted in the phone dying.  So, I instinctively let my mind go….“OMG dill hole is being evil…AGAIN!!!”

Though he was evil in complete “idiot nurse” kind of way.  My x is a nurse.  I don’t know if I’ve ever mentioned that before.  Anywho…..Diva didn’t want to come back from her summer visit with him this year “chunkier” like she did last year.  Due to the fact that the only thing in his house to eat seems to be junk food. So, I’ve been teaching Diva how to make better choices when she is hungry….instead of chips, have an apple….or have a handful of chips instead of the whole fricken bag. Stuff like that.  I’m guessing she told dill hole about it and being the “great nurse” that he is…told her that she can have up to 2000 calories a day.  Um….she’s fucking 9.  Dill hole.  That was really fricken hard to hear her tell me.  I don’t want my 9 year old counting calories.  UGH!!!  Just another example of my x being a dill hole. But to me….. it seems he is trying to down play my parenting on some level.  You know….instead of backing me up.  I don’t know why this should surprise me….

I’m venturing to the doctor’s office again today.  When I woke up this morning…..well, hell….it looks as though someone has punched me in the side of the face.  The “infection” which is what I’m calling it….because hell, it’s got to be an infection…right???  Anywho, ”it” has spread up into my upper jaw and I can hardly talk or chew food.  So, on the bright side it’s a great diet plan!!!  I however, have made an appointment with hopefully a more competent doctor  who won’t just say, “Oh, wow that will go away in a week or two….have fun with that.” 

For some of you….you may be wondering “if” I’ve spoken to the kids yet.  That would be a big fat NO!!!  I tried calling and texting them yesterday.  I have a sneaky suspicion that their phone has been conveniently “lost”.  That happened a few summers ago as well……about three weeks into their visit (that summer) the phone was lost and then conveniently found under a car seat the day before they were to come home.  Yes, my x is evil like that. 

I will give my babies one more day to call me….and then all hell will break loose and I will break down and text dill hole’s phone.  Actually calling him is out of the question since the sound of his voice makes my skin melt off and the contents of my tummy to spew forth.