So a few days ago I went in to get my birth control replaced and while the one I'm getting and currently have works I think next time I will face my fears and get a different kind. Pills are out for me which is why I got the Implanon. It's a great form of birth control but my experience in the process of taking it out may have just scared me away from it.
So first they have to numb you up and then cut into your arm. I didn't feel any of the cutting which was great but it took half an hour and THREE doctors before they were able to pull the thing out. It was a very disturbing experience with all the pulling and people all around me. They did finally get it out and they put in a newer shorter one which tool only a few seconds to put in but the whole taking it out thing was pretty scary.
Men are lucky. they don't have to get pap smears and all that stuff. they only have two forms of birth control and we all know condoms don't always work and the other form means no kids ever. Men should have to get birth control. They need to come up with some form of it so that us women do not have to be the only ones worrying about it.
It's just crazy the things that we have to do as apposed to men. I think the playing field needs to be evened out a bit haha
Well that's all for now!
Thursday, June 26, 2014
Saturday, June 21, 2014
Ready to hit someone
I have nowhere else to vent without causing major drama so I am going to do it here.
My brother is about to get his ass kicked.
My dad, after dropping off my mom at the bus station to go help my friend Amy through her labor went straight to the ER where he was admitted and the next day he had surgery to remove a kidney stone. The stone they got out was 4mm which is huge!
My brother got mad at my dad because he did not drive all the way home to let my brother drive him to the er. my dad was just blocks from the hospital and a 20 minuet drive away from home.
Since my dad drove himself the car was left up at the hospital and I worked all day trying to find my brother a ride to get the car and to take some stuff my dad wanted up to the hospital only to find out for whatever fucking reason my brother saw no reason to get the car and was basically like 'fuck you he can just stay up there until I'm not busy'
Well thankfully my husband and my father in law were nice enough to take the stuff to my dad and the next day I found myself a ride to be up with my dad when he got out of surgery. We thought my brother would stop by his room when he had to go to the hospital for something but no. he came and went. I ended up driving my dad home which was scary but I did it, all the while he's in great pain and his only hope is to go home and take some pain killers he has.
He gets home only to be told that my brother 1 year old apparently got up in the morning while my brother was sleeping, got my dads pills off his desk, opened the child proof lock and then dumped all of them int he toilet. It's total crap and my brother has been in trouble for stealing his pills in the past and he had the balls to pass it off on his kid. That little girl would have put them in her mouth, not that she could have gotten the cap off.
Well Derek had to work today and i had him take my dad the money he needed to get the script that the hospital gave him filled and I call a while ago to find out that my brother took the car to work and left the van with no gas so my dad will have to wait till Monday to get his medication.
He is in so much pain he is crying. I was the only child willing to do anything to help and I don't know why my brother is being this way. He stole his pills and then prevented him from getting more. Family comes first, i don't care if you have to be a few minuets late you don't leave your father in that kind of pain!
My brother is about to get his ass kicked.
My dad, after dropping off my mom at the bus station to go help my friend Amy through her labor went straight to the ER where he was admitted and the next day he had surgery to remove a kidney stone. The stone they got out was 4mm which is huge!
My brother got mad at my dad because he did not drive all the way home to let my brother drive him to the er. my dad was just blocks from the hospital and a 20 minuet drive away from home.
Since my dad drove himself the car was left up at the hospital and I worked all day trying to find my brother a ride to get the car and to take some stuff my dad wanted up to the hospital only to find out for whatever fucking reason my brother saw no reason to get the car and was basically like 'fuck you he can just stay up there until I'm not busy'
Well thankfully my husband and my father in law were nice enough to take the stuff to my dad and the next day I found myself a ride to be up with my dad when he got out of surgery. We thought my brother would stop by his room when he had to go to the hospital for something but no. he came and went. I ended up driving my dad home which was scary but I did it, all the while he's in great pain and his only hope is to go home and take some pain killers he has.
He gets home only to be told that my brother 1 year old apparently got up in the morning while my brother was sleeping, got my dads pills off his desk, opened the child proof lock and then dumped all of them int he toilet. It's total crap and my brother has been in trouble for stealing his pills in the past and he had the balls to pass it off on his kid. That little girl would have put them in her mouth, not that she could have gotten the cap off.
Well Derek had to work today and i had him take my dad the money he needed to get the script that the hospital gave him filled and I call a while ago to find out that my brother took the car to work and left the van with no gas so my dad will have to wait till Monday to get his medication.
He is in so much pain he is crying. I was the only child willing to do anything to help and I don't know why my brother is being this way. He stole his pills and then prevented him from getting more. Family comes first, i don't care if you have to be a few minuets late you don't leave your father in that kind of pain!
Thursday, January 2, 2014
Pi Zeta Mine?
Well Brian is out of the house and while Iw ould love to say he moved on to a better place with our help it is far from that.
He left before Christmas after promising to be there since he was not there for thanksgiving and he was supposed to return on the 4th. Well that did not happen. He called after Christmas and told me that he was going to move in with his mom. The same mom that he spent his time here saying how he hated her and she treated him like crap. He is also moving back to a city that is pure filth. The town he BEGGED us to keep him out of.
This would not be so bad if not for the horrible text messages he sent me on new years day after I sent a text saying Happy New year. He sent be back a text saying how since I did not give him a parting hug when he came to pick up his stuff that he no longer wanted to speak to him. I must admit that I sent a few,3 short hotheaded texts back and he replied with 20 or more saying the meanest things I have ever been told. He said things about me and my husband and even my kids.
Several messages were clear threats and it has left me and my husband worried for our safety because this guy is a hothead as demonstrated by the hole he punched in our wall a few days ago because he thought some guy was coming out to fight him when really it was just my daughter coming home from school.
He claims that I'm many bad words because I 'talked back' to him over text and not in person. I'm damn proud of speaking up for myself at a safe distance because while he lived in my home he started to become very verbally abusive towards me and then told me all the fights were made up in my mind and got upset that I stopped wanting to forgive him.
So he is out. I no longer consider him a friend and other than very close family I do not think I will be allowing anymore roommates in my home. I have been burned twice by living with someone else and I won't let it happen again. I wanted so badly to help him and while I'm pissed at him and glad he's gone I still can't help but be worried about him.
He's not following the path he begged us to put him on so I guess only god, jail or rehab can help him now.
I should have kicked him out long ago. Sigh. It feels good to vent and I'm glad to know that he will not see this because I am sure I would get a very badly typed reply telling me how wrong I am about all of it. Lord the posts I could type about this guy.
But I'm going to end this here and I hope that those of you who do ready my posts had a happy new year and a Merry Christmas!
Chow!
He left before Christmas after promising to be there since he was not there for thanksgiving and he was supposed to return on the 4th. Well that did not happen. He called after Christmas and told me that he was going to move in with his mom. The same mom that he spent his time here saying how he hated her and she treated him like crap. He is also moving back to a city that is pure filth. The town he BEGGED us to keep him out of.
This would not be so bad if not for the horrible text messages he sent me on new years day after I sent a text saying Happy New year. He sent be back a text saying how since I did not give him a parting hug when he came to pick up his stuff that he no longer wanted to speak to him. I must admit that I sent a few,3 short hotheaded texts back and he replied with 20 or more saying the meanest things I have ever been told. He said things about me and my husband and even my kids.
Several messages were clear threats and it has left me and my husband worried for our safety because this guy is a hothead as demonstrated by the hole he punched in our wall a few days ago because he thought some guy was coming out to fight him when really it was just my daughter coming home from school.
He claims that I'm many bad words because I 'talked back' to him over text and not in person. I'm damn proud of speaking up for myself at a safe distance because while he lived in my home he started to become very verbally abusive towards me and then told me all the fights were made up in my mind and got upset that I stopped wanting to forgive him.
So he is out. I no longer consider him a friend and other than very close family I do not think I will be allowing anymore roommates in my home. I have been burned twice by living with someone else and I won't let it happen again. I wanted so badly to help him and while I'm pissed at him and glad he's gone I still can't help but be worried about him.
He's not following the path he begged us to put him on so I guess only god, jail or rehab can help him now.
I should have kicked him out long ago. Sigh. It feels good to vent and I'm glad to know that he will not see this because I am sure I would get a very badly typed reply telling me how wrong I am about all of it. Lord the posts I could type about this guy.
But I'm going to end this here and I hope that those of you who do ready my posts had a happy new year and a Merry Christmas!
Chow!
Tuesday, December 17, 2013
FINALLY!!!!
I have now entered the 21st century and have REAL internet. No more stupid dialup or having to squint to see things on my phone. I feel like a real person now haha.
Dont really have much else to say at the moment except YAY!!!
Dont really have much else to say at the moment except YAY!!!
Wednesday, December 4, 2013
Photos!
Well I meant to do this post a long while back but Blogger on my phone did not want to let me so I've had these photos sitting here in a draft for a long while and now that I have managed to get onto Blogger on my computer I'm going to edit and get this post out!
^^^^ This is a photo of what was left of our garden after a freak rain/hale storm. We lost a lot but a lot came back int he end
^^^ Everything was super flooded
^^ the girls decided to wrap stickers around their fingers. They had a blast
^^Flooding
^^ first time ever home alone without my kids and I caught myself on fire trying to make some cold coffee haha. it was a horrid burn
^^ My cute girls and puppys!
Pi Zeta Not Mine
I feel like I'm living in a frat house. My home has seemingly become one ever since a friend moved in. I would boot him out but he has no where to go and I love him to bits. Even still it's stressful and at times I feel as if my home is no longer my own.
It's been taken over by a loud, goofy pot head who stays up allllll night and drinks coffee 24/7 and then complains about being tired all the time. His view on things are never wrong, even when it comes to what women want. Apparently the fact that I am female dose not count. He wears too much guy smell good stuff and his antics are just insane.
I just wish he would grow up. Sure he's getting there but not anywhere near fast enough. I really should call him Flip-Flop because that's what he dose. He tells me he wants me to help him and we set up a plan but when it comes time to put that plan into action he puts me down and claims I'm trying to control him. It's frustrating and has led to two rather big fights.
My husband has said it's up to me weather he stays and while sometimes I just want him out I know that if I tell him to get out he will end up back in jail or dead.
I'm not sure how to really help him anymore. He says he can do it on his own but I don't see it. He's still doing drugs and spending him money on dumb shit and just dose not seem to care.
I know i'm painting him in kind of a bad light here but he's not all bad. My daughters love him and he keeps my home really clean. he's just totally different from my husband. It makes me love my hubby all the more.
Well i do feel better getting that all out. I just wish I knew how to help him without him blowing up on me when I try. He makes small progress but not what he needs to be making at his age.
Bleh.......
Till next time
It's been taken over by a loud, goofy pot head who stays up allllll night and drinks coffee 24/7 and then complains about being tired all the time. His view on things are never wrong, even when it comes to what women want. Apparently the fact that I am female dose not count. He wears too much guy smell good stuff and his antics are just insane.
I just wish he would grow up. Sure he's getting there but not anywhere near fast enough. I really should call him Flip-Flop because that's what he dose. He tells me he wants me to help him and we set up a plan but when it comes time to put that plan into action he puts me down and claims I'm trying to control him. It's frustrating and has led to two rather big fights.
My husband has said it's up to me weather he stays and while sometimes I just want him out I know that if I tell him to get out he will end up back in jail or dead.
I'm not sure how to really help him anymore. He says he can do it on his own but I don't see it. He's still doing drugs and spending him money on dumb shit and just dose not seem to care.
I know i'm painting him in kind of a bad light here but he's not all bad. My daughters love him and he keeps my home really clean. he's just totally different from my husband. It makes me love my hubby all the more.
Well i do feel better getting that all out. I just wish I knew how to help him without him blowing up on me when I try. He makes small progress but not what he needs to be making at his age.
Bleh.......
Till next time
Saturday, June 8, 2013
Disasters
It just seems like everything in my life is one big fail right now.
I wanted to do book rivews but I can't get in the mood to read.
Our garden was finally doing amazing and then this storm hit and it hailed for over half an hour and it destroyed it all as well as flooded my garage and destroyed a ton of my things.
Our truck is still not working and the guy we bought it from could care less.
I just want something to go right. I'm tired of being constantly depressed and right now that's how everyday is for me and I have no distractions.
I just need things to get better.
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