uh oh...

m love is at it again. yesterday he swung from the curtain at school and it ripped out of the wall rod and all. then today he called someone a chicken butt and the kid said it back and he turned and hit him in the nose. wtf? really? the wii has been evicted from our house. the teacher said some kids can handle video games some cannot. i have one that can't. he doesn't know what's real and make believe

last week he was a a dream. great at school and at home. lots of praise and rewards for his actions. like we are supposed to do. then this. i understand one week does not change a thing but there is no consistency. life is not predictable or easy.

even though he was bad today i spent some time with him and made home made biscuits. fun to do and it was one on one time for us. a yummy reward and teaches great math skills too. it required 3 cups of flour - and after the first cup i asked "how many more cups?". he answered "two" right away. impressive for me as i sometimes drill him math on the way to school and i can tell he is using his fingers. it also taught him how to read 1/2 and what it looked like compared to 1. the little rewards is all i can ask for.

here is the biscuit recipe...

http://www.foodnetwork.com/recipes/paula-deen/biscuits-with-milk-gravy-recipe/index.html

going to get fat now

http://www.foodnetwork.com/recipes/ask-aida/rigatoni-with-creamy-eggplant-and-mozzarella-recipe/index.html

Now I get to try new recipes b/c i have the time. I will post the ones that are yummy and this one surely is. it is a flavorful eggplant pasta dish.

h today means HEALTHY

i had an acupuncture appt. today. 1st one with this particular dr. way out on 35th and irving - far far away. yeah that is how the sunset feels to me! small, bare bones office out of something that looked like it used to be a house. they sat me down at the front desk and asked "what's wrong?". um - i need some privacy. so i go into a small room off to the side with the receptionist (who is the translator) and the dr. a nice older chinese man. the whole conversation was me telling something to the lady and then she saying in chinese to him what i felt. i could understand some but not all. medical terminology is not the conversational chinese i can understand. at one point i told them about the time i went to someone when i was pregnant with chunk and he cut my ear to bleed me. yup that's it. the dr. shook his head and said we don't do that in the us - only china. i tell them everything. they say i am pale and sickly, he shook his head when he saw my tongue and then pulled my lower eyelid down and did not like what he saw. dude - i told you i lost alot of blood! i get ushered into the tiny room and lay on the paper covered table. he puts some needles in me - that is nothing to me - i love it. until i start to uncontrollably cough! well those needles are in there and when the muscles tense it is not fun. it gets worse. i then go through cupping - something new for me - it's like i have to lay there still as they lay a giant octopuses all over me and their tentacles are sucking away! ouch! i have big purple circles all down my back. just weird. i have to go 3 days a week for the next month. no joke. i have to get better and this is how i'm going to do it.

reunion

Just a quick pic of me and the boys after i got back from the hospital in my comfy clothes. this is how i'm going to look everyday now. yoga pants - check, house coat check, no makeup check! also check out the face the chunk is making - that is his picture face. pretty isn't it?

need a new title

we are into the first few hours of me not working - today was my last day of 10 1/2 years of talking about jeans. i did not say goodbye. i didn't feel it was necessary to send out the email to everyone i've ever worked with. i do not feel my time of no title is going to last that long.

i also have to change the title of this blog - mommy, shoes and life? nope - no more work - can't buy shoes - still a mommy. we'll see if i can come up with something appropriate when i am out of my anemic state. as i write i am in an iron deficient haze of exhaustion. big b keeps reminding me -you were just discharged from the hospital 72 hours ago - GO REST!

i want to make lists and check off little boxes - i actually think i bought some note paper that had boxes where i can make notes. this is going to take some getting used to. i am going to rest one week and then pressure myself to get things done.

soo tired, i have a headache and i'm thirsty. i have an appt. with the surgeon tomorrow and i am going to ask for all the gory details. i need to know what happened to me while i was under in a room with 4 men on saturday.

sounds more fun than it was. i'll stop complaining now.

i am going to live

it is a long story so i will shorten it - on friday my odyssey began...

1. unexplained bleeding - 12the day
2. ultra sound and blood tests
3. IUD missing
4. admitted to hospital
5. xrays
6. emergency surgery on saturday, not going to make it to monday!
7. found tumor
9. removed tumor
10. borderline anemic now
11. tests came back - inconclusive for now but "not going to die of cancer" was how the dr. put it

they still don't know why i was bleeding - but at least i don't have cancer. there i said it. more tests later a follow up with the "cervix man" of san francisco, this friday. hopefully more good news. i love my kids, my husband and want to enjoy my time off with them until i go back to work!

yes, tomorrow is my last day - 10 1/2 years. haven't even thought about it too much as the above story had me occupied.

moral of this story is to always trust your instincts - if you think something is wrong - it is wrong! don't let nurse's tell you it's no big deal - get a hold of your dr.!

i'm a bad person

you know - i understand that mj was a legend and all. but i am having a really hard time getting past the pedophile thing. is it just me?