Wednesday, July 25, 2012

It's Cute to Boot

I shouldn't be allowed to move. Probably I should just stay in one spot. Remember this? Well I got another one! Except this one is more like the glass slipper on Cinderella.


Do you wonder what happened this time? Well I don't want to tell you. You know how last time I walked out my front door and gracefully fell? Same thing. Except this time it was on my stairs, and I was holding Genevieve in her car seat. Luckily she was strapped in. And she screamed for like one second and then was over it.

You wanna know the first thing I did after once again gracefully falling? I looked around to see if anyone else saw what happened. Then I hurriedly got up and got in my car. I mean, we were already going to be barely on time for Jacksons kindergarten screening. Plus, I think all the adrenaline was there. On the way however, it started to wear off and I started to speed up. It hurt! I called my mom and was laughing and crying at the same time. Like really?

My mom(s) came to the rescue. One took me to the hospital and the other took my kids to Katie. Thankfully I have this great support group! I need it!

You know how sometimes you put your underwear on inside out on accident cause it's dark in your room when you put them on? Yeah. That was me today. Bad day to do that. And also I had this feeling this morning to paint my toenails. But I didn't because there was no time. So I put on my Tom's cause they cover my toes. Again, bad day to do that.

So my mom thinks that I'm being given these trials to teach me that I can't do everything on my own. David said he thinks its to teach me both that I CAN do hard things and I can't do it alone. Yeah. I think that's a good one. I've always had a hard time asking for help. In all shapes and forms.

I asked the x-ray tech if he could just take some of my kidneys cause I needed them (the x-rays) before my blasting this Thursday. Unfortunately, he couldn't. So I headed over to the imaging place and got undressed again to get more radiation on my body. This technician said I could look at the images. My friend the kidney stone, was sitting right in the loop of the stent. That little buggar. I called him something else to a few of my friends. It's inappropriate to say on this blog. I'm thinking I'd like to name him. And yes it is a him. Because men are like kidney stones. I don't need to list the ways. Please offer your suggestions for names. It's too bad he's getting blasted to pieces. My mom said I should make a necklace.

Sadie said she likes my new shoe.

I don't have any feet left to break/sprain. Let's hope we don't move on to arms.

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