So proud of my Boy!!
Monday, June 10, 2013
Wednesday, May 1, 2013
Shall I eat my words and swallow now?
So Its been a long time since I blogged.
I have some words I must eat.
My son who quit school last march decided to go back.
He has been attending the acheivement school and on June 1st
he will walk across the stage and get his diploma.
I couldnt be any more proud of my son then I am right now.
he took almost a whole year off school went back and in less then
a 4 month period has enough credits to graduate with his class.
I am one proud momma
Thursday, March 8, 2012
Im just sad
So today is rainy and dreary.
About a month ago my oldest son came to me
we talked about the troubles he was having
at school. He has struggled for many years
now at school. He has been bullied....picked
on....treated like crap.
He was behind in every class he could be behind
in. He had been sleeping his way through school.
He is 18 and really I as a mother cannot
do a whole lot. Yes I could try talking
to the school..but honestly this has never
worked before. Teachers were giving
him a hard time. He was at his breaking
point. He said mom I dont know what to do...
I feel like im going to break. So him and
I talked. I tried calling his guidance counselor
at school but she wasnt in. this was on a thursday.
well on Friday I got a call from one of the other
counselors. She said that a teacher had come in
and was worried about Tyler. I told her I too was worried.
that he seemed to be falling into a deep deep deep
depression. I told her the things Tyler and I had
talked about. She suggested since there was no
school on monday that on Tuesday I not send
Tyler to school but call and make an appointment
with his counselor. So that I did. She gave Tyler
his options. One was to go to school every other
day attend Choir and shop and then work on credit
recovery the rest of the time. Two he could
sign up for what I call "loser school" it is
where they send the trouble kids when they dont
want to deal with them anymore. Then the last option
was withdraw and work on GED on Tuesday and thursday night
so she told him go home think it over. Then call her next
day with decision. So that is what he did he came home
and thought it over. He called her the next day and informed
her he was withdrawing.
:-( I feel as though I failed my son. I should have
done more I should have fought harder for him.
He is now in GED clsses and took the pretest the other
day and the teacher informed him he passed two parts
but has to work on grammar. She seems to think in maybe a
little over a month he can take his test.
I can only hope and pray once he get the GED that he signs
up for some college courses. I dont want him to give up just at
the GED....Its not enough anymore.
Im just sad I wont see him walking down the aisle in his
cap and gown :-(
About a month ago my oldest son came to me
we talked about the troubles he was having
at school. He has struggled for many years
now at school. He has been bullied....picked
on....treated like crap.
He was behind in every class he could be behind
in. He had been sleeping his way through school.
He is 18 and really I as a mother cannot
do a whole lot. Yes I could try talking
to the school..but honestly this has never
worked before. Teachers were giving
him a hard time. He was at his breaking
point. He said mom I dont know what to do...
I feel like im going to break. So him and
I talked. I tried calling his guidance counselor
at school but she wasnt in. this was on a thursday.
well on Friday I got a call from one of the other
counselors. She said that a teacher had come in
and was worried about Tyler. I told her I too was worried.
that he seemed to be falling into a deep deep deep
depression. I told her the things Tyler and I had
talked about. She suggested since there was no
school on monday that on Tuesday I not send
Tyler to school but call and make an appointment
with his counselor. So that I did. She gave Tyler
his options. One was to go to school every other
day attend Choir and shop and then work on credit
recovery the rest of the time. Two he could
sign up for what I call "loser school" it is
where they send the trouble kids when they dont
want to deal with them anymore. Then the last option
was withdraw and work on GED on Tuesday and thursday night
so she told him go home think it over. Then call her next
day with decision. So that is what he did he came home
and thought it over. He called her the next day and informed
her he was withdrawing.
:-( I feel as though I failed my son. I should have
done more I should have fought harder for him.
He is now in GED clsses and took the pretest the other
day and the teacher informed him he passed two parts
but has to work on grammar. She seems to think in maybe a
little over a month he can take his test.
I can only hope and pray once he get the GED that he signs
up for some college courses. I dont want him to give up just at
the GED....Its not enough anymore.
Im just sad I wont see him walking down the aisle in his
cap and gown :-(
Sunday, February 19, 2012
short update...
I figured I should post a quick post....
I'm doing good. No bad episodes.
Went to lung Dr last month he diagnosed
Me with hypersomnia. Put me on mess
For that. In other words I was sleeping
Wayyyyy to much so these mess help
me stay more alert and awake when
I need to be awake. So far so good.
he also says that my problem is more copd
Then asthma.
But that's it for now.
Ps....bought a kindle fire......I'm lovin it!
I'm doing good. No bad episodes.
Went to lung Dr last month he diagnosed
Me with hypersomnia. Put me on mess
For that. In other words I was sleeping
Wayyyyy to much so these mess help
me stay more alert and awake when
I need to be awake. So far so good.
he also says that my problem is more copd
Then asthma.
But that's it for now.
Ps....bought a kindle fire......I'm lovin it!
Monday, January 16, 2012
12-19-2011
This is the day my life changed.
I woke early at like 530 am
I felt fine. I got the kids off
to school and I was talking on the
phone with a friend. I got off the
phone with her and had to make a few
other calls which i did.
Well all the sudden I started having
breathing problems. So I used my
nebulizer which normally would help
and I would take the treatment and
go about my business and be ok. Not
this morning. I took the treatment
and my breathing was still no better
so I got in my purse and grabbed
the rescue inhaler in hopes that
would help. NO.....so I started another
treatment and I yelled as best as I could
for help from the husband to get dressed
and take me to the hospital.
at this point I with each breath could feel
my airway closing. I knew I was in BIG
trouble. I went out on the porch thinking
that the cool air might help me which again
did not. So I grabbed my purse and I
headed to car.
I got in hubby in the driver seat and I told
him to hurry that I was dying. He said No
your not and I in turn said Yes I am...........
That was the last thing I remember.......
everything went black
everything else is just what everyone else told me........
Hubby got to the hospital which is less then a
block and a half from my home.....He got out of
the car and went to get help to get me out of the car
he knew he couldnt get me out on my own. At this point
he thought I was still breathing.
He came out with someone from ER and they pulled me from the
car and they laid me on the sidewalk and the gentleman
who came to help proceeded to give me CPR. I was unresponsive,
no pulse....no breathing.....lips blue I was in respiratory failure...
I was dead.
Hubby says the next few minutes were crazy.
they cut my clothes off.
finally got me back to breathing.
I vaguely remember waking and my sister being
at the end of my bed. I dont know what she was
saying to me. I remember a guy to my left with a
blue shirt and blue hat he was telling me to calm
down and try to breath slower and I remember the dr
voice saying we are going to have to do something
or we are going to lose her.
from what my family tells me they mentioned in the room
that they were going to helicopter me to indy. I do not
recall hearing or even telling them no. but I guess I did.
my husband overruled and signed the papers and they called
for lifeline.
I vaguely remember hearing the sound of the helicopter for
about 30 seconds. I went straight to Indiana University Health
methodist in Indianapolis to the ER there to wait a room in the
ICU unit.
I guess my legs were kicking and I was being a real ass but I again
remember nothing about it.
I woke up at 215 am with all kinds of tubes in my mouth and a
iv in my chest. They had my hands tied to the bed. Only
person left there was my husband. The nurse was in the room and
she told me where I was what had happened and what would be going
on from there. THey called respiratory in and he turned down
the vent and gave me a breathing treatment. THey eventually
turned vent off and left the tubed in til 5 something that morning.
Finally they took it out and I was on my own.
that was on monday I got to come home on wednesday even though
they wanted me to stay until Thursday I begged to go home.
I wanted to be with my kids in my home.
so I had to prove I could walk down hall and stay above 90 with
no oxygen on. SHEW they sent me home.
I have been recovering since. I cannot lay down my chest and ribs
hurt so bad. i sleep n the recliner. My days consist of eating what
someone brings to me. Watching TV and playing games on facebook
DR says could be another 6 weeks before Im back to normal.
ok so I needed to share. more soon. Im tired.
I woke early at like 530 am
I felt fine. I got the kids off
to school and I was talking on the
phone with a friend. I got off the
phone with her and had to make a few
other calls which i did.
Well all the sudden I started having
breathing problems. So I used my
nebulizer which normally would help
and I would take the treatment and
go about my business and be ok. Not
this morning. I took the treatment
and my breathing was still no better
so I got in my purse and grabbed
the rescue inhaler in hopes that
would help. NO.....so I started another
treatment and I yelled as best as I could
for help from the husband to get dressed
and take me to the hospital.
at this point I with each breath could feel
my airway closing. I knew I was in BIG
trouble. I went out on the porch thinking
that the cool air might help me which again
did not. So I grabbed my purse and I
headed to car.
I got in hubby in the driver seat and I told
him to hurry that I was dying. He said No
your not and I in turn said Yes I am...........
That was the last thing I remember.......
everything went black
everything else is just what everyone else told me........
Hubby got to the hospital which is less then a
block and a half from my home.....He got out of
the car and went to get help to get me out of the car
he knew he couldnt get me out on my own. At this point
he thought I was still breathing.
He came out with someone from ER and they pulled me from the
car and they laid me on the sidewalk and the gentleman
who came to help proceeded to give me CPR. I was unresponsive,
no pulse....no breathing.....lips blue I was in respiratory failure...
I was dead.
Hubby says the next few minutes were crazy.
they cut my clothes off.
finally got me back to breathing.
I vaguely remember waking and my sister being
at the end of my bed. I dont know what she was
saying to me. I remember a guy to my left with a
blue shirt and blue hat he was telling me to calm
down and try to breath slower and I remember the dr
voice saying we are going to have to do something
or we are going to lose her.
from what my family tells me they mentioned in the room
that they were going to helicopter me to indy. I do not
recall hearing or even telling them no. but I guess I did.
my husband overruled and signed the papers and they called
for lifeline.
I vaguely remember hearing the sound of the helicopter for
about 30 seconds. I went straight to Indiana University Health
methodist in Indianapolis to the ER there to wait a room in the
ICU unit.
I guess my legs were kicking and I was being a real ass but I again
remember nothing about it.
I woke up at 215 am with all kinds of tubes in my mouth and a
iv in my chest. They had my hands tied to the bed. Only
person left there was my husband. The nurse was in the room and
she told me where I was what had happened and what would be going
on from there. THey called respiratory in and he turned down
the vent and gave me a breathing treatment. THey eventually
turned vent off and left the tubed in til 5 something that morning.
Finally they took it out and I was on my own.
that was on monday I got to come home on wednesday even though
they wanted me to stay until Thursday I begged to go home.
I wanted to be with my kids in my home.
so I had to prove I could walk down hall and stay above 90 with
no oxygen on. SHEW they sent me home.
I have been recovering since. I cannot lay down my chest and ribs
hurt so bad. i sleep n the recliner. My days consist of eating what
someone brings to me. Watching TV and playing games on facebook
DR says could be another 6 weeks before Im back to normal.
ok so I needed to share. more soon. Im tired.
Friday, October 28, 2011
Happy 40th to me!!! And happy 2 weeks no smoking!
yeah so today I am 40!
Still on the chantix and NOT SMOKING!!!
more soon.
Still on the chantix and NOT SMOKING!!!
more soon.
Friday, October 14, 2011
First day of the rest of my life.....
So today is quit day.
I woke at 515 am this morning and began my day.
745 all kids are gone to school.
8am....why am I shaking so bad? I dont really want a cig but Im shaking like mad! Is this withdraw from the nicotine? UGH.
10am....Had to take a trip to walmart. Got some mints and gum! Shaking isnt as bad as it was at 8.
More updates throughout day 1
I woke at 515 am this morning and began my day.
745 all kids are gone to school.
8am....why am I shaking so bad? I dont really want a cig but Im shaking like mad! Is this withdraw from the nicotine? UGH.
10am....Had to take a trip to walmart. Got some mints and gum! Shaking isnt as bad as it was at 8.
More updates throughout day 1
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