Life is a Journey!

(WARNING THIS POST IS NOT SOMETHING MEN ARE GOING TO WANT TO READ) So the story of my madness goes on.... I think my life just continues to get crazier and crazier. I for as long as I can remember have had just horrible cycles. I have been through every kind of therapy imaginable to treat the symptoms and slow the flow. I have been on the pill, got the depo shot, had the monthly shot, had and IUD place, I even took the pill where u don't stop but like ever 3 months or so, then last year I had an endometrial ablation. That was suppose to make things better although there were no guarantees. Well here we are 18 months later and the ablation only lasted about 8-10 months before my cycle picked back up and started hurting so bad again that I cannot stand them. I have also started having horrible migrains associated with them. I mean I do have migrains anyway but they are typically controlled with an anti-convolsant but lately with my cycle I have breakthough migraines with visual distr

Weight In I know it's been a while but I got on the scales just out of curiosity because I've not had a very good week and we are talking shoes fully clothes in denim jeans and all and I wieghed 137.4 this afternoon. So now I am really curious what it will say in the morning.

My life is MADNESS!!!!!!!! Oh my where do I begin, oh hang on I'm going to start by changing in to pj's and getting into bed. Ok that's much better. Now where to begin leading u on this path of madness. I guess we will start with today. So this morning started out crazy just like everyother morning, it wasn't as bad as normal because I actually got up at 5:30 when the alarm went off so I could be ready before I had to get the boys up. I got the boys up and off to school and on my drive back from the bus stop I remembered that I needed to take some paper by my husband's ex-wives house at lunch(I do most of the communicating with her, she and I get along really good most of the time and she and Donnie don't, so it is just easier for all parties involved this way) but I wanted to make sure she was going to be there and I knew the kids should still be home so I called Bethany this is my 17-year-daughter by marraige and I could immediately tell something was really w

So last night I'm sitting here starting to write this and my cell phone starts ringing and I just almost jump through the roof. First off it was almost midnight and no one ever calls me that late, second the kids are obviously asleep and third my mind start racing about what could be wrong. I seen that it was my husband (he works nights) so I figured no big deal he just wanted to talk. I don't think I could have been further from wrong. I swear when he started talking I really at first wasn't even comprehending what he was saying, all I hear is evacuation, bomb, sniper. So I stop him and I ask him WHO IS THIS? I mean honestly this can't be my husband. Then I'm like OK now I need you to start over from the very beginning. He said that one of the guys that works with him left for lunch at 11:30 ish p.m. and when he stepped out of the back door of the building he actually stepped on someone and all of a sudden he had a very big gun being held on him. You see when C