Yes just call me Ms. Grinch. With the girls fighting a lot and all of the oldest kiddos medical stuff, I just don't want to celebrate Christmas. Yes that sounds bad but that is how I feel. I just don't care at the moment. I am just beyond exhausted at the moment I suppose. Just would be nice to relax and be able to sleep and not have issues just one day!!!
I really feel both girls are not ment to behave at the same time. Never fails, one child is good, the other acts up. It is like the switch off. oh well.
So yesterday, we ended up back at Children's Primary again. Oldest had a huge meltdown (shattered a bowl.. so yea). Im covered in bruises and scratches from the glass. All they could say is "Yes her tummy is distended. Lets increase her medicine and send her home". Ok my kiddo has NOT pooped in NOW 4 days and they are cool with sending her home. So yes this morning we had another meltdown again.
Lets just say its a miracle I have survived this like I have. Yet the stress just will keep adding up so it has me worried. I need a new release but cant afford what worked in the past. oh well.
So here I am sitting at the library, listening to Christmas music and hoping to feel the spirit and just get in the mood. Just will be awhile before I can I suppose. Maybe once I get the apartment cleaned up better and move a few things around I will feel better.
Sunday, November 27, 2016
Saturday, November 19, 2016
just relaxing
Well I wont even go into my week, so don't ask :-)
But right now I am off work, bumming at the library and playing YouTube. Hahaha been vegging listening to NKOTB!!!! Yes my weakness!! heheheeh will always and forever be a BlockHead!!
Figured today I would just update small things,... Lets see:
1) From my post about helping others: The man has been doing great. He is working almost 6 days a week at the mall and being trained to do more work. My coworker said that he sat with the guy in the food court during lunch one day and just chatted. Hopefully he continues to do what he needs to do to continue to receive the help he needs.
not sure whatelse to write about. My brain just isn't working and im ready for bed.. ha
But right now I am off work, bumming at the library and playing YouTube. Hahaha been vegging listening to NKOTB!!!! Yes my weakness!! heheheeh will always and forever be a BlockHead!!
Figured today I would just update small things,... Lets see:
1) From my post about helping others: The man has been doing great. He is working almost 6 days a week at the mall and being trained to do more work. My coworker said that he sat with the guy in the food court during lunch one day and just chatted. Hopefully he continues to do what he needs to do to continue to receive the help he needs.
not sure whatelse to write about. My brain just isn't working and im ready for bed.. ha
Friday, November 4, 2016
no muse today
Sitting at the library and vegging when i should be home cleaning. I just have no muse in my life today to get things accomplished. Not sure what is going on, just what I am dealing with. Just tired i guess. So as i am sitting here, I decided to put on YouTube and listen to some music, and looking at tattoo stuff. Ha i know im weird.
My music is very eclectic. I listen to country (older stuff), dancing, latino, Rock, Pop, Classical, Opera, just whatever I am in the mood for. So i have a play list on YouTube with a variety of items. Figured might as well enjoy my time and hopefully relax some before i have to work tonight.
I have been pondering alot lately about where my life is going. Especially in the job situation...
1) I am a people person.
2) I cant stand still... I have to keep moving.
3) I miss doing the medical stuff.
The other day at work, I had a chance to use my EMT knowledge and skills to help someone. It felt GREAT!!! My boss was glad I was there to assist and said she couldn't have ever done something like that. It is just what I do. Some people believe they have a calling in life. They believe they know what they want to do in life. Well this is where I am. I want to do the EMT stuff again!!! I MISS IT!! I got the education, and worked it for awhile till it was time to move up here. Know it feels like i just dont belong in a position but i am working where i can for my daugter's medical stuff. I guess I just will figure out where I belong in life.
Then what is weird is last night I had a dream about a friend from back home. Him and i were sitting at a table drinking hot coco and it was snowing in the building. Well I remember an alarm going off and he had on his scrubs (he is a nurse) and i had my old EMT uniform on. So yea when i woke up.. just had a small pit in my stomach. But I am doing what I need to do.
Well I need to go get Evie picked up soon from school... oh joy then head to work
My music is very eclectic. I listen to country (older stuff), dancing, latino, Rock, Pop, Classical, Opera, just whatever I am in the mood for. So i have a play list on YouTube with a variety of items. Figured might as well enjoy my time and hopefully relax some before i have to work tonight.
I have been pondering alot lately about where my life is going. Especially in the job situation...
1) I am a people person.
2) I cant stand still... I have to keep moving.
3) I miss doing the medical stuff.
The other day at work, I had a chance to use my EMT knowledge and skills to help someone. It felt GREAT!!! My boss was glad I was there to assist and said she couldn't have ever done something like that. It is just what I do. Some people believe they have a calling in life. They believe they know what they want to do in life. Well this is where I am. I want to do the EMT stuff again!!! I MISS IT!! I got the education, and worked it for awhile till it was time to move up here. Know it feels like i just dont belong in a position but i am working where i can for my daugter's medical stuff. I guess I just will figure out where I belong in life.
Then what is weird is last night I had a dream about a friend from back home. Him and i were sitting at a table drinking hot coco and it was snowing in the building. Well I remember an alarm going off and he had on his scrubs (he is a nurse) and i had my old EMT uniform on. So yea when i woke up.. just had a small pit in my stomach. But I am doing what I need to do.
Well I need to go get Evie picked up soon from school... oh joy then head to work
Thursday, November 3, 2016
My trials, my blessings
Since I have been dealing with all of Evie's medical stuff, tantrums, and meltdowns, I have came to the conclusion I might have found WHY I am dealing with all of this. It is sort of like the "Pay it foward" thing.
Back home, I had felt alone dealing with everything and not understanding what to do, or how to handle it all. I walked on egg shells dealing with all of her issues due to the fact she realized she had a grasp over me that caused alot of problems for me. Then I had learned she was getting a new Primary teacher and I was ready for the worst. She does not handle changes to her set schedule at all. Well it turns out the teacher was a friend of mines mom. I remember her coming over and working with Evie till she got used to her. I knew she had a son with Autism, but never knew him when he was younger. She helped me by talking with me and helping to get Evie to alot of her activities.
Well a month before we moved, I remember us sitting in Relief Society, and I dont remember the lesson or what it was about. But several of the sisters were asked to talk about something and how their testimonies grew from those struggles. This sweet lady was not able to be in the lesson but had written her stuff done to be read. Let me just say I was moved to tears. In her letter she talked about the nights she had to deal with the autistic son, situation that would occur and as i listened to it I just KNEW i needed to be there. Things she had went through with her son, was what I was currently (and still currently) going through with Evie. That day I went up to her and thanked her for sharing her trials with me through the letter. I remember what she said, "I am glad it helped. I never want to be the person to say I am dealing with what you are going through, because I am not. I had a husband that helped and you are dealing with this as a single parent. But I know what I shared will help you."
Here it has been 6 months (sure does not seem like it, and I still questioned alot and asked 'Why me?' I know we may not know or understand why we face the trials we do in this life, but I do believe Heavenly Father did show me a little of why me. This is my pay it foward...
This past weekend, the girls and I had attended our wards Trunk or Treat. I am always on my toes about going to such things, because, Well i am not the social butterfly I used to be. I am more of a wallflower now only because I dont know if i have to bolt out with one of the kids having their issue. However, we sat down to eat dinner and a lady asked if her and her son could sit with us. I said no problem. I have talked to her from time to time at church but not often. Her son asked if Evie could go play with him. This i thought nothing of, but she had the look of shock and said Yes if it was ok with me. Well the girls went to play with their new friend and the mom and I had talked. Apparently he is going through alot of the same issues as Evie, and she is a single parent as well. I remember the Bishop looking at us and said that we needed to find a time where her and I could just talk. I may not be able to help her, but I do know that the struggles I have had, might give her some insight to how to help her son. I was able to talk to her the other night and told her Evie was back up at the hospital again. She said she kind of figured since she saw the firetruck and ambulance outside of our apartment. She wants to get her son up to UNI (University of NeuroPsychiatric Institute) to get evaluated. So I talked to her about the steps of having that happen and even gave her the number to the Crisis team.
I still may not be able to understand why I am dealing with what I am dealing with. But Heavenly Father knows. Last night we had a small issue again and yes once again the police had to come out to help with her. In fact the one officer has been to my apartment several times when fire shows up. He talked with me for about 30 minutes on what my next step needs to be. I am grateful for that. I may not like what he had to say (and it is what I had expected, her tantrums are the issue) but he was right. It had opened my eyes on alot of it.
I do know her meltdowns will always be there, and with those I just ride the wave and hope she settles down. But the tantrums are where I need to get under control. Yes I had allowed those to get this bad because I was scared to punish her (from previous issues). But I know the officer was right on how to get those under control.
Back home, I had felt alone dealing with everything and not understanding what to do, or how to handle it all. I walked on egg shells dealing with all of her issues due to the fact she realized she had a grasp over me that caused alot of problems for me. Then I had learned she was getting a new Primary teacher and I was ready for the worst. She does not handle changes to her set schedule at all. Well it turns out the teacher was a friend of mines mom. I remember her coming over and working with Evie till she got used to her. I knew she had a son with Autism, but never knew him when he was younger. She helped me by talking with me and helping to get Evie to alot of her activities.
Well a month before we moved, I remember us sitting in Relief Society, and I dont remember the lesson or what it was about. But several of the sisters were asked to talk about something and how their testimonies grew from those struggles. This sweet lady was not able to be in the lesson but had written her stuff done to be read. Let me just say I was moved to tears. In her letter she talked about the nights she had to deal with the autistic son, situation that would occur and as i listened to it I just KNEW i needed to be there. Things she had went through with her son, was what I was currently (and still currently) going through with Evie. That day I went up to her and thanked her for sharing her trials with me through the letter. I remember what she said, "I am glad it helped. I never want to be the person to say I am dealing with what you are going through, because I am not. I had a husband that helped and you are dealing with this as a single parent. But I know what I shared will help you."
Here it has been 6 months (sure does not seem like it, and I still questioned alot and asked 'Why me?' I know we may not know or understand why we face the trials we do in this life, but I do believe Heavenly Father did show me a little of why me. This is my pay it foward...
This past weekend, the girls and I had attended our wards Trunk or Treat. I am always on my toes about going to such things, because, Well i am not the social butterfly I used to be. I am more of a wallflower now only because I dont know if i have to bolt out with one of the kids having their issue. However, we sat down to eat dinner and a lady asked if her and her son could sit with us. I said no problem. I have talked to her from time to time at church but not often. Her son asked if Evie could go play with him. This i thought nothing of, but she had the look of shock and said Yes if it was ok with me. Well the girls went to play with their new friend and the mom and I had talked. Apparently he is going through alot of the same issues as Evie, and she is a single parent as well. I remember the Bishop looking at us and said that we needed to find a time where her and I could just talk. I may not be able to help her, but I do know that the struggles I have had, might give her some insight to how to help her son. I was able to talk to her the other night and told her Evie was back up at the hospital again. She said she kind of figured since she saw the firetruck and ambulance outside of our apartment. She wants to get her son up to UNI (University of NeuroPsychiatric Institute) to get evaluated. So I talked to her about the steps of having that happen and even gave her the number to the Crisis team.
I still may not be able to understand why I am dealing with what I am dealing with. But Heavenly Father knows. Last night we had a small issue again and yes once again the police had to come out to help with her. In fact the one officer has been to my apartment several times when fire shows up. He talked with me for about 30 minutes on what my next step needs to be. I am grateful for that. I may not like what he had to say (and it is what I had expected, her tantrums are the issue) but he was right. It had opened my eyes on alot of it.
I do know her meltdowns will always be there, and with those I just ride the wave and hope she settles down. But the tantrums are where I need to get under control. Yes I had allowed those to get this bad because I was scared to punish her (from previous issues). But I know the officer was right on how to get those under control.
Thursday, October 27, 2016
There is still some good in the world
I have this morning ritual when I head to work, I usually stop off at Starbucks for my Hot chocolate and talk with a few of the people inside. Right on the corner for the past 4 months has been the same guy who lives in a shelter here. Someone always buys him a coffee and takes it out to him every day.
Tuesday I noticed the mall manager talking with him. She was kneeling down and seems they were having quite the intense conversation. She got up, walked inside starbucks, and returned with his cup of coffee.
Then yesterday: I skipped starbucks (gift card was empty hahaha) and went straight into work. It was a typical Wednesday, I'm usually stuck in the fitting room and sorting clothes left from the night before, or hard tagging all the new lingerie to be placed out on the floor. I noticed the mall manager walking up with a shopping cart of clothes, nothing big, a few jeans, shirts, and 1 dress shirt and tie. Well following her was the gentleman from the corner. He still had on his ratty clothes, but he also was shaved and trimmed up. He took the clothing items into the dressing room and she patiently waited for him. We started to get busy in the back so I did not have the time to talk to her, and soon he left the dressing room with the clothing items in his hand.
When things slowed down and it was time for me to take my lunch, I walked to the front of the store with some reticketing items and talked with one of our SPS workers. He told me that the manager offered the man a job of cleaning the sidewalks (picking up trash.. ect). She bought him a decent pair of shoes, socks, and the clothing he had tried on. My friend told me that he has talked with the guy on several times. Apparently he is a Veteran (he had his card), came home and had to deal with PTSD, family leaving him while he was on active duty, and just got caught up with drinking. He ended up being homeless for over a year, and on several times tried to clean up and get the help he needed. He ended up hitchhiking last year and ended up out here in Utah. He was able to stop drinking thought AA meetings at the Shelter, but he still had issues finding a job because of the fact he hadn't worked in such a long time.
This manager offered him a job and also offered to take him to the Department of Workforce to set up for getting funds and food stamps. She called around and found a place that will allow him to stay, as long as he stays clean, and they provide counseling for those with PTSD.
Today as I drove by work (im at the library across the street at the moment), I noticed he was not standing at his corner, but was walking around and doing the work that was asked of him.
There are times we tend to ignore those asking for funds or help. We keep thinking if they want the help, its there. We jump to conclusions (yes i am guilty of this) of thinking they are choosing NOT to work and seek a better life. Yet do we talk to them? Yes I am guilty not to, and trust me there are some i would NOT go near to talk. But there are ways of helping. There are programs that do help, that are looking for funds, or maybe even clothing donations. There are people that may not know what is out there for help. I keep thinking of the scripture Matthew 25:31-40. I have done service in the past, but I have not done any lately. This morning as I was listening to my relaxation music while driving here, A Poor Wayfaring Man of Grief started to play. One of my favorite hymns and it has really touched me in a new way. May we all stand before our Savior and Him saying "Of me thou hast not been ashamed.These deeds shall thy memorial be; Fear not, thou didst them unto me."
Tuesday I noticed the mall manager talking with him. She was kneeling down and seems they were having quite the intense conversation. She got up, walked inside starbucks, and returned with his cup of coffee.
Then yesterday: I skipped starbucks (gift card was empty hahaha) and went straight into work. It was a typical Wednesday, I'm usually stuck in the fitting room and sorting clothes left from the night before, or hard tagging all the new lingerie to be placed out on the floor. I noticed the mall manager walking up with a shopping cart of clothes, nothing big, a few jeans, shirts, and 1 dress shirt and tie. Well following her was the gentleman from the corner. He still had on his ratty clothes, but he also was shaved and trimmed up. He took the clothing items into the dressing room and she patiently waited for him. We started to get busy in the back so I did not have the time to talk to her, and soon he left the dressing room with the clothing items in his hand.
When things slowed down and it was time for me to take my lunch, I walked to the front of the store with some reticketing items and talked with one of our SPS workers. He told me that the manager offered the man a job of cleaning the sidewalks (picking up trash.. ect). She bought him a decent pair of shoes, socks, and the clothing he had tried on. My friend told me that he has talked with the guy on several times. Apparently he is a Veteran (he had his card), came home and had to deal with PTSD, family leaving him while he was on active duty, and just got caught up with drinking. He ended up being homeless for over a year, and on several times tried to clean up and get the help he needed. He ended up hitchhiking last year and ended up out here in Utah. He was able to stop drinking thought AA meetings at the Shelter, but he still had issues finding a job because of the fact he hadn't worked in such a long time.
This manager offered him a job and also offered to take him to the Department of Workforce to set up for getting funds and food stamps. She called around and found a place that will allow him to stay, as long as he stays clean, and they provide counseling for those with PTSD.
Today as I drove by work (im at the library across the street at the moment), I noticed he was not standing at his corner, but was walking around and doing the work that was asked of him.
There are times we tend to ignore those asking for funds or help. We keep thinking if they want the help, its there. We jump to conclusions (yes i am guilty of this) of thinking they are choosing NOT to work and seek a better life. Yet do we talk to them? Yes I am guilty not to, and trust me there are some i would NOT go near to talk. But there are ways of helping. There are programs that do help, that are looking for funds, or maybe even clothing donations. There are people that may not know what is out there for help. I keep thinking of the scripture Matthew 25:31-40. I have done service in the past, but I have not done any lately. This morning as I was listening to my relaxation music while driving here, A Poor Wayfaring Man of Grief started to play. One of my favorite hymns and it has really touched me in a new way. May we all stand before our Savior and Him saying "Of me thou hast not been ashamed.These deeds shall thy memorial be; Fear not, thou didst them unto me."
Tuesday, October 25, 2016
So much going on....
Well I would like to say things have been going great, but they haven't been the best. Things are still going on with Evie and her medical stuff that I don't know which direction I am heading currently. With all the times I have had to call Emergency as well as the Crisis teams, just not sure what to do anymore.
With everything going on, I have been questioning a lot about why I am up here away from my family and what good is it here? Yes I know that kind of thinking is from the advisory and lately he has been working on me 100%. I am tired of the stress and all the issues that are going on. So yes with all these stresses, as you can imagine how my personal self is... yea. Not doing to well. I need to get in to see Paul this week, but when? I have meetings like crazy with all of Evies therapists and Natalies, working two jobs... Where do I take care of myself? When do I have time? But such is life of a single parent.
Please do not get me wrong, I regret none of it. I do remind myself of the bigger picture reminding me why I had moved up here in the first place. But I could do without the stress and the worries. My ulcer hasn't acted up in awhile, well this past weekend, it started acting up. I am just exhausted. Yes I allowed myself to get ran down, which I had tried to stop, but its kind of hard.
Natalies birthday is this week. I feel bad because I have to work, and she has let me know that she is upset about it. I feel awful. but what can I do.
The good part is we found out the Social Security was approved. The bad part, I had applied for the Disability and she was approved for supplemental. So not sure what that means. I just need to find a time to get downtown to the main office and find out what is going on.
Well that's about it for me. Im at the library and letting the girls play around some. I figured I would jam to some music and update a few things...
With everything going on, I have been questioning a lot about why I am up here away from my family and what good is it here? Yes I know that kind of thinking is from the advisory and lately he has been working on me 100%. I am tired of the stress and all the issues that are going on. So yes with all these stresses, as you can imagine how my personal self is... yea. Not doing to well. I need to get in to see Paul this week, but when? I have meetings like crazy with all of Evies therapists and Natalies, working two jobs... Where do I take care of myself? When do I have time? But such is life of a single parent.
Please do not get me wrong, I regret none of it. I do remind myself of the bigger picture reminding me why I had moved up here in the first place. But I could do without the stress and the worries. My ulcer hasn't acted up in awhile, well this past weekend, it started acting up. I am just exhausted. Yes I allowed myself to get ran down, which I had tried to stop, but its kind of hard.
Natalies birthday is this week. I feel bad because I have to work, and she has let me know that she is upset about it. I feel awful. but what can I do.
The good part is we found out the Social Security was approved. The bad part, I had applied for the Disability and she was approved for supplemental. So not sure what that means. I just need to find a time to get downtown to the main office and find out what is going on.
Well that's about it for me. Im at the library and letting the girls play around some. I figured I would jam to some music and update a few things...
Wednesday, October 12, 2016
Men suck.... ok not all of them do
Well with my oldest's medical situation I have had to place my love life on hold. Ok, not much left of it but the little I DID have. He was understanding about the situation, however within 3 days he started dating and its serious I. Not once did he tell me any of this.
Yes I am the one that called it off but however I still feel betrayed about the situation. But alas, I learned my lesson. Think i would have learned it everytime this has happened but nope.
Yes I am the one that called it off but however I still feel betrayed about the situation. But alas, I learned my lesson. Think i would have learned it everytime this has happened but nope.
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