Monday, May 23, 2016

Today was a bad day for my head. It hurt terribly all day long

Saturday, April 30, 2016

It was a long dark day.  I was supposed to help Drea sell cupcakes today in Kingswood at the rummages.  Normally this would be a busy and somewhat anxiety filled adventure.  She needs to raise money for her and Carol/Victoria food truck.  It is interesting to watch them work, when they're baking.  Like last night.  I was making signs.. 😎 Using my creative side.  Doing what I do. They get this magic rolling.  Damn Robert. He's an idiot. But it rained all day today.  Like steady downpour.... ☔had to go buy an umbrella even.  It was cold too.  One of Dreas ladies didn't even open so I didn't have to do anything. I hung with Sonny and the kids... We went to a few rummages but I hate to be wet.  Boo 😱. Then mom got sad because she was alone so I had to bring her kids And now I am home alone.  Time to do homework.  Maybe accomplish something with my day.  πŸ˜œ

Beautiful CreatureπŸ’™

Friday, April 29, 2016



Hairs getting longer now.

I can put it back in a clip,  a tiny one.  I can't use a hair band. I can use a headband tho.
So today I had to have another set of MRIs because after my shunt placement and the relief I had,  I've been having headaches everyday. There isn't anything I can do about it either.... I take medicine.  Nothing.  I lay down,  wake up and head hurts. I take PRN meds to help. Nothing.  So now I've been back to two Dr's and they think on of my caths is kinked.  I don't know what to think,  this isn't supposed to happen for eight years.  Nothing is suppose to happen for eight years.  And it happens now at the most inconvenient time,  when my mom is slowly but surely dying.  One day I am going to wake up and she's no more.  πŸ˜¨πŸ˜±πŸ˜°πŸ˜žπŸ’™πŸ’”. Then every thing is going to change.  Mom is glue basically.  But Tierra isn't gonna have Mom on her side anyone to hear her out....  It will be what I say....once I get custody.  I don't know ,it's gonna be tough.  Moving with my ladies.  Moving on with my life. My head maybe hurts from all the stress and nothing is wrong.  πŸ˜€. Wouldn't that be easy.  Huh?