Too Hot - Let's Get WET!

First off - let's visit the spots ....   I noticed that when I'm laying down my spots are barely noticeable - however I always notice them because they are a huge UGH in my life.   But I noticed when I got up and was standing - they were WAY more apparent....  so yeah, there's that.   No shorts for me... .  FOREVER....

This is how Nathan reacted to the news of going to Nana's house today.....   m.e.l.t.d.o.w.n.

We got to Nana's though and turned on the sprinkler ....

Jax was like..... what-they-doing?  I wanna play ....

I ate a chip ........   ha ha ha

DB stuck out his tongue.... we do that a lot to each other....

We got home and the boys were playing outside - he - I guess - feel by the big tree in the yard and tried to sever his head.  Yep.   I am really glad he didn't succeed  ....

Med time!!

Hey Mike! It's HUMP DAY!!!!!!!

So I have one kid who is down with a 101 temp, and is doing nothing but sleeping. I got some ibuprofen in him and he *feels* cooler but he is having a hard time waking up - so I'm just letting him sleep right now. Keeping an eye on him, he's right next to me. 

Then Super Nathan is in a lot of pain. (6 on his pain scale) ..... He is crying and wanting cuddles and wanting me to rub his back... he says his back hurts, and his sides hurt, especially his right side. He has a hard time describing his pain - he doesn't seem to understand it fully. So we have to ask a lot of questions, and repeat them to see if they change. But I know his back hurts, and his right side hurts for sure.... and it doesn't seem to hurt more when I push on it so that's good, and he's not running a fever. 

So right now, we're letting some ibuprofen kick in, and I gave him a butt bullet to see if maybe he's constipated. He did go a little after I did that, and said it didn't help. I'll probably put in another in a couple hours (because he used the bathroom about 5 minutes after I put the butt bullet in.) .... so yeah, it's gonna be one of those days.

This is the pain scale we use with him.  The faces don't look almost the same and it's easier for him to understand.

Kaedyn ended up sleeping until noon practically, then he was only half himself for the rest of the day.  He wasn't himself - he was literally about have the crazy he usually is....

Lets have a little Red Spotted One discussion right now.  142 days with the red spots.  They are getting a lot better.  They are basically shadows now.  I still have a ton of sores on my arms (accessible to scratch)  There are some that are worse than others.   Now I'm getting bad - regular - psoriasis on my elbow and OMGawd it itches!!!

Day 3 and final day of the dying Carnations experiment....  the kids were all excited that they were correct that the flowers would turn the color that they were in.  They ALL said they expected the flowers to turn a darker version of the color though.  They were surprised some didn't absorb as well as others..  and they thought it was really neat that the one flower seemed to separate colors.

They turned out really pretty .......

I wish there was hope for these two getting along.....

I did three feed bags tonight.....

We noticed when we were getting Nathan ready for bed tonight that his right scrotum and testicle were red and swollen ... decided to let it ride tonight and see if it was better tomorrow.  If not, we'll be going in :(

So there is some drama going on between Shi and the other family that has Clairah right now.   We took her to the zoo on the 19th, brought her back to our place, took her to meet up with the Grandma for her to go home.  Shi had to cancel the following visit because she had an OB where she was supposed to have her blood testing done for gestational diabetes ....  which was going to take an hour + ...  Kale was working, Kaedyn had his allergy appointment....  it was planned that Kale would go with Shila to her appointment and they'd meet us down at the allergy testing clinic.  Well, she canceled the visit, Kale ended up working and we still had Kaedyn's appointment - but she called and rescheduled her appointment because she didn't want to go by herself.  She COULD have had Claire but she had already called and canceled.  Fast forward to the following Wednesday.  She called Tuesday to make sure visitation was all good and was told by the Baby'Daddy's Mom and she wouldn't be seeing her tomorrow because she was going to the doctors (that day, Tuesday) and she had rashes (or something) ....  Shila was pissed but let it go.  So she calls this Tuesday and she's told her visitations are suspended until further notice and when she asked why they wouldn't tell her.  They just kept on saying "you'll find out tomorrow" ....  I spent a lot of time looking up last night - court dates - and found nothing for her (except one for a fine that is next year) ...  Well she called the cops, cops told her to call the courts, courts told her to come down and file contempt of court papers.  I thought that when you had a court document stating you were supposed to have visitation one such a such a time, the cops could enforce that.  ::: shrugs :::   Regardless, she got served yesterday.  I don't 100% understand what is going on, and neither does she, but they are - apparently claiming some sort of abuse - and asking for supervised visits.  And these are not even supervised visits with a third party, now it's with the woman who plays "grandma" ....  the paperwork isn't even filled out by Baby'Daddy - it's filled out by the "grandma" ...   so yeah, I have to find a way to get her down to the court house and talk to the volunteer lawyers to see if there is something we need to file to counter, and what the options are for her.  She isn't going to just roll over and take this.  I have been witness to 90% of these visits...  she is usually around me....  so I don't understand this at all.  She's always coming over with 1: clothes that are too small.  2: dirty bottles and cups  3: diaper rashes that they claim are because she's lactose intolerant.  She is a great mom, she focuses on Clairah, and that little girl is her whole world.  So yeah....  Shi has paperwork because they have a register sex offender that they keep letting go around Clairah, Dad (and who knows what else) smokes pot.....  He has a tumblr that says something about "F***ing your Mothers" and it has porn on there.  Which the porn isn't all that shocking for an early 20 year old I suppose, but still.  And he blasts his "Pot smoking ways" all over his crap.  Legal in WA but - I don't support it.  Too many people still abuse it.

WTF Wednesday (Warning: Very Graphic Photos)

So first off I want to share some progress on the whole red spotted situation .....  my psoriasis is definitely on the way to clearing up and much like the progress to get to it's worst ... it's taking it's time getting better too........

Here is about when it was it's worst .....

And today....

Yay for getting better!!!

So yeah - today has been one of those ....  it all started at the stroke of midnight......

I'm trucking away writing my blog last night before midnight, but it was such a long day I was still working on it after midnight.  Kaedyn was demanding and scared all night trying to fall asleep, every time we moved him out his bed, he'd boomerang back to our bed.  So I'm trucking away, almost done .... and DB gets up to use the bathroom and he decides to take Kaedyn to bed.  As he's walking out the door, at just a few moments past midnight, he practically drops Kaedyn (who was sleeping until this point) and screams, and falls on the bed. Kaedyn is no longer sleeping, but rather sitting up on the bed, starring at Daddy in utter confusion.  

Then DB leans over as he says he stepped on something.  He comes up - with a razor blade in his hand.  Yep... a RAZOR blade.  WTFrohike???? 

I made some comment about if it cut him or not... he goes "I don't know" 

I'm thinking ... judging by the yelp that just happened..... it did.... 

he lifts up his foot, and there is blood gushing out of it.....  yep, I'd consider that cut.  

I look at it a little closer and realize this cut is almost to the bone, definitely past the skin and into the muscle .... and he is most definitely going to need stitches.  

So I ended up taking him into the ER.  We got there at about 12:15 AM ... and didn't get out until about 3:10 AM ....   There is more about this below,  I didn't want to post the bloody gruesome photos at the beginning of the blog.  And I'll warn before ya get there.... 

We got home and he's on drugs, he passes out pretty quickly.  Kaedyn didn't fall asleep until almost 3 AM (he was in Cal's room with him) ....  and I was still hyped up when we got home.  So I finished my blog and did some other work, tried to finish my "writing prompt" from yesterday - which I started, but I just can't get into this one like I did the first one.  So I'm going to finish that today.  But I did write one page of TREAT and I'm going to add SAND into this one.  (Here it is when I finish it today) ..... TREAT and SAND writing prompt 

Before I knew it - it was 6am and the sun was starting to rise and I could hear the morning birds chirping away ....  it was pretty sound actually.  I was glad I was up for it.  

But I almost started crying at one point. Just so tired and my body just would not give up.  I was laying - cuddling with DB and he woke up when I sneezed, asked me how I was.  I almost started to cry because I was just so tired.  I know that I saw 6:30 AM ....  so I fell asleep somewhere between 6:30 AM and 7 AM ...  and then I woke up at 10:30 AM and I've been up since.

So because I was delirious I started looking up that thing that I am questioning I have that I didn't want to say outloud.   This is the first time I've started to do any research on it.   One thing I have noticed recently is how my nose and cheeks have been a little more rosy lately.  I figured it had something to do with my psoriasis...   It's apparently called a "butterfly rash" ...

I was trying to get pictures of it at about 6am but I didn't get real good photos .... You can kinda see it though ....

And yes, I am questioning and concerned I may have Lupus....

What Are the Signs and Symptoms of Lupus?

Lupus may be hard to diagnose. It’s often mistaken for other diseases. For this reason, lupus has been called the “great imitator.” The signs of lupus differ from person to person. Some people have just a few signs; others have more.

Common signs of lupus are:

• Red rash or color change on the face, often in the shape of a butterfly across the nose and cheeks  CHECK, not bad but it's there....
• Painful or swollen joints  CHECK CHECK
• Unexplained fever  CHECK, they say over 100 in some of the things I've read, mine is in the 99's usually
• Chest pain with deep breathing  CHECK
• Swollen glands  CHECK
• Extreme fatigue (feeling tired all the time)  CHECK CHECK CHECK
• Unusual hair loss (mainly on the scalp) CHECK - for the past two years
• Pale or purple fingers or toes from cold or stress  My skin is super pale to begin with, I looked up photo examples of this, and I don't *think* I have this.  But my fingers are always super cold.
• Sensitivity to the sun  CHECK - I have always joked I'm allergic to the sun because I get heat stroke really easy, and burn super easy ... 
• Low blood count  Don't think so
• Depression, trouble thinking, and/or memory problems.  CHECK

Other signs are mouth sores - Periodically, unexplained seizures (convulsions) - yes sometimes......  , “seeing things” (hallucinations) - no, repeated miscarriages - CHECK, and unexplained kidney problems. No, but they sure do hurt sometimes 

It's scary to me how many of these symptoms I have.

I am in no way saying I have it - however ....  I am worried that I may, I am concerned that I do... and I obviously need to bring it up to my DR and see if any of these tests have been done that help diagnose it.

Here you can see the redness a bit better....

Anyway - said it out loud now......

Here are a couple of timehop pictures of the Space Needle from two years ago :)

 

Feed Bag for tonight ...

And now I need to get my pills in order for the week...   cuz there isn't anymore in my weekly pill organizer ....

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Gross photos ahead....... 

So here is DB's foot, the top three are at home, after he did it... the others were taken at the ER

The Doc looked at it - he numbed it up - and OMG brought back memories of when I did the same thing (stepped on a razor blade) .... I almost passed out from the pain from the numbing meds.  They gave him enough to tranquilize an elephant.

Here they are cleaning it out - all cleaned and the bottom right with the blue covers, that's after one stitch.

He got 7 stitches ....

Best comment of the night .... "Even my vasectomy didn't hurt as bad as that."

Finally heading home.

Funny thing - after Doc finished getting him all stitched up he goes "do you work on your car?"  DB goes "No?"   Doc goes "oh, well if you have some use for those rags you can take them home.  Same with all the instruments.  We just throw it all away.   I told him we have kids with medical issues and could always use stuff like that.  SO we brought all this home.

So when Calahan was three years old, we moved into a three bedroom place on Barstow in Eau Claire.  We had a ton of boxes in the back room to unpack and as I was doing so, I stepped on a razor.  This was 16 years ago.  I still have a scar....  

Onto the Fangirl part........  I'm going to start including quotes now!!  Cuz I am a freak like that, and it's my blog.  Muahhahahahaha

Started Season SIX now ..... woot ......

Episode 1:  The Beginning

Mulder: What does it take? For this thing to come up and bite you on the ass? I saw these creatures. I saw them burst to life. You would've seen them, too but you were infected with that virus. You were passed out over my shoulder.

Scully: Mulder, I know what you did. I know what happened to me but without ignoring the science, I can't... Listen, Mulder... (takes his hand) You told me that my science kept you honest. That it made you question your assumptions. That by it, I'd made you a whole person. If I change now... It wouldn't be right... or honest.

Mulder: I'm talking about extraterrestrial life alive on this planet in our lifetime. Forces that dwarf and precede all human history. I'm sorry, Scully, but this time your science is wrong.(walks away)

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Mulder: It would help if you'd shut the door. It would make it harder for them to see that I'm totally disregarding everything I was told.

Scully: (closing the door) Everything we were told, Mulder.

Mulder: They can't take away the X-Files, Scully. They tried.

Scully: You know, Agent Fowley's report to OPR painted the facts in an interesting way. I hope you haven't been betrayed.

Mulder: (not looking at her) Agent Fowley's report was a means to an end. Trying to protect the work. Protect the X-Files.

Scully: Mulder, Agent Fowley's report states that the man you saw attacked was bludgeoned by an unknown subject. She makes no mention of a little boy who as it happens, is nowhere to be found. It would seem that her report protects everything but you.

Mulder: Agent Fowley took me to that plant at great risk to herself where I saw something that you refuse to believe in. Saw it again, Scully. And though it may not say it in her report, Diana saw it, too. And no matter what you think she's certainly not going to go around saying that just because science can't prove it isn't true.

Scully: I don't doubt what you saw, Mulder. I don't doubt you. I'm willing to believe, but not in a lie and not in the opposite of what I can prove. It comes down to a matter of trust. [He looks up at her] I guess it always has.

Mulder: You asking me to make a choice?

Scully: I'm asking you to trust my judgment. To trust me. [Hands him a folder]

Mulder: I can't accept that. Not if it refutes what I know to be true.

Scully: Mulder, these are test results. DNA from the claw nail we found matching exactly the DNA from the virus you believe is extraterrestrial.

Mulder: [Takes the folder and looks at the papers inside] That's the connection.

Scully: Which matches exactly DNA that was found in Gibson Praise.

Mulder: Wait a minute. I don't understand. You're saying that Gibson Praise is infected with the virus?

Scully: No. It's a part of his DNA. In fact, it's a part of all of our DNA. It's called a genetic remnant. It's inactive junk DNA. Except in Gibson it's turned on.

Mulder: So if that were true, that would mean that Gibson is in some part extraterrestrial.

Scully: It would mean that all of us are.

Episode 2: Drive

[Mulder stops the car at a stoplight; Crump screams.]

Crump: What are you doing?!

Mulder: What? What am I doing?

Crump: What the hell are you doing?!

Mulder: (sarcastically) I'm composing a sonnet. I'm slowing down for a light!

Episode 3: Triangle 

[Scully exits the elevator and enters the X-Files office.]

Scully: (direct) I want you to do me a favor. It's not negotiable. Either you do it or I kill you. You understand?

[Spender, alone, gets up and comes over to her]

Spender: You okay, Agent Scully?

Scully: No, I'm not. I'm a gun ready to go off so don't test me, Spender. Don't even think about trying to weasel me.

Spender: What is it that you need?

Scully: (writing it down) Navy AWACS SLAR 100 K swath. South-southeast of Bermuda. I am looking for a boat, maybe a ship. 1939 luxury liner.

Spender: 1939?

Scully: Don't ask too many questions. I don't care what you do or who you do or who you have to grease, I need that information and I need it now. Are we clear on that?

Spender: Crystal.

Scully: And, Agent Spender... If you're not back in a hurry I am going to hunt you down, and so help me God... (makes a fist)

Spender: Right.

Episode 4: Dreamland I

Mulder: (pointing at a sign) Milepost 134. Two miles to go.

Scully: (dryly) I'm all a-tingle. (they share a look) So, Mulder, this supposed clandestine source who's contacted you how do we know that he's not just another crackpot whose encyclopedic knowledge of extraterrestrial life isn't derived exclusively from reruns of Star Trek?

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Scully: I'm sorry. Uh, Morris Fletcher?

Mulder (as Morris): (quietly) Scully, it's me. It's Mulder. [Mulder closes the door and pulls Scully into the driveway.]

Scully: (nervous) You're, uh... You're the man from the other night? From Area 51?

Joanne Fletcher: (yelling from inside the house) Liar!

Scully: You phoned me. Would you mind telling me what this is about?

Mulder (as Morris): I'm Mulder. I'm really Mulder. I switched bodies, places, identities with this man Morris Fletcher the man that you think is Mulder, but he's not. (sees his reflection in the car window - of Morris) Of course you don't believe me. Why was I expecting anything different? Your full name is Dana Katherine Scully. Your badge number is... Hell! I don't know your badge number. Your mother's name is Margaret. Your brother's name is Bill Jr. He's in the Navy and he hates me. (no response from Scully) Lately, for lunch, you've been having this six-ounce cup of yogurt, plain yogurt, into which you stir bee pollen because you're on a bee pollen kick even though I tell you you're a scientist and you should know better.

Joanne Fletcher: (opens the door and dumps all of Morris' black suits onto the front steps) Cheater!

Scully: Look... Any of that information could have been gathered by anyone.

Mulder (as Morris): Even that yogurt thing? That is so you. That is so Scully. Well, it's good to know you haven't changed. That's somewhat comforting.

Episode 5: Dreamland II

[Scully and Morris (as Mulder) pull up in their car next to Mulder (as Morris). Scully gets out to stand next to Mulder; Morris stays in the car.]

Mulder (as Morris): You don't look too happy. Don't tell me I'm going to have to put two kids through school.

Scully: (hesitantly) That is you in there, Mulder, isn't it? (Mulder nods; Scully folds her arms, hugging herself) I, uh... I just got off the phone with Frohike. They were able to download and analyze the crash data and, yes, there was an anomalous event that night.

Mulder (as Morris): And how do I get back?

Scully: (not easy for her to say) Well, that's just it. It's all about random moments in time... About a series of variables approaching an event horizon. And even if we... could recreate that moment if we could sabotage another craft... Mulder, if we were... If we were off... If the event were off by even one millisecond...

Mulder (as Morris): I might wind up with my head in a rock.

Scully: Something like that, yeah. (long pause)

Mulder (as Morris): (depressed) What about him? I mean, me. Whatever. Whoever he is.

Scully: Agent Mulder has become AD Kersh's new golden boy. He's been tasked with returning the flight data recorder that he and I stole. The son of a bitch confesses to Kersh even more than I do to my priest. I'm just tagging along for the ride.

Mulder (as Morris): What do you mean, "just tagging along?"

Scully: I'm out of the Bureau. I've been censured and relieved of my position.

Mulder (as Morris): No. You can explain it to them like you explained it to me. You have the data. You can make them understand. You can get your job back.

Scully: (can't help but smile; looks up at him fondly) I'd kiss you if you weren't so damn ugly. (Mulder smiles back)

Morris (as Mulder): (honking the horn; yelling out the window) Take a picture - it'll last longer!

[Mulder and Scully pause and look at the car.]

Mulder (as Morris): (through clenched teeth) If I... shoot him, is that murder or suicide?

Scully: Neither, if I do it first. (Squeezes his arm, then walks toward the car. He stops her.)

Mulder (as Morris): Hey, Scully...

[He holds out his closed hand to her; she holds out her palm. He drops a handful of sunflower seeds into her hand; takes one back and eats it. They look at each other. Mulder watches, depressed, as Scully drives away.]

Episode 6: How the Ghosts Stole Christmas

Mulder: (mysteriously) Christmas, 1917. It was a time of dark, dark despair. American soldiers were dying at an ungodly rate in a war-torn Europe while at home, a deadly strain of the flu virus attacked young and old alike. Tragedy was a visitor on every doorstep while a creeping hopelessness set in with every man, woman and child. It was a time of dark, dark despair.

Scully: (unimpressed) You said that.

Mulder: But here at 1501 Larkspur Lane for a pair of star-crossed lovers tragedy came not from war or pestilence - not by the boot heel or the bombardier - but by their own innocent hand.

Scully: Go on.

Mulder: His name was Maurice. He was a... a brooding but heroic young man beloved of Lyda, a sublime beauty with a light that seemed to follow her wherever she went. They were likened to two angels descended from heaven whom the gods could not protect from the horrors being visited upon this cold, grey earth.

Scully: And what happened to them?

Mulder: Driven by a tragic fear of separation they forged a lovers' pact so that they might spend eternity together and not spend one precious Christmas apart.

Scully: They killed themselves?

Mulder: And their ghosts haunt this house every Christmas Eve. (Scully laughs) I just gave myself chills.

Scully: It's a good story, Mulder, and very well told, but I don't believe it.

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[Mulder and Scully are searching a haunted house]

Scully: These are tricks that the mind plays. They are ingrained cliches from a thousand different horror films. When we hear a sound, we get a chill. We-we see a shadow and we allow ourselves to imagine something that an otherwise rational person would discount out of hand. The whole... the whole idea of a benevolent entity fits perfectly with what I'm saying. That a spirit would materialize or return for no other purpose than to show itself is silly and ridiculous. I mean, what it really shows is how silly and ridiculous we have become in believing such things. I mean, that... that we can ignore all natural laws about the corporeal body... that-that we witness these spirits clad in-in their own shabby outfits with the same old haircuts and hairstyles never aging, never... never in search of more comfortable surroundings-- it actually ends up saying more about the living than it does about the dead.

Mulder: Mm-hmm.

Scully: I mean, Mulder, it doesn't take an advanced degree in psychology to understand the... the unconscious yearnings that these imaginings satisfy. You know, the-the longing for immortality the hope that there is something beyond this mortal coil... that-that we might never be long without our loved ones. I mean, these are powerful, powerful desires. I mean, they're the very essence of what make us human. The very essence of Christmas, actually.

[A door slightly opens by itself]

Mulder: Tell me you're not afraid.

Scully: All right. I'm afraid... but it's an irrational fear.