Game Of Thrones (don't read if you haven't watched)

Okay ..... so tonight we watched the last THREE episodes of Game of Thrones, leading up to the amazballs BATTLE OF THE BASTERDS ....

Ooooooooooooooh yeah....

Okay ... so .......  I have to talk about this.... it was EPIC ... I mean it was... truly ...

First I have to say that it's good to see Arya back.  I mean, I love it when she pokes people with her Needle.

YAY - Arya's kicking ass!!

And then there is this...

First..... pah-lease!  Daenerys had Tyrion shaking his in boots!!  He was like... "I swear I didn't screw up, you just showed up right on time, er... at a bad time!"  LOL

“The people are behind you. Well, not all the people, of course. No ruler that ever lived had the support of all the people.”

She listens to him and she's just like ... okay!  He's confused!

And he's like "Do  you have a plan?"

“I will crucify the masters, I will set their fleets afire, kill every last one of their soldiers and return their cities to the dirt. That is my plan.”

And did she ever....

Who needs boats with catapults tossing fire balls when you have our own flame throwers with wings!

And then we got to Jon and Sansa meeting stupid face prior to the battle..... and he's all trying to be intimidating and making threats .... meanwhile... I think Sansa realizes in that moment, they are not going to get their brother back.  Ramsay will make certain of that...

She has the last words, and they are amazing....

“You’re going to die tomorrow, Lord Bolton. Sleep well.”

I was like YESSSSSSSSSSSSS!!  Sansa has some big balls!!!

So the battle starts with the murder of their brother - of course.  Drawn out mean way ... poor kid.  And they start fighting cuz now Jon is super pissed....  so this happens... they get surrounded by the part of the army with shields and sharp spears...

 Have to admit, this is pretty good move.  Every couple minutes they grunt and take a couple more steps, either shoving the spears in someone or making the group push closer together ...

But then they realize they can go over the mount of death to get away from the mean spears... and suddenly they are trampling Jon and we literally yelled "YOU CAN'T KILL HIM!"  We just got him back, he can't die being trampled to death!!

He manages to push up and get air...

And just when you think they are totally screwed...  a ray of hope!  Actually it was more like an army of KICK ASS.......

Only now smerking Little Finger looks like he's going to demand "payment" for his good timing.

Ramsay is like...... "Fuck, that little bitch brought buddies" 

Sansa is all like..... "Yep, I did this!  I made this happen." 

THE BEST PART OF THE EPISODE was watching Jon Snow beat Ramsay's face in.  BAM - that's for my brother.  BAM - that's for killing my friends.  BAM - that's for killing the wolf.  BAM - that's for killing my giant!  BAM - that's for the mud bath.  BAM - that's for raping my sister.  BAM - that's for trying ot kill my sister.  BAM - that's for not giving me back my home when I asked nicely.  BAM BAM BAM BAM BAM - that's for messing up my hair.  

And then the STARK banner falls and amazingness is restored!!  (And I can proudly wear my shirt again, oh wait, I have always proudly worn my Stark shirt.)

Sansa is all like....... just let me have the killing blow!

But they won..... whew.  Good beat Evil yet again....

Ramsay is stuck in a deep dark cell where he belongs..... and when he comes to... Sansa is there...

“Sansa.  Hello Sansa. Is this where I'll be staying now? Our time together is about to come to an end. That’s alright. You can’t kill me. I’m part of you now.”

“Your words will disappear. Your house will disappear. Your name will disappear. All memory of you will disappear.”

Cocky Meat Face says... "My hounds will never harm me." 

But this is what he trained them to be.... assholes just like him.

"You haven't fed them in seven days, you said it yourself." 

"They're loyal beasts." he claims.

"They were.  Now they're starving." Sasa reminds him...

Puppy is like...  Oh hi, I know you.  But....

And Sansa is like.....  "oh I would pay money to watch this... but... I have a front row seat anyway."  and .... yeah ..... Karma's a bitch!

Puppy is like kiss me...  no?

Sansa watched ..... oh did she ever watch.  And then as she walked away ..... and knew karma was a wonderful thing.....

And then the show ended and I was like.... what?  WAIT?  "I'm a part of you now?"  What the hell?  That doesn't mean?  Nah.... can't be, right?  

Good to know I'm not the only one......

EPIC!!!   <--- that's all I'm gonna say.

Okay - I have to blog again ....

Do you ever wonder ... just ...... why?   I mean ....  WHY?

Why does this happen in my life?  Why does crap seem to rain upon me?

Well - not real crap, cuz, that would just be royally gross... but...

Yeah - kinda like that.

We're rolling into my 4th year of this fanfuckingtastic gift that keeps on giving, that's right - the Fibro (CFS) Flare up that doesn't go away!

Last week, I had a DRs appt.  Ya know, that kind that your husband makes for you and forgets to tell you about "SURPRISE" you are overdue to follow up with the DR kind of appointment and springs it on you the night before!

So I went...... and I was rather sassy.   You have a doctor who A: is amazing but B: isn't a native to America (he's Asian) and CLEARLY isn't schooled in "Nissa's Sarcasm" ..... poor guy.

So I lost all that weight, now I get kicked in the pants because I've gained 20 lbs back thanks to my being back on insulin and well... even though I've been super busy and more active than I've been in months in the last few weeks, I've just been that.... on piss your weight loss away insulin and sitting on my fattening ass.  Yeah..... hello sadness...

Wasn't happy about that nice little happy number ...  but oh well.  Right?

So now .... my BP is okay (especially for being off my blood pressure pill for a couple days) ... and my heart rate was rapid.

So we go through the appointment and blah blah blah ... "I want your blood" .... blah blah blah  "Yeah you have a UTI/Bladder infection and a low grade fever..." blah blah blah.  "Oh by the way, your heart rate is really high, I'd like to do an EKG.  Okay?"

..... "no" ......

Blinks a few times.  "No?  Really?"   He's confused and royally like "Is she really refusing?"   Then he decides he's the DR and not giving me a choice.  Big mistake in the first place.  I'm like a toddler.  Don't give me a choice, make a statement.

"Okay you are getting an EKG," he said.  "And then you are going to wait for the results."

So I get the EKG ...  the nurse who does it tells me to "take everything off from the waist up"  and "have the gown open in the front."  

I'm like ---- really?  I didn't sign up to be "touched" like that.  BUY ME DINNER FIRST if you expect to touch my boobs.  Seriously!

Yeah yeah ....  ::: sigh ::::

I comply.

So she comes back in and tells me to lay down on the table....  all I hear is "assume the position" ...  so she starts to put all the fun stickers on me...  on my legs, on my chest, pushing my boob to the left, to the right, up ...  putting stickers all over ...

It takes longer to put all the stickers on then it does to actually run the EKG ...

But whatever... it was done.   And then I waited.

The doc came in and he was talking and he says "There is evidence of  myocardial infarction (old) and I'm listening to him ... he's talking about referring me to a cardiologist and I asked what all of this meant....  he says....

There is evidence that you had a HEART ATTACK ...  then he says "probably a silent heart attack" ... and I look at DB and he looks at me.

Suddenly I'm remembering a night about a month or so ago .... DB was stressing out about school work and getting something done.  But I was laying in bed and my heart was just racing.  But it was beating so hard.  I mean REALLY hard.  And I could feel the palpatations and it was just ... so weird.  I was freaking out a little...

Now, I have a history of palpatations.  And if you've never heard of or had them...  a palpatation is when your heart stops for a moment ...  just ...... stops.  And I can usually tell when they are going to start, or when I'm going to have a palpatation... because I get this tightness/pressure and then - it stops.

I have had two 48 hour heart monitoring tests where I wear this machine for two days because of my palpatations.  Of course - for whatever reason they were "normal" ... or not concerning enough.  I was told around the same time that I have an ASD (hole in my heart - a murmur) and that half my heart was larger than the other.

And it really annoyed me that they would tell me this information and basically act like it was no big deal.  So eventually - I just started thinking - it was no big deal.

So that night with the rapid hard beating and the palpatations where I was sitting there with a stethoscope to my chest listening to my own heart STOP BEATING ...  I brushed it off as an anxiety attack with my normal annoying palpatations.

Even though all that stuff happened before, on it's own - basically - the whole event was not my normal.

I kept going to DB asking him - even with the stethoscope - I just wanted him to tell me if it was something to worry about - because I was talking myself out of it.

And he snapped at me and he said "Either tell me we're going into the ER or let me get back to work!" and I just turned around and went to bed.  I told myself, if it was (or did) happen again the next day, I would go in.  I woke up, and my chest was a bit sore but ... just seemed more normal.

And then I read - a lot of women think their Silent Heart Attacks are just anxiety and I was like .... dayyyum.  (crying)

I read that one line and was like....... CRAP.  Just crap!

Clearly - I was very lucky.  VERY lucky.  I'm always tired, either I've battling insomnia or I feel like all I do is sleep.  Like - two nights ago, I didn't get to sleep until 6am, was up at 11:30am.  The following night, I didn't get to sleep until 3am or 4am - and I slept a lot yesterday.  I think I slept from 3-4am to 11:30ish-am, and then I ended up napping again later in the afternoon, and now - since that nap - I haven't slept.  It's 7:30am - not sleeping.  I'm tired, I'd love to sleep.  But it's not happening.

DB tells me to put down my phone, put away the laptop, turn off the TV - but it doesn't work like that.  I can put everything away, but if I don't have voices to listen to, either my mind is going crazy, or the pain is too much and I just can't be in a silent room with my pain.  I have to have something to take my mind somewhere else instead of only having my pain to focus on.  I have zero problem falling asleep with the TV on, I've been doing it all my life.  Just doesn't matter.  But if there is silence.... it's ...

"I should write...."
"Tomorrow I need to...."
"(insert name) is snoring, that doesn't sound good"
"Is that a spider on the ceiling?"
"If we did ...."
"Is that a wolf howling?"
"We should go to..."
"If I did this with the kids...."
(Insert Homeschooling ideas)
(Insert plots)
(Insert photo ideas)
"I need to do ..."
"Do Minons have knees?"
"Bedobedobedo...BANANAS!"
"Why can't I sleep?"
"I want to plant a garden..."
"B-A-N-A-N-A-S... dammit Gwen .."
"I wonder if I'll ever make it to a ComicCon?"
"Oh look, I have the choice between Infomercials or Law & Order .... Law & Order wins..."
"Nathan is actually growing...."
"The boys are looking like twins again."
"Oh look, I can just imagine a creep shadow seeping out of the attic...."
"Wait... why am I imagining that?"
"Why do I never feel any sort of closure at the end of Law & Order, always feeling like there are more questions hanging... "
"What should I draw on Nate's bags today?"
"DB is in the middle of the bed again..."
"He'll just telling me it's cuz he wants to be close to me...."
"Beep Beep Beep....  why is my head beeping?"
"I should watch Doctor Who... "
"Shut up head, just shut up!"

And that's just a sampling .... usually between me cussing out some part of my body because it HURTS SO EFFING MUCH.

::: sighs ::::

And then I'm watching CSI and was like....... Oh look...... Haley Hotchner is a NUN - what the heck would Hotchner say?  He'd be so disappointed....  :: shakes head ::

And then the next episode came on ...... and there is Bobby.....

CLEARLY - I need to go to sleep....

It's a MIRACLE! I can SEE!

I got glasses!!  It's AMAZING what a pair of glasses can do!

DB said he'd find me wearing them both at the same time - because I didn't get bi-focals.  I told him "Here, I'll do it for you so you stop expecting it" ...

It's been a day......

Thanks to my Fibro/CFS... stupid head ... whatever, I have horrid sleeping schedule right now.  So I have been only been getting a couple hours of sleep at a time, I'm talking 2 hours, 3 hours at a time.   So last night I fell asleep around 2am, I think.  I didn't wake up until noon.

DB came home from school, and I asked him.... I said, "Did you not try to wake me up this morning? Or did I just not wake up?" ...  he goes, "You just didn't wake up."  LOL...

Figures.  It was my day of ..... if there was an Earthquake, a Tornado and a Hurricane, I'll sleep through it ...... Thank you!

:: sigh ::  But good news is - I actually FELT like I got some sleep!!  SCORE!

Alrighty .... and when I woke up, it's when this day turned bad.

Problem #1:  The phone (our house phone, yes we still have one! We need something that we can count on - and not something that can die, go out, stop working, whatever.) ... anyway - the phone had no dial tone.  But fixed it.

Problem #2: Shila ended up getting really mad, and then I got really mad ... so I did the dishes and re-washed all the bottles...  then yelled at them about how the kitten keeps eating the nipples of the bottles and they really don't seem to care.

Problem #3: DB comes in - while I'm in my mad, washing stuff - with my headphones in and music blasting in my hears because that's how I calm down when I am mad (or I blog it) ...and I was just PISSED, so I snapped at him.  Poor guy.   And then he says "Hey, the nurse cornered me as soon as I got in the school and was all like "I was just going to call you," and he said "well my ears were ringing" and she said that Nathan has spots on his belly and that she feels it's chicken pox."  I said "Doc said he thought they were bug bites way back when they started popping up."  Because we've actually already TAKEN him in for these spots thinking maybe they were a break through Chicken Pox thing - but they weren't and aren't.  He said "She didn't think they were bug bites, she thinks they are Chicken Pox."

Oye, SIGH... rolling my eyes.

It's funny because been there done that - but I know if we bring Nathan back to school - they are going to tell us to take him home until he has a DRs note saying he can return to school.

So - fine.  I called and left a message for the nurse to call me back.  The nurse I already called once today about Noah's labs.  They were supposed to call me and tell me that everything got insurance approved and the labs were sent to the lab place to check his protein and blood and other stuff.  His kidneys are getting sicker ...  anyway ...... they NEVER called me to tell me, so I finally remembered to call today - and they were all acting like they've been there forever - yeah well - should have told me.

So I am looking at Nate's belly, decided to check his back and .... my heart sank.  Like totally sank.

A month ago I was doing a monthly check of Nathan and I found a weird rash on his arm, so I took a pic of the rash, and I found this spot on his back that struck me as weird and odd and I didn't get a real good feeling about it, but it was just a flatter spot, with this little white spot in the middle, and I brushed it off as a pimple.   But I took a couple pictures.

So when I saw it this afternoon, I about ... died.  It's redder, it's extremely raised compared to last month ... I'm just freaked out.   Yeah.

So the nurse called back and I told her that the school nurse thinks Nathan has the Chicken Pox, and she asked what they look like... I said they are reddish/pinkish spots - some are flat, some are raised - and she says "any blistered" I went "nope, no fever either," and she goes "Why does she think he has Chicken Pox then?"  I said "I don't know," and told her about my theory about how they won't let him back in unless he has a note saying "you stupid" ...   <--- gonna eat my words if it turns out to be aren't I?

Calahan had Chicken Pox when he was 3.  I've been through it.  He got 3 spots and I didn't know what they were, they kept rising up though - and so we ended up taking him into the ER and as we were doing this - the house down the street started on fire - I ran back into the house to call 911.  When we got home from the ER - Cal and I went and sat on a curb and watched the Firemen.  ANYWAY - Cal got these 3 spots (and those three were the only ones that scarred) ...  and then he had a low grade fever, but never a high grade that you get to break out, he took THREE WEEKS to break out - and - yeah - it was a cluster F*** ...

So his DID start out looking the same way.  However, he has a lot of these spots - they come and go.  We have no clue what they are.  They aren't bug bites, I'm pretty sure.  We have cats, the cats don't sleep with him, they don't sleep on his bed....  I am highly allergic to flea bites - which, if you have animals, you always run the possibility of fleas...  but I have a cat who sleeps with us, and I haven't gotten any flea bites.  He doesn't have bed bugs.   I don't know what else they could be.   He had 2 or 3 spots two days ago, and now there is at least 10 on him.  So I don't know...  but I *STILL* don't think they are Chicken Pox.

So I told the nurse about the spot on his back too - and so he has an appt tomorrow in the afternoon. I'm trying not to worry about that spot on his back until then.

So ...  Kale and I went to a lumber yard while DB was taking a nap, and we were just looking around.  I found this table top frog fountain ...... OMGosh soooooo cute.

We also stopped at the nearby Greenhouse and I took some pictures.   There was a cat there, sunning herself - and I picked her up and was petting her, and she kept taking her paw and pushing my hand away so she could get away ...   geez cat, I get the hint.

Seahawk Pride!  I showed this to DB and he says "Should be Vikings" ..... @@  <== eyes rolling

The BUDDHAS!  The Frog and the Turtle are amazzzing!

These OWLS ...... OMG  ....  I looooove them......

They had penguins too!!!!!  So cute!!!

I love this angel!

So they had a fairy garden outside, and I was like - OMG I soooooo want to make one of these.  BADLY - it's been something I've been wanting to do.  For awhile.  I thought - oh they might have some fairy garden stuff inside the shop - so that's what initially got me to go in there ... 

And they DID!!!! 

My neighbor girl (she's 10) ... her name is Abby, and she made this in Girlscouts and she brought it over to me.  Awwwwwwwww...  she's super shy and her mom and brother Andrew came with her.  It was sweet.  We told them the names of our cats.  Apologized for their rude behavior... lol... we find them sleeping on their van all the time.  She just laughed and told us it wasn't a problem, they like cats.

Then I cut my hand, and as I was walking into my room - I felt a POP in my foot and suddenly I couldn't walk.  I didn't twist it, didn't roll it..... just POP while I was walking.

So ....  my feet are at <---- that end....  my leg is going ---> way ...   but it swelled up really bad right away .....  so DB made me go in.

Notice .... it says FOOT not ankle.  LOL.   The nurse (OMGosh made me a bit mad) ...  so I'm signing the forms they wanted me to sign and as I'm doing that the nurse comes out (and mind you - we were the ONLY ones there, they sent the lady with shortness of breath to the ER who came in) ...  and she improperly says my name (I'm used to it) ... and I said "yep" and she goes "you need to stop doing that and come on back, you can finish back here." I was just signing the last spot and needed to date it.  It's not like I was sitting there and continuing to fill it out or what not - I was just finishing signing my name.  Geez.  Then I said "That's fine, but I'm gonna be a bit slow" and she's all like .... exhaling .... I am handing DB the stuff, and I get up and start limping.  She totally doesn't even OFFER to get me a wheelchair.  She just keeps walking ahead of us and stopping and looking back like I'm wrecking her day.

So we get in the room and she goes "you hurt your ankle or foot?"  I said "one or the other, in that general area..." and she says "how did you hurt it?"  I said "walking" ....... (a bit of a pause where she was expecting me to elaborate) .... "did you fall?"  I said "Nope, I was just walking.  Didn't twist it or roll it - just pop and couldn't walk."

I don't think she was impressed with me.

The doctor came in and it was the same DR who I saw when I started to break out in red spots and he told me he was pretty certain that I had Chicken Pox.  I asked if it could be my psoriasis, I was pretty sure it was.  He was like "this is definitely a viral rash" ....... nope, it wasn't.  Went back to see him again when it was getting worse.  He STILL insisted it was Chicken Pox or the like even after I told him I think it's Psoriasis Guttate and he was all - nope.   I was right.  I should be a doctor.

He was like "Do you know the philosophy of RICE?"   I'm thinking - ya know - rice packs you can cool or heat up....   I said "Nope..." and he says ...  "It stands for Wrap, Ice, Compress & Elevate" ... and I'm thinking .. so you mean WICE not RICE ... it sounded like rice.

Kaedyn made me this when I got home and hobbled into the house.  LOL.

The worst part of all this - was I was FINALLY starting to feel better and spending time outside of the bedroom and more among the people with in my village (living room) ... so I'm kinda really mad about it.

I am NOT missing Nate's appt though - however, I have no clue how I'm gonna walk because they didn't give me crutches.  (crying)

So ..... after he went to sleep and woke up again...  DB and I had a conversation .....

Dennis ... my ever loving, amazing husband ... was telling me about his English discussion today in class. How Henry the VIII got brought up.. who is an ancestor on my side. He asked me if I knew anything about the religious aspects of his reign and the Catholic and Protestant ties. I told him I did remember something about it. So I was looking at my blog about him on my genealogy blog (because I wanted to make sure I had the three wives I was related to right) and I told him, I'm related to wives #2, #3, & #5 (Anne Boleyn, Jane Seymour and Catherine Howard) ... Anne and Catherine were 1st cousins. They were the only two who were executed by Henry VIII ... both beheaded. Dennis - my ever loving precious husband who loves me soooooo much - piped up and said "Well clearly they acted just like you..." ... yeah... he wants to behead me. Thanks.

Jane Seymour = 14th great grand aunt and Henry, Anne, and Catherine are my 2nd cousin 16x removed.

Yep. Still stuck on how he clearly thinks they were beheaded for being sassy women who didn't put up with their husband's crap. Ha!