"Eye" Faint

*Gasp*  I can't believe how long it's been since I've posted anything on here!!  We've all been sick on and off this month so nothing terribly exciting has happened.   

I had an eye exam today so I could get a prescription for  glasses and contacts.  This wasn't the first one I've ever had so I knew what to expect.  The tech put numbing drops in my eyes and then proceded to take the pressure in my eye.  As soon as that thing touched my eye, I felt like I was going to pass out.  Normally, I can feel it coming on but not this time.  They had a nurse come and take my blood pressure... it was 78 over 36.  My husband said he's seen animals on the side of the road with a better pb.  I got to sit there forever even though I kept telling them I was fine.  The doc says it happens a lot more than you would think.  She says some people just have really sensitive eyes and as soon as they try to take the pressure in the eyeball, it causes and immediate drop in blood pressure.  Wonderful, another thing that makes me pass out.  My eyes are -150.  That's a lot worse than they were the last time I had an eye exam. (at least 8 years ago)

I think Jasmine has a cold.  She's had a fever for a few days.  It hasn't went over 100.1 and she hasn't seemed too uncomfortable except at night while she tries to sleep.  She woke up about every half hour last night.  In other words, I woke up every half hour with her.  Hopefully, it's just a little cold and nothing more.  The last few days she's started to walk down the table while she's holding on.  She went right from crawling to trying to walk around.  Before long I'll been running after her through the house.

Still in pain

Years ago I was told I should have my wisdom teeth removed asap.  I ignored them since I have a terrible fear of needles.  (at least the kind that go into my veins or put drugs into my body)  About four days ago, I began having pain.  I looked in the mirror and saw that my upper left wisdom tooth was coming in funny and completely cutting into my gums.  I made an appointment for today and had some xrays.  They showed that my upper wisdom teeth are going directly into my jaw bone and my lowers are going into my molars.  Now, I have to have surgery to have them all removed.  I have a feeling it's going to be worse than if I'd just went in and had it done years ago.  I was told that I wouldn't be able to take care of my daughter for a day or two after they are removed.  Hopefully I can make the appointment for a Friday so that my husband is home.  Otherwise, she'll pick that day to be a screaming monster from hell and I'll feel like shit and still have to deal with her.  The last few days she's been great so the screaming monster should be coming out soon.  Any way, I'll still end up with the needles, only it will be a needle putting me to sleep and I'll end up more sore than I would've had I just went in and had it done when I was told to.  Nice job dummy.

My husband went to cash his tax check today.  On his way he encountered an idiot in a red ford ranger.  The guy was cutting people off and just driving like a dick.  He tried to cut my husband off on the on ramp to the bypass but he couldn't get around.  Once on the bypass he dropped back a way.  But once my husband went to get off on cleveland, he was back on his bumper.  When my husband pulled into the bank, he pulled in behind him, got out of his truck, and tried to hit my husband in the head with a nightstick.  Then when my husband couldn't get his door open (he was in the drive thru and the door was hitting the brick pillar) he called him a bitch and tried to hit him again.  Big man calling my husband a bitch when he's the one who had to bring a weapon and my husband couldn't even get out of the car.  I'm glad he couldn't because they both would've ended up in jail.  I would be glad in they could've caught the idiot in the ranger but I would've been pissed as hell if my husband had gotten arrested.  Of course the cops didn't catch him and the license plate came up with nothing.  (saying there was no such plate)  The cop said you're screwed but we'll write a report anyways.  So if you know an idiot in a red newer model ford ranger.  Tell him he's a big damn man.  And my husband would've kicked his ass, had he been able to get out of his truck.  He's 5'11, white, bald, medium build, early 30's.  And hopefully we'll see him again so he can go to jail for his roadrage problem.

Wisdom

One of my wisdom teeth, that I thought was almost all the way in, has started to move more.  It's trying to grow into my jaw bone.  I've had a pretty steady headache only on the left side of my head for a few days now.  It hurts to swallow, eat, talk, brush my teeth, everything.  I have a dentist appointment but it's not till the end of the month.  If it gets too much worse, I may have to call them back.  We're waiting till we have profit sharing so I know I can have them do whatever the insurance won't cover.  I have at least three cavities (the first I've had since I got my "adult" teeth) and then I think all these wisdom teeth are going to have to be pulled.  At least the vertigo seems to be gone now.

Me and Shawn have to go to our friend Don and Channon's house tonight for a little while to babysit their kids.  I'm not real big on babysitting but they really need us to.  He's got a job interview and she has to work.  I just hope their little boy (2 years) doesn't try to beat up Jasmine.  He's kind of a mean little boy.  He's at that age where he tries to hit everyone. 

Jasmine has learned how to crawl... backwards.  She hasn't gotten the hang of going forward yet.  I think the only reason she gets anywhere is because when she gets on her stomach, she tries to sit up, therefore going backward. 

The race card

Ok, I'm going to be one of the few white people (NON-racist white people) to say what everyone else is thinking.  Why is it that a black person can miss work constantly, screw up their job repeatedly, and do just about everything you can imagine that would normally get them fired but they get to keep their jobs.  I think it's ridiculous.  I'm so damned sick of the "is it because i'm black" BS.  I was raised to never be racist.  There's no reason for it.  No one has a choice as to what color they are born.  But goddamn it I'm getting sick of this crap.  Why is it that no one says anything?  Why are we so scared what the black guy sitting next to us is going to think if we stand-up and say something.  I've known plenty of black people that will say the exact same things I'm saying here.  And I know some of them who couldn't tell you where the underground railroad went through if you paid them.  Jews were slaughtered by the thousands in the Holocaust.  Do you hear them saying, 'is it because i'm a jew?'  Whites slaughtered native americans, gave them awful diseaes and stole every piece of viable land they had.  Once again, do you hear 'is it because i'm native american?'  The only minority out there that makes a huge deal of race is blacks.  If they didn't bring up the race card every time they didn't get their way, I seriously believe there would be less racist people out there.  By bringing the issue up at every chance, you give racist people all the more reasons to say well that's why I can't stand blacks.  AND they use the N-word to describe each other at any given moment.  I have never in my life, uttered that word.  It's just the way I was brought up.  But I will stand up for what I believe is wrong.  And quite frankly playing the race card is wrong.  Everyone who does it, knows it's wrong.  But they're too lazy to give a shit.  This is the very reason why I could never work in a large facility.  I can't keep my mouth shut.  I would say something and get called a racist, even though I'm not.  If you say anything at all, that's what you're labeled.  My husband brought up this very subject at work once and he was called a racist.  He's not the average white guy, he's Mexican.  He knows that if he put that he was latino on a jobapplication that he'd have a better chance of getting the job but he's always put caucasian.  Why should anyone get an advantage in life because of the color of their skin?  More and more, it seems like anyone who ISN'T black are the people that are getting the short end of the stick anymore.  I never enslaved anyone.  I never agreed with it.  Why should I pay for something I had no part in creating?  And just to clarify, I'm not saying every black person plays the race card or does shit like that at work.  But there is a large handful that do.  A part of me doesn't even want to post this because I can only imagine the backlash I'll receive but if I don't, who will?  Like my brother says, I'm only racist towards stupid people, no matter the color of their skin.

Around and Around and Around

I spent part of yesterday at the doctor's office.  For almost a week now I've had really bad vertigo.  Vertigo and dizziness are not the same thing for those that don't know.  Dizziness is when you spin in a chair or stand up too fast.  Vertigo feels like your moving when your not, like your brain is on a roller coaster that you didn't actually get onto with it.  Apparently I have a virus that has messed with my equilibrium.  Therefore, making me feel like crap.  It could last 6 weeks and the medicine I was given barely does anything.  So I probably won't be on here much until this is over.  It's too hard to concentrate on the little letters.

Long weekend

If it wasn't for my laptop, I would never be able to get online.  Jasmine sleeps less during the day now that she wants to try and move around.  The only time I have a chance to get on here is during one of her short naps.  She's constantly trying to stand up.  She knows what things she can grab onto without having it colapse. 

We've had a busy weekend.  Jasmine has been rather well mannered all things considered.  Friday, she stayed at Shawn's mom's house for a few hours while we took my brother to get his new car.  (a '98 Jetta) Then me and Shawn went to eat at TGI Fridays.  Afterwards we wanted to go find a pool table.  Good luck on that one.  We basically drove from place to place for hours looking for an open table.  We finally gave up.  We did stop at the Oyster Bar on the way to pick up Jasmine.  It's a really cute little bar but it smells awful.  I don't know if they were having problems with their bathrooms or what but it literally smelled like sewage.  We didn't stay long.  Saturday night we took her with us to Don and Channon's house.  Paul came along too.  We played Scene it and Mad Gab.  I hated them both.  My brain is about 5 seconds slower than everyone else's when it comes to those games.  I think I answered 2 questions all night.  Thankfully, we were playing in teams otherwise I would've looked like a real ass.  I got to hold Channon's baby.  He's 3 weeks old and a premie.  It felt like I was only holding a blanket.  He's still jaundice and not gaining weight very fast.  Jasmine got a little jealous and spent most of the rest of the night throwing fits.  Monday I didn't go to sleep till almost 4 in the afternoon.  We had to take the cat to the vet and we left early.  Too early for me to have been to bed yet, go figure.  Jasmine also hadn't been asleep very long.  We had to wait for over an hour, which was completely ridiculous since there was only one person ahead of us.  Then they told us that my cat only had an upper respiritory infection.  She's lost around 5 pounds in a month and only recently started showing signs of a possible infection.  They only took blood work to see if she had feline luekemia.  I wanted them to do a full cbc, they wanted only to give her antibiotics and flea medicine.  Lovely.  Afterwards, we decided to go look at some houses.  We're looking into the manufactered homes.  I actually found one I really like.  The only place we could get land and have barnyard animals is in Mill Creek, even father from Shawn's work.  For now we're just looking.  We don't even have a down payment yet.  Tuesday, my uncle was having back surgery so I got Jasmine up around 8:30am and went to the hospital to sit and wait.  He was in surgery for almost 4 hours.  Everything went well.  He'll be off work for 3 months.  Anyone who knows my uncle, knows that he's going to go stir crazy.  He's not the kind of guy that likes to sit around and do nothing.  The only time he ever sits still is when a Steeler game is on or Survivor is on. 

Jasmine and my sleep schedule is all screwed up now.  Last week we weren't even getting up till 6pm and this week we've been up almost everyday by 8:30am.  I like my sleep so I hate getting up early.  She seems to be doing fine with it though. 

Jasmine on the move

Sorry I haven't posted in a while.  I've been... busy.  Ok, I've been obsessively playing computer games.  My mom and I both bought cheap computer games and I haven't been able to stop playing them.  One is Super Collapse and the other is Zuma.  They're sort of like puzzle games. 

This weekend should be very busy for us.  Tomorrow night (friday) we're either supposed to go see a movie with Brandon and Teri or go bowling/play pool (keep your fingers crossed for playing pool) with Don and Channon.  Saturday we're going with Don and Channon to a cub scouts thing for Don's kid.  Don't ex-wife will be there with all of her family (she's a total nutcase) and Channon doesn't want to be left alone since Don will be spending a lot of time with his son, Zack.  Sunday is always an "off" day for me and Shawn.  It's a day that we try not to make any plans or go too many places.  Monday I'm taking one of my cats to the vet.  Sweety hasn't been acting right for a few weeks now and has been steadily losing weight for a month.  She usually goes rigid when you pick her up (she hates to be held) but recently has just been going limp.  Plus, she's normally a huge purr'er (i know i made that word up) but now it takes a mircle to get her to purr.  I just feel like there's really something wrong with her.  So I'm going to spend what's left of my xmas money and hope it's enough to have some blood tests done and maybe a fecal.  I wanted to get another tattoo but that can wait.  My cat's health and my piece of mind is more important.

Jasmine has started pulling herself up to a standing position.  You'd think I would be excited.  I'm not.  She'll be sitting behind me and try to use my hair to pull herself up or any other tend body part that she can find.  She's taken to pinching the under part of my bicep.  If you don't know how that feels, reach over right now and give yourself a little pinch.  Stings doesn't it?  She's leaving bruises on my arms.  People probably think Shawn's abusing me.  They'd never think it's actually my 7 month old daughter.  Now that she's figured out how to pull herself up, she wants to move all the time.  If she's awake, she's moving.  I'm going to have a hell of a time when she does start walking.