People think I'm crazy but the earliest memory I have was when I was a baby and Bear Bryant (the University of Alabama's most memorable coach) came to my grandparent's house trying to recruit my uncle to play for Alabama. I remember looking up at his old wrinkly face wondering who is this old guy.
Now my family thinks I'm crazy for saying I remember this but I do. I know why I remember it because I was born to go to the University of Alabama.
I am the face of the uninsured American. I am not lazy. I do not live off of welfare. I've never had food stamps before. I don't want my fellow Americans to die so I may live. I'm just hoping for a brighter tomorrow. Affordable healthcare so I may get the physical I need each year. A decent doctor's bill when I've had to go to the doctor for a cold. I don't want to have to pay half of my pay check for a check up from my doctor. I'm tired of at home remedies and ailments that don't and won't go away because I can't get to a doctor.
I'm tired of living each day in the fear that if I have a car accident or become terminally ill there is no hope for me. I make too much for government assistance right now. I make too little to pay out huge sums for health insurance for a single person. My job has too little employees and half have insurance so we don't have insurance on my job.
I'm tired of all these ultra-uninformed Conservatives not even giving Obama a chance to help me and countless others. I work hard and I hope that I can have a little extra help. I won't be getting married until next year. When I do I'll finally have insurance but until then I must wait...
1. I'm alive. 2. I have a great family. 3. Steven-my sweetie pie 4. I get to see the beautiful trees and flowers. 5. I'm not crazy. 6. I have a home. 7. I have a job. 8. I have clothes. 9. I can eat food. or i have food. 10. my laptop! 11. I bought a car and have the money for the payments.
I thank God for the wonder blessings He's brought into my life!!!
I'm so tired today. I sleep at night. At least I think I sleep at night. I wake up and I'm even more tired and I don't want to get up. I've been late to work everyday since last Thursday. I was finally getting better about that and actually being early to work. I still feel like I need sleep. I crave beef like crazy. I think my anemia's gotten bad. I hate that since I'm uninsured doctors don't take the time to test my blood count anymore or thoroughly examine me.
I think I'm taking an early lunch, eating my burger in the car, and taking a nap.
I had the most frightening nightmares last night. The first one I was in school and a long track of my weave came out in my hands and he kids laughed at me. I ran off.
The second dream was very menacing and I think I may try to write it up for a short thrilling book or something. So anyways, me, a red-haired lady and some guy were walking beside a dirt road out in the country. This awful guy tried to run us over and we had to hide behind trees to save ourselves. Then the guy drove off but for some reason we were walking again like either later that day or the next day on that same road and this time an angry black man tried to hit us in his car. Somebody got hurt and we had to go to the hospital but the only one we could find was rundown and scary and many of the doors and windows were boarded up and the doctor running around in there was crazy and tried giving us shots.
We got out of there and angry black guy was chasing us again. Then he said the reason he was chasing us was because he was angry at the red-haired lady for neglecting their son. The son was bleeding from his nose and his mouth was bleeding. He looked between the ages of 1 and 3. It was so sad.
I just looked at him in shock and then tried to run away. At that point the man came up and hit me with what I thought was a giant cup but it was a cup with a needle sticking out the end and I blacked out. I woke up after that. I'm glad I did because the way that dream was going, there's no telling what was about to happen to me. lol.
I'm hoping to go to girls night out tonight. I'm so tired of doing the same old same old. I need a drink and a break. Everything's getting on my nerves lately.
Right now I'm sheer exhausted. My sorority sister that was in the office for a meeting just invited me to go along with her and some friends to Miami this summer. That would be so awesome. I'd love to get some flirty skirts and go but I'm not sure if it's feasible. I really need to be in my best friend's hometown around then helping with her wedding... afterall I'm the MOH. I really don't know when and what I'm supposed to be doing.
I feel like I should be throwing her a shower soon. The wedding's in July. She's supposed to be getting me a list of friends she wants to invite together. So many things to think about.
My dad's still in the hospital. He claims today makes three weeks for him. I imagine he feels like a prisoner marking off the days. I feel really bad for him. I know he's ready to join society again and have really good times. I've been so nervous lately. I've been cheating on the Medifast but I guess my tummy has shrunk because I may have something fatty for lunch but after lunch I don't feel like eating anything else. So I've lost 2.5 pounds this week still! Hooray!
I've also got PMS so I'm craving any and everything. So tomorrow morning my dad has his surgery and I'm hoping it will help him. This is going to sound gross okay, I'm warning you now. My dad has horrible bedsores on his backside and back of his legs. They've gotten so bad that was one of the main reasons we said he needed to go into the hospital and the doctors took forever to address the situation. He actually got worse while he was in the hospital. Can you believe it?
So he's got that going on. I don't know when he'll go home. I've got a church women's retreat this weekend. The other ladies are leaving tomorrow morning. I told the Women's Minister that my boss won't really let me off work again since I've been taking off so much to help with daddy. I don't know if I should go on the retreat or not. My sweet sweet boyfriend Steve said that he'd help my dad and essentially be a stronger version of me at my house this weekend while I'm gone. I'm just so confused about what I should do.
It's easy for me to disappear for a few hours to go to a church conference or something but it's another thing to go away for a weekend while my dad's in this condition. Decisions, decisions.
nostalgic
Okay for some reason this is the only picture I could post. Steve eating cookies in his batman costume. Too cute and funny. Batman got really hungry.
thankful
exhausted
bouncy