Wicked Luv's blog: "well shit"

So I was at work on Friday night and my ex-husband called. He knew I was working so I got a little irritated and ignored it. And ignored it a second and a third time. I finally answered on the fourth time and he almost yelled at me saying, "I've been trying to call you" so I told him I was working and he said he knew but he HAD to talk to me. So I asked him what was wrong and he told me not to get upset and that I needed to sit down. I told him to just tell me. So he tells me this: Last Saturday (August 4) they were all visiting my ex's family and it was time to leave. Shy was sleeping so he went to pick her up and didn't put his cigarette down and she spasmed in her sleep and managed to catch it in the bend of her arm. She wouldn't unbend it to get the cigarette out because she was still sleeping and not fully understanding what was going on. So when she woke up, he was finally able to open her arm and get the cigarette out. His cousin is married to an R.N. who was there so he called her over to her to look at it and tell him what to do. They get her calmed down and clean her arm up and she goes back to sleep. He treats it with Neosporin and lets it go. *Mind you, I have no clue that happened until I get this phone call.* Well, I guess while she was at the baby sitter's house, she had been putting vaseline on it because as she said "It help keeps the germs out" but it actually helped the infection process speed up. I guess he had a job interview on Friday afternoon and his sister called him and told him that Shy had red streaks going up her arm and she knew from work that was a sign of an internal infection and that they needed to get her to the ER right away. So he takes her to the urgent care center and they referred him to St John's Childrens Mercy Hospital in St Louis. So he calls me then to tell me that they are admitting her and that she had a third degree burn on her arm and that it was infected and that the infection has spread to her bloodstream. So, I proceed to freak out, I mean I am 4 hours away while all of this was happening and had no clue anything was even wrong! So I told my charge nurse what was going on and that as soon as I was finished passing my night time meds, I was leaving as soon as she could count with me. This dumb bitch then tells me that she "didn't have time to drop what she was doing to come to MY beckon call." So after about an hour of her sitting on her ass, she finally picks up the phone and calls the other night nurse in to cover what was left of my shift, a whole hour. So I pick up my mother and head out to St Louis. We FINALLY get there at like 5:15 or so in the morning. Shy's sleeping and that's all I want to do at this point as well. But the minute I ask Josh how long she had been out, she heard my voice and was up all happy go lucky. So we didn't get to sleep until about 9. The burn specialist came in at about 9:30 and woke me up as I was laying in the bed with Shy. I opened her arm so they could see it and all Shy did was open her eyes, sigh and go right back to sleep. They said although it was a deep third degree burn, it did not need to be cleaned and all that needed to be done was a soap and water cleanse twice a day and silvidine applied. So I went back to sleep and got woke up again when the doctor came in about 12:30 to see her. Said she looked good and all was healthy with it and she can go home the next day. So I stayed the rest of the day with her so I can spend some time with her and after she pulled her IV out on accident, they had to re-stick her. Other than that, she was fine. She is at home now and I bet she is happier than ever!

Isn't it amazing how you "like" a song until you actually read the words and it takes on a totally different meaning? It's like I understand the artist's meaning and feeling behind the song itself. Here's one that is tugging my heart strings at the moment. Anna Nalick Breathe (2 AM) 2 AM and she calls me 'cause I'm still awake, "Can you help me unravel my latest mistake?, I don't love him. Winter just wasn't my season" Yeah we walk through the doors, so accusing their eyes Like they have any right at all to criticize, Hypocrites. You're all here for the very same reason 'Cause you can't jump the track, we're like cars on a cable And life's like an hourglass, glued to the table No one can find the rewind button, girl. So cradle your head in your hands And breathe... just breathe, Oh breathe, just breathe May he turn 21 on the base at Fort Bliss "Just a Day", he said down to the flask in his fist, "Ain't been sober, since maybe October of last year." Here in town you can tell he's been down for a while, But, my God, it's so beautiful when the boy smiles, Wanna hold him. Maybe I'll just sing about it. Cause you can't jump the track, we're like cars on a cable, And life's like an hourglass, glued to the table. No one can find the rewind button, boys, So cradle your head in your hands, And breathe... just breathe, Oh breathe, just breathe There's a light at each end of this tunnel, You shout 'cause you're just as far in as you'll ever be out And these mistakes you've made, you'll just make them again If you only try turning around. 2 AM and I'm still awake, writing a song If I get it all down on paper, it's no longer inside of me, Threatening the life it belongs to And I feel like I'm naked in front of the crowd Cause these words are my diary, screaming out loud And I know that you'll use them, however you want to But you can't jump the track, we're like cars on a cable, And life's like an hourglass, glued to the table No one can find the rewind button now Sing it if you understand. and breathe, just breathe woah breathe, just breathe, Oh breathe, just breathe, Oh breathe, just breathe.

OK I am sick to death of all the fake people who want nothing more than people to "Rate me Fan me". If I want to be your friend, then I will be your friend. I am not going to do this whole thing where you BEG me to be friends with you just so you can gain points in some dumb ass online contest. I like to talk to the people on my list and if you are on my list, then you know what I am talking about. Grow up people! Who cares how many "friends" you have?

Well it's finally happened for me. I found a REAL man who enjoys taking care of me and loving me for me and I am so freaking happy I could just shit! lol His name is Sean and I met him right here on CT! I felt so comfortable around him the very first time I met him, like I'd known him my whole life. That in itself never happens with men OR women. So that was the first sign. The second sign was when I went to his house for the first time, he just wanted to talk to me and not take my clothes off like every other man on the face of the earth has. And since that day, I have yet to leave! When I look into his eyes, there is a promise of a new wonderful life that I never saw before. I look at him and see myself sitting next to him, old and wrinkly, and still love him just as much, if not more, than I do at this very moment in time. I honestly did not think that I was ever going to love again, let alone BE loved. The fact that it happened when I wasn't even looking was the kicker. People always say that it happens like that, but I didn't believe them until it happened to me first hand. I also didn't think that I would ever be happy again either. So now that it has happened, I can not wait for each day to start again!

Well this is my first ever blog on here. I like this place better than myspace and facebook! It's got a great selection of things compared to those. And the people here are very friendly! It's great to have a place to come to where I feel welcome right off the bat!