hey #FIRSTNAME# wendys
07 Jun 2011 Leave a Comment
I was sick of feeling like a deadbeat wendys this was an instant sense of relief anyone can learn how to use it I am so proud of how far ive come http://www.financedaily7.com/articles/1923002/?ref=friend let me know what you think
Hi #FIRSTNAME# wendys
07 Jun 2011 Leave a Comment
I was about to break any second wendys instantly I knew this was going to save me you would love it too ive made so much progress http://www.financedaily7.com/articles/1923002/?ref=friend I really hope you keep all this in mind
The World steppin off my front porch
17 Feb 2011 Leave a Comment
Ok so I live in Brentwood its considered one of the worst neighborhoods in the city gun shots are common place even though there are more police here than any other part of town I’ve lived on. There are drug dealers on the corner a high school across the street and a library a few doors down. When I moved here from the backwoods of West Virginia one of the first friends I met lived down here on 41st street the first time she took me to her mommas house I stayed in the car she was supposed to run in and get some things and be right back out didn’t happen like that. So I’m sitting in her car trying not to freak. A young guy come up and he’s talking to me but I can’t really understand what he’s saying he was definitely having pronunciation issues made worse by all the gold jewelry on his teeth then I realized he was asking me if I was straight but was mispronouncing it with a k saying “skrait” so I told not that it was any of his business what my sexual preference might be I wasn’t interested. He then called me a crazy ass cracker bitch I rolled up the windows and started blowing the horn. He turned and sprinted across the street into the backyard my friend came out and when I told her what happened she was laughing so hard she had tears in her eyes. When she explained what he really ment I wanted to know why she stay ed in such a dangerous neighborhood. She told me she’d always lived there and she knew most of the young guys hanging around their families and hers had grown up together and they looked out for her. I thought I’d never live in a neighborhood like hers. Well don’t say never everyone knows how hard times are right now. My husband lost his surveying job when the housing market blew up he used to make $17 an hour working 10 hour days 6 days a week with a company van, cell phone, health insurance and a gas card but now he gets a $1200 a month disability check with no health care. I always worked full-time as a LPN in women’s health but the practice I worked in lost one of it’s Dr’s and a midwife people just couldn’t afford to come to the Dr with co-pays going up as high as $50-$75 and losing time from work to go to the Dr so they let me go I made $12 an hour and they could get a kid fresh out of school for $8. I’ve been on unemployment now for over a year I send out resumes everyday but still no job. That’s how we ended up in the hood my friend on 41st St. needed help with the bills she was going through a rough time getting divorced from a violent husband so we moved in to try to get her caught up. We didn’t know her husband hadn’t paid the house note in 4 months so it was out of the frying pan into the fire. Next he had the power cut off so we go to put it in her name but she has a past due bill her sis left when she’d let her use her info to get electricity so we have to pay her bill that was her husbands the past due from her sis plus a security deposit which totaled about $1300 needless to say we went without power for about 4-5 month till we saved up the money, all these programs they have they say help folks with their utility bills whatever I’m apparently not one of those people. Right after we got the power back she gets served with foreclosure papers whats next? The next week she losses her job so now we are 3 unemployed adults trying to stay afloat thank God she got unemployment or we’d have been sunk. In Feb. my son got released from JDC and came to live with me cause nobody else could take him. He’s been in and out of Mental Health facilities since he was 9-10 y/o he is a handful he had just turned 18 is 6’4″ about 240lbs with a lousy attitude no ambition and a bad temper sometimes I wonder why I let him come home but I Love him to much sometimes. So now we have 4 unemployed adults in this tiny 2 bedroom house. It wasn’t working something had to give my girl started drinking heavy on the day she’d get her check she’d disappear and come home broke needing money for cigarettes and TP I couldn’t take it anymore. We asked around and one of our friends knew a guy with a place this place and he let my husband work off most of the security deposit and so we moved leaving my friend to fend for herself I just can’t be responsible for everyone it was hard but I had to let go she need to learn to stand on her own. I find I am beginning to feel the same way about my son. I wonder do you think I should move again and leave him to sink or swim. He will be 20 years old in May and he still expects me to do it all for him laundry, cooking, Dr’s appointments, all he seem to want to do is play video games online, skateboard, eat and sleep all day. At his age I had a husband,my own home and a full-time job I might just pack and leave while he is asleep in bed one day let him wake up and figure it out. What do you think?
Yeah-Like-I-Could-Do-Anything-Everyday
18 Jan 2011 2 Comments
Well I though I was gonna blog every day thats what I get for thinking right. I’m exhausted and in so much pain sometimes I can’t think straight I’ve written the same thing 3-4 times. I’m trying to keep from taking one of my last pain pills they take away the pain for the most part but make me sooo nauseous, then my nose start to tickle like there’s a feather being passed under it, one kind makes me jittery another sleepy so I mostly stick to OTC pain meds. My prescriptions are ready at walmart but I don’t have a way to get there or the money to get them out. I really am missing my antidepressant wish I’d never taken it them I wouldn’t miss it so much it costs $150 for 30 days now thats depressing can you really laugh until you die? Well I finally broke down and took 800 mgs of Motrin and now I’m sleepy. My fingers are starting to tingle and go numb Typing who would have thought. I have degenerative disc disease, it’s hereditary my mom and I both had cervical fusions.That’s where a neurosurgeon talks you into letting him cut your neck open to remove the offending discs and replace them with donor bone and some hardware to keep it all together. After surgery you get to wear a hard neck brace for several weeks then graduate to a soft one. They also keep patients pretty doped up I was so out of it I took a nose dive down a flight of stairs and landed at the bottom. I didn’t break anything but boy the bruises where a rainbow of color and the shot they gave me at the ER whoa knocked me right out then they tell my hubby he can take me home yeah like thats gonna happen he had to wait 2 hour for me to wakeup enough to get in a wheel chair oh fond memories. According to him they gave me three different shots I was chatty at first but somewhere in the 2nd syringe I lost the ability to talk and was soon comatose, what I wouldn’t give for just a little of that now. It’s been 6 years since that surgery and now PAIN is my BFF . Well I’ll have to continue this later it’s time to make dinner meatloaf yummy and cheap. by for now Wendy
Gonna write everyday thats my story and I’m stickin with it!
15 Jan 2011 Leave a Comment
Well christmas sucked but considering it is my Birthday yep that’s right my Birthday and don’t give me that bull about I ought to feel proud to share it with Jesus, did they even celebrate birthdays back then? Besides over 40 whats to celebrate except maybe being a little smarter than the year before and even that is debatable more decrepid maybe. Last time I wrote I kinda skimmed over life with Zack and it’s still crazy. His latest stunt was a real prize. He told me he wanted to be an electrician so me being me off we went to sign him up for classes. Hey the kid has a paid 4 year scholarship from the state, I’d kill for a opputunity like that. So we wade through admissions proses testing,orientation, financial aid, registration and mind you I did all this the week before classes started yep nothing like waiting till the last-minute. Hooked him up with a digital recorder and a note taker through student disability services, nobody not even Zack can read his hand writing. I spent over $200 on books then another $50 to $100 on school supplies. But here’s the kicker Zack only goes to the first couple of classes then he decides the other students don’t like him and he can’t handle sitting in class. He doesn’t tell me about this revelation he’s had noooo! he just goes to the library till it closes and pretends like he’s going to class spends his time playing computer games and goofing off. So he failed both classes. OH did I mention that as long as he’s in class full-time the state gives him a $1200 dollar a month stipend all he has to do is keep a C yes a C average and go to class. So right before Christmas we get his grades F’s of course and now I don’t know what to do, he’ll be 20 in May! I know I know he’s not almost 20 mentally but I’m exhausted I love him so much. Can you say depression I ran out of my antidepressants meds this month on top of it all, being unemployed suck I’ve always had insurance this is the first time I’ve been out of work since I was 17. I applied for SSDI got turned down the first time waiting on appeal. My blood pressure is through the roof 160/102 yesterday I’m trying to get a clinic card hope I hear good news soon. Well I’m running out of steam I Blog more tomorrow same bat time same bat channel or something like that.
My Life with Zack
15 Oct 2010 Leave a Comment
Let’s see where to start I’m a 40 sumthing married mother of 1. My husband and I have been together 19 years we got together when my son was just 5 mths old so Pecks been there from the start with Zack, he’s the only dad he’s ever known. I left his biological father when he was born the man was an alcoholic and seriously controlling a real psycho as well as a pathological liar with grand delusions. I met him within months of divorcing my first husband whom I married at 19 he was my first real boyfriend we where together 8 years no kids he’s a biker belonged to a club so I was an ol’lady learned to ride a Harley had a lot of fun life was almost a constant party when it wasn’t a war zone to say he and I fought a lot would be putting it mildly if we hadn’t divorced I’m sure on of us would have seriously injured the other eventually. Today we’re friends and talk on the phone on occasion, he’s remarried now to the barmaid he used to cheat on me with. She called a couple of months ago to apologize for breaking up my marriage and I told her she did me a favor if it hadn’t been for her I would have never left,would have never met Peck, or had Zack. Of course today I’d like to kick Zacks’ ASS. He’s driving me nuts!!!!!! He’s 19 Autistic (Asberger’s syndrome) and bipolar so I know some things can’t be helped but it still is no excuse for being irresponsible. He just can back to live with us 8 months ago he spent a year in a juvenile detention facility for Battery on a younger resident at the residential psyciatric group home he’d been placed in. He’d been in several since the age of 13 when the courts placed him in care they determined he was a danger to himself and others. Yep being Zacks mom has been quite an adventure not that you can prepare for motherhood but nothing could have prepared me for this. Well thats all for now more on My Life with Zack later.
Hello World or whoever
15 Oct 2010 Leave a Comment
Well I’ve never blogged before but I really need to vent today don’t care if anyone ever reads this. I’ll start at the begining but be warned I tend to rambel I’m a 40 somthing married mother of 1. 1 totally irresponsible aggrevating BRAT he’s 19 Autistic and Bipolar now look I know it’s not his fault but it’s not mine either and I feel like I’ve been given a life sentence. Every job I’ve ever had has been affected by the fact that my son is constantly in trouble hardly a day goes by w/o a call from school or police. then there are3 constant Dr’s and therapists and councelors it’s exausting. At the same time I try to deal with my own BiPolar disorder most days I wish to go to sleep and not wake up.
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