random babble…

to all the Fathers I know out there.

Hug or call yours if you have the chance for me.

I miss mine so much.

Almost every year, and when really great things happen, I get the urge to call him.  Somehow I seem to forget that he isn’t there to call anymore, and that when I go home he isn’t there to hug.

I don’t even have a picture to post.  I only have two as it is, and one of them I was four months old.  The other, his head is cut off, and it is from my graduation.

I miss you dad.

(Via What a Crazy Random Happenstance)  Two year old Jada Justice has gone missing from the Gary, Indiana area.

First, please pass this information along.  I passed this along on Facebook yesterday, since I have not been blogging a lot lately because of stuff.

It didn’t take long, and the victim blaming started.  ”Who leaves a two year old alone in a car?” was asked of me.

Well, I can think of lots of people.  Myself included.  I can think of plenty of times, as a single mother (and I am sure others who weren’t me did the same) that I stopped at a gas station with a sleeping baby and only two hands, and certainly when it was winter in Northern Michigan, and I would run into the gas station to either pay for my gas or grab milk or some other necessity.  Never for more than a minute or two, and usually I was parked at the pump closest to the station, or I would move the car to a parking stall by the door.  You don’t, after all, wake a sleeping baby.  I know plenty of parents, caregivers, family members who have done the same.  I think it is safe to say that it is a common enough occurrence.  

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No, I am not a Christian (I was in what feels like a previous life).  I don’t see how that is really relevant to my wanting to preserve my life by not “waiting a while to make sure”.  I am not even sure what that means, because this can really only end in one of two ways.  If I were still, I am fairly confident that it wouldn’t change my thoughts on self preservation.

My doc and I, we chatted.  A lot.  He, who had an impressive number of pretty degrees and Army training certificates on his wall, seems to think it is best if we deal with this right now, since waiting could in fact cause irreparable damage to me and/or my fallopian tubes.  No offense, but your lack of OB/GYN training doesn’t lift the validity of your opinion in my mind’s eye.  I agree with doc.  I have no desire to wait around and see if this thing will or will not kill me.  It has violated my space, my body, and threatened my life.  It has declared war on my body and I see fit to fight back as if my life were on the line, which it is.  The doc is my Admiral, and we have, together, decided that this is the best thing to preserve my life, and my fertility, which I hope to be able to use again one day.

So, I smile and appreciate your concern and thank you for your well wishing and promise of prayers, way too polite to cause any kind of public commotion.  Our kids get a long and play well together, so let’s leave it at that, shall we?

XOXO

OYD

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First of all, thank you to all of the wonderful friends (blog world and meat world alike), and family (both mine and The Kid’s) who have reached out with kind words and sentiments.  Truly I am blessed.

Things went steadily down hill, and I have been confirmed with an ectopic pregnancy, that we wouldn’t have found at this stage if I hadn’t sought attention for my lengthened period.  It is so early that no one would have noticed it otherwise;  I suppose I own my body a huge thank you for that one.  Friday I have an appointment to receive an injection of methotrexin which should clear up all the problems.  Early and swift, thank gods.

After that, Kid and I are on our way to catch the first of I don’t know how many MAC flights to head back to the States, but this has but us about a week later than we had desired, and is significantly changing our travel plans and visiting itineraries.  Also, since we are down to one computer (although, our refund just arrived, so that should change soon) I will be offline for the duration.  I have a big fat journal and am planning on doing some good old fashioned pen and paper work.

The Guy may check in, who knows.  I will also maybe post a little more and schedule some posts before we leave early next week.

What’s going on with all of you, Readerland?  Please, delurk or enjoy a chance to rant or chat about whatever.

Someone just dinged and…wait…what does that say?

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