He just informed me that the squishy pillow smells like ass, and told me to smell it.

Fish got out of the car, she got out of the car, looked at our car, she declared there was no damage and drove off.

I got the tag number. Fish called one of his cop kind-of friends, who asked the tag number, said Oh, she’s right in front of me and told us to call 911. So we did. The cop Fish called said he had his lights and siren on right behind her and she didn’t stop. He got her at a red light. We pulled into a parking lot and waited.

Then she starts saying we hit her and Fish got out of the car and started yelling and cussing at her. Um, no.

So I have to call our insurance today and let them know we were involved in an accident, and figure out what we need to do. The bumper took some damage, not a ton, but I just wanted to get her info to be sure nothing starts with the car that we don’t see (like under the hood, you know?). Plus me, and the boys were in the car, so if anything happens (esp like me winding up in labour or something) you better be damned sure I wanted her insurance info.

We went to pick up my mom from work yesterday around 130ish b/c she was having some chest pains (in back of her sternum though, not really by her heart) and apparently went sheet-white and was dizzy. Well, she insisted it was indigestion and just tried to sleep it off. (She did not let one of the women at the school call an ambulance and had my dad pick me up and then go get her and her car) Well, she woke up this morning and still had some chest pain and finally called the doctor, who said to be in at 1.30, and of course she didn’t even get seen until around 3. She’s at the hospital now for further testing (why didn’t they just start there???) b/c the EKG was essentially inconclusive.

For those who don’t know, my mom spent her 50th birthday having colon surgery to remove a fist sized ball of cancer cells and other cyst-y things. The placement was just so that she lucked out in not having any medical problems from the surgery. They also removed an ovary while they were in there, and biopsied some other stuff, and it turned out they got it all out and she did the chemo thing for about a year and has been in remission since. My mama is one tough bitch to put down. She’s also had three surgeries for hernias, and is just generally worn down now. The cancer struck the same year my sister got so sick and died (2003).

So of course my dad is my dad and is uber worried about mom, and it figures I move back in and her health goes to shit again. Maybe it’s us.

SO if something does turn up (and at this point who the hell knows, she’s also got some ulcers and eroding of the esophagus due to reflux and it just never ends… mom turned 50 and got old all the sudden. I didn’t like it then and I don’t like it now) I will probably be exhausted trying to keep the twins and D at school and home and all this other bullshit that needs to be taken care of. I already take care of a lot of their household stuff, but adding the rest of it just adds up quick.

I can’t breath, and if I can breath my hips hurt.

When I move too much, my nice calm resting heart rate nearly triples. Moving too much apparently includes trying to prop myself up on pillows in bed, get my blanket out from under my fat ass b/c I’ve rolled so much it’s wrapped around me, and various other things that shouldn’t make it jump like that.

I also managed to get the cold from hell, again, thanks Dorian for bringing that home (D, also, btw, has ear infections, again. Fucking school.) So unless I am sitting bolt upright, I can’t breathe anyway.

Today I want to crawl under a rock and sleep. My sister is home b/c she wasn’t feeling well, but she does have Chai at the moment. Maybe I can sneak in a quick nap.

Really hoping this assy feeling is from the cold, and really hope the cold doesn’t linger like the last one did.

I’m kind of bored.

Happy Holidays to those who celebrate. I’ll save my Happy New Year for later

Baby is heads up (knew that) but suddenly this week it wasn?t imperative she be heads down, just heads down by week 37. Whatever. Last visit it was super important it be by now.

Next appt she wants to do another iron test (30$) and if my levels come up to an 11 (haha) we?re good. If they don?t, I have to see the doctor (cost unknown, I asked) to get a ?sign off? to be seen and deliver with her. She never did tell me what happens if I don?t get the sign off that it?s safe.

I did ask about breech, and she said she?ll see me till week 37 with a breech. I told her that neither of the boys turned heads down till they were ready to come out and once they did, that is pretty much when I went into labour so good for this one that she?s not heads down yet!

As far as the iron thing, also, by the time the blood test would come back, and by the time I could make an appt to see this doc, I could be in labour and be having a baby (blood draw is Jan 7, so I?d hear back by prolly the 10th or 11th, and that?s only about 3 weeks before the sell by date, so if the doc appt is put off for a week, I could very well be having a baby then).

She did my ?physical? today. That consisted of me putting off the pap smear, her listening to my heart/lungs, checking my thyroid by having me swallow (checking for enlargement), checking my glands, and listening to my stomach. Oh, and checking my diaphragm (I think, she pressed around my rib cage and asked if it hurt) and reflexes.

I?m still not comfy with her. When she mentioned the doc I asked if I could see my CNM from before. Mom explained to her *why* I am doc phobic/don?t trust them for anything (or at least the easy explanation) and she totally understood, or claimed to.

So all in all, same shit, different appointment, money poorly spent. Mom is going with me next time as well. Which is just as well that Fish not get agitated by this woman, and with my mom acting as a buffer I didn?t get as agitated either.

Was gonna go look at a car/van/something that will hold three fucking carseats safely today but we went to lunch instead. One of the members of the synagogue owns a used car dealership, and while I always said no used cars ever again, if he will let me take it to a friend of ours to really look over, and if Navy Federal will give us a loan on it, we might be stuck with it for a while. If he has something that is. If not, we are looking at a loan for at least 27K and probably closer to 32K *sigh* No down payment most likely, and that turns into a damn monthly payment of close to 600$, maybe 700$, so that plus insurance….. used is looking better and better. I just demand that it have air vents in the back, which is what seems to be putting us into that higher price range. Wish we could get the cheap one with air in the back. Personally I?d be all about one of those big ass conversion vans (learned to drive in one of those!) but even used and old they run as much as a new mini van it seems, and guzzle gas like it?s a hillbilly with grain.

It?s nice to pretend I?m rich and could really take a full loan (or even get the loan) for a nice expensive minivan, but who am I kidding? I might be trying to squish the baby seat between the boys seats come Feb. I know we wont buy anything before then, but I hate to take over my parents van lol

Lots more going on, but I promised D we would play today. He is home b/c he has a cough, and while I am almost positive it’s a post-nasal drip cough, I didn’t want to risk getting anyone in his class sick. Glad I am not actually paying his tuition. I’d be pissed he’s not there much.