I am ready for something new...

I am so ready for Paul to get off this God forsaken boat. After 6 1/2 years on this boat I am ready to except the changes that comes with going to shore duty and not having a group of wives and direct support there to fall back on, not having "breaks" from my husband just as he starts to drive me crazy, not having to worry that if I screw up with my responsibilities it will make Paul look bad and most of all not having to listen to nagging, complaining, crazy ass wives who can't handle deployments and take it out on everyone else. You know not that I have spelled it out like this, I have NO idea why I was so nervous about it a few months ago and ever agreed to extend until July of 2009. What was I thinking?

I am so tired of listening to people talk about how they "value my time on the boat." Not to mention they say that they need my help and me to get something done, but not give me any information on how or when they want it done by, but then proceed to lecture me when it doesn't get done the way they wanted. Having to listen to promises that I know for a fact wont happen, but get told over and over that it will and then having to take the heat when my prediction of it not happening comes true.

Now I know what you are all thinking. I knew what I was getting myself into and it is my own fault for getting involved when I heard tons of warnings, but I guess I had to learn for myself, had to see that it is the same now as it was 22 years ago and that I was going to have to deal with stupid people. Man I hate life lessons. 2 more patrols to go and I can't wait!!!

I have decided that Doctors really don't have a clue!

As some of you may know my left side has been hurting a lot lately and I gave in and went to the doctor to try to "figure out what is wrong with me." My mistake! Now thanks to the military we have to go and see the clinic first and then go from there. I went and saw a "temp" doctor who examined me and then said he wants me to get an ultrasound of my kidneys because he is pretty sure I have kidney stones. So I go to the hospital on Monday only to get no answers because they are not allowed to tell you anything you must wait for your doctor to give you the results. Well my doctor finally says that I need to be on antibiotics to help with the severe kidney infection. GREAT! As my pain grew worse I finally went to the ER to get some answers only to find out they don't have a clue there either. Now I could be wrong but aren't all those years in medical school supposed to teach you something? After about 4 hours and tons of tests, plus blood work which by the way hurt like Hell, the doctor comes in to say well he may not be able to tell me what it is, but he can tell me what it isn't. Are you kidding me? Well I do not have kidney stones, but a severe kidney infection. As if that was bad enough he hit me with the news that I have cysts on my ovaries. Great thanks Doc. Now I am on a new antibiotic that is supposed to help with ALL my infection(s) and percocet for the pain. Woo hoo for me! What a great way to spend your day in the ER.

First Day Of School

OK so we have finally passed the first week of school and I am now getting time to actually sit down and talk about the first day of school. Man that is sad! At any rate the boys had a great first day of school. Isaiah was a little less excited than Patrick was but all in all they were both looking forward to a new year. Patrick got dressed super fast and was so sure he would be late if we didn't leave right then and Isaiah took his time and brushed his hair, meanwhile Patrick is in the other room yelling at Isaiah to hurry up so we could go. Paul had duty the night before so he called to talk to the boys and wish them a great first day. Isaiah spent as much time on the phone as Patrick would allow and then Patrick said "Hi daddy I am going to school today, bye."

When we finally got to Patrick's school to drop him off I said goodbye and that I would miss him and he said "Mommy would it make you feel better if I said I will miss you too?" Oddly enough it made me laugh. We had a great first day!

Back to School Night

We had back to school night to have a meet and greet with the boys teachers and as I went to walk to my oldest to his class I started down the usual hallway and he looked up at me (no short jokes here please!) and said "Hey mom my class is down the other hallway on the other side of school." I couldn't believe it he was growing up and he moved to the "big" side of campus. 3rd grade is apparently a Big Deal! As I was trying to get over the shock of my oldest growing up all a little faster than I wanted to, I had to take my youngest son to a meet and greet with his teacher. There I was taking my baby to Pre-K. Did I just say that out loud? They are growing up all to fast!