Caleb's Ear Surgery

First, it all started when Caleb's preschool sent me a letter saying that he failed his hearing test that was on January 22nd. So, I took him in to his ENT doctor, Dr. Wilcox.  He laid Caleb down and got some earwax out but there was so much earwax that the doctor wanted to do surgery to get it all out and put another set of tubes in his ears, without putting a hole in his eardrums.

He had his ear surgery on Monday, February 19th. It took about 45 minutes to an hour then he was put in a room where he woke up one minute and fell asleep the next. The nurse taking care of him said he should be ready to go home in 20 minutes, so I tried to call a few people until I got ahold of someone, a friend at church, gave us a ride home because it was snowing again and I didn't want to take Caleb home on the bus.  He came home, took a nap from 11:30 am until 4:15 pm.  Stayed awake until 7:30 pm and went back to sleep. I was worried about him all night, I think he was still wearing off the anesthetic the doctor gave him.

On Tuesday, February 20th, Caleb still wasn't feeling well so I kept him home from school.  He woke up at 10 after 6 am in the morning.  We then went into the living room to watch television and he laid on my lap for 3 1/2 hours, drifting on and off to sleep until he finally fell asleep at around 9:45 am. I carried him to my bed, covered him up in my blanket, gave him a hug and told him that he fell asleep on me so I put him on bed so he can take a nap. I almost cried when I put him down for his nap because I was still SO worried about him. He then napped for about 2 1/2 hours. The rest of the day went okay and he was a happy little boy again.

I kept him home from school on Wednesday and Thursday also because he has had a fever and a runny nose almost all day.  I think he caught a bug at the hospital. I hope he doesn't get sick again. Also, with the ear drops, I am supposed to put 4 drops in each ear for four days and it is the second day. Today is Wednesday.  I hope he feels better by tomorrow.

That's the end of today's blog. I hope you enjoy reading it and I will post again next week. Keeping up the fun and my ideas to come.

Relationships: Part 2

It's been a while since I've posted my last blog post but I am here to talk more about my exes. Prepare to be overwhelmed a little bit. It's okay.  If you don't want to read past the first or first few paragraphs, fine with me too. These guys are not in order in the order I dated them. Let's begin.

First, there is Brandon West. I met him on a bus with my mom going towards SLC to the donation plasma center.  He asked me if he could borrow my phone and little did I know, he put his phone number in my phone. I fell for the oldest trick in the book. This was back in 2013.  He came back and wanted back in my life, so I dated him again for awhile. He cheated on me with some woman that he was babysitting her daughter for. He didn't come home and tell me until four days later and then I kicked him out. Once again, he comes crawling back wanting back in my life because he thinks that my four year old son Caleb is his. I can tell you for certain that he is not. We date for a little bit, he buys Caleb a coat, some socks, shoes, and some outfits. I didn't ask for them. One month later, we are engaged but he wants to end it because paternity comes back and says that he is not Caleb's dad. He gets pissed at me, says he can't do this anymore, and moves back to California with his mom.

Second, there is Kevin Stark. I dated him when I was 17 and he was 23 and my dad hated him. I don't remember for how long I dated him, but he forced me down to his bed and tied my hands up. My mom called it rape. I didn't press any charges. Later, he broke up with me through my dad and I wanted to know why so I had my Aunt Robin drive with my mom in the car too and go to his house and ask him myself.  He came outside with a shotgun, got in his truck and started following us home. Luckily, there were two pathways that led home so he got lost because it was dark. I still talked to him every winter so we could go hot tubbing in his backyard.  I haven't done that in three years.

Third, there is Chad Hatch. He was 39 and I was 19. My dad said "age doesn't matter," so we dated for a while. He lived about 10 minutes away from me and my family. We eventually broke up because he got back with his girlfriend that he said he knew for 10+ years.  I just let it go.

Fourth, there is Ray Lofthouse. He was 37 and I was 24. Again,  age doesn't matter. He was living with me, sleeping with me in my bed, until after a while it got boring dating him. There was nothing interesting about him. So I dumped him by text saying,"I am going to my ex's(Kevin Stark's) to go hot tubbing."  I'm guessing he did not take that well since the next time I saw him he said he never wanted to see my face again, but right after I dumped him. My middle sister, Shantel, started dated him and I will never know why. She also tried to date Chad Hatch and Brandon West after they dumped me.

Fifth, there is Christopher Bowers.  I decided to make a phone call one night. That night happened to be the same night as my youngest sister, Kimberli's, birthday. It was a phone chat line to talk to single men. I ended up talking to somebody and meeting up with Christopher.  My sister Shantel tagged along with one of Christopher's friend's, we went to a hotel on 7200 South in SLC and we all did Ecstasy. I don't remember him even driving me and my sister home but it was about 4 am and I went right back to bed. Two days later, Christopher tells me to lose his number because he is getting back with his girlfriend.

Sixth, there is Adam McKinney. My VERY FIRST boyfriend and the reason why I HATE Valentine's Day(that is why there will not be a blog post about Valentine's Day...sorry). I started dating him when we were both Sophomores at Viewmont High School.  He really swept me off my feet. He was the good guy for a while in all of this madness that you can call my life. When Valentine's Day came around, he gave me a white teddy bear and a chocolate rose. It was SO sweet until he crushed my dreams by breaking up with me the next day. So I got revenge. I got some gummy candy rats, and delivered them to his house, with a note that said, "A rat for a rat,"  but he obviously didn't get the joke, he just said thanks for the candy. What a jerk. After he finished his Sophomore year at Viewmont High School, he transferred to Davis High School for Junior and Senior High. I wonder why. Now that man works at the Walmart here in Layton.  I don't know which department but whenever he sees me, he avoids me at all costs. Here's one thing.  I tried to date him again, after I've had Caleb, he has his own apartment and everything,  but the minute he calls me a prostitute and a whore for having two kids without getting married first is outrageous, to me at least. If that's what you call a man, I'm glad I am a woman.

Seventh, there is Spencer Tatton. I met him in Seminary in High School.  He was a Senior and I was a  Junior.  We would listen to our iPods together behind the piano in Seminary class and we would text and talk for hours and hours until I had to put my phone on the charger, then we would still talk.  We started dated after a while, and it was great until he graduated High School, then he left me behind. He didn't dump me, we just didn't talk as much. He got a summer job at Lagoon and one day he said "why don't you come with me to work?" I would have loved to but I got the assumption that something was up, because after all, his mother didn't like me.  I caved in, went to Lagoon, met Spencer and he told me that he was breaking up with me. I asked him who he was leaving me for and he said somebody named Ashley, but wouldn't say her last name. I don't know why. It's not like I was gonna track her down and tell her not to date you. I wouldn't do that.

Eighth, there is Joshua Cerka / Slayd. Not much to say about him. I dated him for a while. We texted each other while we were in the same room to make Lewis Carter jealous, because he wanted to date me, but I didn't want to date him. I sat on his bed while he played video games because I didn't want to go home to all of the drama. In the end, he ended up getting married, having two kids, getting divorced, then trying to date me again, but I am not going to get all up in that drama. I already have enough stuff to deal with on my own. This was about a month ago.

Ninth, there is Josh Bowcutt. I was 25 when I started dating him and he was 42. I know, age doesn't matter, again, but this time it does. First off, he lives with his ex, his ex's fiancé, and their two kids. I don't know if I can handle that much drama.  Secondly, he has taken me to Wendover three times.  Don't worry, I've agreed to go to. It was so much fun. You should really try Vodka mixed with Red Bull. It's like super high energy. In the end, I've changed my phone number a few times so he can't get ahold of me, but now, I gave him my number again thinking we could be fwb's. Not yet anyways.  I gave him my number almost two months ago. Oh well, what was I thinking?

After the ONE good guy, I kept falling for all of the bad guys. Just my luck.