They slip between the sentries of the heart

Yours truely nearly died this week. And not my usual I NEARLY DIED! Drama, no I really almost died.

Those of you who know me know that I have a severe bleeding issue. Lack of iron in the blood and indometreosis equals on nearly dead me. This happened back in 2002 (I blogged about it!) but for it to happen again, when I’m older…heavier…and with more on my plate (new baby, new love) it really struck me how I just don’t take care of myself. I mean, I make sure I’m clean and lookin purdy when I go out an about with my people… but the order is Kids Paul Dog Me and when it comes right down to it…I skip me.

This is totally clear to me now… especially when last Sat I had what basically amounted to an emotinal break down. Complete with Screaming Throwing Fits!!! The action figure is out later this year.

Anywho- So in taking care of FilthyRotten I fail…

After five pints of blood my whitecell count is only up to half of what it needs to be, but hey… it’s better than 1/4th, amirite?!

Do I promise to take better care of myself? Well, I don’t… I just won’t, I know me. But I do promise to not bite the heads of those who want to help take care of me and actually take advice to slow down and to let myself relax more.

I promise.

And www.pandora.com is amazing, just letting YOU know.

Red Eyed Monkeys From Space… and other moving dreams!!!

When I woke up on the edge of dreaming was this…

“What do your eyes tell you?” That my sons are Azteca. “What does your heart tell you?” That they are my sons.

~ by filthyrotten on June 19, 2009.