success all around!

Well, I accomplished a goal. I finished my CNA course with an A average and now I'm waiting to take the dreaded Pearson Vue test to be officially Wisconsin certified.. here's to asswipes!..literally. ha.

In the meantime of Sept and now, things have been going decently. I was going to input a blog sometime in October following recieving a text simply saying "I'm pregnant, don't tell Mom and Dad!!"

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Well, Emily had her tubes tied after she gave birth to Alex. With each pregnancy she had things were increasingly shitty and it was simply the best option. For her to get pregnant is of course nothing to look down on, but at the same time, her disease is progressing, she's struggling health-wise lately and financially of course, (aren't we all?), her current relationship has been up and down and up then back down then up for a bit over and over again like a record, and the change of giving Huntington's to another one of her kids scared the shit out of her and me. I asked her how far along she was and she said that she thought it was only a couple of weeks or so, that she hasn't seen a doctor yet she's only taken one at-home pee-on-a-stick test.

A couple weeks passed and I still didn't really know what to think about the news. I texted her and asked her how she was doing and how the pregnancy was, if she had seen a doctor yet. her response created even more shock.......... "OH! I'm not pregnant, we read the test wrong.. hahah!!!!'''

That turd. For the past 2 weeks before learning that I was secretly worried sick about her, the baby, what my family would think, etc etc etc etc x100.

Geez louise.

I went on a trip and came back to Monroe for a weekend to re-coop after major jet-lag, and of course food from Mom n Dads and to go out to see some friends. (minor insertion of personal life here-- never date someone because they can buy you the world, date someone because they might not have a penny but would be more than willing to do anything to give you the world, case closed.) When I was home I talked to Em and we decided to meet up, a friend of ours who passed away years ago always has his family and friends get together around the time of his birthday somewhere in town, and it was a wedding reception for another friend, lots of things about life to celebrate, and shit, the clocks went back an hour, can we say another hour to drink?? I saw Em out with a few friends and she had a blast. She knows and realizes and accepts now that she's not supposed to be drinking, which is GOOD. All it does it fuel her emotions to be on a rollercoaster even more.

She got into a few fights with teenager, one almost landed a restraining order against him from her and another one made me call his phone number and ask what the fuck he did to her... turns out his dad answered and apparantly I scared the crud out of him to the point where he thought HE did something wrong.... oops :) Don't fuck with my family ppl, I'll tell ya what's up. ha. Anyways, she called me and freaked out and told me how she's concerned about her up and down emotions and I'm sure her boyfriend doesn't like to be dumped every other day. So, I'm VERY very very proud of her for what she told me next, she said that she made a Dr. appt, for herself, to find out more about where she stands with the progression of Huntingtons and if she needs to be put on any new kind of medicine. I told her to make a list now of things she would like to bring up, things she's concerned about, things that are happening that she feels are beyond her control to manage etc. I'm glad that she's being more aware of what's going on in her life with the disease and how she continues to be so strong with dealing with it all, I've never heard her flip out about the disease once, she's only freaked out about her boyfriend etc.

More good news? Both me and her landed jobs on the same day. YAY US! We both start Tuesday next week :o) make that money honey. She texted me and said "help! call me!" of course i did right away and of course she didn't answer as always and I did my game of not answering when she called back, she likes phone tag and thinks it's hilarious, and she has no idea that I do it on purpose, maybe someday I tell her. muhaha. She texted "so i quit the manor two years ago without notice but I want to work there again, what do I say?" hahahhahaha.... dork. Well i gave her awesome sisterly advice and now she will be working part-time back there again! coolness. I'm uneasy about how well this will last or work out, but I give the girl credit for getting back out there and trying. So many people these days don't, so, she kicks ass. That's all :)