Busy, busy, busy, that's the best way to explain how I've been then last week. Between these two courses and getting paperwork and such lined up by deadline date for clinicals I've been very busy. And it's not stopping, another project due and a paper to revise and then I agreed to help a friend out at her sports bar every other weekend and a day or two during the week on top of my full time job and school. But it's only a few hours here and there and the extra money will be nice. Plus I've found that with not only the busier I keep myself do I stay out of trouble, but it somehow helps me get more done. It sort of tells my brain 'don't slack off' and I like that, keeps me from procrastinating. I took my daughter back to the doctor today to go over her lab work and found out that she is prediabetic, so she now has a medicine to take to help lower her blood sugar along with diet and exercise. And they also discovered from running tests that she has poly cystic ovarian syndrome, but good news her breathing test for asthma showed normal results, so they feel that hers is exercise induced asthma. So as you can see, I keep my life full of things to do and things to take care of. In a way I'm sort of glad that she's prediabetic because I've been looking for a way to get the pop out of my kids' and mine diets and this way of watching what we eat will help us all be healthier.

Hey there everybody it's me again. I was so proud of myself on Monday because I went almost all day without a cigarette and then I had a moment of weakness, phoned my mommy, and had her pick me up a pack on her way home from work. And being at work hasn't helped because I constantly have my co-workers asking me if I want to join them for a smoke, they say I "oh I forgot you were trying to quit" and me, being me always has a hard time saying no. I decided not to use the patches or gum because I have quit more addictive things than cigarettes by going cold turkey. But for some reason stopping smoking cigarettes it a lot harder than the other. And I can hardly believe that this term is almost over, clinicals are coming and so are the harder classes, or at least they sound like they are going to be harder. Any hoot don't want to keep you here all day, I like my space lol. Later, lots.

Well, here I am again. Bought myself a brand new laptop yesterday that I am very anxious to get to using. The telephone company is sending someone tomorrow morning to hook me up with wireless internet. Actually, I spent a lot of money yesterday. Between the computer, new cell phones, contacts, etc. I don't know about anyone else but I tend to get a little sick in the stomach after dropping money like that. Not only do I get wireless internet tomorrow, but I am down to my last five cigarettes. I decided to quit smoking cold turkey, because those patches are expensive and the gum I hear taste like ass. So I bought some fruity gum, it's mind over mater anyway. I decided to quit smoking for two reasons, the most important being that my daughter recently got diagnosed with asthma and the second reason is for my upcoming clinical course. I've read that they don't want you smelling of smoke and also that they don't allow you to take cigarette breaks. And I guess the third reason would be for my own health. The only question is what bad habit am I going to replace it with? I've quit everything else, got to be a little bad right?

I can't believe we're halfway through already

I can't believe that we are halfway through this term already. But, I guess time flies when you are having fun, just wish I could remember all the fun I had-lol. Not much is new except for getting papers wrote and paper work in for clinicals. I'm anxious and excited to be going into doing clinicals for medical assisting. I pray that everything will work out and that I won't have to change majors due to my past. It will be five years in August since I hit rock bottom and it's been a lot of work getting my life back on the straight path, but well worth it. I'm doing it all on my own, but I don't think that I would want it any other way. I guess that is because it gives me a better self-esteem and sense of pride that a single, recovering, mother of three can fall to the bottom and rise above to make a better life for her and her children. But then again lots of women in almost my same situation have and are doing the same thing. Makes me feel like it is possible and that dreams do come true.