I apologize for not posting last week. I ended up a very sick wench.
Sunday afternoon, I started getting a sore throat. I knew I was catching something, so I made sure to keep my things and Rit's things separate to make sure I didn't pass it on to him.
Monday morning, I woke up and felt horrid. I called my mom and asked her to pick up Rit. I felt too sick to drive. My parents watched Rit all day for me, and dropped him off after dinner. I called in sick to work and slept most of the day, hoping I would feel better Tuesday.
I woke up Tuesday feeling even worse. I drove Rit to my parents house, but that was a bad idea. As soon as I got home, I called in sick to work again and made a doctor's appointment at the clinic. One of my friends was sweet enough to drive me to the doctor. I thought I had tonsillitis. Turns out, I had strep throat. I had not had strep in almost 15 years! Turns out, I don't get a fever when I get strep. The doctor gave me a prescription for penicillin and a doctor's note for work. I was considered contagious for the next 24 hours. My boss agreed to let me work from home until I was no longer contagious. I also called ExH to let him know, and he offered to keep Rit for the night to limit the risk of Rit catching it. As much as I hated missing out on time with my child, I knew I could not take care of Rit while I was that sick.
I am still on the penicillin (10 days), but I am feeling back to normal now.
Thursday, February 14, 2013
I got my third tattoo on January 25, 2013. It is a modified version of my family crest.
I wanted to get a tattoo that represented who I was. My first idea was to have an Irish color rose, with the words Mother, Sister, Daughter written in Gaelic in a circle around it. I loved it because it tied in my love of roses and my Irish heritage (I am half Irish and half German).
One night, I had a dream I was getting the tattoo but instead it was our family crest. That made so much more sense to me and for what I wanted to represent. I did a little bit of research and discovered that women were not allowed to display their family crest as the standard helm and shield since they were not allowed into battle. Instead, they could display them as a lozenge, or diamond shape. I contacted a friend and she took the helm and shield crest, changed it into a diamond shape, and added some roses at the top. It was very much me.
I sent to my tattoo artist Viking M, got a price, and scheduled a time to have it done. I brought my youngest brother, Spartan, with me. He has a tattoo he wants to get done, so I thought it might be good to bring him in to meet the guy that our brother and I recommend so highly.
As I had the tattoo done, he sat next to me so I could squeeze his hand when it got painful. I am a wimp when it comes to pain. This tattoo was the most painful of the three. I am not sure if it is because the other two are on my back, where I have limited feeling due to complications from back surgery, or if it is something else. It only took about 45 minutes to do, but worth it.
As a side note, according to ExH, my younger brother, and Spartan, I have no strength in my hand. They were all surprised at how weak my grip is. You would think they would be glad because then it doesn’t hurt them for me to squeeze.
Thursday, February 7, 2013
I got my second tattoo on January 21, 2012. The image is of a blue rose and the stem forms the Leo astrological sign. I got this in honor of my son.
I have always had a love of roses, so I knew I wanted to incorporate them. I told my friend and tattoo artist, Viking M what I wanted the tattoo to incorporate. He came up with the idea of making the stem form the Leo sign.
The day I got the tattoo, my younger brother came with me since he was getting another tattoo (his fifth).
The day before, I had lost the envelope that had the money I had saved up for the tattoo. I was beyond upset. I had gone to my parents to meet up with my brother and just cried. My brother walked in and asked what was wrong. When I told him, he said that he will cover me and I can just pay him back when I get the money. I hugged him because I was so grateful.
I am very happy with it and smile every time I look at it. This one sits on my left shoulder blade, opposite my first tattoo.