Strong

Sometimes I consider myself weak because I'm sick 80% of my life. Recently I spent a few days in the hospital. I have pneumonia. Again. During my stay I had a CT chest scan with contrast dye (no more dye with be given to me ever). I had such a bad reaction I am now allergic to it.

I also had to have blood gases taken. Blood gases is a procedure used to determine how much oxygen is in your body. A needle has to be jammed in your wrist at your pulse point. Still with me?? You have to remain completely still or the procedure has to be redone. So much pain :(. My blood oxygen level was 64%. Normal is 100%. I was definitely sick.

I've been through a lot in the last two weeks. Chemo treatment, paramedics twice, and too much money spent on copays. Many couldn't deal with half of the things I do and survive. I guess I am strong. Much stronger than I give myself credit.

Flexing,
Monica

Growing Up

I've finally come to the decision that I'm important. I no longer have to be overly sweet to people who mistreat me. It has taken me over 30 years to realize this fact.

Work has been stressful this year. We have yet another new administrator. Every new boss  who walks through the door feels the need to re-invent the wheel. This is not okay. I now just shut my door and continue to do what is best for my students and me.

I've also eliminated so called friends from my life. People who drain me are not welcome in my life anymore. I refuse to be taken advantage of anymore. If you don't care about me, why should I let you continue to be in my life?

I guess I have grown up. I'm taking responsibility for my own happiness and well being. You're either with me or against me.

Fuerte,
Monica

Goodbye!

Besos,
Monica