Latest Update *April 26, 2013*

I know it's been a long while since my last post. I've been really stressed and in my own world. I finished the first term of the Spring semester. I took Statistics for Decision Making and Principles of Management. It was the worst term since I've started at DeVry. The math class was completely different than the first three math classes I've taken, and it was harsh. I took my final for it a couple of days ago, and I am getting a C in the class. You have no idea of how relieved I am that I passed it. I was very very close of not passing it with a C. I don't know what I'm getting in Management yet, but it's at least a C. I'll admit, I didn't do my best, so that one is on me, but I did pass it, and I'm 90% sure that I got a B in that one.

Ever since my very minor surgery in February, I've been a funk. My body still does not feel normal to me, but like I said before, I've been extremely stressed, so I'm sure that's a big part of it. I started looking for a new place at the beginning of March with a small budget. Since the budget was small, and I wanted a two bedroom so bad, I became very frustrated and upset. I found a place that I really wanted to get into, but it wasn't guaranteed that I was going to get it because it was normally full, and they are not allowed to hold an apartment for more than two weeks. I, then, accepted that I will be seriously be downgrading from what I'm in now, but I was not happy with it. I learned that an apartment was going to be available on May 10th *when I was talking with the leasing manager, she stated that the 10th was just a guess because they don't know how the apartment is going to be when their current residents leave which will be on April 30th*, so I started talking with my case manager with the housing authority to see if I was able to move in early if I pay the extra fees, but she said yes as long as the lease started on the 1st of June. In other words, that was a no, because that was two whole weeks before the 1st. The leasing manager noticed by then that I really wanted to move in their complex, so she said that she'll talk to her boss and see if he'll let her hold the apartment for me for a month. A couple days later, I get an e-mail from the leasing manager telling me that her boss said yes, that they'll hold the apartment for me for a month.I got so excited, I scared the crap out of my cats. That was the first good news I've heard in a while. I turned in my 30+ day vacate notice a few days ago, and that was actually harder than I thought it was going to be. I've been in my current place for 8 years. My apartment is crap, but this has been my home for the past 8 years. This is harder than I thought it was going to be. I think I will feel a lot better once I have moved and get settled in my new place. I am FINALLY getting my two bedroom apartment. The rent is going to be cheaper, while this place keeps getting more and more expensive. One of the main reasons why I am moving 'cause of that, and my place is so old and outdated, but refuse to update anything because I'm still here. I am excited though. It is a big change that I need in my life, and I'm embracing it, and embrace it even more once I have completely moved out of here.

I'm sure people have noticed, but I've been in my own little world for a while now. I've been in one of my moods where I don't want to deal with anything or be around anybody but myself and my cats. I get that way every now and then. It helps me keep the sanity I have left, I think. I'm always playing games on Facebook, which occasional comments, and watching Netflix when I'm not doing school work. 

I hope everybody is at least content, but hopefully well. 'Til next time.

Latest Update 2/23/2013

As of right now, I am almost done with my current semester at DeVry. Starting on the 4th, I will be taking my last math class which is Statistic for Decisions Making. I am going to be very happy once that class ends because that would mean, “NO MORE MATH CLASS EVER AGAIN HERE AT DEVRY!!!! As of right now, I've only gotten A’s with a few B’s, so I’m a happy lady.

This year hasn't been a good year so far.. and it’s only February!! For some reason, I've been thinking a lot about my mom and dad *he’s still alive*, and I’ve been in a depressed state for a while now because they won’t leave my mind or dreams. My sisters planned that we should go to WV in the middle of March when I was in the hospital couple weeks ago. It’s going to be very unreal and nerve wrecking once I do see him. It’ll be the first time I’ve seen him since 2004, but I’m excited. I hope I have enough money to pay my portion for the tip. I think I will.

On Monday, February 4th, I started not feeling so well. I ate some bad food, and I was really upset with a friend of mine *I shouldn’t have been ‘cause I knew it was coming*, so my stomach was very upset and crampy. On Tuesday, I was feeling better, but got that dull, recovery feeling, but I had blood in my urine which usually means I have an infection or passing a kidney stone. I wasn’t in too much pain, so I wasn’t worried about it. I walked my happy butt to King Soopers and bought some stuff to help. On Wednesday, I was fine. I still had the dull pain, but there was no blood urine or anything, so I thought, hey, whatever it was, it’s fine now. I took Ambien around 9pm, and then at 10, I started to hurt really bad and hard, and I knew exactly what was going on. I took a bath to see if it’ll ease up. Then I started puking, so I tried calling my sister, my baby sister, my two best friends, my younger sister’s best friend to take me to the ER ‘cause I couldn’t stop puking and I could not move. I had sharp pains going all over my lower back, mainly my left side, and a little bit on my right. Since I couldn’t get a hold of anybody, I wrote a post on Facebook begging to see if anybody was awake and was able to take me. My friend, Sarah, saw it, she texted me, and her and her girlfriend took me. I got there around 1am. My friends went home to get some sleep. Didn’t take my vitals and blood until 3-3:30am, and by that time, I was puking nonstop, crying, and seriously couldn’t move. They finally gave me morphine and some kind of anti-nausea medicine, and was sent back out. At 4:30, I was finally sent to the back to a room. The doctor came in and asked what I thought what was going on. I told him that I’m pretty sure that I’m passing a kidney stone because I’ve experienced this once before in Summer 2011, but it’s a hella lot worse this time around. He said that I was correct ‘cause there was blood in my urine and crystallizations, so he wanted me to get a cat scan to see where it is, how big it is, and whatever else. I took the cat scan around 5, and then I was starting to hurt again, so I got more medicine. The results did not come back until 6:30. By that time, I was livid, I wanted to go home, I was beyond tired, hurting, nauseated, and my sisters started texting me to see what the hell was going on. He came back in said that I should be able to pass it today *I don’t think I have yet*, but five days at the latest. It’s 5mm which is still small enough to pass on its own. If it was more than 6, I would’ve been screwed. The first time I had it, it was 2mm, so it’s bigger this time around hince the more pain. I also got UTI. They gave me Percocet and IB Prophen for the pain, antibiotics for the UTI, and medicine to help pass the stone. I got home around 8am. I had to walk to King Soopers to get my medicine filled. I came home, ate, took the medicine, and went to bed. I was in a lot of pain by the time I got home the second time, so it took me a while to fall asleep. Of course, when I woke up, I was puking like no tomorrow. I was thinking at the time that I was getting all that drugs out of my system. I went back to the ER on Friday afternoon. They pain was so unbearable to the point I couldn’t inhale and exhales without being in major pain. I took the cab since I was not going to try to find a ride around 4pm. I was finally admitted around 11pm. I had surgery at 1pm the next day, *Saturday* to see if they can laser *blast* my kidney stone, and put a stent in to make things go easier. I guess it got my kidney stone out, just have to deal with a stent for a few days, and recovery pain. I was released from the hospital that night, but was told that I will having a stent in for at least two more day. Boy did that make my life a living hell. I was in major pain until around Wednesday. I got the stent out of my system by Monday evening, but I still had left back spasms every now and then. That crap hurt!! It wasn’t sharp, but dull intensified by a million with the throbbing to make it worse. I am almost back to normal. My body is still sensitive, but then again, it went through hell and back in less than a week.

I found out the other day that somebody in Texas used my SSN to file for taxes.. and they got a refund. My baby sister and her best friend came over to figure out what the hell was going on, and to get a PIN or AGI so I can file my taxes this year. It didn't work, so I had to send out my taxes by mail which is stupid, because I want my money!! My younger sister, my baby sister, and I are planning on visiting my Father in West Virginia for Spring Break. It would be the best time to go before my younger sister gets too pregnant to go anywhere. The refund is the EXACT amount I need to pay my part of the vacation. It’s only February, and it hasn’t been a good year so far. We got transferred over to Identity Theft when we learned that somebody else used my SSN. I’m nervous about everything because I can’t do anything at the moment, and they are starting up an internal investigation. They have the Texas address on file! I haven’t noticed anything wrong with my credit report, so that’s good. I have a feeling, but not a horrible feeling, so that’s keeping me calm for now. My baby sister asked if anybody else has tried to file again this year, and thankfully the answer was no. I’m hoping that everything is fine, and I don’t really have to worry about anything. I’m crossing my fingers!! I pulled up my Credit Report and everybody looks fine. I e-mailed my Housing Authority chick, and she says that no employment activity has been alerted by using my SSN which makes me feel a little bit better. I wrote a letter to my Food stamps/Medicaid to let them know what was going on. One of these days, my baby sister will be taking me to the SS office, so I can talk to somebody personally to see what I need to be doing next. So hopefully nothing went wrong, but I’m not holding my breath until somebody tells me that everything is okay. I had to mail in my tax return for them to accept it, and go from there.