hmmm ok so lets see what has happened so far.
Well 2 days ago i fell and sprang my ankle, it really hurt at the time but is alright now. it was gross though.
It was late prolly around 9pm, I was on my way to the shoppette to get baby wipes, a light bulb, some pens, and some Ibuprofen. Frankie wanted to go so I took him along. We were outside my building and we decided to race to the car. I was going to take a shortcut through the grass so I can win right, well I darted off into the grass and my foot hit part of the edge of the cement and folded into the crevice between the stairs and the grassy area. I heard a loud pop, ugh I wanted to barf, still do when I think about it. Anyways so Frankie starts yelling "ahh ha ha momma you fell", dude it was a Saturday night and everyone was out on their balcony’s and this lil brat just "put me on blast". lmao i guess it was funny despite me crying hysterically, damn it hurt. So i crawled up to the intercom and pushed my button, Frank answered all annoyed that i even existed at the moment im sure, and I start balling asking him to come help me. Took us about 10 mins to climb my 6 flights of stairs. Man that sucked. I woulda posted pics but it didn’t look bad enough to take pics lol. i don’t want to look like a wuss.
Ok then their is Franks head pains. We are not sure what is going on with him but he has had this issue for about 5 years. Up until now they were just random sharp pains in the back of his head. But now they are actually affecting his life. He has a hard time finishing PT, as every time he strains he gets that pressurized sharp pain in the back of his brain. Even bending down causes him pain. This worries me because as most of you know he is deploying very soon and i know when he os over there he needs to concentrate on what he is doing not his head pains. So after failing his PT test today, which doesn’t happen very often, he told his Sgt about it. They agreed to let him go to the sick hall tomorrow. so we will see what happens about that.
Now to Frankie. He is growing like a weed, becoming more and more witty by the day. The things he comes up with are hilarious. This morning we were laying on the couch together and he farted and i said almost at the same time, man im hungry, he said well why don you eat my fart? Dude he looked serious.
So today he is a solider cowboy. he is walking around with a gun stuffed in the pocket of his army pants, pretending he is wearing cowboy boots.
He put new batteries in an old remote we have, and you should have seen how excited he was that he "fixed" the remote.
Well that is my life so far, im sure more has happened but my Sims are calling me so i must run now ;)
I will come back later and post more...bye!
