So yesterday, around 4 pm, that would be....hmmm...16:00 hours, I got sick, really sick. Let us say: Saying I was burning the candle at both ends is an understatement...I was burning a bright and painful fire at both ends.. . ;) .... What...Ladies don't get sick, and certainly don't admit to it. Well there it is.
How does this match: Failure to Communicate. Well...If you know me, you know that I am all about freedom of body and mind, and sometimes I take it too far. Fast forward to 6:45, I am pale, sick, and think I am dying. I tell Deavan (mom of this story) and Steve (pop-pop of this story a.k.a grandpa of this story) that I am going to bed. The look of dread falls over both of them. Why? I not only have to teach Raven (Deavan's sister, Steve's daughter) in the morning, I have to watch Drascilla, a13 day old baby--MOM: Deavan, from 4 to 10. Why? So Deavan can go to school and Steve can stay at work. They both begin talking about me behind my back (okay, they weren't talking about me behind my back, but that is how I, Elicia, overreact, when it comes to my ability to do things). Steve and Deavan get into a slight disagreement about what to do in the morning, Steve tells Deavan she needs to find someone to watch Drascilla, and though I am dying, at least in their minds, she trust me more than anyone...I mean this is a compliment, right? Steve, is not so sure. They don't come to a solution, and everyone goes to bed angry, except me, I go to bed sick, Raven, she goes to bed happy, as she always does, and Drascilla, well, she did what babies do.
Morning comes. I get up, feeling like crap, but its okay. I already went to Germ Watch Utah, found what was circulating, found out when I caught it, how I caught it, and how I can avoid giving it to the baby. I go to Smith's, and it is abnormally busy for a Monday at 10. I am careful not to touch anything without my cloth I brought, and buy gloves and face mask. I help a man looking for something (People seem to think I know everything and where everything is...and they are right.. ;-) ) And I come home.
After I successfully, with mask and gloves, walk Raven, teach Raven, and get ready to watch the baby without getting her sick Deavan said to me, "Daddy said I needed to find a babysitter."
Being the person I am, I said, "Oh he did, did he?"
And this is where the miscommunication beings. I, being mindful of the baby, studied and figured out what I had, meanwhile I feel like Deavan and Steve are conspiring against me. So naturally, after I watch this beautiful little girl, and make sure I don't touch her with my yucky skin, the two workers come home and I get angry at both of them. Poor Steve looks confused while Deavan, after listening to me speak about me feeling hurt that I didn't care about the baby, said what needed to be said: "Oh, Sorry I was worried about you while you where (going to the bathroom) while simultaneously (vomiting), and then went to bed at 6:30, next time when you are sick I'll say: Why you going to bed early you lazy ass. Gee, so sorry I gave a shit about your health."
I had to apologize to Steve, because let's face it, I was a bitch to him and accused him of NOT loving me, even though he was loving me. (I said he didn't love me because I was the best person to watch the baby, thus I should watch the baby and if anyone stopped me that meant they didn't love me...I know, I know, Girl moment...no offense girls) And then I thanked Deavan for helping me put it into perspective.
To sum up for those confused by my confusing blog post:
I love Deavan so much.
I want to protect Deavan's baby as if she was my own.
I have a problem which means I don't like anyone watching my children but me.
I studied what I had, I knew I could prevent it from spreading by: washing my hands, not touching my face, wearing gloves, and a mask. Thus when they thought I would get the baby sick I thought they were testing my integrity (How selfish of me...seriously...very selfish...it should have been about the baby)
I felt like Deavan and Steve didn't love me because I wasn't able to watch the baby. (yes, yes, I realize that they actually do love me because I was too sick to watch the baby and they didn't want me to get sicker)
I only had a simple "Common Cold" bug...and with washing hands, and not touching the baby with my hands (seriously, hands are disgusting) I could avoid getting her sick.
In the end, everyone was hurt, but we all made up and all said: Elicia, You need to chill out. Moral of the story: Talk to each other and ask questions...AND have a back up plan!!!
Thanks for stopping by: Catch you on the flip side. (Obviously I am not too sick, after all I am writing this...maybe just to prove a point...or maybe because...I slept too long today and now I can't fall asleep ;-))
Love and Hugs.
Here is what I know: The 3rd leading cause of Death of Children in the USA is…suicide…let that sink in: age 5-14: 3rd risk of death is Suicide. (Source) We are clearly doing something very wrong.
“Pathologizing or “diseasing” rebellious behavior, or disobeying, is NOT a new trick for those who hold tenuous power over others.” BIG PHARMA has some new life long customers.
Do I believe in “bad” behavior? Only when it is destructive to oneself…and I believe, my opinion, as I am not a doctor thus I garner no titles giving me the right to figure it out….I think most of the problems we face in mental health could be fixed with a kind and compassionate doctor who really listens to the person and helps that person figure out a plan to “fix” what is wrong in their lives. For a better understanding of my thoughts on all mental health issues please see the following PLAYLIST on Youtube.
Question of the day:
Rebellion against a repressive situation … is this a disease? Or it is a healthy response?
Let’s take a journey.
To put everything in prospective, sometimes we must go into the past. (If you want to learn more about propaganda in literature, might I suggest picking up a copy of Grimm’s Fairytale…it is sometimes easier to spot things if you are far removed from them and have no personal stake.)
Drapetomania: (Why? Because trying to run away from slavery is surely a disease): was a supposed mental illness described by American physician Samuel A. Cartwright in 1851 that caused slaves to flee captivity. Today this is considered an example of pseudoscience, but I wonder…could he sell it now????? (Instead of Slaves insert: Children in the Foster Care system that like to runaway)
Dysaesthesia Aethiopica (another gem of Samual A. Cartwright): or the common name, you know used by the slave overseers: “Rascality”…(oh those darn slaves not wanting to be slaves…surely they must have a disease, right?) Okay, here are the symptoms:
Going back to: Could this doctor sell this disease now? …After all there are now psychological conditions where the symptom is simply going against the grain. O.D.D. for example:
While it is true that these are bad behaviors…but are they behaviors that need to be “cured” like a disease or are they symptoms of something else, something situational, something oppressive?
Well Today we are alone. With the mounting number of mental illnesses growing each and every day. With the harsh fact that YOU can and WILL lose your rights if you are labeled with a Mental Illness. It’s time to start educating ourselves in a world gone crazy.
I invite you to listen to the following PODCAST presented by School Sucks Project.
Please open your mind, it is time we all thought critically about what is happening to our children. If your goal is to raise a controllable cog in the machine, you have nothing to do…it’s already being done…but if you want to raise a child who can create, think, have freewill…time to dig in and get educated. Time to ask: WHY?
Thanks for joining me today. As always: have a beautiful day!!!! E
Disclosure: While I think religion is a private thing, I will say that: I am not a Sci
Sub Title: Justice, Sloth, and Greed
Sub, Sub Title: I am in a very dark place, from which I do not know how to return.
I am in a very dark place my friends. I ask today: Do we deserve what is happening? Should we be punished for our ignorance? Are we ignorant? Are we lazy? Are we overwhelmed? Are we programmed? Are we part of a collective too great to fight?
The song swirling around in my mind this morning, as I bombard my newsfeeds with Vaccine information and Informed consent is: Midnight Oil’s: Beds are Burning. No this post is NOT about Vaccines…I just wanted to set the stage…roll a few eyes…show their ignorance, greed and sloth, show those who would roll their eyes at the very idea of me having the arrogance to mention vaccines that they too are part of the problem, they too have made their beds. “We have made our bed, it’s now time to sleep in it!”
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Hepatitis A (Havrix and Vaqta)
Hep A Havrix: Aluminum Hydroxide, Amino Acids, Formaldehyde or Formalin, MRC-5 Cellular Protein, Neomycin Sulfate, 2-Phenoxyethanol, Phosphate Buffers, Polysorbate
Hep A Vaqta: Aluminum Hydroxyphosphate Sulfate, Bovine Albumin or Serum, DNA, Formaldehyde or Formalin, MRC-5 Cellular Protein, Sodium Borate
(remember only you can decide what is best for your child...but for legal reasons I have to say: Only you and your doctor can decide what is best for your child. Sad world we live in folks. Education is the key to freedom. I am not telling you to NOT vaccinate...I am just telling you to educate yourself)
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Call me old fashion, but I just don't think giving mind altering drugs to children under the age of five is a good thing...Maybe it was the entire: Just Say No To Drugs thing...or maybe it was Drew Barrymore taking that pledge with the Reagan's that she would be drug free (I know she was high at the time...lol)....But seriously folks...Do you think it is right (hell do you even think it is ethical) to give children Mind Altering Drugs Under the Age of FIVE? What would happen if someone walked up to your four-year old and gave them a line of cocaine? They would probably go to jail for child-abuse, right? AND YET: 280,000 babies (0-12 months) are prescribed mind-altering psychiatric drugs (I can't even imagine the sickness of someone who would diagnose a BABY with Behavioral Problem!!! It literally makes me ILL!!! ) Oh and another 198,000 children under the age of five are taking ADHD drugs. (Remember, these drugs are in the same class as cocaine). Then of course we have Tens-of thousands of children 0-5 on Antianxiety medication....because under five is really stressful.
From 0-5 more than ONE MILLION CHILDREN are on psychiatric drugs in the USA. Over 286 drug regulatory agency warn and cite dangerous and LIFE THREATENING side effects of the very drugs we are giving these one million children.
So my thought: WTF? Seriously? Someone explain this to me....because I don't understand. I have read the literature, I have seen how they diagnose these disorders. I have read the package inserts of these medications, I have watched documentary after documentary on these poor children. For the love of the children....We have to learn more about this stuff. Because when you really look at the "risk" vs. "reward" I really don't see how anyone could give a child UNDER THE AGE OF FIVE these kinds of drugs.
Sorry to be a Debbie Downer Today....Just don't understand and wanted to get the message out there...because I...like many of you...Was surprised to find out that 1 million children under the age of 5 are being drugged: To put in perspective, the estimated population of under five is 20 million...that means we are drugging 4.9% of our children under FIVE!!!!!
Have a Great day my friends....Chin up!!! Remember Knowledge is power!!!! We the PEOPLE need to take our POWER back. :)
Originally Posted: 01/08/2014:
Before we get going allow me to paraphrase and quote David Selig, a conservative commentator, when asked if the drug companies should be held more responsible for the deaths of people after taking the drugs:
“You (the person asking why drug companies shouldn’t be held criminally responsible for the deaths of people) are blowing things out of proportion. How are we going to define killing somebody? You have a guy taking a medication, he’s a big fat slob, he goes jogging and has a heart attack. Some shyster links that medication to his death, then they say that they (Pharmaceutical Company) didn’t do adequate testing or research. Then they trot some little fat kid out that’s been stuffing his face with McDonald's and they say McDonald's killed him. Come on, that’s not right.” Then he further says: “Who’s the victim? What about the assumption of risk? Every medication is a tradeoff and you know it!”
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