I NEED DUCT TAPE!!!!!!!

Can I just scream for second here? Yes? I can? Good...hold on for a minute please.....aaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!

Ok, I feel better. Can I just say that I am so sick and tired of hearing about H1N1 and Swine Flu and Flu vaccines??? OH MY FREAKING GOD!!!! I am soooo sick of hearing about it all!!! What sickens me the MOST is that the media and the government have resorted to SCARE TACTICS to bullying the American public into believing that without their yearly flu shot and the new H1N1 Flu shot...you are going to die! I actually got a Honeywell Instant Alert last night from the school I work for reminding me that the deadline for H1N1 shot registration is today! I was steaming mad!! Unbelievably mad!

Here's my take on it. The strain of flu that is going around is a very mild form of H1N1 and isn't it better to build up immunity to that NOW in it's milder form so that when it mutates and becomes lethal down the road in another 10-20 yrs, we have at least some antibodies built up to it in our system? No, apparently someone, somewhere decided to throw together a vaccine in less that 2 mths and did very little proper testing on it and now are bullying you into thinking that without you, you could die? Well, I got news for ya. I could get run over by a frigging bus tomorrow and die. We all are gonna die when we are gonna die...ain't no flu shot gonna protect you from that.

When did Americans become so helpless in their own health? When did people stop thinking for themselves? When did we stop educating ourselves about what is good vs. what is bad for our bodies? When did we let doctors become the dictators of our own health and stop taking charge of ourselves? When did we stop using common sense and use simple methods like washing your hands and covering your mouth when you cough or sneeze? Why not use extra Vitamin C and Echinacea,Vitamin D, arugula, colostrum and the likes to keep our immune systems healthy and running well? Why? Because those things don't make money for big pharma and big pharma owns everything and everyone. Washington DC is big pharma's BITCH!

I understand people who suffers from a chronic illness or disease or the very elderly can benefit from the regular flu shot, but no one else really needs one to be honest...least of all pregnant women! We don't won't any pregnant woman to get the flu anymore than you want your child to get the flu but it happens to be the better of the two choices. I would much rather suffer from the flu for 3-4 days than to be stuck with a vial full of poison that contains all of the below and goes straight through the placenta into the babies blood stream:

Egg proteins: including avian contaminant viruses
Gelatin: known to cause allergic reactions and anaphylaxis are usually associated with sensitivity to egg or gelatin
Polysorbate 80 (Tween80™): can cause severe allergic reactions, including anaphylaxis
Formaldehyde: known carcinogen
Triton X100: a strong detergent
Sucrose: table sugar
Resin: known to cause allergic reactions
Gentamycin: an antibiotic
Thimerosal: mercury is still in multidose vials

OK, I got a nice roll of silver duct tape right here beside me...I am ripping the biggest piece I can off and plastering it across my face. Mmm mmmmm.....mmmmm.....mmm!!

I was TAGGED!!!

My dear friend Heather decided it was time for me to get busy and start blogging again, so she ever so politely tagged me back into reality, LOL. I've been asked to reveal eight random things about me that people don't already know. So, wow! Umm, that's going to be hard, because I've told you all everything there is to know about me already! I read like an open book....so this is going to be challening. When I am done with my list, then I am going to tag 6 more people to join me!


So here we go, here we go, here-we-go!!


1) I dye my hair. I have been darn near every color on the shelf at some point. I have no clue what my "natural" color is anymore. I first colored my hair with my bestie Carol in 8th grade...we used Sun-In and it became a sorta orangish brownish color.

2) I can't stand for my fingernails to show. I clip them as soon as they grown out even the teeniest bit.

3) I am flat out, hands down addicted to Diet Coke.

4) I love old school video games. My favorites are Centipede, Space Invaders, Missile Command, and Pac Man.

5) I secretly want to give away all my possession but for a few treasured items, pack what's left, take my kids and move out of the country to some place like Germany, or Sweden or France....and live out the rest of my days there.

6) I am very intuiative. I get "feelings" about situations and people that usually come true....I also seem to have a thing for dead people visiting me in my dreams. I think I might be really in tune to the other side for some reason. Wish I knew how to harness it better though....

7) I am 44 yrs old and yeah...I am still afraid of the dark. :)

8) I have never felt my real age....ever. What am I going to tell myself when I turn 50? I am not sure if there is condition for this or not (yeah Lisa, it's called immaturity)...but when I look at some people my age, I think they look really old to me and then I think, there is no way I am that old. How does the mind play tricks on you like that? Because last time I checked, I was born on Feb. 2, 1965...which means that yep, I am getting older by the minute. But on the INSIDE, I still feel 17. :)

So there you have it peeps, 8 very random and obscure things about me. I have decided to take the following people and have left you a comment so that you know I chose you! Thanks for playing along <3

I chose: Ariane, Becky, Wendy, Stephanie, Susan and Christina

Heartbreaker

Well anyone that has a child with autism surely knows that with autism, comes heartache. That's a given. Someone pointed out to me last night that all kids suffer heartache, not just kids with autism. Very true. All kids have been on the receiving end a time or two of someone's bullying. As a parent, you want to protect them from that type of pain, but yet you have to let them learn to fend for themselves because at times, life just isn't fair and they need to learn coping skills for when that happens. For the most part, I let Ivy fight her own battles, only once have I stepped in and shown my claws since she started school. She is an easy target for kids to pick on because she is not only speech delayed, but she is socially delayed as well. She is in the 3rd grade, yet relates best to the kids in kindergarten and 1st grade. That's where she is as far as maturity level, so that's where she best fits in. Nothing wrong with that, except that her typical peers seem to like to call her names like baby and preschooler and the likes.

Which brings me to my point here....last night Ivy had a meltdown. The kind that breaks your heart kind of meltdown. It's amazing to me the things she remembers. She started crying first that she remembered when she was a baby and she was angry and used to slap me and pull my hairand she was sorry for that. I was sort of dumbfounded. I can't believe she really remembers that. She has never expressed to me that she remembers anything about her earlier years, so how was I to know? That thought sent chills down my spine though. If she remembers doing that at age 2, 3, 4, then kids with autism are indeed locked inside just waiting to get out. That's so scary. So she knew all along what she was doing but couldn't control it. That thought is just really, really sad to me. :(

Then that went straight into a course of "no one likes me at school" tirades...that "everyone thinks she is a baby" and "she doesn't have any real friends" and that "the girls in her class don't like her"...which sent her straight into the "I HATE AUTISM AND I DON'T WANT AUTISM ANYMORE, I DON'T WANT TO HAVE TO TAKE ENZYMES AND EAT SPECIAL FOOD, I JUST WANT TO BE NORMAL LIKE ALL THE OTHER KIDS!!!!" tirade. Which left me speechless. And sad. I don't want her to have autism anymore either. I don't want her to have to take meds and supplements and enzymes and eat special food either. I don't want her to be picked on at school and singled out either. All I could do was hold her and rock her and assure her that she was ok and she was a very special person even with her autism. What else can you do? Food for thought though as I make my way through today: Ivy remembers being locked inside....wow, that's amazing!