RBC is a blood particale. Its allso called by "Red Blood Cell" Number of RBC tell the condition of Anemia.
Anemia is the most common disorder of the blood. Anemia can be classified in a variety of ways, based on the morphology of RBCs, underlying etiologic mechanisms, and discernible clinical spectra, to mention a few.Anemia refers to a deficiency of red blood cells and/or hemoglobin.
I got really mad at myself today, so I began to beat up on myself, and baned the wall and my desk with my hands. I kinda regret it now since my right hand is all swollen and my pinky wont move. Im felling better….now…excepy my hand isnt…typing is hard now…
I'm so calm:)I found a peace at which I dont care and care(neutral). I suppose I'm happy. The people I wasnt talking to fpr a while Im friends with again, and most of my problems are disappearing
I guess things are better.
Three years ago, I felt sharp jabbing pains in my side. I was nautious and couldn't keep food down. As a diabetc, this was particularly worrisome. After 12 hours of pain and suffering, my mom took me to the Emergency Room. I was 27. When we got there, I was immediately admitted wit hsevere pancreatitus. Reported to be one of the most painful diseases, I had a severe case. By the time I made it to the hospital room, my liver, kidneys, and pancreas had all shut down. For the next 3 weeks, I was kept on a steady diet of pain medication–and that's it. I wasn't allowed to eat (I was fed intraveniously). When they finally released me fro mthe hospital, I had lost 40 pounds. But my ordeal wasn't over. I had missed a month of work and wasn't cleared to return for another 2 months. I made five more emergency trips to the hospital after suffering severe pain. It was a nightmare.
Three years later, I'm always on guard for the pain to return. Icarefully watch what I eat. I take all my medication. While the doctors and nurses were kind, I was so doped up during my stay that I often had no idea what was happening. I needed someone there to listen for me and help me make decisions (luckily I have a great mom!).
omg i am so happy i am like really happy omg ive never been so happy england is sooooo cool hahahaha im might have to go in a decomtamination tattoo coz can feel my self gettin ill its really cold god but its fun ive never drank so much tea ohhh tea please hahaha go me
((( I intended for the title of this blog to be ” Fights and Flights OF the Evening”, but I mistyped it. Ad it’s now unchangeable. )))
Hello again,
It’s 1:00 AM in the morning and I have to get up for work in five 1/2 hours, however, I don’t think I’ll be able to sleep until my parents come home. So, allow me to fill you in on what happened tonight, because I’d like to talk to someone about it…because I’m tired of pretending things like this never happened.
I noticed today that my mother and father were acting strangely. My mother was on-edge and irate, while my father seemed depressed. I tried to get them to talk to me about what ever was bothering each of them, but they both insisted they were fine. Which, obviously was a lie. They weren’t speaking to each other. They wouldn’t even remain in the same room with the other for long.I was initially offended by their actions. It made me angry that they kept me on the outside, and that neither of them wanted to confide in me or talk to me about their problems. We had plans for a happy evening. We were going to decorate the Christmas tree and watch “It’s a Wonderful Life”. It’s a holiday tradition of ours. But the afternoon and evening slipped by with no word of acting on our plans. That also hurt my feelings.
Then, at about 11:00 I hear shouting from outside my room. They were in their bedroom which is beyond the living room and I couldn’t discern what their argument was about. I tried to keep reading but I couldn’t focus, so I tried to go to sleep. It seems like I must’ve stared at the ceiling for an hour or more, I don’t know, maybe I dozed, but I didn’t feel exactly comfortable with my parent’s indistinct shouting and slamming around weighing gloomily on my conscience.
I heard the door of their bedroom fling open and hit the wall, I could hear my mom crying “No! No!” in a pleading way, and the rustle of what sounded like grocery bags. The noises proceeded onto the front porch, down onto the driveway underneath my window. There mom was sounding more crazed, she was blubbering, and whatever my father was saying came out in a fierce growl. The car door slammed and the car backed out of the driveway. Then I heard the front door open and someone go back into the bed room.
Then my inner conflict began. I figured that my dad had drove off, for a long drive most likely. And that my mom was now crying her eyes out in her bedroom. It was long past the acceptable hours for me to be awake, but I tried to put myself in her position, and I figured that I would want someone to talk to or to rave to. So I decided not to knock on her door, but to page her on the telephone. That way she could dismiss me more easily is she wanted, but if petting was what she needed I’d go into her room.
I debated for a few minutes longer, then I made the call. My father answered. I began stammering, I had absolutely no idea what to say. He laughed at my nonsensical stalling and said ” You must be upset after hearing what happened.” So I decided that honestly was the best policy and told him that I expected mom to answer the phone, and I was just wanted to see if she wanted to talk about it. He apologized for disturbing me, then he began to explain to me what happened.
He said that they had had a bad day today. Something about my how father went into a electronics store while my mother went into a book store, my father finished window shopping and went home ( they had met for breakfast before and were driving separate vehicles) and it turns out that this offended my mom to no end. It really hurt her feelings that my dad ddn’t go into the bookstore to see her before he left, also, my 23 year old brother was with my father at the time.
So he told me that she had been going on about that all day and that he couldn’t convince her that he was sorry. He then revealed to me that for the last couple of months, every time that get into an argument she says she’s going to leave, and threatens to get a divorce. My father said he’s told her that divorce wasn’t an option. So tonight when they argued my mother started gathering her tings, saying she was going to leave, which my father says she’s done before. But he got so angry at one point of their fight that he grabbed her bags and took her by the wrist and led her to the car outside, where he forced her to get in. So. My mother is gone. I’m a little terrified of that fact. I don’t know when she’s comming back, if ever.
My father said he doesn’t know where she’ll go. He actually left about ten minutes after he and I spoke on the phone. He said he was going to find her and bring her home. But, I think that may prove to be kind of difficult. Neither of them have a cell phone if they happen to get in a car accident this late on a rainy night either.
I just can’t help but thinking that it’s all my fault. I’ve been treating my mother like shit for the last few months. She lacks all of the moral values and ideas that I hold true to. I tell her I love her everyday, I do my chores, but I don’t like to be around her more than I have to. I say mean things to her, because I am intolerant. I pray for forgiveness for that. I try to accept her flaws. She’s taught me how not to be, and for that I’m greatfull. She nurtured me as a kid, but then I became smart enough to see her actions, and to learn of her true self. So this situation could in fact be entirely my fault. My mom is unhappy because she and I aren’t close. So she wants to escape.
I’ve thought it before, and I’m now certain,
I’m never getting married.
Thanks for reading,
Steph
todAY i was feeling full of energy and i told my mother i loved her for the thirst time in ages i was so happy and then the bell and it was kyoko who came round to tell me to get my stuff ready so we went to my room but then kyoko said is my sister coming and my mood dropped cause u see me and my sister dont get on for pecific reasons- i hate her- and i started shouting at sayong why did she have to bring her up and shiz she started crying and i stormed out im soooooo sorry kyoko i didnt mean it please forgive me im turning back to my evil self again noooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo
im like so happy today i wanna prance around which i did today i was like yay me today im going to england next week for a funeral yay yay me and my brother havent had a fight in 3 days so i thank u all that helped me im going to prance around more bye (^^) /
Lessons I Have Learned In The Midst Of This Storm
1. The serenity prayer is not just a prayer but a lifestyle.
2. It is okay to be sad, but do not allow it to become a lifestyle.
3. It is okay to be angry, but do not allow it to become a lifestyle.
4. Accept myself as I am faults and all.
5. I am not the horrible person I used to think I was inside.
6. Because someone treats me badly does not mean I deserve to be treated that way.
7. When I have done all I can do, just stand.
8. I can't fix everything and everybody no matter how much I may want to.
9. Celebrate the small victories. I may not be where I want to be but celebrate each step that brings me closer to the goal.
10. Joy is a state of being, happiness is an emotion. The absence of the happy emotion should not be allowed to steal my joy.
11. When I fall short. Don't beat myself up. Acknowledge the short fall, make adjustments and move forward.
12. My relationship with God is not defined by how many hours I spend in church or being in ministry.
13. My relationship with God can't be defined by others only gently guided. Only God and I can define it.
14. There is no such thing as a conventional relationship. They are all unique.
15. Love and compassion can be given without being returned.
16. Leave work at work.
17. Be thankful for what I have and who I have in my life instead of concentrating on who has left my life.
18. While my past hurts, have shaped who I am, they don't have to shape who I become.
19. Treat myself to something every pay day. Even if it is something very small.
20. Don't let my past hurts impact my ability to love completely in the present and future.
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