So here's the latest update about my Perfect Princess Lacie.
Her doc called me again today and told me that ALL of her test results came back and ALL of them were normal!!!!!!!
The HIGH white blood cell count is GONE. Can you believe it???
Here is why I sincerely believe it happened this way:
PRAYER, FAITH, MIRACLES.
Yep. 
And that's thanks to all my good friends and family that did this for her! THANK YOU SO MUCH!!!
Seriously, the day after her blessing she got from her daddy, Tyler, and from her uncle, Glenn Pearson, she was better. Like 100% better!! No fever, strength, everything.
She doesn't have Diabetes or Celiac Disease, or Leukemia or Pneumonia or anything at all that she was tested for.
She has a little lingering cough, but even today I don't even think that was there if I can remember right.
Now, all we have to wait for are the results to her skin biopsy.
Those won't come in until NEXT WEEK. ACK!!! I HATE waiting!!! Seriously!!!
Melanoma on her head isn't a miner deal, ya know?
But perhaps there will be another miracle and she won't have that, either, eh?
So thanks again everybody and I'm feeling a lot happier about my Lacie-boo.
So it was like a miracle happened after Lacie got a blessing last night from her daddy and uncle Glenn Pearson. Today she hasn't had a fever, or at least not much of one anyway, and she hasn't shown that much that she's sick. I mean she still is, but she's MUCH better than yesterday! We were worried for her life yesterday and then today not so much.
We got test results back on two of the things we're worried about. She doesn't have Swine Flu or Pneumonia!!! So that's great news! She won't have to be hospitalized.
Now all we're waiting for are the tests for Diabetes, Celiac Disease, Melanoma, or possibly Leukemia and some other bacteria in her blood.
If her fever persists even a little we're supposed to bring her back on Monday to be tested again.
I feel a little more relieved today, but I am very, very worn out. All that's happened in the last several weeks has really taken it's tole on me. I'm pooped!!!
So we stayed away from everyone today and didn't have anyone over because the doc told us not to, and we still don't know everything she could have.
I do believe in Miracles and I believe there was one that happened here in our house with Lacie.
Now just another miracle that we won't be homeless next month and Tyler will have a job and we'll be able to take care of ourselves for a change! lol
There has been a lot more that has happened lately, and none of it has been good news. Okay ONE bit of good news. Tyler MIGHT have a job up in Layton working at the Hill Air Force Base making better money than he was with Gunther's Comfort Air. PLEASE PLEASE PRAY EARNESTLY THAT HE GETS THIS JOB!!!!!!!! Unless, of course, our Heavenly Father has other plans and sais NO.
Which has been his answer to every question we've asked so far ;)
So Tyler's cousin, Jake, passed away the week of Memorial Day. It was an awful and torturous week for us. Not just for Jake's sudden tragic and fatal condition, but the repercussions of hurt feelings forced back towards me. I cannot write about them here for fear of being sued or other such nonsense, so please just write me privately if you are curious.
The stress of Jake and his passing put Tyler and I physically ill. We had to have a bathroom close at hand. I'm still not better. I NEVER throw up but did so surprisingly one morning. No, it was no morning sickness, though I really sincerely wish it was.
Even my very honest Grandma Pearson noticed how dark under my eyes have gotten.
(bad grammar, I know, sorry).
So with our car being repossessed, no luck finding jobs for either of us (and YES we've applied at fast food joins, temporary jobs, everything!!!!!!!) and Tyler's truck being uninsured and the window breaking out and the fuel tank or pump breaking, among other things, and running out of food at the end of the month, every month..... okay I won't go on. It's just kinda pathetic and is just getting me more down to have to say it all. Let's just say that it's as low as it can get, or almost there anyway.
Our landlady served us an eviction letter to be out within 3 days. Out of desperation we called our bishop and asked if he could help. Thank you for our faithfulness in the Gospel because our entire rent was covered or we would honestly be in the homeless shelter in Provo. We actually went down there and met with a bishop of the place (not a religious person) and got the list of things we have to get together for next month when we will more than likely be evicted so that we can move in. That was enormous stress added to our heap of stress.
We have been sued FIVE TIMES now from doctors.
And my health isn't getting better. Sure you can think I'm some whiny person who asks for it or makes it up or whatever, but the fact of the matter is I have REAL issues and they've come to me in a very, very, very short amount of time!!! Why do you think I am so fat and look so awful?? DUH!!
Anybody who knew me, REALLY KNEW ME, would know that I was a very active, healthy, busy, hard-working and never-resting type of person. I was successful at everything I did. Nothing slowed me down. Not my endometriosis, breaking my leg, e-coli that nearly killed me, or anything. But when it's too much, IT'S TOO MUCH.
I feel like I am bearing more than I am able to and it's showing in so many ways.
My biggest concern is my family's well-being. I feel like a failure of a mother and Housewife. I want to be that housewife that can cook every meal and keep a schedule and a very clean house. I want to be that housewife that can teach her children the gospel and their school subjects. I want to be that housewife that has the energy to do normal things. But I am in constant pain and it is only getting worse.
ANYWAY!!!!!! Enough about me already!!!!!!
I am very deeply concerned about Lacie right now.
She's only 5 yrs old, almost 5 1/2. She's got to be one of the strongest and most perfect and special people I have ever known.
As a little background as to why I think this about her.
When she was born she would not cry. They tried and tried but she was 100% healthy and didn't want to cry. She looked at the nurses like "alright leave me alone, I'm just fine. Give me to my mother". As soon as I held her she just stared up into my eyes forever! She made eye contact with me and I knew right then that she was a very choice, strong and special spirit, older than I am, that God blessed me to be the mother of.
She never cried. She was the most perfect baby!!! It's been difficult to tell whenever she's sick or hurt because she won't complain about it. Not usually.
She suffered a severe seizure when she was just 2 years old. Perhaps some of you Pearson's will remember because it was the night of the Pearson Christmas reunion at uncle Kim's and aunt Marylou's. We stopped off at my inlaw's house. Anyway, she got her head slammed in a door and she already had a fever and it spiked. The impact, coupled with the spiked fever, sent her into a 45 minute seizure. She actually stopped breathing when I got to her! She was as limp as death when I held her and I panicked. I was pregnant with Sophie, due in mid-March. Lacie's little lips turned blue. Tyler called 911 and Tyler's dad, Gary, a previous EMT raced to her aid and saved her life. The Paramedics got there quickly but it still took them about 20-30 minutes since Saratoga Springs is so far from Lehi and American Fork. I rode with her in the ambulance. She re-gained consciousness in the ambulance but lay still.
In the hospital, as she lay in her bed and the entire family was in the ER gabbing away, Tyler and I saw her weakly sit up and point to a corner in the cieling and say "Jesus. Jesus" then lay back down.
She's broken both her arms and didn't cry. She's gotten two bad concussions and didn't cry. She won all baby pageants she's been in (except 1) and she's very gifted. She learns things usually the very first time it's taught to her with few exceptions.
Anyway, she's always been a very special and a very strong person.
Okay, now to get to what I really wrote this blog about!! lol
Lacie had a mole removed from her head in January. Over the last few years it'd been growing larger and larger and more recenlty started to bother her a little. I'd see her itching it.
The dermatologist said it didn't look good and sent in the mole he cut out to be biopsied. It came back as pre-cancerous and he was told to remove more of it if necessary (if he hadn't removed it all the first time, which he had). She had a check up in February and the mole had not healed. So he rescheduled again to have her seen just yesterday (actually it was Tuesday this week). He said it did not look good. It had not healed one bit since February!!! He was very concerned about this. He looked over the results again and decided that it would be the best thing to remove more. He took out 1 1/2" of her skin/flesh and gave her 9 stitches to close it back up!!!!!!!
He and the nurses said that Lacie was one of the best patients they have ever had. She didn't cry. She just laid perfectly still, with her eyes closed, patiently waiting for them to finish.
This is how Lacie is. Always has been.
So in two weeks roughly we'll find out if it is in fact Melanoma. I'm scared to death!!!!!!!
Then, to top it off. Today we took her in (Wednesday) to see her Pediatrician for her Kindergarten check up. Well, it wasn't good. Her doc is very concerned because Lacie's weight has been plummeting. It's completely dropped off the growth charts now! Her eye-sight has worsened, and her feet are worse.
From listening to her heart and looking her over and knowing about her broken bones and everything else the doctor was very worried and ordered a full blood test. They're testing for Leukemia, Celiac (what my mom has), diabetes (what my mom has), and any other types of cancer she could possibly have. Then we'll go from there.
Lacie eats. We feed her. But she doesn't have much of an appetite. She'll eat some food and fills up very quickly and loses her appetite. It's had me worried.
Her sleeping is sad, too. She grinds her teeth all night and moans and cries and calls for me in her sleep. She coughs all night, too. It really gets me worried sometimes, listening to her. I am constantly in her room checking on her for fear something bad has happened.
So in 3 days after getting her blood word done, which will be tomorrow (Thursday) morning, I'll know more answers, just not about the skin thing.
So every week there's been something happening.
It's just been too much. It really has! It's sucking all our strength out.
I'm tired of crying so much and tired of being so on the verge of tears all the time. I feel like a complete emotional wreck.
Tyler has had it.
What can you do when the problems you are having ARE NOT IN YOUR CONTROL AT ALL???? You cannot blame us for what we've been going through, period! Nothing could've stopped or prevented any of this from happening. At least the health issues. The financial issues are another issue all in themselves.
NO we have not been idiots with our money. We just don't have the same opportunities to money as most people we've known.
All we ask is that you keep us and especially Lacie in your prayers.
please pray for a MIRACLE.
So today was a nice day outside.
We thought it was going to be a stormy day but it turned out so nice!
We went to our annual Pearson reunion up in Bear River for a huge BBQ. It was fun just chillin and catchin up with the cousins. Seems like more than half my cousins are having babies!! It's so cool! I'm happy for them. Not jealous, though, which is good I think. I figure it'll happen for us when it's right, ya know?
We got to borrow my inlaw's car. We wouldn't have made it if it wasn't for them letting us use it. It was really nice! We took Trynity with us, Tyler's littlest sister. It really was a nice day.
We visited my grandpa's grave and Tyler's grandpa's grave and my friend's baby's grave. I see these little graves and it just breaks my heart. My cousin's 1st baby's grave is next to my grandpa's and I always go stand by it and feel for my cousin's loss. I also stand next to my aunt's children's graves that are next to my cousin's baby's grave. She had two babies die. It's so sad!! Amelia, Robyn & Andrew were their names.
I finally got myself to go see my friend's baby's grave. It was very hard. I haven't been there since she died last year.
She was just shy of turning 2 years old and was Sophie's "best" friend. I loved that little girl with all my heart. I felt a special bond with her. She would smile at me and laugh at me. I loved holding her.
Poor little Allie got really, really sick while growing in the womb. She lost part of her brain before and after birth. It caused SERIOUS health problems, as you can imagine. It was a shere MIRACLE that she lived to be as old as she was!!!
It was the most difficult things EVER for her parents to let her go, but we all know and the Spirit bore witness to us, that little Angel Allie is happier than ever in Heaven without being enclosed in a diseased and handicapped body anymore.
Seeing her gravesite I did okay at first. They had two of her cutest pictures engraven onto the headstone. Then I noticed the little Jump Rope that her mother (Kristen, one of my very best friends ever) had left on her grave and I thought of the Resurrection and little Allie rising in perfect glory as an almost 2 yr old that she will be, but in perfection, and about her learning to use that jump rope wither mommy and I just couldn't keep the tears in. I bawled and bawled my eyes out thinking of her and missing her and wanting to hold her just one more time!!! And cried about her coming back and my dear friends being blessed to raise her during the Millenium because they have been sealed together as a family that will be together forever.
What an ENORMOUS and great blessing!! And it's available to all who choose to have it and do what's necessary to get it.
I miss little Allie so much. Sophie remembers her and of course Lacie does. Sophie was excited to see her picture and see the little girly toys left at her gravesite by her parents and big brother, Isaac (one of Lacie's best friends).
Lacie got down on her knees in front of the headstone of Allie's and hugged it so tight! She kissed Allie's picture like 3 or 4 times and said she missed her and loved her so much.
I was just crying. I couldn't hold it back. It was so overwhelming.
I didn't realize how much I'm NOT over little Allie's passing. It was like she was my own child, and yet she of course was totally NOT. There's no way I can feel what my friends have felt, but I can surely sympathize, or try to at least, in the best way that I can.
The rest of the day was nice. We dropped off Trynity, Tyler vacuumed out the car we messed up (LOL) and our truck, then we went to pick up some scrap metal to make a couple of bucks off of, and then at home our next door neighbor came over to fix our broken kitchen sink.
The girls are sleeping soundly, Tyler's playing his Black game, and I'm sitting here, of course, and feeling a huge wave of gratitude for all of our blessings and miracles that we have in our lives right now. And so grateful for our many, many good friends and relatives.
This is another day that has passed, and we have one more tomorrow and we'll take them as they come.
Okay so I think a couple of you are curious as to why I was in the Emergency Room all day yesterday.
I've been in pain for about 3 months now when I go potty and sometimes doing other things. Like LOTS and LOTS of pain. It feels like my insides are ripping out when I go.
And my stomach and lower abdomen have been hurting pretty darn bad, too.
I can't go see my reg doc cuz we owe him too much so I went to the E.R.
They gave me anti-nausea medicine, pain killers stronger than Morphin, and a cat scan with dye in my blood and dye I swallowed. It was some NASTY crap!!
The pain meds did something soooo weird to me, though. Besides making me tired and NOT loopy, they hurt my upper abdomen/chest soooooooooo bad!!!!! The pain was awful!! My blood pressure went from 106 to 134 in a matter of seconds after getting the pain meds injected into my IV. WOW it hurt! I could hardly talk and couldn't move. It sucked!
Anyway, the cat scan results came back normal, thank goodness!
What my pain is is from cysts inside and outside my ovaries (which hurt bad in and of themselves) and scar tissue from my surgeries and endometriosis spreading onto my other organs.
So,
I have to have another surgery for my Endo and for the PCOS I have borderline of.
Now I have Lortab to take when needed (thank goodness for that! It barely does much for me, though, the pain is so intense), and I'll need to find a specialist who doesn't want to give me a full hystorectomy but who will help me so I can get pregnant again and feel better.
Okay, time to go help Tyler with the screaming girls! Ugh!! lol
It's really not this huge deal, but it was significant enough that I called the cops and am a little freaked out right now.
Lacie was across the street playing when this little boy, about 4 yrs old, picked up a huge branch from the ground and started whipping her with it. She was trying to hit him back but couldn't reach him cuz that darn branch was so long. Anyway he got her face a good whip and she started screaming and crying like Lacie does. That pissed me off so I yelled, like super loud, "DON'T TOUCH HER!!!!" It freaked him out so he took off running home.
Lacie and Sophie came home and I put them in the bathtub.
Right as they were getting in someone pounded on my door good and loud. So I answered it and there was this short stocky Mexican kid, about 16 yrs old I'm guessing, maybe older, fuming.
He told me that his little brother came home crying to him and saying that Lacie had punched him in the face. I'm like no she didn't. I was standing right outside watching the entire thing. He kept arguing with me saying that Lacie was lying and that his little brother was telling the truth.
There were like 20 or so Mexican kids surrounding our townhome this entire time, and, most of the neighbors were outside standing on their porches watching us.
I've got a mouth on me and where my children are concerned I do NOT put up with any crap at all.
I told him that Lacie is my child and I have every right to defend her and take care of her and when I see anybody beating on my kids I'll yell at them if I want to. He was telling me I had no right to yell at his little brother. I said he had no right coming over here to get in my face about it. He's the brother, not the parent. I told him if his parents didn't like any of it they should come talk to me themselves. I made it clear that I speak Spanish and understand their culture.
He was swearing and yelling and threatening me and the girls. Threatening to kick our a%$'s and other things. I told him he's a very bad example to little kids. It's kids like him that end up in and out of jail and that's a bad example. He was yelling this entire time, not making much sense, just using stupid threatening lines that we've all heard in movies, and said, "so what that I've been in jail?" and was grabbing his crotch and flipping me off when he said it and then was calling me swear words in Spanish and in English.
I noticed that he had a group of che's all hanging around where he came from. They'd slowly started to move towards us from across the street. They were gang signing and so was he and swearing and laughing and pointing at our place.
I shut the door and locked it, of course. Then cuz I couldn't get a hold of Ty (he was at school) I called my dad who told me to call the cops, so I did.
Before the cops came I went next door and asked the Mexican girls there about the kids who had caused these problems. The older one that had been threatening me is named Julio, and the younger one that was whipping Lacie is named Diego. Anyway, they told me that Julio has gotten into lots of trouble with the police and is very scary and dangerous.
The cops went around and asked the neighbors about these kids and they all claimed they didn't know him but saw the little fight and sided with Lacie, of course.
The cop told me that this is common cuz they're just looking after their own butts so they don't get into trouble with these gang-bangers.
So now I'm kinda freaked out. This kid did NOT scare me at all. Not even an ounce. But what does make me nervous is what they are capable of doing when nobody is looking. I'm scared for my girls' safety and for our property that's outside that we have no room for in our small townhome. I'm worried that they come shoot our windows out.
Tyler made a good point. Kids like these have nothing to lose and everything to prove so there's nothing to stop them.
I WANT TO MOVE TO A DECENT NEIGHBORHOOD WITH A DECENT PLACE TO LIVE IN!!!!! I'm seriously sick of living like white-trash around people like this!!!!!!!
So here's another update for y'all, and for me, too.
Right now I have a massive tension headache so excuse me if I ramble or don't make sense or whatever.
My midwife called me back today (our phones have been off all week) and gave me results to my annual and an ultrasound I had done, etc.
I am borderline P.C.O.S. afterall. I have it and all the symptoms, it's just not that severe in my blood, if that makes sense. So to treat it they wanted to put me on birth control pills. A friend of mine was telling me that those are some of the worst things to take for it cuz they could make me never ovulate again!
So I have the two most common causes of infertility: endometriosis and p.c.o.s.
Sucky, eh?
Then my ultrasound results showed enlarged ovaries and tonz of cysts in them. So there's the reason for my bad pelvic pain. No fun!!
They said it's from taking Clomid probably. We'll see, though.
So I have this month and next month to get pregnant and if I don't then I have to either see a Fertility Specialist or start treating my P.C.O.S.
Also, I stopped taking my anti-deppresant anti-anxiety meds and so far I feel SO MUCH BETTER!! I have ENERGY!!!!!!! I feel better getting up, too. It's helped so much having my CPAP machine! And also I started taking Magnesium like 400mg a day. It's helped a HUGE amoutn as well! I used to have muscle spams and cramps SO SO BAD and muscle weakness and tightness. Now I don't nearly as bad. It's great!
Also, since getting off those stupid meds my skin is SOFT again! Instead of dry, bumpy, itchy skin it's smooth and soft and cleared up.
Tyler and my dad gave me a blessing yesterday and it was good. I will feel more pain for a bit but I will be well soon and healthy again. I'm so happy about that! I hope I can start losing weight with this gained energy I have.
I've been more emotional lately, too, but supposedly it's because of the Clomid. It tends to do that. So such is life with female stuff huh? haha
Tyler and I are still getting by miraculously with everything. Thanks to his parents we finally got our cell phones turned back on! YIPEEEE!!!!!
Please pray that Tyler finds a good job, soon, k? We don't care where, just where his school is and it can keep us from getting sued again and again.
Love to you all 
So today was an adventerous day for us to say the least. or just intersting anyway lol.
Here's some T.M.I. to start with, though. I started my "monthly thing" and it's been HORRENDOUS like last month!! Like every hour I'm having MAJOR issues and having to change everything I'm wearing.
Today was also our 4th year Temple Sealing Anniversary. I'm always so excited to get to this day! It's so special to me cuz it marks the day that our family was made into an Eternal one, not just "until death".
Every year we spend the entire day doing things as a family and try to make it fun and special.
We used a gift certificate to eat at I.H.O.P., went to our park for a couple of hours, got ice cream at Arctic Circle, went to RC Willey Outlet in Provo and to Walmart and to see Coraline at Movies 8.
Well, in between one event and the movies I had another "accident" so that's why we went to Walmart.
So I needed to find some panties and pants or something and needed to try them on. Sophie had the shopping cart between us with my purse and the diaper bag. I told Tyler to stay with her so I could find what I needed and try the stuff on.
So I turn and walk away at that.
About 20 minutes or so later I find Tyler with NO SOPHIE! He has Lacie, but not little Sophie! So I ask him where she is and gives me this startled blank stare and says, "I thought she was with you".
UH-OH!! He didn't hear me or spaced it off or something!! lol
So I get all frantic and we split up again and start looking for her.
Mind you this was in the Orem Walmart so it's HUGE!
I look here and there quickly then scurry up to the Service Counter and they like know me on the spot. Must have been the crazy look on my face lol.
"Code Adam. The mother's here" is what the lady says on her radio.
Then she gets the reply that they have Sophie with them over at the bakery.
I hurry over there as fast as I dare and see Sophie standing next to an employee with our cart.
She tells me that Sophie was walking around pushing the cart and just randomly picking things off the shelves and putting them in the cart.
Sophie was completely calm and just gave me a look like, "oh hi mom. I finished the shopping for you".
Talk about mixed emotions!!!!!!!!!
I was so upset and frantic over the thought of losing her and yet happy to see that she's totally fine and I'm the one that got traumatized and not her, and then I try not to laugh at the same time for what she had in the cart!!
There was a can of olives, an apple, cookies, two hershey syrup containers (two different types), Twilight the movie, colored pencils, a huge bag of rolls, some pecan pies, a couple jars of sourcrout I believe, some ramen noodles, fishy crackers, sprite, V8 Fusion, bacon, and several other things I can't remember right now.
She didn't pile it with candy or tonz of kids things or junk. Just stuff she likes and stuff she sees mommy and daddy buying. It was sooooooooooo cute and funny!!!
So I got the cart and she walked with me to find daddy. We both laughed as we rummaged through her collection. Smart little girl!!
Okay, also, I have been baby hungry. It's only recenlty hit me just HOW baby hungry. I see or think of a new baby and I get weepy!!!!! lol
At the hospital today for my ultrasound I walk past the lab and a brand new baby is getting his heel pricked for jaundice and is crying his tiny little eyes out and it makes me cry!! I go up to the receptionist where I was to get my ultrasound done at and she's looking at me funny cuz I have huge tears in my eyes! lol I felt like an oaf! haha
Then at Walmart AFTER Sophie's adventure we walked past the babies clothes and both my girls run to the tiny baby outfits and start picking them off the racks and saying, "See the tiny baby clothes? They're so cute!!" and showing me tiny booties and saying things like, "we want you to have a baby mommy! These are for the babies!"
It's driving me INSANE!!!!! lol
So yeah, there ya go. There was our day in a nutshell.
So I wanted to write a blog a little bit about me and how I feel and stuff.
While growing up I didn't have many friends. I had a few and I loved them dearly and kept them as close as I can. Those friends were: Molly Hosmer, April, Kristin, Kathy & Karen Subashe, my cousins Emily Hegerhorst and Jeni Hegerhorst, and then later Trina Thompson. I had other good acquaintances and what-not, but no close friends. Especially when I was younger.
I was SO SO skinny that I used to be bullied by family and peers alike. It wasn't my fault and I didn't have an eating disorder. People hated me for it.
I was always made fun of, picked on, devided from everyone else, the brunt of everyone's joke, etc. It was really, really bad.
I was really shy and kept to myself for the most part. Whenever I did talk or laugh I got horribly dirty looks. It was really hard.
Then I moved to Lehi and went to American Fork High school and actually made lots of friends! It was great! I finally had a life and enjoyed it, too.
I was a very good girl. I never even kissed a boy (on purpose) until I was 19 years old!! lol!!
Then I got a scholarship to Utah Valley State College and did really well, except in Spanish! lol. I failed that and half-way through stopped going, esp after the teacher called me stupid in front of the entire class. That was the 2nd time I've been told that in front of a class. It's sooo humiliating and degrading!!
While in college I did Reserve Officer Training Corp which I LOVED LOVED LOVED!!!
I went from not being able to do ONE push-up to doing 200 a day!!! I'd do 100 every morning and 100 every night, EASY. I did 400 sit-ups a day, too.
I joined a community swim team and every morning got up at 4 and picked up one of my best friends, Dori Grange, and we'd go swimming for 2 1/2 hours STRAIGHT with no breaks. That was a great workout!
With another friend I did Kick-boxing and another martial art every other day. That was the best work-out ever!!
Then I went with another friend to the gym 1-2 times A DAY!!
I'd eat salads, donuts, rolls, mashed potatoes, and just plain ol' fiber and protein pastes (YUCK).
I was in SUPERB shape!
I could run up and down Provo canyon no problem at all and then jump into the damn with no breaks, swim out easily, and continue to run.
I could do over 20 pullups in a matter of seconds.
I could live off of only 4 hours of sleep a night and do all of this the next day!
I could go to a dance club allll night long and NEVER get tired at all! I'd dance NON-STOP, no sweat!
I was super flexible, had lots of energy, so much strength, and felt great!
I was doing a little bit of modeling here and there.
Then I got offered a HUGE opportunity!
I was offered to be one of the finalist auditioners to go to LA and audition for the future new hit TV show, Friends. Dead serious! I was told to tell NO ONE for a long time.
When I got my mission call I had to turn it down and my agent was FURIOUS. She yelled and yelled at me.
Then almost 100% of my friends turned their backs on me for deciding to serve a mission.
They'd ridicule me at school, at work, everywhere public and private. It was horrible, but it didn't sway me at all.
So I gave up all my dreams and went on a mission.
I was constantly exhausted on my mission and my periods were getting worse and worse and worse. I'm talking about EXTREME pain here.
Also before my mission I got infected with E-Coli, the BAD and very dangerous and deadly kind. I was the only case that year in the country let alone my state! I had state health dept calling me and the country's health dept calling me and this big ol' investigation made to find the source of my illness.
The pain was more than any I've ever felt. It was like childbirth but worse because the pain was constant.
I couldn't talk, walk, eat, drink or anything.
All my veins collapsed, I was severely dehydrated, and bleeding out of my bum and mouth.
I was hospitalized and the only thing they said they could do for me was drug me up and remove my large colon cuz it was so damaged.
I got a Priesthood blessing and my colon improved that very night so it was saved.
The Morphin I was on didn't make one bit of difference for the pain. I didn't even care if I was naked I hurt so bad.
The doc asked if there was anything he could do for me and I was DEAD SERIOUS when I whispered to him to gut me.
I broke my leg playing soccer and I would rather my worst enemy break both their legs than go through E-Coli!!
After my mission I got a cyst on my ovary caused by Endometriosis and it ruptured and I hemoraged for hours. Stupid doctors didn't help me. I should've gone to the ER.
I ended up having a D&C and then later a Laporoscopic surgery for the Endo.
Since then my health has steadily and increasingly gone down-hill drastically.
Both of my pregnancies were high risk. I almost lost both of them! I won't go into detail but it was very serious and I could NOT work or I'd lose my babies. hardly worth it don't ya think? lol.
I remained really skinny, even after having Lacie. Even while pregnant with Sophie.
I got really sick with Sophie and NOBODY believed me! for FIVE LOOONG MONTHS I was so super suffering. Nobody believed it and just kept saying it was just pregnancy pains. WHATEVER!
Finally after seeing like 8 doctors one referred me to a specialist and they got me right in.
I had Gall Bladder Inflammatory Disease. NOT caused by being over-weight like most cases, or by eating bad, like most cases, or by my age, like most cases. Mine was a VERY RARE case they said.
It was so severe they HAD to take it out while I was pregnant. It was deadly for both Sophie and I to not take it out ASAP.
After I had that out I gained so much weight!
We could never figure out why!
But my body was having a hard time digesting everything.
After that I got Hypothyroidism, which took like 1 1/2 years to figure out, severe Acid Reflux Disease. It was so bad that the acid would go up my throat and into my lungs! They say that pain is like having a serious heart attack. I can vouch for that! It was so severe that I couldn't even dial 911, which I tried to cuz I was sure I was dying.
Then Migraines came on. And more Endometriosis that's caused multiple problems.
And now a severe magnesium deficiency.
I've had mono at least twice now.
And a broken foot I walked on for 3 months without knowing it but suffereing silently. It's not permanantly damaged and hurts every single day of my life.
I got into a car accident that threw my back and pelvis out and broke my right hand, which they didn't believe the jerks.
Also due to family issues (I just have to say it because it's so true) and my health issues and financial issues, I got bad depression. Mostly from Post-Partum. It was so severe I won't even say how bad it was cuz it's just sad and embarrassing. I then got serious Anxiety issues, severe Insomnia, and some paranoyia.
I've been on many medications now.
My weight WILL NOT got down and I've been SO judged by it.
I've been severely exhausted.
I probably have heart disease and my doctor's all want me to get my heart checked but I've had so many other issues come up now that I just have been putting it off.
My teeth are rotting and in super pain but nobody even cares. I'm supposed to get at least one root canal. It's so bad it's given me this rotting stenchy breath!
My Neurologist says that my migraines, if they go untreated, WILL result in a stroke they're so bad and also due to my family medical history.
I have high cholesterole, too.
And now I, about 98% sure, have skin cancer. Not serious kind, but having it none-the-less is NOT cool! I have spots all over my face and head. ONe is growing rapidly and I'll be getting that removed on Monday.
This is NOT fun.
People wonder why I don't work and why I don't exercise and get thin again and seem so negative.
I really am very positive considering all of this and more that I've been through.
There's a reason for everything. And there's a reason for why I suffer through so much. I take it all in stride and I really believe I handle it very well considering.
I have been HARSHLY judged by friends, family and others alike. Still some hate me and stay away from me. They think I make things up or think that I'm a mean or bad person. It's like WHAT???? They do NOT know me at all.
One day all who have talked bad about me, thought bad about me, and treated me bad will regret it. That's a promise. I know in my heart that I am a very good and decent person and they're making mistakes.
Being rejected by family is the hardest, esp when they don't have good reasons, or if they just go by what others have said to them about me that are lies, exagerations, misinterpretations and misunderstandings.
I'm not talking about ONE family in particular, okay?
I'm a good mommy and a good wife and I love my family more than anything else in existence!! I nurture my children and my husband.
I ALWAYS ALWAYS ALWAYS give them compliments. Like all the time!! I'm very loving and passionate towards them and I listen to them.
I TRY AND DO MY ABSOLUTE BEST!!!!!!
I used to be so top-notch healthy and now look at me. And I'm blamed for it!!
How could anyone blame me for how I am now?? HOW?? It's NOT my fault but my calling in life, obviously.
I don't bring on these problems. They just come. Right after another, and on top of each other.
I now have pneumonia and I'm so exhausted, yet again!
I'm SO grateful for a husband who helps me out so much around the house and with the girls! He might lack compassion or understanding about 99% of the time (thanks to negative things said to him all the time about me), but he does take super good care of my babies and responsibilities around the house and even for me when I ask.
I really realy really hope that this crap will pass!
I'm seriously considering going back to school full-time to do R.O.T.C. again to kick my butt back but I'm afraid that it might kill me. I really am. I know something's wrong with my heart.
The constant pain and pressure I feel on a daily basis. The hard time breathing. The really heavy and hard pounding of my heart beats. The severe exhaustion and NEVER getting enough sleep!!
Even with my CPAP machine for my Sleep Apnea isn't good enough!!
My Sleep Apnea is really bad. I stop breathing from 10 second to over 1 minute at a time, and do this all night long.
I have SEVERELY disturbing and horrifying dreams every time I sleep so I HATE going to sleep.
I mean my dreams are GORRY and horrifying. Doesn't matter what I watch or what I listen to or anything. i've had them almost all my life, but they're getting worse and worse.
They don't scare me so much, they're just very disturbing and I don't understand why I have them.
I have serious anxiety when I have to go around ANY family at all pretty much because of the harsh judgments I've recieved and harsh things that have been said about me and to me. It's really not fair. It's hurt me.
But I am very forgiving and accepting and really really can love EVERYBODY sooooo easily!!
This is good and bad. Bad because it ALWAYS comes back and bites me in the butt! I'm too loving and caring and accepting and trusting.
I trust everyone and give everyone the benefit of the doubt.
Because of this I am constantly being hurt and disappointed and taken advantage of.
I've made a few bad decisions in my life like everyone else, but only ONE serious choice that I've had to pay the consequences to for years and probably for the rest of Eternity. But I know I've been forgiven.
because of what I've been through I will NEVER EVER EVER forsake the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints. I know for SURE and complete CERTAINTY that it is God's church. I KNOW because of the things I've personally witnessed that are way too sacred to tell anyone except maybe my husband.
So no matter what goes on in my life, or what others say or think about me, or what happens with my health or anything, I know where I stand.
I know my God and his church come FIRST, my family SECOND, myself THIRD, my country FOURTH. And so on and on.
I wish so much that problems people have with me that they'd just LISTEN to me and get to know me by heart and know what type of person I am.
I wish they'd give me a CHANCE.
I'm a very rational, reasonable, and understanding person and am always filled with deep compassion for anyone.
I don't like it when people outright reject Jesus Christ and his Gospel and church, but I still will love everyone despite their beliefs. Even that crappy, dishonest, dark and misleading and lying and scary, evil scary, Obama.
I am very, very confident with my knowledge of the Gospel of Jesus Christ and the church. And I am very VERy confident in my standing with my beliefs and morals and ideas, etc.
I feel so SO bad about how I've been physically. It really is so hard on me when I was SO out there with everything and in such perfect shape and form.
I've NEVER EVER been known to be lazy!
Now I've been told that people think I am because I don't go out and do Tyler's job at being the bread-maker or whatever you call it.
I've been told I'm lazy cuz my house isn't spotless and I'm not gone all day doing things, like working or whatever.
Poeple, if you only knew!!!!!!!!!
I know God does. And in the end that's ALL that matters.
Meantime my life goes on and I'm dealing with it the best way that I can.
I am NOT feeling sorry for myself. I am NOT seeking pity and attention.
I am NOT trying to embarrass anybody or make anythign worse.
I am NOT trying to pick a fight.
I am NOT whining!!
I'm just sharing and explaining.
I am very open and very sharing because I'm very trusting and believe it's BETTER to be open and honest about everything but that which is SACRED.
Anyway, that is another topic altogether!! lol
Okay, any questions? Comments? Whatever... please write them here on my blog, whoever you are.
Now back to chatting with Amy, one of my best friends 
So I went to the doctor today. I love my doctor! He's the best ever!! I've seen so many doctors and he's so smart and LISTENS and EXPLAINS things and is so good.
So I went today for this little bump/spot on my forehead. I had my brother in law look at it who's pretty much a P.A. now and he said to get it checked.
It's been buggin me and growing super super fast. Well, faster than I would expect a spot to grow. LOL!
It's not very big but it is very noticeable. It's reddish and very raised and growing out in two directions and it scabs over every other day and sometimes it itches. It's just really irritating and I don't like people looking at it. That bugs me.
Also I've had this nagging cough for a while now. Ever since I was really sick with Influenza.
Okay so he looked me over and said I have Walking Pneumonia and I probably have Basal Cell Cancer.
Great, huh?
Yep, I, Lisa, get NO breaks where health stuff is concerned!
So I have a couple of medications to take for the Pneumonia. One is an antibiotic and the other is a cold medicine to help me sleep at night.
And on Monday I go back to have this spot/bump taken off my face and biopsied to be sure that's what it is, though the doc is like 98% sure it is.
I also have a Magnesium deficiency, probably, that's been causing my paralysis and muscle spasms and contractions, weakness and delayed relaxation. So I have to take Magnesium. Not a biggie, just another pill to add to my daily stash. hahaha!!
So read the links I inserted here to know what these are exactly and they'll explain it pretty good.
Love to you all! Oh, and I am NOT having a pity party.
