Us So Far.

This is my belated birthday dinner I got from my fave. Italian place yesterday as it was closed on my actual birthday. It would have sort of been "poetic" if I'd died on my birthday too but it didn't happen. I had to order-in as all the restaurants are under lockdown now we're living under Martial Law and the New World Order ( and I heard on the news last night they're even considering imposing a curfew anytime soon now,too; talk about a Police State!!)  and as usual I got the Chicken Penne with the chicken and Penne pasta( obviously, duh!) and cheese, mushrooms and normally broccoli I had them omit because it's disgusting and I hate it, plus garlic bread and their pizza with hot peppers, mushrooms, onions, sun-dried tomatoes, Feta cheese, chicken, ...I think that's everything. Of course with all the cream in the pasta and in my cake( even with taking my enzyme pills)combined with the Ambrosia from the other day all yesterday and today both the stomach and abdomenal pain is sooo bad it's off the charts as my digestive system just can't process all that cream and it's all just too much and so now I'm in agony. My mother asked me if it was "worth" it and I said  it depends on when you ask. At the time when I'm enjoying the food, yes.Afterwards when I'm having the pain, no. She said her father was the same with his stomach ulcers( which I have also been "blessed" with as well as has the 26 YR old inherited,too) if he ate spicy food he'd "pay" for it later but he enjoyed spice so he'd still do it anyway but knowing he'd suffer for it later.

My cake was a traditi white birthday cake with white frosting with pink  as well and I got it from the bakery but my hubby was originally just going to pick up any generic one at the grocery store in the cake aisle and this was pre-ordered to say Happy Birthday Mama on it but the dumb hicks spelled it the redneck  way so it ended up mis-spelled wrong and came out like this instead: Happy Birthday Momma OMG! I couldn't believe it! Holy shit! When I lifted the lid up off the box to reveal the cake and to take a peek and I saw that my face just literally...fell and my mother kept urging me to take a photo of the cake before everyone starts eating it....but I just couldn't. I didn't want any reminders of that. I didn't want to see that ever again. As well as the oldest sending me a sweet e-mail the 22 YR old also phoned me from Edmonton and those were my best gifts of all! The 26 YR old also woke me up from my nap to wish me a Happy Birthday but none of the other kids even bothered to say it, not even the 13 and 17 YR olds who live here in the same house with me and none of the other out-of-town ones bothered to phone,either, even though they do for my mother on her birthday. It works both  ways though; I also remember the ones that remember me,too.

Despite taking my extra herbal supplements for 2 months now(on top of my regular ones I was already taking before) I still don't have any more energy or have any less fatigue but I have noticed my nails are growing alot faster though, and that's not a good thing as you can see where my nails are growing out from when I had them done at the salon even though it was just 2 weeks ago, and a good thing about me listening to an American radio station is I don't have to listen to The Tragically Hip  anymore who I always thought sucks and could never figure out why everyone else likes so much and they always play here practically every 4th song, and the first thing I bought in this new year was some weed and the pre-rolled joints I got ( I can't roll for shit and having arthritis only makes it worse) came in this container that was impossible to open, so child-proof it was like some puzzle or riddle that had to be solved before it would release the lock; you had to squeeze and pull at the same time and I couldn't figure it out, so security-tight, more than those dossiers the United Nations diplomats have chained to their wrists and I struggled forever with it and had to eventually enlist help and it ended up having to end up being open by being pried open with a knife.

A couple of days ago Buddy also had a fever and a sore tummy and didn't eat and then didn't shit all day and then yesterday he shit 3 times so I guess he was all constipated and had a "log-jam" and lately he won't eat his food I have in the dish on the floor,either, yet he's still hungry and tells me he's hungry and whenever I give him something else he always eagerly quickly gobbles it up; it's just his food in the dish he won't touch, no matter what it is, so it got me thinking : is someone perhaps tampering with his food and he can tell by the smell that the scent is "off" somehow and he can tell and won't eat it? Just to be safe I don't leave his food out unattended like that anymore; from now on I feed him right in front of me so I know where the food's been and only I've handled it. It just does sort of seem suspicious that both of us at the same time happen to have abdomenal and stomach pain and have blood coming out of our asses...maybe we are both being poisoned, but by who? In my family the question is to be able to narrow it down....

I'm on Earth but not grounded.