The New adventures of an aging Michael
So its my first day at the new hospital and wow am about as nervous as the geeky kid in school on his first day of high school. So many have pumped Pepin heart hospital up to be so over whelmingly busy that only super hero type sonographer can handle the stresses during the daily grind. I actually felt like I was going to puke because I have worked myself up so much by listen to others and not just saying “Hey I am Michael mother f*en Trump, ya know the guy who can do anything he puts his mind to.” I am sitting in my car right now knowing that I can’t finish this blog right here, but it is a little relief knowing that I can write my thoughts down so that they are off my mind. I guess I will write more about my day later and also write about the whole Cherelle drama that had unfolded here in this last week or so. You will have to read on because it’s going to get good…lol well maybe its not but who knows anyways. So the car is getting hot and I have no one to call because my Rumur gave out on me…….
Well today is the 7th now and I am just getting back to finishing my blog.
Okay so my first day at Pepin was no where near as terrible as I thought it was going to be and I think I may have even enjoyed it a little bit. I think what I liked most of all was when my preceptor for the day told me she was going to the PCU “I think” well it was/is where all the babies are kept. So we get there and I was so ready to see my first real peeds echo done. Once we were all situated and my preceptor started the echo the little infant got a little wrestles and started to cry, when a passing by nurse saw the baby uncomfortable she asked if we needed a glove and some sweeties. I had not a clue what she was talking about but my teacher said that it would help. The young nurse came back just a minute or so later with a little cup and asked me what size glove I wore; she got me a large glove and told me to stick my finger in the clear liquid and then place my finger in the baby’s mouth and let her suckle it. I was a little weary about the whole idea thinking that they were just messing with the new guy. But I did as I was told and what do ya know the baby liked it and I was most amazed that this tiny little creature was taking comfort knowing that I was there providing her with a sweet tasting latex glove. My day was complete after that, but that joy would soon be surpassed by a few other events. I finished out the ten hour day and went home happy.
Driving home I had a few things on my mind and was planning out what all I was going to write down.
I thought of how over whelming happy I was going to be not having Cherelle around any more… that right bitches her monkey moved out. Well it all started July 3rd… well June 6th “that’s when I broke up with her and told her to start looking for a new place to live. She didn’t believe me and continued to stick around like a lost little puppy; not to be mean but it was rather pathetic. Almost a month later I was finally pushed to my breaking point and I flipped out like I had never before. I allowed myself to be pushed that far, I allowed someone else to take control of my emotions and use them against me. It was a bad night and I ended up staying the night at my moms. That Friday she continued her shit but her power over my emotions was gone. I sat back and laughed knowing that her days at my house were finally numbered. The weekend was spent at my friend Steve’s house where I have enjoyed the company of a seemingly nice girl who will remain nameless till the end of this post. So yeah Sunday I spent driving out to Winter Haven FL to pick up Steve’s sister in-law Sarah so that she could hang out with Jill, Steve’s wife. The drive was very nice and the Lincoln finally got a much needed and way overdue bath. The drive didn’t take long and the fuel was provided by my main man Steve.
Ya know that the 4th of July is the day we celebrate our independence as a nation, right.
This year it will be a special celebration for me; this year I will be celebrating my freedom from a psycho nut job who lives to make people miserable. So this July 4th as you look up into the night sky to see all the beautiful displays spread out across evening canvass and you feel that warm Florida air brush past your skin remember that one day a year we get to celebrate not just our freedom from oppression but freedom from everything that holds us down or holds us back from our dreams. So take this day July 4th and enjoy what you have and set off at least one firework to show you care about what is yours “FREEDOM!”
Cherelle started packing her shit and I was having fun with Steve and my new friend. The drama of the ex continued though out the weekend and into Monday, Which was my first day at the main campus. She sent me a text that said she was out and well I took it to the police station and got their approval to remove what was left in the house of hers and well guess what I am freeeeeeeeee!!!!!!! She still texts me and deiced to write my ex’s to talk crap but since most of my ex’s are anything but mad at me they are just laughing her off.
So to this cool new peep of mine, well she is Steve’s sister in-law and if you didn’t figure that out by reading the above well then I feel sorry for ya. She seems to be cool but doesn’t seem to talk to much yet, my guess is she is shy and well that’s cool I am generally shy to. She is def pretty and well if I had a picture to stair at I prolly wouldn’t take my eyes off it to much. Well except if the real thing were around. She isn’t up her for to long I don’t think… I haven’t gotten the full scoop yet but I plan on it.
Now up to today…
Cherelle is fully gone and my house is a disaster that is in dire need of a good Trump cleaning. “get the trash cans and through away everything that looks like it could be trash with in the next six months.
Sarah is still here and I am trying to hang around Steve’s as much as I can so as to get her to chat with me more than just a few words lol. It’s cool though; she will come around I hope. Sarah has a little baby girl who is so adorable and just loves to be held by MEJ She is just the sweetest little thing.
Well I guess this is enough for the night and well I hope to write more soon about my new adventure of this aging Mike
The TRUMP
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