Wednesday, April 30, 1997

Gizzy may be escaping anytime soon and if he does, I’ll have to trap him for the third time and put a screen across the top of the aquarium. I’d have to cut a tiny part of the screen, too, to fit the tube through it that leads to his upstairs areas. Let’s see if I can describe this any good. Well, the box that Mary’s cage sits on, sits on top of the aquarium. The open part of the box faces the half of the cage part that’s open. The part where he could’ve always jumped out of if he’d really wanted to. I noticed shortly after he was wheeling, that he wasn’t in his cage. Then, Tom spotted him up in the wooden box. It’s amazing too, that he didn’t freak out and run somewhere, cuz I reached right by him at one point, to check to see if he was in his trap. So, when I saw him in the box, I figured he’d get curious, go explore and escape. Well, he did get curious and explore, but he only walked around the piece of Plexiglas that the box sits on (cuz the box isn’t quite wide enough to rest on top of the aquarium), then walked around the rim of the aquarium, then finally jumped back down into his cage and hopped onto his wheel. I don’t know if he’ll escape or if he’ll just jump up into the box here and there, then back into his cage. We’ll just have to see.

I’m gonna be right about my theory about the fight we had on the first day of his so-called promise. Regardless of how much of it was Tom’s fault, yes, God did make sure we had that fight, cuz if we would’ve screwed that day, and if he’d have cum, I’d have probably gotten pregnant. If I’m OK, that is, but of course, God would’ve made sure I lost the baby. I know I’m gonna get my period on the 1st. That’s how I know this. If I didn’t get it till the 2nd, then that’d really point to something being wrong with me, cuz 14 days prior to the 2nd, was when he got off in me. How can I tell I’ll get it on the 1st? Well, logic is a part of it, I guess. Also, I guess maybe God did sort of answer my prayer, but just a day later, and not nearly like he did with Andy’s teeth. My tits are a little less sore today, but it may not have to do with God at all. That’s cuz the day before your period, your tits and pre-cramps tend to relax and back off a bit the day before. It’s now the 30th, and my body’s doing what it normally does the day before. So, since I’m as sure as can be that I will be ragging on the 1st, I was right about why we had that fight. It was destined. However, I guess something making sure we miss it, is better than sterility confirmations. If I kept getting periods 14 days before we screwed where he got off, that’d be an awfully bad sign. Still, I wouldn’t be surprised if there was something wrong with me and maybe God just doesn’t want me to see this at this time, figuring I couldn’t handle it. Yeah, well I don’t see how I could handle getting as far as getting pregnant, just to lose it 3-4 months down the road. If I go to the fertility people in a few years, that’s what I’ll be getting. I won’t be going to get a baby. I’ll be going to get miscarriages.

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