Thursday, May 31, 2012

40 years ago today...is a day that changed our lives like nothing ever did before...!

We became parents!
And anyone who has a child knows that life can change for the better with that major event created from love.
Yes, Hubby and I were very young, and still we did it the old fashioned way, since we were married for over fifteen and a half months by the day that our bundle of joy arrived, a boy!
And that dear sweet child was the spitting image of his daddy by the time he was a few months’ old, big brown eyes and toe-head blond hair. I had been given a picture of Hubby at eight months of age and it was uncanny the resemblance!
Love is so wonderful when it becomes unconditional.
And thankfully to this day that man, our son, has proven his mutual love for us, what a guy!
Like father like son.

Our eldest child did everything by the book as if it was written for him by him, rolling over, sitting standing walking and talking, all as if he was in collaboration with Dr. Spock.
He was a very happy child, always smiling and affectionate, and curious when we would go for our stroller rides along the bicycle path behind our condo, later on we would go with him on the back baby seat of our bicycles and long rides to parks in the area, twenty-one mile round trips.
As a toddler he was enrolled in Montessori preschool for two years prior to his brother coming along.
While a student he was tested and beyond his years mechanically on the I.Q. test he came away with a 145 plus score!
He got along well with other children and played well with them and always had many friends, which has continued into adulthood.
He played a few sports: soccer, surfing, swimming, beach volley ball, and water skiing, and SCUBA; he played the piano, and the guitar and he would play pool as a teen on our own pool table with his brother later on in our game-room. Camping, boating and fishing and crabbing were all family initiatives and we all got to go to places via reasonable camping locales, wherever we went, it was for the love of the out-of-doors and on rainy days we would go into museums.
In the summers we would join the library programs for the kiddy story telling, when he was small. And he swam from the age of three with lessons at the pool at our condo, it was actually funny since the life guard who taught the class had to chase him around the pool to get him to jump off of the diving board in the deep end with the other students, he was frightened but finally jumped off the board and swam to the ladder and then went back several times with joy, full giggles, doing it again and again…and later on he continued his lessons with his baby brother at the Y when his brother took water baby classes with me in the water. He was very young when he received his SCUBA certification, only thirteen. In high school in his senior year he did do dual enrollment with the local college for electronics and he received an A!
He went to college for an AA degree, and he made the Dean’s List, he was more capable, but it was his choice not ours and he worked for Nissan as a certified mechanic for several years, then, Sears, and for the last several years, fourteen, for Busch Gardens as maintenance mechanic for the amusement park rides.
It is dangerous work, with a lot of responsibility.

He has had many loves in his life, actually, three that were serious and long term.
As a man he is complex but loving and giving, the strong silent type, and the kind of guy that has your back and is very dependable. He was right here with a bunch of friends for us right after Hurricane Charley destroyed our home back in 2004!
I used to tease him when he was just a teen that if he wasn’t my son he would be a great best friend, since no matter what, he was there for you. He showed that with all of his friends as well. In recent years he has been a Red Cross blood donor that is so wonderful, he has given quite a bit… but to be fair I only know it has been a few years that he has been doing that, but not the quantity.
And so in closing in the gushing of the thoughts of our first born who is on vacation with his sweetie and we called already this morning to wish him a very HAPPY BIRTHDAY!

I always remember it took him twenty-nine and half hours to finally arrive and Hubby and I played cards while in the labor room. Since the contractions were very regular they couldn’t send us home…I went in on a Monday night after we drove my MIL to the airport for her trip to Europe, and he was born on Wednesday morning at 7:48 A.M.! BIGGEST TA DA!
But he was a little guy of only five pounds twelve ounces and nineteen inches long, but tripled his weight by eight months old! The pediatrician yelled at me, since babies are supposed to do that by a year old…oops! Although, he was never ever a fat child, way too active, just right, but balanced with being taught computers in kindergarten in our NJ school systems. And by the time he was ten we had our own and he taught us how to use it. Over the years he has built his own computers, and he is our own private knowledgeable person/go to guy, for any purchases that we have made over the years in the technology realm.

I see that my little display of mother-gushing is over a thousand words… but there is so much more I know that I forgot… but he is the man we hoped that he would become and that is a decent caring capable independent human being who is concerned for others and the world around him.

Thanks son, for being you…

Love Mom and Dad

On that note of note, allow me to be the first to wish you all a very happy good night and ask you to kindly count all your blessings and share those overages and we will too!

And next time please be here or be square, ya hear?

Wednesday, May 30, 2012

Being a sharer is not that bad an idea?

Information is a great way to help others; i.e. sharing what you know is relevant for their needs.
And so when I find out something as a person who finds joy in this positive behavior, even without knowing if anyone is actually being helped it still does make me feel I have purpose… and if that seems selfish, than let it be.

And so tonight I do have a rather very local organization to share with you, V.I.P.
Now they’re many V.I.P. acronyms in this world, Very Important People, why I belonged to an organization way back in 1987 that used the same acronym for Volunteers in the Public Schools but this one is representative of Visually Impaired Persons, which as I said is quite local, right here in good ole Port Charlotte, Florida and serves our entire Charlotte County!

Their Executive Directive Pam Fico sent me their pamphlet via an email and I will share that with you right here: Oops it will not transfer and so I will instead give you the contact information:

Pam Fico, Executive Director
Visually Impaired Persons of Charlotte County
3459 Depew Avenue
Port Charlotte, FL 33952
(941) 625-8501 phone
(941) 625-8032 fax
E-mail: vipofcc@daystar.com

And I will try to paraphrase what they do for people including myself if need be, since I was told that I do meet their criteria…Any-who…never mind it allowed me to copy and paste their info and it is now below for your viewing:

“Purpose: Visually Impaired Persons
of Charlotte County is a private
501.3c non-profit corporation.

Mission: The mission of our center
is to educate the Visually Impaired
to regain control of his/her
life that severe loss of vision
seems to take away.

We Provide:
A place to meet, share, and socialize
Access to community resources
for blind and visually impaired
Magnification equipment for
use at the facility and equipment
for sale for home use

Who is Eligible:
Residents of Charlotte County who
have vision loss, and their caregivers
can receive help.

Programs Available
Visual Aides Instruction
Using low vision aids such as magnifiers
and closed circuit TVs
Computer Training
Provided in the convenience of your
home

Peer Support Group
Open to the Visually Impaired community
and their caregivers. Meetings
are held weekly, on Tuesday.

Information and Referral
Community resources and services
available to the Visually Impaired,
including speakers for group presentations.
Community support is vital to our
mission. If you are interested in
any of the following, please fill out
and mail the form below or contact
our office.
I wish my name to be placed on
the VIP mailing list.
I would like more information
about the Peer Support Group.
I wish to be a volunteer

Enclosed is my tax deductible
donation of ___________________.

Name________________________

Address______________________
_____________________
Phone________________

Email Address__________”

Please realize that this is a professional organization and that it is beneficial to all who meet their criteria, and hopefully anyone who utilizes this information is someone whom will use their access wisely and with their own or others that they know have needs for this , okay, and thanks.
What I forgot to ask if it is a national organization, hold on… I will check…after checking a bit I saw that there are many similar organizations with very comparable type programs. And so in conclusion, the best I can recommend is that if you live out of the area to do what I did, Google your areas specifically. Here it does appear we have a VIP of SW Florida and also another in Fort Myers and so if need be I am more than sure that you too will find some parallel organization akin to this one.
I do know that people who have had to deal with this visual challenge have had many supporters over the years, but it is always nice to find perhaps one that you might not have been aware of, hmm?
So good luck.

On that positive note, allow me to be the first to wish you all a very happy good night and ask you to kindly count all of your blessings and share those overages and we will too!

And next time please be here or be square, ya hear?

Tuesday, May 29, 2012

Watering my way into...

Here’s an ironic thing…since I have this hypothyroid new thingy for me, my body temperature is always a full degree or more lower than the norm of 98.6F, usually about 97.6F or as low as 96.7F And so I can go out into the pool with its temperature in the 82-84 degree Fahrenheit range and the morning air temperature of around 80-ish and still feel very comfortable, mind you this is all due to the lower thyroid function, amazing? No need for my cooling vest!
Oddly enough I was doing a bit of research on my medications to see what the side affects are.
And to my surprise my Dexilant for my acid reflux or GERD has two that seem to cause some ailments that were new to me, hmm?
Interestingly enough, one is the lower thyroid function and lo and behold my irritated constantly peepers AKA my eyes! But if I stop I might again choke in my sleep, but oddly enough, now get this my thyroid hormone can also cause choking…will I ever win this game of trying to be well?
Under further investigation is many of my meds also cause weight gain, five toll to date…something to think about, hmm?
We all know that I am an investigative type character who when she feels that a wrong has occurred makes sure that it is righted…well today I was vindicated once again.

Another nurse from the Health Department called me back this afternoon, this time a lovely person who is aptly named, Honey.
She called to let me know that it was a mistake and she knew this since she was the nurse who was there when I went in to see ‘doctor wonderful’ on the tenth of May, and that I did not need to make a return trip on the 23rd or 24th what-have-you and she called to rectify my need for refills on all my prescriptions not just the ones that were not filled for more than a one month supply, now for three months each! Ta da!
I know most of you are thinking I lost my cool, well I really did, and shame on me…but if you were in my position on blood pressure and cholesterol medication and had already seen the doctor for full price have you, never ever for free, sometimes even more or about the same as my Neurologist or my Ophthalmologist’s charges which is in the $42 to $62 price range out of my pocket not a co-pay and why it varies was according to how much they do, they explained. Than perhaps you too would be upset with them telling you that you missed an appointment that when they fit you in earlier they should have cancelled and the funny thing is it was crossed off my calendar since they let me come in sooner, how about that, hmm?

Any-who, they're many there who are decent people who have chosen the right profession to help people with respect and understanding and compassion.
My idea of what all healthcare workers should be, wasn’t Florence Nightingale the one that called them 'angels of mercy'?
Maybe not, but that is how I would like to think of all people who chose that field as their profession.
I respect the ones who do what they know is true and right as in all fields of working with the public, why not?

I again have spoken my mind on a topic that has over these last several years has become too much of a need for myself as well as a frustration when not given unselfishly and with the dual respect that I do believe it requires, all I am saying is that as with anything in life respect is a two way street…true?

On that how I think or over-think life’s issues, allow me to be the first to wish you all a very happy good night and ask you kindly to count all your blessings and share all your overages and we will too!

And next time please be here or be square, ya hear?

Monday, May 28, 2012

Memorial Day!

This day is to remember our fallen heroes and those who have survived the remainder of the injustices of wars, and why they fought for us.
“As Dr. Fears points out, there are basically three types of freedom: national, individual, and political.
National freedom is the independence of a political state—freedom from occupation or other foreign control.
Political freedom is the right of citizens of a political state to participate in government (through voting or acting as a representative) and to have a fair trial.
Individual freedom is the freedom to do and say what you will so long as you don’t hurt anyone—freedom of speech, assembly, religion, freedom to choose where you live or what job you do or don’t do, freedom to make money and spend it as you please.”
A thank you to the historic present wordpress, here is the site to copy and paste:

http://thehistoricpresent.wordpress.com/2010/09/28/what-are-the-freedoms-we-have-as-americans/

The reasoning of why we must hold this day in utmost reverence is due to what is written above, and the fact that more than ever that now we have an all volunteer armed services. That is not to say that those who were drafted for all those other wars and non-declared wars and all other political conflicts that caused our involvement and losses of too many of our peoples…so all the rest of us could celebrate them and our freedom to have grills of nouveau healthy cuisines, or old fashioned not so healthy but traditional ones… whatever your way to commemorate this day and the others coming up, Flag Day, June 14th, and The Fourth of July, Veterans Day, the eleventh of November, always take a moment to confirm the why we do what we do, okay?

Yes, we celebrate these memorial days with barbecues and fun games and water sports, and even fireworks for many, tis the season here in these United States, but again, if it were not for the ones who preserved all of that for us to have that ability, this day would never ever be needed to remember what they have done unselfishly for all of us.

Although, not a day goes by that we Americans are NOT proud of where we live and all that we have to be happy about and that is such a nice feeling… like we say if you can read this thank a teacher, if you have the right to read this thank someone in our military!

On that note of noteworthy respect for all, allow me to be the first to wish you all a very happy good night and to ask you to count all of your blessings and share your overages and we will too!

And next time please be here or be square ya hear?

PS here’s a site for the kiddies to access, just copy and paste: http://www.usmemorialday.org/backgrnd.html

Sunday, May 27, 2012

Astronaut food, minus the Tang and tubes!

Oh what fun it has become choosing to utilize the food processor that we have had for decades and yet did not use that often…
Smooth and creamy and aesthetically appealing are challenges for even those who feel that their homemade baby food days were over! Oops, did I say that?
Now please be objective when you view the dinner we had this evening…I would like to think it was nearly a salmon mousse, creamy mashed potatoes, and split peas with mushrooms moist medley made with love… After all I ate it too!



Not too ugly, quite colorful and eye catching I think, and did taste good too!

Now, we only have four and a half more days to go with trying for taste and creativity!

Hubby was a bit turned off, when I said that he reminded me of one of the Muppets.
You know the ones… the grumpy old men that sit up in the balcony and give their thought provoking commentary with their toothless mouthy expressions…
Hubby was brave enough for me to post his picture without those glistening Hollywood, future falsies, oops I meant teeth!
Are you ready? Are you sure that you are?


Well, here he is… I cannot understand why he was so shy about posing, but he was and so he wouldn’t see what I was doing he took off his glasses…HA!

Moving on…
Medical theories of mine will be under investigation in the upcoming weeks, but for now I will leave you wondering, I do understand that you too have inquiring minds.
But until I have all the facts, I will let it be just a future project that is in need of some more legit research.

Shorty tonight, whew I hear you!
Allow me to be the first to wish you all a very happy good night and ask you to kindly count all your blessings and share those overages and we will too!
And next time please be here or be square, ya hear?



Footnote: *(Hope I don’t get in trouble using this guy, all I did was take a picture of him online. He’s available to any who wish to utilize him, the site is: thanks to them I could express in pictorial form what Hubby knows is just a caricature of himself, I hope..: copy and paste if you so wish:
http://images.search.yahoo.com/images/view?back=http%3A%2F%2Fsearch.yahoo.com%2Fsearch%3Fei%3DUTF-8%26p%3Dgrumpy%2Bold%2Bmen%2Bmuppets&w=160&h=104&imgurl=www.bing.com%2Fimages%2Fsearch%3Fq%3Dgrumpy%2Bold%2Bmen%2Bmuppets%23focal%3Dbff29c147aa1e3658ee87c13ff7ddb75%26furl%3Dhttp%253a%252f%252fimages.mylot.com%252fuserImages%252fimages%252fpostphotos%252f2017336.jpg&size=&name=search&rcurl=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.bing.com%2Fimages%2Fsearch%3Fq%3Dgrumpy%2Bold%2Bmen%2Bmuppets%23focal%3Dbff29c147aa1e3658ee87c13ff7ddb75%26furl%3Dhttp%253a%252f%252fimages.mylot.com%252fuserImages%252fimages%252fpostphotos%252f2017336.jpg&rurl=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.bing.com%2Fimages%2Fsearch%3Fq%3Dgrumpy%2Bold%2Bmen%2Bmuppets%23focal%3Dbff29c147aa1e3658ee87c13ff7ddb75%26furl%3Dhttp%253a%252f%252fimages.mylot.com%252fuserImages%252fimages%252fpostphotos%252f2017336.jpg&p=grumpy+old+men+muppets&type=&no=3&tt=115&oid=http%3A%2F%2Fts3.mm.bing.net%2Fimages%2Fthumbnail.aspx%3Fq%3D4597896218346298%26id%3D99bd62e05339b277be54a4ba0f81537e&tit=The+grumpy+old+men+from+the+show&sigr=15l2cc42l&sigi=15e41j4kb&sigb=120na95g6&fr=yfp-t-701-s)

Saturday, May 26, 2012

Pureed barbecue chicken, but wait there's more...

I have come to the conclusion as Hubby has that in order to get through this next week we must pretend that he is an astronaut, huh?
I hear you all say; well I suppose I cannot really hear you say that.
Go with me here, since until he receives those new pearly whites his and my diet will and has been consisting of pureed foods of the unexpected…
Do any of you remember what the astronauts ate?
Oh, you do?
Good for you!
Well, for all those who don’t have that perfect recall allow me to remind them, tube food was what they, the astronauts used to eat… and to be honest I have no idea what they eat now, but give me a few minutes… think of something while I search, oh okay, here it is…just copy and paste the below site…

http://images.search.yahoo.com/images/view?back=http%3A%2F%2Fsearch.yahoo.com%2Fsearch%3Fei%3DUTF-8%26p%3Dastonaut%2Bfood&w=160&h=118&imgurl=www.bing.com%2Fimages%2Fsearch%3Fq%3Dastonaut%2Bfood%23focal%3Dcdb24c8b202a12773ee23f0e4885d7ec%26furl%3Dhttp%253a%252f%252f3.bp.blogspot.com%252f_RLAiIu23kKE%252fSwPXKyNSCCI%252fAAAAAAAAA1I%252f5M_rLFhZtqQ%252fs1600%252fpictures-of-space-food-9.jpg&size=&name=search&rcurl=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.bing.com%2Fimages%2Fsearch%3Fq%3Dastonaut%2Bfood%23focal%3Dcdb24c8b202a12773ee23f0e4885d7ec%26furl%3Dhttp%253a%252f%252f3.bp.blogspot.com%252f_RLAiIu23kKE%252fSwPXKyNSCCI%252fAAAAAAAAA1I%252f5M_rLFhZtqQ%252fs1600%252fpictures-of-space-food-9.jpg&rurl=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.bing.com%2Fimages%2Fsearch%3Fq%3Dastonaut%2Bfood%23focal%3Dcdb24c8b202a12773ee23f0e4885d7ec%26furl%3Dhttp%253a%252f%252f3.bp.blogspot.com%252f_RLAiIu23kKE%252fSwPXKyNSCCI%252fAAAAAAAAA1I%252f5M_rLFhZtqQ%252fs1600%252fpictures-of-space-food-9.jpg&p=astronaut+food&type=&no=1&tt=113&oid=http%3A%2F%2Fts1.mm.bing.net%2Fimages%2Fthumbnail.aspx%3Fq%3D4509407024316692%26id%3Dd2ca18f9bfb95aaea3d1d6ea00b12de3&tit=Lounge+Pictures%3A+Food+and+drink+The+Astronaut&sigr=16s4i7diu&sigi=16l24lima&sigb=11n21mn6o&fr=yfp-t-701

Or…go to this one and copy and paste it, your choice: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Space_food

I see that their menus have improved, but believe me when years ago they ate out of tubes you had to squeeze to get the food out of; imagine that!

The reason I brought this up is that since Hubby is sadly on hold with waiting on his new smile arriving after he again jumps through the hoops of the process… it was either calling his bizarre diet ‘baby food’ or a more manly adult name of ‘ASTRONAUT FOOD!’ LOL! Mine too! Who knows this could be the diet I have been waiting for…

Any-way, you slice it its no fun for me or him…it’s a holiday weekend and we are both house bound! Can’t even use our own barbecue to make those traditional Memorial Day foods… hamburgers or hot dogs etc and he draws the line at those being pureed,ha…you know what I mean, darn!
Although, to be truthful Hubby in all his toothless glory was courageous enough to venture out… to pick up some more grocery supplies…

So far I did puree that barbecue chicken, homemade soups of tomato (last night) and vegetable soup consisting of cauliflower spinach, mushrooms, potato, and broth and a few other secret ingredients (his first night)…tonight’s menu consisted of black bean soup with chorizo sausage (just one small one) and onions and garlic, I did put mine over a bit of brown rice and we had apple sauce for dessert, not in the soup, but I bet you knew that.

We also both enjoy Greek yogurt, Oikos, yes, the one that John Stamos advertises, that cutey. Hubby’s with honey, a natural anti-biotic and mine with blueberries or strawberries they have seeds not good for Hubby at this time, and those are for our in between snacks, ya gotta have em , ya know? Sure you do.
And of course the very soft milky scrambled egg, Carnation Instant Breakfast, and oatmeal too…boy what a variety hmm?
Maintaining a healthy diet is a challenge right now… but he doesn’t know about my plan to puree that salmon that’s in the freezer tomorrow night that I will be adding in some cream cheese, ya know it just kinda goes together, hmm? Probably a side dish of that left over bean soup, who knows … where this may all lead, nah, yuck!… but if it does lead to a new trend, that all of you would like to copy, go right ahead, hmm?

Any-who, any other concepts for our sort of gourmet healthy diet, would be welcomed, but keep in mind Hubby will be gumming the food products so now no lumps or bumps or sharp thingies can be involved in the recipe please!

On that silly note of not much note, thank heavens this inconvenience is only a temporary glitch/ blip in time… and a bit of fun to try to contend with and so allow me to wish you all a very happy good night and ask you kindly to count all your blessings and we will too!

And next time please be here or be square, ya hear?

Friday, May 25, 2012

Me too...

How could two words mean so much and become so profound.
Well, since you asked, I will tell you and to me it was my reasoning that I have espoused over and over again right on here in this venue…of me SPEAKING MY MIND!
Howie Mandel was on The Talk today, on CBS a women panel, a clone of the View on ABC, when some thing is good of course they copy it, and he told a little anecdote about when he first met Howard Stern as a guest, back in 1999 on Stern’s radio show.
Any-who, what he said, now this is not verbatim, but the gist of the interview which was extensive and quite entertaining: that after their time was up and he was about to leave someone had sneezed, I might have gotten this wrong, but they touched the door knob to the exit door that Howie needed to use to go out. He asked for a tissue or someone to open the door for him, and Howard thought it was odd and said go ahead just open the door, but Howie started to get very upset and anxious and said no I can’t, some one must open it for me…Howard was very insistent and said come on you’re standing right there, just open it, meanwhile Howie is getting more upset and panicky and persistent saying that he could not…Howard was relentless telling him sure you can, and Howie without realizing that this whole conversation was still on air, said NO I CAN’T! I have O. C. D, Obsessive Compulsive Disorder! And with that someone opened the door and Howie ran out to the New York City streets realizing what had happened and thought now my career is over, no one will hire me ever again, and I shamed my family and no one will understand and perhaps I should end it all… And just when he was thinking all these life changing negative options… Someone came up to him and asked him if he was really Howie Mandel and he said yes, and the man said I heard your interview on the Howard Stern Show just a little while ago and you know something, me too.
Yes, he too had O.C.D. and thanked Howie for telling everyone about his own.

Helping others can happen when we least expect it and so sharing is where the true compassion can come from to prove that we as beings on this planet are never ever really alone…and if we think we are, shout louder and tell someone how you feel and listen to what they have to say, and you know something you will never ever be alone ever again!

I know that some think this is just dirty laundry being aired here, but no, in my mind it is realizing that we are all more alike than different. And each and every day that I am on this planet, called earth, I am more proud of that feeling…
We all have bad days and good days and we all have horrid times and incredible times that make you smile from ear to ear and that my friends …IS CALLED LIFE, and we all share that commonality, thank goodness! Because, me too!
YES, ME TOO MY FRIENDS!

On that bit of an upbeat story, allow me to wish you all a very happy good night and ask you to kindly count all your blessings and share those overages and we will too!

And next time please be here or be square, ya hear?

Thursday, May 24, 2012

Thursday, a day that will go down in infamy!

Perhaps a wee bit too much descriptive wise, and than again, not really…Are you all ready to hear how our day really went?
Nay, you say, well too bad you are already my captive audience, right? Sure you are…and so ready or not, here I go…
And I must tell you that what I am about to say is all true…but slightly enhanced for poetic licensing, okay?

Remember Hubby’s last night gigantic smile?
Well, shortly after that photo op he gagged and had to remove those new objectionable features of not so artful appliances of facsimiles of the real thingies!
His mouth was full of that ruby gold liquid and not a Vampire or Vampira in sight, oh no, not a one!

The pain was not that bad, but the fit was horrendous.
In stead of tightening as he had been told verbally and also on the paperwork that they would they were so loose he could invite the neighborhood into his mouth!

Now on those worry wart phone calls back and forth I had made while his procedure was underway the tech told me that he should not take them out since the pressure worked as if a band aide, which sounded logical to me.
And so with all that Hubby was going through I told him to put them back in, and he said the doctor said that he could take them out and use the gauze instead with his mouth close to work to do the same thing. And so we called to see what the doctor thought and she called back and of course Hubby was correct and she added if the bleeding doesn’t let up use warm tea bags between his gums, huh?
Thankfully, we never had to try it.

He had been given anti-biotics and pain meds and had to also get more gauze than what they gave to him. And he was taking it all, but with that he was cold even with it all and so I almost gave him some non-aspirin pain reliever, but than I was concerned with all his other meds, so we opted for those slipper socks that they give you in the hospital and a blanket, and it worked!
In order to sleep without ending up in a pool of that ruby gold fluid we decided to use a new, of course, plastic garbage bag with a clean white towel over it for a more comfy washable surface and protection for the pillow under it all. And it was a good thing, what Hubby thought was only two spots of you know what was more like a splattering or fire storm of it…gosh and he wasn’t even dizzy!
Once awake I soaked the towel in cold water and Chlorox two and did a small cold wash in the machine and all was well again, like it never ever happened.
Unfortunately, his new denture saga is going to go on…since today when he went back to get them to check the fit, with them in a paper towel and Ziploc baggie, the Doc said to Hubby that they made them all wrong and now he has to start all over without teeth for the next week, although they did give him the ill fitting top ones to, we have no idea what for since when he puts them in his upper lip bulges out and so he is now toothless and denture-less for the next eight days, until next Friday! The molds start again Tuesday…boo hoo I cry for you my Hubby!


Moving on…
And my last couple of days has been very frustrating, nah maddening too.
I called in three of my prescriptions, my Baclofen and my blood pressure and cholesterol medication, and told the pharmacist that the two from the regular doctor’s office at the Health Department had no refills left and that she would have to fax them as usual, no problem, the Baclofen is from my neurologist which has plenty of refills always.
And so today I get a phone call saying that since I did not show up for my appointment yesterday that they would not refill my blood pressure or cholesterol medications, huh?

That appointment was canceled since they fit me in on the tenth! And I did not need to see the doctor since he called me back with the results and said that too!

Well, with the holiday weekend I was justifiably concerned and panicky and so I let them know that they goofed, not me and that I needed those medications to not have any bad health ramifications!
Actually what I said, in anger mind you, is that if I have a stroke and end up in the hospital that they would get the bill!
Not nice of me, but I was very, very angry and in my mind rightfully so!
Any-who, the fellow Chris a RN at the department of ‘we will help you if you scream loud enough’ called back and said that he took care of it and called my pharmacy and that it was all taken care of, whew!
But short lived, you see the pharmacy when I called them back to verify and ask them to use their free delivery service due to Hubby’s ills and me no longer driving and I gave them my card over the phone, to the pharmacist.
Pinki said that he did not give me any refills, just the one month supply!
And so, I guess you all know what I did… I will tell you just to make sure, yep, I called them back, that dear sweet Chris RN fellow, and got his voice mail… and yelled into it asking if he was playing games or what, since he didn’t really, did he?
What he calmly explained to me, and I do have more respect for him now is that as a RN he was not authorized to give me the refills only to give me enough to get through the holiday, but he made them a months’ worth until he checked with my doctor on Tuesday. Okay I said…and again wished him a good day and a happy holiday weekend and suggested to have a class on teaching bedside manner and another on proper ways to communicate with patients. That we are not all dumb as they treat us…more than they realize that we do want to know what is going on specifically in reference to what’s what on our own medical issues.

In the end Hubby is doing unusually well, mouth healing wise, and my medication was delivered.
And so, I hate being so angry with these things but I also hate my circumstances that makes some feel that I am a second class citizen with them having a right to mistreat us, hmm?
We, the nouveau poor are just as worthy of being treated with dignity as anyone else, and all that I was trying to do was make them realize that I did not make THAT mistake that they did! Recap: That THEY should have cancelled that appointment since THEY fit me in earlier, and than the medicine issue would have been handled appropriately and no problem would have occurred!

On that note of standing up for yourself, even when you cannot really stand, allow me to be the first to wish you all a very happy good night and ask you to kindly count all your blessings and share your overages and we will too!

And next time please be here or be square, ya hear?

Wednesday, May 23, 2012

A smile in waiting...

Hubby is in route to home via the pharmacy; he didn’t want me there for his big day for his extractions and denture installation. Oh its not that he doesn’t want to share, it’s just that he would be in the room for two hours without me being allowed in and he felt it would be better for me to wait at home.
Difficult, I did call there a couple of times to see how it was going, and they called me back on procedures and how it was going. He did call me three times but talking is difficult and the wait for the prescriptions was more than a half an hour.
He is still not here, waiting is hard, and knowing what to make him for dinner or not is up to him.
We had a larger than usual lunch, hot open faced chicken sandwiches with peas, here in our own dinette via me.
We have liquid instant breakfast and mashed potatoes here
And other liquid type foods, soups. I do have an emulsion machine to puree anything he may want or need. We have ice packs ready to go in the freezer.
He is here now!
Will continue a little later, yep this will be late tonight, but that’s okay… right?

Letting pictures speak for themselves is something I did learn as a wee kinder back in the day, and so here’s my offering to all of you


What a guy, less than two hours from violent surgery of extractions and he gives us all a gigantic SMILE!
It’s back! And he went for the Hollywood white color, why not, aren’t most everyone getting those teeth whitening products and professional whitening too and his were built in, another twofer!
Pain is now, a dealing with thing for a while and talking too is iffy but all should be good soon… not to mention the need to figure out what to eat and then how to eat it…

On all those realistic trials for his smiles… gotta love the guy and I do… no more abscesses or nasty runs to emergency with a cheek swollen looking as if worse was happening… HOORAY!

On that bit of happiness for someone I love, allow me to be the first to wish you all a very happy good night and ask you to kindly count all you blessings and share those overages and we will too!

And next time please be here or be square,ya hear?

PS A sad, very sad note: And for that thirty-four year old mother of two who passed away today, the daughter-in-law of a dear Facebook friend Krisi and her husband Sal, pray that their memories of the joy of their loved one, will sustain all of them and wash away their forever sadness.

PSS please know as he does; sometimes you just have to do what you have to do…
And as we all know a smile is priceless! It creates those memories of happiness.

Tuesday, May 22, 2012

Knowing what to do on your own and when to ask for help ...

Or allowing the help to be received from someone else, is occasionally hard to do, but may be something that with thoughtful logic should be accepted and used.
And so that is how my day went.

Bragging about being able to muddle through all this junk called bureaucracy has become a personal effort to maintain some dignity in my healthcare network.
The main objective is to utilize what has been there for all of us to use when the need arises without guilt.
Being in a precarious situation without healthcare insurance these last few years is quite ironic to me.
Since prior to October of 2006 we were well insured and were able to maintain a wellness without stress of how or where to attain it.
And so over the last few years, since then, I have had to delve into the deepest areas of non-profits and others that were willing to give you what they provide for all who fit their criteria, and I have met that mold way too often.
Although, many are not uniform to one another, so it has been a wait and see, type process.
For some of them income is the most important thing and others it is the fact you do not have any insurance, and others it is just a competitive market “healthcare’ and they sincerely barter or bargain with their products pricing.
Shocking, you say?
Well, I am here tonight to tell you that thanks to ole junior high chum, daughter of Mom Clara I will be saving a large chunk of change on those medical ultrasounds that were requested by, my modern day, Dr. Welby clone, and he called today, this morning actually, personally to give me my blood work results, and I will get back to that later, okay?
The name of the company that has resolved my latest dilemma is Life Line Screening out of Cleveland Ohio, just copy and paste this site: http://www.lifelinescreening.com/default.aspx?sourcecd=BING001&utm_source=bing&utm_medium=cpc&utm_term=lifeline+screening&utm_campaign=Branded_Lifeline+Screening Toll free number is 1-800-449-2350 call from 8A.M. to 9 P.M. EST Monday through Friday.
But the only hitch is that they come to your area at just certain times of the year and you have choices that you can make, I had three dates to choose from and although I did not choose the earliest date I chose the one when they would be the closest to us in July only three and half miles away, perfect! Five diagnostic tests including the two the doctor requested, for a very reasonable price of only $149 for the whole caboodle! And no medical scripts required and they will email you the results or mail them snail mail for a three dollar fee, or send them to your doctor or whatever. Thanks again ole chum, and to think I thought my deals were better than this and almost didn’t take her up on this. You see over the years I have received like most of all of you lotsa junk mail with what I consider to be too good to be true offers, you know the ones, hmm?
And so not having known anyone who had taken advantage of this thing, which I do believe they also sent me previous offers and I always wondered how they got my name, hmm?
So perhaps I even called them and questioned them about that, but I do not recall at this time…you know I always wonder about that sort of thing, when you don’t request something and yet they send it to you.
Any-who, when this particular ole chum put her stamp of approval on it, since her sadly deceased for eight years husband who was an attorney for over thirty years and if you think I am leery too of the too good to be true offers, she makes me look like chopped liver in that realm. And the clincher, although, she is well insured, she had taken advantage of their offer herself, so that is what sold me!
And me being me had to share this new resource with every non-profit I could call and so I did, what a day of joy!
A purpose, a reason, once again for me to help someone too and quite a few, since I contacted the clinic and the county, 211 services number, and they thanked me, and again I feel obligated to thank ole CHUM!
OK, enough gushing; it does become unflattering when you do it too much, hmm?

Back to my other good news via my Marcus Welby doc…my test results my A1C for the diabetes test was 6.0 it went down from 6.3, still not a diabetic but 6.5 is borderline or pre he warned; now on with the thyroid test not done fasting which he feels was a wash, but this time only slightly higher not enough for intervention or medication increase.
So I am good, I guess and when I mentioned that I would be going the Life Line route for those tests he ordered he said make sure that he gets the results.

Dear Mary, longest in the ole chum pal line, please know that our prayers are nightly here for you and that we are hoping that the horrid surgery that you had to endure was the end all to the problem and that your biopsy will be benign, like mine!

And to all those out there with anything causing you any immediate or perceived futuristic health issues, remember to find what works for you and be your own advocate and if someone can help you, let them.

Moving on to more good stuff, today I again dipped into our backyard pool and enjoyed it quite a bit, my fourth time in the last week or so, maybe two?

Any-who, on that note of noteworthy news, allow me to be the first to wish you all a very happy good night and ask you to kindly count all your blessings and share those overages and we will too!

And next time please be here or be square, ya hear?

Monday, May 21, 2012

Half the battle of being me is being wrong so much of the time...

And knowing that admitting what you may have judged was not corrected soon enough or having the patience to wait for all the facts to come in… even when you know that you did ask the right questions…
Below is what I am talking about, you’ll understand once you read.

“They removed her entire thyroid and two large goiters. Large scary incision laterally across her whole throat. All in all, a tough go for my little Mary but she's a brave little trooper and forced herself to go out to a local little restaurant the night after her surgery. In fact, barely 48 hours had passed. I didn't want her to risk it but she insisted. Paid for it a bit the next day but so far, I think she's getting through it pretty darn effectively. I will keep you posted on her progress but so far - so good. Keep your fingers crossed re: the biopsy results. That's the next big hurdle.” And so her brother Joe has messaged me today.

And so I Googled the information and here’s part of what I uncovered, below:
“Goiters and thyroid nodules causing unwanted symptoms or adversely affect a person's health require treatment, often thyroid surgery. These situations include:
• Large goiters that are uncomfortable or cause breathing difficulties or swallowing.
• Multinodular goiters, particularly those that constrict airways, the esophagus or blood vessels.
• Thyroid nodules that have an indeterminate diagnosis or are deemed suspicious for cancer after biopsy.
• Nodular goiter causing hyperthyroidism (overactive thyroid) where treatment with radioactive iodine or anti-thyroid medications are not an option
• Goiters or nodules that are malignant (thyroid cancer)
A thyroidectomy is a surgical procedure to remove all (total thyroidectomy) or part of the thyroid gland (partial thyroidectomy). Patients may also need to take the drug levothyroxine, an oral synthetic thyroid hormone, after surgery dependent on the how much of the gland is removed.
What is a goiter?

Goiter refers to enlargement of the thyroid gland, a butterfly shaped organ draped around the front and sides of the windpipe (or trachea) in the lower part of the neck. (Figure 1)”
For more information copy and paste the rest of this sites information: http://endocrine.surgery.ucsf.edu/conditions--procedures/goiter.aspx

Fascinating stuff, and we all should be more aware of a much misunderstood part of our glandular system that has so much control over metabolism. I, myself have been going through a Hypothyroid experience that the doctor is still working on to regulate on how much thyroid hormone I should be on. The doubling of it months ago may be doubled again.
Thus I also found out the reasoning for my carotid ultrasound, killing two birds with one stone as a diagnostic tool, for my possible blocked arteries and my thyroid, a twofer.
Being an old pro with surgeries, that is having fourteen over many years, most all insured… I too believe what will be , but if I were insured my concerns would be that much less… even if I do go for the ultrasounds, eventually the tummy one too and they find something then what?
Are there organizations that will help me for any of those?
We have maxed out our non interest payment account and to be honest that has to be paid off monthly at a few hundred bucks a month… And so I will not worry until necessary, and will postpone until there is a reason to be concerned, right? RIGHT!

We all know my dangers of thinking too much…but I call it being prepared, shouldn’t we all be?
Who was prepared for getting chronic ills?
Not me.
I know that I chose not to pay $376 a month with a $2000 for everything and also a $500 deductible for medications to the federal government for the pre-existing plan; such a good deal, for whom?
What would you do?
That’s a good portion of our monthly income and we have bills like everyone else.
To be honest I had considered it, with my additional income coming in with my own social security payments starting in a couple of months, but our lives are bare nuts and bolts now , enough already! I can possibly bank some of that for what comes up in emergencies or pay off Hubby’s bill earlier than the eighteen months, and our appliances, are getting older, our air-conditioner too, and the car is eleven this August, so one never knows does one?
Much to consider, hmm?

While I am thinking our fate, and suppositions in all occurrences, allow me to be the first to wish you a very happy good night and ask you to kindly count all your blessings and share your overages and we will too!

And next time please be here or be square, ya hear?

Sunday, May 20, 2012

Have you an unusual name?

My real name is not that common and so I have considered and begun starting to Google others with the same name, as well as a search on Facebook.
Interesting little project, since not too many exist, and so the idea was short lived.
I told you all that I have too much time on my hands, and this is my proof!
All this suggests that it is a harmless experiment.

Today was a quiet day on the home front, which I suppose you all realize from my lack of ingenuity to create something more useful or beneficial to do and that can be a good thing…
Yesterday, the declaration of a named storm, Alberto in the Atlantic, our first in the season was hovering over South Carolina, and now is about a hundred and five miles north of Savannah Georgia and it was so out of the usual that it did make our news. It has sustained winds of fifty miles an hour with gusts to sixty-five, now lowered to sixty.
Not a hurricane, and will not become one, but a tropical storm and worthy to be named.
We have had winds that powerful with just normal rainstorms not at this time of the year, in the winter.
This one made the news due to it being earlier than the average systems, but the last time this happened was in 2003, so the weather pros say.
And they all seem to state it has no bearing on the seasons storms, which the meteorologists that work on these things have said that we are not in for a more than average predictable season of such thingies.

I would be amiss if I did not congratulate and send best wishes to Mr. and Mrs. Mark Zuckerberg on their nuptials yesterday. He married a doctor, a pediatrician; she is his inspiration for his new app for organ donations; and I am more than sure that his parents are very happy, Mazol Tov to everyone involved in their family and friends too!

There is something to be said for marrying your best friend, and they really knew each other when, that is as students at Harvard. Too bad Mark was a drop out, and I do wonder with her education and being a doctor whatever will they be able to talk about? KIDDING!
But in most relationships similar backgrounds are supposed to help… but not with ours, we are extreme opposites in our backgrounds,… but in spite of that we are married forty-one years and still going strong, knew each other for a mere three and a half prior to that. So there’s another concept shot to heck.
We for instance are not of the same faith, our families were not of the same political parties, one set of parents were together until death did they part while the other were divorced, siblings were two biological for one, and the other a half and three steps for the that one… see way different.
But too same doesn’t work either, and the age that you marry has nothing to do with it either.
We were twenty and twenty-one, too young by many standards, but our one son waited until twenty-eight and divorced two years later and now is on his second wife… the other has chosen not to marry but have a chain of monogamous relationships, not our call… all I am saying is love is in the eye of the beholder and should adjust through the years to maintain that relationship.
But I have been here before and its none of my business what you do…, but in closing I will say one thing that is relevant, it’s the who you marry, that is, the one you love and truly love and can not imagine not being with, and when things get rough, and they do have a way of doing that, always remember why you fell in love in the first place and go there…without anger, and you will have your own long tales of love to reiterate to the next generation TA DA!

On that somewhat upbeat concept to ponder, allow me to be the first to wish you a very happy good night and ask you to kindly count your blessings and share those overages and we will too!

And next time please be here or be square, ya hear?

Saturday, May 19, 2012

Braces for adults, not, and major surgery, not yet?

Are euphemisms for medical procedures common in the land of delicacy of speech?
I seem to be dealing with people who either are embarrassed with normal aging procedures or are not ready for primetime explanations?
Take Hubby, now I do have his permission to discus what’s what with his surgical teeth procedures, finally!
He is getting dentures, a long time coming, his teeth have been bad for years and while still on a dental plan he had many bottom ones extracted but the bottom insert never fit properly, even with him going back to the dentist several times at that time, and so in the last few years he chose not to wear it…consequently his other teeth also took a turn for the worse, and he lost his smile, so sad… I wanted it back!
Financially, without any dental insurance, you see Medicare does not pay for this, and so we went the save up for it route and to finance the remainder in that no interest account that I have had to use for my emergency oral surgery, and also my cataract surgery, GE Care Credit. Mine were all done the beginning of this month and so with a bit saved and Hubby’s smile diminishing so much more, last week we started the whole shebang for him to get back those pearly whites, okay artificial ones but cosmetically enhanced, so trendy, hmm?
But aside for this being a big step for anyone at any age causing him a bit of anxiety, his sense of humor kicked in and tickled the dental tech and dentist as well, when they asked why he was there, he responded, “To get braces.” And they both laughed!
I would have told you all sooner, but I was asked not to say anything and I respected his privacy! But due to his cute joke about the braces we both decided that we should allow this to come out. I am more than sure many who read this also have them!

Now, dear sweet unselfish, loving and generous married mom (ten years ago I would not have needed to say that) of four, granny to eight, ye ole toddler-hood chum, biopsy went well, but they will not have the results until next week…huh?
The way her brother was talking I thought they were doing major surgery now that was touch and go due to its location, and to be honest I hope that she doesn’t need any of that and all is benign… but I was very worried.
Geez, I have had more than a half dozen biopsies, four breast (3 surgical and one needle), one throat, and one face a nasty lump (cheek) and one taken during a colonoscopy and all had to be waited for, for those results and Gosh that was hellish to do, and thankfully mine were all benign, and I was embarrassingly a smoker for over forty years with a family history of cancer all over the place!
I wish my ole pal well who was not a smoker, but scaring people who don’t need more worries is not right, that is until there is a reason to, which I pray never ever!
I will always pray for friends undergoing major miseries in their lives and hope that they will recover and all will turn out well for them and theirs when or if it turns into something more horrible I will pray harder… but we have to know what’s what, before that horror invades our system of total realization and compassion…otherwise it is wasteful energy that we can spend elsewhere where it is really needed. Does that sound odd to you?
I still would like to let all the people I know that I love you and will always worry about you, if necessary, but if all is well or in flux, than I will wait to know what to do, okay?
Actually, worrying is not good ever.
And that is why I will definitely only become concerned when I know the facts.

Bringing us back to Hubby and why it took nearly six years for this tooth thingy to happen, me.
No insurance, and me not qualifying for many programs since we fell between the cracks and we ended up paying off quite a few things for me monthly; I almost goofed up this latest chance for Hubby with again my need for medical intervention. The blood work appears to be covered this time but not those ultrasounds and I did price them out and I will be able to have one of them next month probably the carotid artery ones since those are more serious for out of pocket expense and the other , stomach after, I hope…
Sure I will, no worry be happy!

Listen peeps if I offended anyone with my unusual reasoning than I am very sorry, and please allow me to be the first to wish you all a very happy good night and ask you to kindly count all your blessings and share those overages and we will too!

And next time please be here or be square, ya hear?

PS bad teeth have been linked to heart disease and other major illnesses, so be sure to take care of them before they have to come out at night, okay?

Friday, May 18, 2012

Lucky us!

Living in this place, called ‘Paradise’ AKA Florida, this allows for us to swim for nearly six months out of the year or longer depending on your coldwater tolerance.
Our air is undeniably warm for more than nine months a year, and occasionally longer.
But due to cooler nights our water tends to cool off even in backyard pools.
I know it may seem odd in such a warm climate to have solar panels to warm our pools but most do, and we did too until ours ripped off of our roof due to nasty winds.
But in reality cooler is better with air temps rising so high; it is more refreshing to have that plunge of not too hot.
And so again this morning before our pool became air warmed. I again did go into a lovely eighty-three degree Fahrenheit temperature pool in our own backyard.
Interestingly our bird feeder and bird bath are in the flight path over the pool, which on occasion can mean having a bit of seed in the pool. Oddly enough, though, the birds seemed to have gotten used to me over the years splashing, since they continue to eat and bathe as I look on; although, last year I did not go into the pool, due to a deep realistic fear.
If any recall, that is when I found my heat sensitivity to be tremendously activated by even the slightest deviation in temperatures, eighty degrees Fahrenheit was my limitation for comfort or I would have to wear my cooling vest.
Now, it appears with this hypothyroid thingy and my body temperature dropping to lower than the average my tolerance has gotten better with the heat, I suppose that makes sense in an odd way and is nearly a cure for the problem? I did spend about a total of forty-five minutes in the pool, with a break in between due to finger tips shriveling. Mom’s all over the world used to say that was when we should get out of the water, WOW, some things just stick with you, don’t they?
Who knows…?
Moving on…
Hubby’s procedures are in increments and since I have mentioned that he had gone that first time he has had another visit for his teeth and more to come until the actual surgery. His blood pressure seems to be moderating and he was given something to calm his nerves, which is what his PA, yes another physicians assistant felt was necessary since his blood pressure was rising from, the anxiety of the upcoming surgery.
Sure, that makes sense; we all get that, logically, don’t we?
In a small way that is somewhat of a relief, being a normal reaction.

As far as my ole, ole friend from toddler-hood goes about her odd surgery, no news has been passed on and so we are in a wait and see mode. I keep checking hers and her brother’s site to see if anything was posted and not even from their other family members which are many; not one word on how she is doing…
When I know, you will know too.

Meanwhile, ole school chum, from junior high, her Mom Clara is stable and (my friend’s) niece/ (who is her Mom’s) granddaughter and (my friend’s)great niece / (who is her Mom’s) great granddaughter, got that? They have now moved in, and that must be so nice to have a support system like that I am more than sure!

On that bit of this and that’s, allow me to be the first to wish you all a very happy good night and ask you to kindly count all your blessings and share those overages and we will too!
And next time please be here or be square, ya hear?

Thursday, May 17, 2012

Words, words, words...

As we all know those of us who live in English speaking nations, usually do speak English, correct?
Than why is it that semantics, make me crazy!
I constantly second guess what people mean when they write it down, and you know it is not my fault since our language has too many words with too many different meanings! Have you noticed?
Take the below example, a simple uncomplicated, usual word that most would think means a problem, TROUBLE; but, oh no!
Too simplistic in your logical way of thinking, it really means so much more! And if you examine what I found in only one dictionary that is used by many English speaking folks you will be amazed! I know I was, but we all know I have way too much time on my hands…

1. 1) trouble (verb)
2. 2) trouble (noun)
3. trouble light (noun)
4. trouble man (noun)
5. trouble spot (noun)
6. double-trouble (noun)
7. tramp's-trouble (noun)
8. borrow (verb)
1trou•ble
verb \ˈtrə-bəl\
trou•bledtrou•bling\ˈtrÉ™-b(É™-)liÅ‹\
Definition of TROUBLE
transitive verb
1
a : to agitate mentally or spiritually : worry, disturb b (1) archaic : mistreat, oppress (2) : to produce physical disorder in : afflict c : to put to exertion or inconvenience
2
: to put into confused motion
intransitive verb
1
: to become mentally agitated : worry
2
: to make an effort : be at pains
— trou•bler \-b(É™-)lÉ™r\ noun
See trouble defined for English-language learners »
See trouble defined for kids »
Examples of TROUBLE
1. The accusations troubled him deeply.
2. I'm troubled by his strange behavior.
3. I don't mean to trouble you, but I have a question.
Origin of TROUBLE
Middle English, from Anglo-French trubler, from Vulgar Latin *turbulare, from *turbulus agitated, alteration of Latin turbulentus — more at turbulent
First Known Use: 13th century
Related to TROUBLE
Synonyms: bother, fear, fret, fuss, stew, stress, sweat, worry
Antonyms: accommodate, favor, oblige”
Thanks to Webster Dictionary on line

Many of us daily use words without over-thinking what they actually mean, hmm?
Take the word ‘fend’ which does means to care for yourself, while fen means a bog, marsh or some other such wetland… oops!
I wrote fen when I should have written fend in an email earlier today! Oh well…
Gosh, this whatever is going on in my wee brain can be a laugh a minute or as embarrassing as toilet paper on your shoe…
But I digress, words in closing are always a learning experience when we grow older let’s say, hmm?
Just keeping up with the newest and the latest catch phrases can be a wild ride… and sure enough who could complain about that!
Moving on…
The queen of disco died today, Donna Summer after a long battle with breast cancer, she was sixty three, and had two homes here in Florida she passed away in her Naples home and she will be sorely missed by all who knew her and enjoyed her style… Her Last Dance was saved for today.

On that sad but noteworthy note, allow me to wish you all a very happy good night and ask you all kindly to count your blessings and share those overages and we will too!

And next time please be here or be square, ya hear?

Wednesday, May 16, 2012

Surprise, surprise!

Unnecessary aggravation once again, wouldn’t you know it?
Whatever is she talking about? Yes, Tobi, what are you speaking about?
Okay and so I will tell you, but you must listen closely…
Well, this older friend, and easier to contend with familiar body was here all of the time, I just did not realize that I had access to it; now, how about that?
Still no clue of what I am referring to?
Okay, than I will confess I have felt your curiosity burning a hole through this mechanism, my personal techno marvel; are you all ready?
YES! I think I hear you say…
Are you sure? SURE AM!
Sure you are…
Any-who…
It was here all of the time; right before my very eyes if I only looked more carefully I would have noticed the option… to return to…the original FORMAT!
Aha, you say, nope, you didn’t say that, did you?
Simplicity is once again at my fingertips with paragraphing as it should be and a neater and more uncluttered look to behold, TA DA and HOORAH!
If that guy in the CenturyLink commercial can think that they, i.e. their product, are a gift from above, why not me, I say! And I was not blasphemous at all, using the word, ‘behold’, I think, just creative, hmm?
And I am more than sure that biblical words were written to be utilized in massive population in our general language, or not.
Nah, yep they were! COOL!
And so I did.
Frustration on now what to discuss tonight… oh, well, Hubby may have a slight glitch in his plans, since his doctor’s office called and want to see him before he starts any oral surgical procedures and so now he will be going in there, before he goes through any of it!
I think it is a good idea to be safe not sorry.
We both tried Googling info on the Novocain causing a rise in the blood pressure and this time Hubby got the goods on the matter from a dentist online.
Yes, it does appear to cause a rise for only minutes, or it even could be blamed on white coat syndrome, which many suffer from, but making sure is always a good idea, and so he will.

Moving on …
Another ole chum from further back in my life, from when I was mere year and a half old, Mary, my friend oldest of eleven. The one followed in her Mom’s footsteps with a career as an R.N., is undergoing an unusual surgery tomorrow “for what we hope is just a goiter in a strange place, leaning on her aorta, top of lung and esophagus.”
So her brother Joe has told me, and I sent to him a message to give her that she would be in our prayers and also to send her our love too, and I would hope that all of you would be kind enough to do that too?
She is a wonderful woman besides her vocation who works in a “wonderful loving nursing home with the elderly; she is very happily married for 42 years, has 4 wonderful children, 2 boys, twin girls, 2 lovely daughter-in-laws, and 8 gorgeous grandchildren. She is blessed!” I paraphrased her own words from her Facebook page.

We have helped a ninety-one year old survive with all your prayers and love espousing voraciously and so this gal who just celebrated her birthday yesterday who is my age of consent, needs to be around for a very long time to do what she does so well, and that is being a loving and generous human being! So help with your prayers they are free, okay?

On that demanding need for your help, allow me to be the first to wish you all a very happy good night and ask you to kindly count all your blessings and share those overages and we will too!

And next time please be here or be square, ya hear?

PS and Hubby could use a few too, but don’t let him know I said that, okay; it’s just between us, alright? Shush all…!

Tuesday, May 15, 2012

Cold, hot, hot, cold, whatever does a gal do?

I do know that many a man has said that the messages a woman sends go back and forth just like my title, but that is NOT what I am speaking about! My temperature issue is causing me to go “what’s up”, since it is my personal body temperature that can’t seem to know what to do! Lows are low, as I have said before, in the 96-97F range and cause me to feel chilled, but highs are not that high, hovering around 99-100F range and make me feel hot and not in a good way, get your mind out of the gutter! Not that that is that severe, you say…well, what if I said that it was happening all in just one day? Not so funny, hmm? As I said before my blood-work was done again last week and I am still waiting on those results. Hope they shed some light on this situation. Update on my ultrasounds: are a no go by my angels; they say we are too rich to meet their criteria for their program now, oh well… And so I will have to wait until this summer, when I can afford to pay for them or get a better comparison price somewhere. Hubby had another mean injury today with his back; he bent down to pick up an intruder, AKA insect that came into our home from the outside, I hope, and that did another number on his already torn discs. My heart cries for him, but all I could do is prescribe some aspirin, which he did take. But in spite of that he decided to go to his prearranged dental appointment, and since he is to get oral surgery they took his blood pressure and if you all recall he is on medication for nearly a year already for that… well his blood pressure was up, 162/99, not good at all, considering he had taken his medication… oh worry! I did corral him to take it this afternoon and it did go back down a bit to 140/80, much better. Pain can cause blood pressure to rise, but I am sure you all know that. They asked at the dental office for his doctor to contact, since they will be administering Novocain to do what they need to do… but that can raise the blood pressure too and that’s the dilemma and so now we must wait to see if his medication needs to be tweaked some more. Moving on… Yes dear Floridians we are in RAINY SEASON it has begun, that means we are, and so our local weather guy just pronounced so I do believe it is true and it has officially been called ‘on’, as of May 8th, got that? Gosh, that was a week ago, where was I? OK, mostly inside. But I can see and hear it from here, really! And it does appear to be a regular visitor that we actually do need…since we are STILL in a drought, AMAZING! Yes, it does take a lot of that wet stuff to change that. And so personally, now that we are REALLY in the RAINY SEASON, I am more than hopeful that someday, that it might even be this week that when we journey out into the world…We could get wet! Big smile here! No problem with that… don’t you just love a gentle summer rain that cools the way too hot day? On that idea to ponder, allow me to be the first to wish you all a very happy good night and ask you kindly to count all your blessings and share those overages and we will too! And next time please be here or be square, ya hear?

Monday, May 14, 2012

As a younger woman I did go to a creative writing workshop and learned...

That writing is a constant muscle that must be exercised as often as possible to be viable. So keeping a journal or diary or just notes of thoughts or ideas, writing stories or novellas or poetry or what-have-you that floats your boat is a very nice way to flex those wits that will continue to function if utilized wisely and habitually. So that brings me to my nightly ranting here, and now you know my dirty little secret that… I am just doing calisthenics here nightly to keep that last frontier of me lissome. Ha, there’s a fifty dollar word for you! Ain’t thesaurus’s great? Yes, even us grammatically challenge ones enjoy a good dusting off of an out of circulation word on occasion, hmm? My point is if you must know I have been writing now for the last fifty years with gusto! My first and only play was written in 1962, wow, I hear you saying, and yes it was in utero back then, kidding! My mom wouldn’t have liked that and no, I was a fully developed preteen, well not fully developed but a twelve year old girl, oops! Gosh, the cat is out of the bag! Okay, so now you know my ability to think goes way back… nah, of course not… Still not thinking well, that is. Oh, so you thought that I was referring to the age thingy, who cares about that, it is what it is…and we all know what not getting older means, so I enjoy growing older, even if it isn’t that gracefully except in my head, okay? No comment there, I see… or read…nada, nuttin, bupkis, how polite of all of you, shall I wait? Nah, this writing thing is pure escapism for me, and hopefully reading for you is that way too? It can be for me too. Of course we all like to read to become better informed, but than I suppose you wouldn’t be reading this, hmm? Reading or not reading is a choice that we can all make for ourselves, but spelling is a new and creative past-time these days… I do believe in the olden days what most do with texting today is what secretaries did with shorthand when taking notes were all done on paper with pencils or pens. Archaic, you say! No, the beginning of all this jazz! Go with me here… I do think that it could be its genesis; fracturing the English or any other language to be able to communicate your point as swiftly as possible in a personal coding that you and a few others grasp, hmm? But it has become a universal way to get your quick points across…and that amazes me. If I wrote this in coded text that wouldn’t be that well understood, since I apparently would have to make up my own and than teach all of you what I was saying here, too complicated…just another odd thought and I have a million of them as most of you know. Below is a sampling of my writing with the vintage exposed. I have been published in books and newspapers. I even had a couple of By-lines in the local one… And still I entrap my ordinary but verbose essays complimentary here nightly for your enjoyment without fanfare! Gotta love to do anything you do and this is one of my high points of my day, that is barring family, including four-footed ones or friends or others who fit the bill of caring about…you get the idea… Here is this oldie but goodie, that was originally written to go along with an older lady in our Writer’s Workshop that I wrote it for to celebrate her birthday…enjoy… or not. “The Gift Blush colored roses with sea-foam ferns in a vibrant mug. Significance of a loving heart is represented by the florets. Long life defined by the stalks reaching skyward. A cup of human kindness of a bright wise and unique person all represented here. All contained but free enough to wander with others or alone, independence of choice, well earned and much desired. All essential distinctiveness of a woman. Circa 2001 by me” I have many more that take up room on shelves in books or running wild on their own… allow me with that more of ‘too much of a good thing’ or in modern speak, TMOAGT to be the first to wish you a very happy good night and ask you to kindly count all your blessings and share all your overages and we will too! And next time please be here or be square, ya hear?

Sunday, May 13, 2012

HAPPY MOTHER'S DAY!

So what else is new? Most who have left their home today or even in their home have been wished a very happy Mom’s Day, if a mother or mothering anyone, Hubby's not included, but pets are, oh alright Hubby's too, hmm? It was a wonderful day to know that whatever you thought you did as a parent worked apparently… Interestingly, did anyone but me notice that the word ‘parent’ is part of the word ‘apparent’? What could that mean? Gosh, roots or concepts for word concoctions or compound words have derivatives in some meaning aspect of their formation from whence they came, or so we were taught…, huh? And so, apparently, we must be a parent for all suppositions to have meaning…why that is just ridiculous! But in an odd way it does make sense, Tobi sense, hmm? Sure who doesn’t want to know that what they did was tried and true and that they passed on that positivity to their youngins? And today my proof was in the pudding with our number one son’s visit and subsequent lunch out with his gal and Hubby and me. Generosity was spewing voraciously and that wasn’t just for the lunch! Actually, I chose wisely and so did Hubby since we did not want to be ridiculous with prices and so Hubby had a Monterrey chicken Pannini with coffee and I had an Oriental (Asian) chicken salad with iced tea and extra lemons, of course! At Whiskey Creek, compliments of the kinder, we hadn’t been there since their renovations…And then on to Fishville AKA Fisherman’s Village in River City AKA Punta Gorda! I scootered around while the others walked at a slower pace looking in the shops and for the first time … in gosh I don’t know how long since I had any, but we all had some ice-cream at the coffee shop there, Edys brand and very good! What a treat! Sometimes it is ok to not be so concerned with fatty high calorie and cholesterol driven deserts and just throw caution to the wind and enjoy; as long as you do it not too often, true? About once or twice a year is my personal limit. Any-who, I am pleasantly pooped and would like to let you all know that motherhood is what it is cracked up to be, and this from a mother whose baby boy will forty the end of this month! And so allow me to wish you all a very happy good night and to ask you to kindly count all your blessings and share those overages and we will too! And next time please be here or be square, ya hear?

Saturday, May 12, 2012

A small miraculous occurrence transpired this morning, albeit for just me and last night I received a call about my...

Ultrasounds and in order to set them up I have to go through the appropriate channels with a meeting this week. And PS I was told my sweet Marcus Welby of a doctor, one who should be cloned, actually puts ASAP on all his test orders. And so I am not STAT, also a much more urgent medical term I heard on the TV, whew! This doctor loves everyone equally, I suppose… Oh my small miraculous occurrence was that nearly a year ago I swore off the swimming pool for gentle R.O.M., range of motion, exercises due to me ending up on IV Solu Medrol, but I literarily took the plunge today! You see, with this newest problem of my body temperature cooling itself I thought that although yesterday was a record breaker of heated day in the high nineties… but the pool was rain cooled by that heat causing a summer like rain storm last night with over an inch of rain! And so consequently our slowly rising pool temperature to too hot, was lowered to a pleasant eighty-two degrees! Oddly enough that would have been too cold for me at one time just in my not too distant recent past but with the air and the water harmonizing, simpatico, all the elements aligned for me to have a very wonderful forty-five minutes of weightless gentle motion and graceful movements of no pain…. It’s like dancing in lush, damp, cool, but comforting air…! Moving on… comments are always welcomed and encouraged from everyone about these desperate needy tales of my tormented, but sometimes happy, and funny and interesting and mundane, with creative ideas and well worn laments to drive a sane person up a wall… but I digress… Dear sweet lovely people who wish to comment on this drivel of necessary but grammar challenged and redundancy forgiven, by me and only me, foolishness please use my entitled name to speak here at this forum, and thank you once again; the management, the author, the editor, the publisher, all me, who else would take credit for any of this crap? … And definitely, with all that said if it means anything to anyone, especially to me and mostly only me, keep ‘em coming! Thank you from all the above participants; MEGROUP INC.! Now, is it necessary to say that was all light-headed silliness? Wait, I meant ‘lighthearted not, not lightheaded’ although that fits too…you get the idea…see silly can be had for free! Any-who, my momentous happening of being again in the swim, I sure hope that I will not suffer any residual affects…sometimes these things take a while to kick in I found out the hard way last June…NO, TOBI, think happy positive thoughts and smile to fool my wee brain…yes I can, yes I can… etc…! Being positive is not as easy as many make it seem, I am no martyr, and never tried to be. What I am is a regular gal with a lot of medical issues that tells it nightly here as it is to be me… or what I think I know or what I want to share for you to know… and that ain’t bad, or is it? NAH, being honest with your feelings should be honored by all human beings as truth and dealing without denial with life’s curve balls and harsh realities…TA da! On that somewhat high note of note, allow me to be the first to wish all of you Moms on this eve before that big day of breakfast in bed or brunches, lunches or dinner out, with corsages and gifts, or chores being done by others that we love or whatever your tradition has become; I wish all of us Moms a wonderful DAY OFF! And also a very happy good night to everyone and I wish for you to kindly to count your blessings and share those overages and we will too! And next time please be here or be square, ya hear? PS I am adding this in, and really I am not that superstitious but until I added this little thingy here, my word count was an evil, devilish 666! But now I am good, and hooray! Who needs to temp any of that, hmm? 710 words, now… WHEW! That was too close.

Friday, May 11, 2012

A sad anniversary and a nice happening... and another update too...

Anyone who has experienced the death of a close family member can relate, especially if that someone was in the immediate nucleus of relatives. We as a race of mankind feel saddened on these occasions or try to remember all the good times that had happened when that loved one was there to share it all with us…both feelings are spawned usually by specific dates as the years march on, away from the final day that their physical being left us and it all ended. Love is that way, and missing people that you held near and dear, perhaps gets a wee bit easier as the days march on away from that fateful day…but neither missing nor your love for them never ever ends…sure if you have lost someone, you know this to be a fact of our human nature. Some deal with loss with memorials or visiting where their earth suits were buried. But some, like me feel that they have never really left and are here to speak to and talk with and when done with that to hang their hats wherever these beings do these days, so to speak, when not available to listen to our quirky ideas, jokes or maddening talking splurges…Ah, which brings me to my Dad, twenty-six years ago today he passed away, it was on Mother’s Day in America, yes, May 11, 1986 was a Sunday that year. I suppose it was his way of telling me that he was going to be with my Mom who passed away about four years before him. Thinking like that is what sustains me and reassures me, for I was extremely lucky to have such wonderful parents who gave me what others proclaim to continue to have and of course should have, and that, my friends is called, unconditional love! That is why I do think that when I am at my lowest point that they are there, somewhere, still loving me, and don’t any of you say anything differently, for we all need that to hang on to…! I am more than sure each one of you knows someone who loved you that way or that you love that way, if not that is so very sad, and I am sorry for you. I love my sons that way and my husband, AKA Hubby that way too… I guess they don’t realize how lucky they are…yet. Perhaps, when I am gone, but nah, that is never the time to recognize that! Cherish your moments with your loved ones and make each day count to not have any regrets, which my father said that he did not, what a guy! Petty things have no meaning in life only caring for who is important to you… A nice thing happened yesterday after I finished writing here, our number one son called who lives a few hours from here, and told me that he was coming down on Sunday to spend Mother’s Day with me and of course his dad too! That makes life worthwhile… but sadly; number two, son is not in our sights/radar due to his reasons, not ours, but always in our hearts… like many losses are and heartbreaking too. But he is still alive and never ever forgotten and my hope for his return is still in my heart… but it will be up to him… On that not so funny realization, of losing any loved one since that sensation is not unlike having a limb removed…allow me to try to make it end better with an wee bit happier update: and that is that Mom Clara is home with her family and is hanging in there with many obstacles to overcome, but there with her daughter, a granddaughter and even one of her great granddaughters that I am sure will make this Mother’s Day for all of them one to never ever forget! Prayers work and should be continued…by all! Now allow me to wish you all a very happy good night and ask you to kindly count all your blessings and share those overages and we will too! And next time please be here or be square, ya hear?

Thursday, May 10, 2012

Going to some places does not mean that you instantly become better informed, ya know?

We moseyed on over to the doctor’s establishment around nine-ish in the A.M. I was told of the cancellation the night before, in the late P.M. And so we took them up on the offer. First the nurse, Honey, got us situated in the room and quite a while later the PA came in, oh, PA, the Physicians Assistant almost. Lisa the PA said that she was to graduate this August. And so she took my vitals and questioned me on my reasoning for the visit and so I blah, blah-ed her to a near death experience, but we all have to admit that she is or will be finally someone who is supposed to really care about all that I had/have to say, Ta da! Or perhaps, at this late date she may change her major? LOL! Hope not, she did seem to really care. Nah, my incessant talking has had many wanting to kill me I am more than sure, but none have actually done it, my undeniable proof is that I am still here! I think that definitely calls for another Ta da and ha! Basically, what the doc said after calculating the data that was accumulated is that I did seem to need more blood work, four vials full for more, all thyroid, and another A1C, diabetes test, and a couple of others, since I already had that Vampira remove my ruby gold fluid at the lab I gave them the script so I am not quite sure what’s what, but this is a definite that I should also have two ultrasounds, one for my abdomen and the other for the (pyloric?, we all know doctors handwriting…so I’m not clear or I should say it is not clear to read.) and my two carotids ASAP, since this order is dependant on my angels at the medical group that helps these things happen I am currently on hold for now. Gosh, they sure know how to make a gal feel important and cared for…this doc once was a pediatrician but traded up to general practice including his undeniable, Marcus Welby character. Kids, look him up a doctor show, here I will help you out…just copy and paste, http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Marcus_Welby,_MD Although, this wonderful man was trained in the Philippines and is of that persuasion, which make he and Doctor Welby only the same in the way that they love what they do and make you know that they will not let any stone go unturned to solve your problems! And he touches elbows and hugs too! Great guy! No, magnificent! Any-who, we will be knowing more by tomorrow from that special magical place that makes medical issues not so overwhelming for us commoners. Moving on… And so with again too much information of little of your interest…GOSH, did I say that? There I go assuming again…shame on me, hmm? I know that information with details is what we all desire and just sketchy, not quite telling stuff is hard to swallow, but sadly that’s all I got… when the information comes back I promise to be as explicit as someone with my vague abilities can be, okay? On that note of not too much note worthy, but fascinating words, ha… allow me to be the first to wish you all a very happy good night and ask you to kindly count all your blessings and share those overages and we will too! And next time please be here or be square, ya hear?

Wednesday, May 9, 2012

Temperature control...

I am experiencing a temperature control issue. Not in our home, within my being. You know when you feel chilled that most normal people have a fever? Well, that’s what I thought at first, but instinctively one would have their temperature taken to figure out if they needed a fever reducer to ingest, correct? And surprise instead of going up; I was going down nearly to 96F, even, how odd? PS Normal is anywhere around 98F to 100F, I do believe. And so I looked it up, and sure enough it is another symptom, not this time of my Multiple Sclerosis but this time my new found out malady, as of November, of Hypothyroidism! Odd how with the MS I am heat sensitive and now with this new thingy I am cold sensitive too, talk about ups and downs, hmm? The last couple of days beside my shoulder being a pain and constant on here, even now, my throat has been causing me trouble too. It feels as if I have glass in my throat and as if I am being strangled, and the glands appear to be swollen. Yep a doc visit is in order and I do have an appointment to get checked out. And so due to these uncomfortable maladies I will be saying a happy good night now, earlier than usual and ask you to kindly count those blessings and share those overages and we will too! And next time please be here or be square, ya hear?

Tuesday, May 8, 2012

Doing anything with love for a long time should mean something...

And don’t let anyone tell you otherwise. We all have ideas in life of what makes us happy, right? Whether it is something so mundane to others or dangerous, or serious or frightful, or whatever… you get the idea… If you love it and know how to do it, I say do it! Of course I have no bearing on anybody else’s choices, only my own. All of us know what makes our joys in life, be it music, reading, writing or watching a movie, maintaining and planting a garden or enjoying a sport, what-have-you. Joy like beauty is in the eye of the beholder I think. So in reality no one has any right to tell you what you should or should not do at any given time in your adult life…of course children are excluded, since they do need supervision and direction. What brought this on, you may ask? Geez, you guys know me so well… but I am in a dilemma in whether or not to blatantly blurt out why I was again explaining myself…You’re right again though, yep, I am about to fess up once again… Every night after posting this essay of mine I do a few things which I have been doing since the option was given to me and that is… I share it to my Facebook page and to Google with my link showing my cartoon logo and the short synopsis of what it is all about and below on, Facebook, at least, I write what I consider my sales pitch to the public to read the blog below it, in the first comment section available. Surprisingly, now, don’t quote me but some, and not intelligently challenged folks, rather very bright folks, because that’s the only type that I know folks…have mistaken my sales pitch for the whole blog? I could be wrong, but I don’t think so… Since they appear to like, and click on that option, what I have said to sell it, but as far as the numbers go on the reading end of the actual blog, if I look right away or a bit after, they do not change! How odd; they should and always do when they have read the blog itself. I do know some people that are not that… shall we say, honest, tell me that they have read it, but unfortunately I do have my ways to find out and so…WATCH OUT! Sounds silly to some I bet, but I really care about the fact that people are honest with me and I really hate being lied to. But you all know that. Which brings me back to tonight’s topic, ‘doing what you love.’ I know it doesn’t matter if anyone at all reads this drivel, since I would do it without anyone ever reading this… you believe that one I have some alligator infested land you might like, bud, dump, bum, but I would really honestly like to know that they might try to read this…and that I mean with all my heart… The paragraphing thingy still has not shown up on this new format, and I am more than sure it has created a more difficult reading challenge, but I am all about challenges, aren’t I? Sadly, my mind does go off in different directions, but yours would too if you ingested as many legal prescribed drugs as I do daily, I would think? Being me, is one of my many challenges, besides all the obvious ones…that go along with my ills. On that note of a bit of a sour note, allow me to be the first to wish you all a very happy good night and ask you to kindly count all your blessings and share your overages and we will too! And next time please be here or be square, ya hear? Updates: Mom Clara is still trying to be stabilized as per via cell to cell call to ye ole chum. My shoulder is still misbehaving rudely every-time I am on here too long, and last night my face went very numb with pain in both sides TMJ is not unusual with MS either, and my neuro has periodically checked me for it, well, BOORAH, now I got the symptom too… to go along with all the rest, well not rest, since I really don’t sleep that well, if ever…! I am too much fun, huh? 

Monday, May 7, 2012

I bet that...

Most all of you have more than one email address, hmm? A logical thing to do when you are in business or in school or married or have children or need privacy or secrecy or some other such reasoning that I have not mentioned or even know about…But me, why would I need more than one these days, really? Believe it or not, though, retired bum here, me, who also has more than one email too. I hear you, “whatever for”, you yell! Well, maybe not but maybe you wonder why a wee bit. So I will, as always, explain myself… You see, we had only the one and it was our one and only until we got up to speed with our DSL a few years back, yep we had dial up for years, about a dozen. I know, yes I really do know, dial up is like making a phone call using two tin cans, but at the time the price was right and it seemed like a good idea…oh well… times change and so people can too… and we did, i.e., I did. Nearly three years ago we traded up to this century and bought ourselves some DSL and the rest is history! And we saved a few bucks when we bundled with our landline! Sadly, we no longer have that sultry voice telling us that ‘you’ve got mail’ like in the movie of the same name, circa 1998 with Tom Hanks and Meg Ryan, how cute were they?…Some things are hard to get over. But I did. Thus the AOL one is not used very much at all anymore and now this other one, ‘YAHOO!’ from switching to the DSL and being told we have all these choices, too confusing, but they have a cheery greeting too. Any-who, two is our limit and can be quite confusing, and so periodically I have been trying hard to notify everyone, friends, family, including stores and non-profits to use just the one, our current one. Somehow, not all have gotten the concept and send duplications of what they want us to know, even some that I got so fed up with I unsubscribe with. My motives were for simplification of this techno thingy to become more streamed-line for me and Hubby. And the process I found is never ending and so on and on I was doing it ala landline today or email from the current one stressing my need to succeed! To most this must seem boring and not that important… but to me it was something to accomplish and as of this minute I do believe the mission has been! Carried out, that is. Only time will tell, but that will give me more to do as in the re-teaching people who wish to contact us to use our landline instead of our cell phones. It all stems back to that, dial-up VS, DSL. When we had dial up we had the landline on the computer and so we gave out our cell numbers as our contact ones. Yes, we both have them due to a deal we have had for years. Moving on… while writing this I have been receiving emails from ole chum about dear sweet Mom Clara and things are causing a nasty roller coaster ride for her and her daughter, i.e. ole chum…PRAY PLEASE and hard, more surgery is being called for, as early as tomorrow, for this dear sweet woman with such a wonderful heart that is now very sick, that is her heart … at ninety-one years of giving of hers…PRAY LOUDER PLEASE! On that note of true concern allow me to wish you all a very happy good night and ask you all to kindly count all your blessings and share those overages and we will too! And next time please be here or be square, ya hear? JUST IN: Monday, May 7, 2012 6:06 PM Just got a call saying they want consent to do a procedure tonight, that it should be done now, taking pictures through a catheter again in the groin. This after I was told yesterday they wouldn't be doing anything for a few days. My head is spinning. Mom sounds okay though, and I was promised I'd get a call when it is over. So keep praying! Thank you!

Sunday, May 6, 2012

Finite...

Finite means limited, restricted, fixed, set, predetermined. While in actuality not much in human realities are… I’ll give you math, measurements and such, but not us, oh no, not us. Although, who knows I may have just committed blasphemy according to some religious sects, with me disagreeing that our fate is not predetermined; therefore not predestined. And for that I deeply apologize. You see, I am of the belief that we are our own fate and responsible for how we turn out, after we are grown adults, that is. Got that? Sure circumstances change and the way that we handle things from one point in time in our lives to another… but that tells me more than anything else that nothing is written in stone. Sorry MOSES! Okay, the Ten Commandments were, but that is not what I mean. The idea that I am trying to express is the one that has been said for years and years… “Stuff happens” that’s all and since that does occur nothing is necessarily going to be a designed plan of what will be. And we at every life’s juncture respond to that ‘stuff’, according to either our previous history in that situation or with emotion, preferably with a level head in either. Now ‘infinite’ is the antonym of finite in its meaning it is unlimited, never-ending, inestimable, vast, boundless, you get the idea; the opposite. And yes, we all have 'good until dates' on our encasements; called our bodies… but most of us still do not know when that will be. I think that is just fine with me, and a bit mysterious. Yes, we all know that insurance people are trained to figure just when something like I am discussing will be, but we all know that is just an educated guess. Tonight, I appear to be having an earlier than before shoulder pain and so this will be ending shortly… PLEASE DON’T CHEER! I know you won’t. I want to write and need to write and so it weighs on my heart deeply that this is happening, but as we all know, stuff happens, hmm? Sleep is not happening either once again, my body temperature has been dropping below 97, as low as 96.1F, which means my thyroid medication is still not right, and I don’t go back for blood for at least another month! It’s crazy, because I am heat sensitive from the Multiple Sclerosis and now I am cold sensitive from the hypothyroidism… truly CRAZY! On this TMI once again, allow me to be the first to wish you all a very happy good night and to ask you kindly to count all your blessings and share those overages and we will too! And next time please be here or be square, ya hear?

Speaking My Mind: Which way will the war go?

Speaking My Mind: Which way will the war go? :   My eyesight is going again... in case you missed it... Netanyahu snaps back against growing...