Thursday, October 31, 2013

Happy Halloween! With a funtime for the whole family!



Scary stories for a fun night!










This is a yearly sign so Skipper doesn’t go berserk with each Halloweener’s knock or ring at the door.




This is how we solved the problem, above.

Moving on...
I had to go all the way back to 2011 for this blog/story of mine, due to last year being a too real horror story of Super Storm Sandy, but I think that you may approve of my poetic licensing one; and one will only know if you try it and you do like it, hmm?






On that note of this being sent to you with love and the idea that all holidays should be fun for the whole family, allow me now to be the first to wish all of you a very happy good night and ask you to kindly count all your blessings and share all your overages with you know who and we will too!



And next time please be here or be square… or BOO HOO on you, ya hear!



                                Bow, wow, wow, wow, wow, That's all folks!
                      (Mom, found one of my baby/puppy pictures)

Wednesday, October 30, 2013

A few things are happening for me now...




I did call the doctor this late morning, after ten A.M., but I bet you are wondering which one, since the possibilities were of any of the three involved regularly in my care, the neuro, GP and now the walk-in clinic physicians hmm?



Being slightly baffled on who should get the honors of aiding and abetting my ‘legal’ needs to feel better and sooner rather than later, I had the good sense to ask Hubby to help in that decision.



Fortunately, he had the most logical answer; the one that I saw last, the one who prescribed the medication that didn’t seem to work as well as one might think, due to my own concerns for too strong not always better... and causing glucose going up and thyroid issues, blood work false, too positives, and weight gain and lack of sleep, etc... you get the idea...



And so I called the walk-in clinic associated with the Millennium Group where my GP is, and the doctor is that I saw last Wednesday and prescribed the medication that I had finished Monday, due to them being open daily, 7 days a week, and from 7 A.M. to 7 P.M., thus the 7-7-7, but only 9-4 on holidays.



Kellie answered the line, the very well informed, kind, nurse who said just to call if I needed anything; it was rather nice to know that she meant what she said.

I told her how I felt and asked if perhaps that I was being too impatient since I had not been on this strength of steroids before with an exacerbation. And she that she would talk to the doctor, but felt that my GP should be informed about this too and told me to call her as well and see who got back to me first!

I like that kid.

I called and left a message on my GP’s voice mail and her assistant, Cindy, did call back very shortly, but at first wanted me to come in at 2 P.M. today and this was just before noon she seemed to think that I might need an anti-biotic, and I said no, that it was the MS and I rather not have an anti-biotic for this and so she said that she would talk to the doctor and call me back.

Kellie called back around one ten or so and said that the doctor sent in another prescription to my pharmacy for Medrol this time, the non-generic of the steroid that I was on that I had just finished.

Hubby went to pick it up and while he was getting it Cindy called back and said that my usual GP doc thought if I wanted to wait till Friday to see if the steroids were taking their time to work I could see her this Friday?

I told Cindy that the other doctor prescribed more steroids and that Kellie had called back a while ago and that is where my husband was… and he was back by 2 P.M. when all was said and done and now I have to wait until tomorrow morning, due to how the system is set up, to start the next six day step down course of meds before breakfast, after lunch and dinner and before bedtime, but this time it had one refill too!


Moving on...

Monday, I did receive the application from the Affordable Care Act subsidies and so it was filled out and mailed back immediately Tuesday, due my visit with our Number One son Monday!

And so today while waiting on all the other stuff I started shopping for a new health insurance policy to replace mine that will be defunct on December 31st 2013, and now with a little over six weeks left to accomplish this by December 15th , for January 1st 2014!



Some times distractions when dealing with pain works, but not always… nerves got the best of me and foolishly I ate too much.

And stupidly ate those little packets of candy corn, four in all, little individuals, pure corn syrup and bad for someone like me fat with type 2 diabetes, we have them for the trick or treaters for tomorrow.



“eating too much sugar or carbohydrate can trigger hypoglycemia. This may sound paradoxical but your blood glucose level may actually go down below normal because your pancreas, sensing a high level, can over-react and produce too much insulin, which can bring your blood glucose down to below the normal level. This is particularly true for type 2 diabetics who are being treated with insulin injections and who still have some pancreatic function.”


Article Source:

http://EzineArticles.com/3581430”




And feeling guilty, weird, dizzy and so I took my glucose and sure enough it did go down… but I am not being treated regularly with insulin injections only when it goes way high, but that is what happened anyway, that’ll teach me!


Why do I need more problems; for shame on me! I tell you it's nerves folks, plain old simple upset with needing myself to feel better faster, just dumb old NERVES, i.e. impatience!Which we all know is counter-productive.

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



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

Tuesday, October 29, 2013

To be or not to be...



To do or not to do?

 “To Be Or Not To Be”: Spoken by Hamlet, Act 3 Scene 1
To be, or not to be: that is the question:
Whether ’tis nobler in the mind to suffer
The slings and arrows of outrageous fortune,
Or to take arms against a sea of troubles,
And by opposing end them? To die: to sleep;
No more; and by a sleep to say we end
The heart-ache and the thousand natural shocks
That flesh is heir to, ’tis a consummation
Devoutly to be wish’d. To die, to sleep;
To sleep: perchance to dream: ay, there’s the rub;
For in that sleep of death what dreams may come
When we have shuffled off this mortal coil,
Must give us pause: there’s the respect
That makes calamity of so long life;
For who would bear the whips and scorns of time,
The oppressor’s wrong, the proud man’s contumely,
The pangs of despised love, the law’s delay,
The insolence of office and the spurns
That patient merit of the unworthy takes,
When he himself might his quietus make
With a bare bodkin? who would fardels bear,
To grunt and sweat under a weary life,
But that the dread of something after death,
The undiscover’d country from whose bourn
No traveller returns, puzzles the will
And makes us rather bear those ills we have
Than fly to others that we know not of?
Thus conscience does make cowards of us all;
And thus the native hue of resolution
Is sicklied o’er with the pale cast of thought,
And enterprises of great pith and moment
With this regard their currents turn awry,
And lose the name of action.–Soft you now!
The fair Ophelia! Nymph, in thy orisons
Be all my sins remember’d.”



Odd how some days seem more difficult than others, hmm?
I am speaking about making decisions, life changing perhaps, but not to the point of life and death, but somehow not the same as it had been, do you get my drift?
Sure you do, since all of you are brilliant!
I know in true drama queen fashion I got your attention with a quote that very few of us have not heard before, Hamlet’s Soliloquy
…GOTCHA! And no, I will not be dying in the near future, since I don’t give up, easily…!

Sure I won’t be slinging any arrows either, but the tragedy that occurred just a year ago today was one of, “The heart-ache and the thousand natural shocks…”
Super Storm Sandy devastated a large swath of an area of our fine country on this day a year ago today and still many have not renewed their states of their lives. Our prayers have not stopped reaching towards the people who need them there and  let it be known that we are still wishing all to be well eventually and we know in time that shall be the case!…

But to be honest the quote was more for me  to determine my decision making as of this time in my life, again NOT earth shattering, but of guilt and a trifle of failure…I have made the decision, to wait on my return to the gym/rehab, to at least until next Monday, due to my body still needing special care. My dry cough that I hadn’t mentioned, but the doctor noticed has some affect on my chest inflammation as well as the burning sensation there in the shoulders as well and my lower back, and my eyes that are still not right and I have been having many visual disturbances. Duplicity, is the issue with my insight and sight… seeing double and well as fuzziness/blurry, and those darn floaters, and oh I shan’t go on… it is way too much to put any of you through, that is listening to my constant litany…

In some ways though, all of us are fighting wars daily, true?
And so the quote is an advantageous look into its use to describe the way many lives are challenged!
Those are the final decisive factors that make us who we are.
So each of us can read into the truest meaning of those special words and go on from there…
That’s all; and that is what we may consider enormous choices to make …
So specific to each of us.
Although, mine are no cause to ask for outsider help; my reasoning is quite simple, a wait and see attitude and if it hurts when you do this, don’t do that…!
Tomorrow will be the day of judgment on whether or not to go forth with additional medical intervention in the form of speaking with a doctor, since it will be two and half days of no steroid medication in me.
I would think that I would be feeling better by now?
It is funny this is the fifth time I have been through an exacerbation and one would think that you would remember that, hmm?
Sadly, I do not…!
That is how long this hard stuff, well not too hard this time, rather weak in comparison to other dosing that I have been through…and that is perhaps why this is a bit mystifying to me if it will work at all… and yes, it is more than definitely my fault if it doesn’t due to me not going for the higher dosage I suspect… oh well… the doc wanted to give it to me, but I said no.
GUILT,GUILT,GUILT!
STUPIDITY, STUPIDITY, STUPIDITY!
So very typical, when I try to stop the ingestion of meds, now I am also taking more Baclofen, my anti-spasmodic, due to needing the intervention… oh well…
Again, on that note of my VERY BIG GOOF allow me to be the very first to wish all of you a very happy good night and ask you to kindly count all your blessings and share all your overages with you know who and we will too!

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

Monday, October 28, 2013

Tonight's blog offering is short and sweet...



As odd as that might sound to any of my regular readership, I am still having the wonderful pleasure of our Number One Son’s visit and so I will say thanks for understanding and I will be more forthcoming in the morrow…

PS my happy adrenaline is creating euphoria to deal with my pain that is not being discussed for now… out of trying hard to just enjoy the company, no more or no less…

So on that note of not too much earth-shattering news, allow me to be the very first to wish all of you a very happy good night and ask you to kindly count all your blessings and share all your overages with you know who and we will too!

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

Sunday, October 27, 2013

Thinking out loud!



How many of you out there say out loud what you’re thinking?

I bet some of the many of you do.

Don’t worry, it’s just between us, if it is a yes.

It is known not to be a tell tale sign of craziness impending, as one may think, but a natural memory issue.

Yes and even people in their late twenties, getting older, as we all try to get, that is as old as anyone can; one hundred sounds fair, i.e. if not suffering badly… have, at times, issues with remembering!

So now let out that amazing enormous WHEW!

I can’t hear you?

That’s okay though… you wanta know why?

No, you don’t… oh alright, but you more than likely already know, because my dear friends this is a flat, one-way venue with no sound available, at this time… now I am sad…

It would be genuinely wonderful for you to tell me soundly how you think any of this as being relevant.

Oh wait… there has got to be a way… let’s think for a bit …

I GOT IT!

You could communicate by writing it back to me on my comments’ section, ta DA!

Problem solving, ain’t it wonderful?



I better move on…

As you may have guessed that since I have been home bound, it’s getting a bit weird here.

I haven’t had much to do or say, although, somehow, someway I do say things, as you can see here…

But of course the interest level from your side and mine too, would you believe is pending in concern…for me being way too boring, not you but me, can you imagine how upsetting that could be?

Good news, I slept last night from before ten to all the way to seven fifty A.M., two nights of no sleep practically at all and one good one…

Today is the next to the last day of my step-down prednisone, only two pills left, one for bedtime and the last one before breakfast tomorrow…

Bad news, my back and shoulders and my eyes and my hand are starting to feel not so good…

It was really something when I started taking it within the first twenty-four to thirty-six hours I thought I felt an amazingly bit better with all those pills, most of them ingested at that point, thus the step down, although sleeping was difficult and my appetite has been enhanced. But even so with all that food ordered last night; it was two meals so far and more of MY dinner was frozen. My last’s night’s glucose was 183, but this morning it was just 89.

My eye pain had diminished, my hand that needs surgery was doing rather well, and my back had on off twinges, not as severe.



Sadly my eyes started to get worse first, and then my back and shoulders, and now I just had to put my hand brace back on… and I am a bit concerned… today was only one pill in the morning and the one tonight at bedtime, and that last one tomorrow, then what?

I hope that I am not addicted; and that without the larger doses I cannot feel better?



I suppose I will wait till tomorrow and then call as the nice nurse said I could/should do… if I felt the need… maybe tomorrow I will feel better and won’t have to?



Patience is not my strong suite…

It is so weird with my so-called good eye, lovable lefty, it feels as if a dark curtain is going over her every once and a while and my floaters come and go a bit more frequently… oh well…



I must say thank you for your PATIENCE with me and on that note allow me to be the very first to wish all of you a very happy good night and ask you kindly to count all your blessings and share all your overages with you know who, and we will too!



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

Saturday, October 26, 2013

Do you want to know a secret?



“You'll never know how much I really wanna tell you,
You'll never know how much I really care to.

Listen,
Do you want to know a secret?
Do you promise not to tell?
Woah oo woahh
Closer,
Let me whisper in your ear,
Say the words you long to hear,


I really gotta tell youu- oo-oo-oo-oo.

Listen,
Do you want to know a secret?
Do you promise not to tell?
Woah oo woahh
Closer,
Let me whisper in your ear,
Say the words you long to hear,
I'm in trouble with my boo, boo.

I've known a secret for a week or two,
nobody knows, just all of you.

Listen,
Do you want to know a secret?
Do you promise not to tell?
Woah oo woahh
Closer,
Let me whisper in your ear,
Say the words you long to hear,
My auto-inject bounced right off of my thigh now youu- oo-oo-oo-oo know why I should not cry for a nurse since now that it seems that I have been cursed, boo whoo whoo.
ooo-ooo-oooo-ooo-oo.”



Original lyrics by yours truly! The actual ones can be found below:
Read more at http://www.lyrics.com/do-you-want-to-know-a-secret-lyrics-the-beatles.html#I5JQ1KWSa3DCYxly.99



It SURE DID BOUNCE royally and squirted all over too!

What’s that you so boldly ask, why it happened while taking my Copaxone this afternoon, left thigh day, in the Macarena method of injecting your daily dosing of the medication to prevent exacerbations of Multiple Sclerosis, ha. I’m in the midst of one those now, an exacerbation, thus the ha!

Now I know why sports figures take them, steroids that is, even automatic needles bounce off of your taut body; too weird! (I do believe they take a different kind, but I could be wrong, I've been wrong before...)


Nice touch from the walk in clinic though, they called me to see how I am doing, a little while before the bouncing needle incident.

I mentioned my thoughts about even the smallest amount of steroids affecting my thyroid, blood pressure and my diabetes and the nurse from the clinic agreed. Not to mention it stays in your system for quite sometime and screws up blood work that I am due for next month!

But she commiserated and let me know their hours if I needed them, they are open 7-7-7, except on holidays then they are open 9A.M.to 4 P.M. I thanked her and told her how no one had done that before from there for me… and I thought, should I be worried?

Actually, I know why she called, because she too was wondering why such a low dose for an exacerbation of my MS, she did say that and was seeing if it was actually working. I did ask her to notify my regular doctor and my neuro and she said that they do that automatically for my doc with their group, but she also said that she would tell my neurologist and I thanked her again. Kelly was a very good nurse and a person, I suspect!



Moving on…

Today, Hubby and I did a lot of domestic duties and so we were pooped, he working on spiffing up the boat and me doing a few loads of laundry and preparing two meals, good for me!

Any-who, so we ordered Chinese food for our dinner and it was a smorgasbord’s worth, with Singapore Mai Fun, boneless ribs, veggie fried rice, crab Rangoon, and good old egg drop soup! Hubby still picked it up to save delivery charges and the tip, only a little over two miles away; besides we didn’t eat out any of our usual three days this week.

And with that enormous order gave us THREE Fortune Cookies, but two of the fortunes baffled me until now!

Here’s my first one that I now understand, harder for me since I never do what it suggests, are you ready?

I can’t hear you, and so as usual I will take that as a, yes!

“A clever crow will always paint its feather black”

I believe the crow will always fit in by being discreet?

“A faithful friend is a strong defense.”

Having someone who aligns with you makes you stronger?

This last one I got right away!

“Be brave enough to live creatively.”

That’s me, I fit no mold, and instead of being odd or weird the nice name for the way I live is… CREATIVELY! BIG SMILE HERE!



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



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

Friday, October 25, 2013

SLEEP; who needs any stupid SLEEP!



Of course we all do.
Lack of proper sleep has been known to cause entirely too many ailments!
Huh?
What about ailments causing lack of quality sleep, or the medication for said maladies causing insomnia?
Vicious cycles… around, around we go, where we stop nobody knows…

Merry-go-rounds… in this case are not very MERRY, at all!
Try to remember a time in September, wait its October…when I felt better and was sassy lass, no mellow fellow here, except Hubby of course; sorry at a loss here!
Just when I think that I am taking two steps forward,
I seem to take twice as many backwards.

I know this is life and none of us were sold a bill of goods that it was going to be easy!
Rough patches are why we need to go on…if for no other reason than to get to the other side of it all to see how it all turns out, right?
Sure, that’s the reason! If only!

Enough about me, although to be honest I am only halfway through my medication, it is a six day supply and it may turn out to be nothing more than like spitting into the wind to put out a fire, huh? I still might need an alternative medication or more of the same…
Told you that steroids can make you think weird, but this isn’t as strong as my IV ones; what gives?

Any-who…
Oh that’s right, I said I was moving on, away from me and my soap opera life of the, “stomach turns”…Thanks Carol Burnett, but mine is real and in real time…WHAT?!

Number one son called a few times this week to talk to his Dad, my Hubby; they were brain storming on how to proceed with the repair of lift’s pilings.
Hubby, who initially put the components together way back in July of 2003 with the aide of a couple of old timers, so old that one has passed away and the other could have too, but we lost contact due to his wife having dementia and me being not up to par either, he was over eighty ten years ago, so who knows really...
Although, we used to bump into him on occasion when out, but not recently, a bit sad.

Now, really moving on…
Anyway, Hubby seems to think that instead of the individual large heavy wooden pilings that have to go in nine to ten feet according to half of their length, and are extremely heavy to maneuver and end up getting wood borers, but this time he would rap them if he has to go that way again, but *instead he could use a grouping of three four inch ones of PVC put together in a triangle using either carriage bolts or threaded rods through the PVC, they would be twenty footers in length then insert rebar down the middle and pour the cement into them with them eight to ten feet under the sand, but much easier to maneuver, not that dissimilar to the ones holding up the dock, which are singular four inch ones, all this time, and the dock is a 28’X 24’ wooden structure, and it has been in existence since after Hurricane Charley in 2004 when our old dock had been destroyed; this is still standing strong and sound to this day!

*Number one son will be coming down Monday with a sludge pump and a pool pump to help Hubby in the installation; they are quite helpful in displacing the water and sand during installation with whichever way they decide to go, wood 8”circumference pilings 18 feet long or three triangular stuck together 4’’circumference PVC twenty feet long.
Between those and the winches, Hubby thinks that it will work like it did last time to get the poles inserted appropriately.
Calling any structural engineers out there, for a thought on the PVC triangle concept, with any input that could be beneficial?

On that note of any ideas out there, allow me to be the very first to wish all of you a very happy good night and kindly ask you to count all your blessings and share all your overages with you know who, and we will too!

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

Thursday, October 24, 2013

ANTITHESIS, THE DIRECT OPPOSITE



It has always amazed me how children growing up in the same home can be so very different in what they believe.

When it comes to values, religious beliefs, and politics, and on and on in many families can be quite opposing thus the antithesis of their siblings and baffling to many an outsider.



And so was my realization of checking on a distant family member and their family’s ideas, in logistics of where they live, not in relationship to Hubby.

A close to my husband’s relative is married to a woman who had had cancer, but thankfully had survived her ordeal.

And since we no longer keep in contact and physically living far, far away the only way to know how things are going is to sneak over to their FB site to see if all is well… I said sneak, yep, since we did have a falling out with this relative too…both of us this time, Hubby and me.

Health-wise I would have no idea, but their picture does show them together looking well.

It was the political posting that made me only realize why we had never gotten along with these relatives, since their ideas of the whole shutdown was the complete antithesis from what we felt, and that is as a couple, Hubby and me jointly.

They are pro Tea Party, and feel that the Republican congress was doing the right thing with holding out with the shutdown and that Obama should be removed from office; and opposing all that we feel on who caused the ridiculous issues and why and what should have happened sooner to resolve the shutdown and to determine the debt ceilings fate in a timely quicker permanent solution. You see, we feel that the Tea Party and the GOP are sadly responsible for causing the 24 billion losses in sixteen days of revenue, and over one million jobs, and so far that has been proven by all who legitimately report on these things. They think that Obamacare is a big mistake and that all of America should speak only English! Eventually, most should be able to communicate in English, but it takes time and proper teaching.

But what happened to America being a melting pot?

And why can’t HE remember that he is a first generation American.

It is true that at the time his mother came over his grandparents wanted her to only speak English and therefore creating the English speaking children that she did, but his Mom was only five years old when she arrived here and for a child at that age it is not that difficult to learn, especially while in school where they were NOT bi-lingual with her native German way back in 1926 when they all arrived here.

Yes, today the world has shrunk; the most spoken languages are of the Asian variety being that populace wise they are in the majority…

Than I suppose we should all learn Mandarin or anyone of the many dialects that are known in the country of China since that is what the majority of the world speaks in the billions, not a measly 290 M? Than we are the minority in the world stage with English internationally only spoken

Isolationist concepts, in this day and age, are absolutely ridiculous.











Fascinating to know that we are NOT a majority and that all these people here in our own United States of America don’t want to understand that narrow minded thinking is dangerous.

“No man is an island” comes to mind…

“No Man Is An Island

No man is an island,
Entire of itself,
Every man is a piece of the continent,
A part of the main.
If a clod be washed away by the sea,
Europe is the less.
As well as if a promontory were.
As well as if a manor of thy friend's
Or of thine own were:
Any man's death diminishes me,
Because I am involved in mankind,
And therefore never send to know for whom the bell tolls;
It tolls for thee.


John Donne (24 January 1572 - 31 March 1631 / London, England)





Fast forward nearly four centuries later and Joan Baez lyrics…reiterate those thoughts…




“No man is an island,
No man stands alone,
Each man's joy is joy to me,
Each man's grief is my own.


We need one another,
So I will defend,
Each man as my brother,
Each man as my friend.


I saw the people gather,
I heard the music start,
The song that they were singing,
Is ringing in my heart.


No man is an island,
Way out in the blue,
We all look to the one above,
For our strength to renew.


When I help my brother,
Then I know that I,
Plant the seed of friendship,
That will never die.”




Somehow years do determine what is tried and true and right for all!

So the figurative brother is the actual in this case, how truly interesting…that one gets the significance of the kinship of the world, while one does not?



Oh well, our only hope for any family, friends or acquaintances is that all should be well and happy and realize that to be all of that we must find out and hope to be more accepting of what makes us different without hate or wishing others harm.



On that note or some desire to regain reasoning how this could happen the antithesis amongst all men and women, which has been known to be responsible for promoting too many wars and bullying of people to only think negative ways and viciously hate young people that may be different from others and I know that I have left you with a lot to think about… now after all of that I would still like to be the very first to wish all of you a very happy good night and ask all of you to kindly count all your blessings and share all those overages with you know who and we will too!



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



PS Update on my steroid treatments: day two of the steroid treatment and sleep has been hard to do and mostly erratic, and perhaps they, the pills, will work, eventually, but my glucose has been fluctuating in the high range, but not yet two hundred, we still have insulin just in case.

Wednesday, October 23, 2013

As I said before... each day should be considered a new adventure for us all!



With that said, although, déjà vu may be applied here; for albeit many similarities did come across with what turned a somewhat ordinary day, into a miss-adventure one.



You see, last night was not a good one, body-wise, specifically pain-wise.

I had more areas of me in more places than are necessary for pain and discomfort and so with my prescribed medications taken I hit the hay!

And that was just before nine P.M. and it did not mean my night was to be restful with my grocery list of ailments causing their utmost screaming matches on my ears eyes, neck, shoulders, lower back and stomach too!

I finally got out of what should have been a cozy warm cocoon, at a few minutes past six A.M.; sounds like I had a long rest, hmm?

No, absolutely NOT!

As soon as I awoke I realized that I was going to need some legit medical intervention.


And so I got showered and dressed, thinking that could help a bit, that is the warm shower…but with me and the Multiple Sclerosis component most warm showers make my back hurt more, and as sure as the day is long again it did just increase that factor, oops! Of course though on any NORMAL day within a half hour or so the back pain would subside, but NOT today, oh no, NOT today!


And of course the shoulders and eyes etc. all rallied for their slots in the making me miserable parade of ailments!

My left ear ached so much I started to have flashbacks to 1985  when both, oddly enough, number one son then, at the age of thirteen, and me old enough to be his mom, both had Mastoiditis, which is not contagious, and it was my intro into the use of Cipro that was prescribed for both of us!

Below is the link explanation of Mastoiditis:






Any-who, it was very painful and I was wondering why and what was up with everything else, now even experiencing mild periodic chest pains, WHOA, DOCTOR CALL!

And so I did, I called mine that is, my GP and her appointment person said that she could probably fit me in this afternoon… Well, I being me said how about your Walk in Clinic?  And she said sure you could go there, and I asked for the number and wow I was lucky, during the ‘rain storm’ they were without anybody in there!



Hubby drove me up, of course, and this was now around eight thirty A.M.

The nurse saw me first and took my vitals they even gave me a cup to give them a specimen of my golden body fluid…

I don’t know the results of that, but my vitals were all normal including my temperature.

In comes the male doctor and listens to my heart and chest and says that I have inflammation from the MS and that he is going to put me on prednisone a high dose and I told him I get a diabetic reaction and so he acquiesced to the lower dose in the step down six day one that I have had before! No more gym for a week or more, according to how I feel that is…

Moist heat, and he wanted to give me muscle relaxers and I said no that I have my anti-spasmodics and he said maybe I shouldn’t have lowered the dosing… I let it go, but mentioned that in the Baclofen I have been able to take it only when I seem to need it… He didn’t look at my ears and I had realized it when we were leaving and so we were called back in the room and he checked both of my painful ears and he said that they were both fine; CRAZY, but good I guess! I love my MS, NOT!



Our old pharmacist that I still use for short-term meds had the prescription ready by the time we got there, with this crazy insurance I was thinking that we might be gouged not getting it mailed, but thankfully my co-pay was only four bucks! The emergency facility charges the same as the doctor’s office co-pay twenty-five bucks too!

Peace of mind, but not happy with this exacerbation and we all know in the MS World if these pills don’t do the trick I could be back on those horrendous IV’S of the Solu Medrol for days at a time, which makes my glucose go up way too high and my body get fatter too, and me with NO gym now!



Gosh, I have been here way too long for any of this and my body is telling me to say goodnight to all of you and that you should count your blessings and to kindly share all those overages with you know who and we will too!



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

Tuesday, October 22, 2013

I thought the idea of acting dumb being cute went the way of the Women's Movement back in the 1970's



As a matter of opinion, as always!

Slap me silly if I am wrong here, but many people who post what happened to them moment to moment are other women who seem so helpless to me?
I feel uncomfortable outing my gender, but why; I most definitely must ask?
Didn’t we women all fight the good war for equality in the home, school, in sports and workplace?
And someday they may even pay us an equal wage for an equal job well done or done better as most of us do!
Sure more women than ever before are working, I do believe the percentage is more than half, but I could be wrong, I have been wrong before…
And many men are now staying home to help on that end with rearing the children and food shopping and housekeeping etc, how truly honorable. It was when we did it and many did both like myself.

Than why, one might ask, do so many of my own fairer sex act so cutesy dumbfounded about things, asking known answers by anyone including them even if they only had half a brain and acting like, Gee if only I knew how to do this or what is this object that does that or can it do that with it?
When we all know that they SHOULD know!
Talk about scary things in life; this could set womanhood back decades!
Games?
I have read about older women, in their thirties, forties and fifties, on up... doing this ridiculous behavior for what purpose, attention?
Of course we all enjoy attention, but isn’t it a bit ridiculous to go after it in such foolish ways…by let’s call it as it is, ACTING DUMB!
And why is it that we women find intellect sexy in our men?
A stupid guy is just that!
Personally, 'acting dumb' put on the other foot is downright annoying and aggravating there is NOTHING at all cute about that in any man! And most women would absolutely agree.
I don’t think that any of us, male or female should act or think that we are know-it-alls though; arrogance is not appealing either, but DUMB IS NOT CUTE!

Being me I posed my provocative query to the net: "Is it really cute to act dumb?"
  • And here’s is what I got back: “Jessica answered 4 years ago
“Absolutely not. Acting dumb will only get you dumb boys. You do not want that! Be yourself & don't rush things, play hard to get, just be flirty =].

Another unnamed person also answered 4 years ago
“I've noticed many teenage girls do that. Do guys really find it THAT attractive or cute?”
Thanks to: http://answers.yahoo.com/question/index?qid=20100206052635AAoHExp
They do have more answers there if you dare to go…

Odd how it has progressed to older, more so-called mature women doing it in tweets and short blurbs on the social media sites, hmm?

I know this is just another pet peeve of mine and a bit of shame for my gender I think.
Many people follow these cutesy types to wait for them to need assistance I suspect or an online encyclopedia or an online fix it book, really! Or to just find a site that they themselves could have Googled, Asked or Binged!

It gets my goat to see that when they post, it seems that so many want to help them.
Healthy souls with quirky ideas or issues or not knowing the way to San Jose I say, RI- DIC-CU-LOUS!

If you really, really want to act that way, below is an instructional site for all who feel the need to get this odd attention by acting in this extraordinary, CUTESY DUMB WAY.

http://www.wikihow.com/Act-Like-a-Dumb-Girl

It is a must go to site for all who subscribe to the theory that dumb is cute!

And the below site is called STUPID CUTE; which is perfectly/acceptable fine with me for this particular female!

http://search.yahoo.com/search;_ylt=AkR2jrGlAnrZO5h5AFMI7s6bvZx4?p=cute+to+act+dumb%3F&toggle=1&cop=mss&ei=UTF-8&fr=yfp-t-600

On that note that some gals can be stupid and cute, as in the above youtube pic, allow me to be the very first to wish all of you a very happy good night and ask you to kindly count all your blessings and share all those overage with you know who and we will too!

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

Monday, October 21, 2013

Doing things according to your ability...




Interesting thing about exercising is that it is not a one size fits all type of thing.
And that you may have to tweak it even after you think that you have it all figured out…in the terms of some sort of routine.
But that’s a good thing.
Yep, sure we all have good days and bad days, true?
I know I do and you more than likely do too, right?
Well, this morning was one of those; oh you want to know which one, good or bad?
Bad, not in the sense of wanting to stay in bed with the covers over your head, but not real good either, mostly due to shoulder and chest pain; so I suppose it was bad.
In some ways I guess I am a bit of a hypochondriac, but if someone else were to say it I would definitely be insulted, and consequently no one has, since I do have too many real maladies for anyone with that much nerve to think that anything bothering me is imagined…
But whenever I get chest pains I worry about a heart attack, don’t laugh.
Too many women get misdiagnosed or not diagnosed properly, since in many circles the symptoms for a heart attack for women and men can be very different. Women’s symptoms below:
  • "Upper back pain, shoulder pain
  • Jaw pain or pain spreading to the jaw
  • Pressure in the center of the chest
  • Some sweating
  • Light-headedness or dizziness
  • Unusual fatigue, like they just ran a marathon

In general:
  • Angina: pain, discomfort, pressure or tightness in the middle of the chest that lasts for more than a few minutes or goes away and then comes back; sometimes mistaken for heartburn
  • Pain or discomfort in upper body including arms, left shoulder, back, neck, jaw or stomach
  • Difficulty breathing or shortness of breath
  • Cold sweat or sweating
  • Feeling of indigestion, choking or heartburn
  • Nausea or vomiting
  • Feeling dizzy, light-headed or extremely weak
  • Feeling anxious
  • Rapid or irregular heart beats"
  •  
  • Thanks to: http://www.symptomfind.com/health/heart-attack-symptoms-in-women/

And for men:
  • "Chest pain or discomfort that can feel like uncomfortable pressure, fullness, squeezing or pain in the chest. It may last for more than a few minutes, or it can come and go.
  • Discomfort or pain in other areas, such as one or both arms, the neck, jaw, back or stomach
  • Shortness of breath, lightheadedness, nausea, or sweating
  • Abdominal discomfort that may feel like indigestion"
Thanks to:

But I was wrong, thankfully or I would be dead by now; one would think?
I had Hubby get out the blood pressure cuff/machine and I am picture perfect these days, with 115/65; and that is with less blood pressure medication!
Although, I still had tightness in my chest and my shoulders that made me feel like I was terribly congested, as if I had pneumonia or something, without any fever. Besides I still have my pneumonia inoculation working until next April, it was a five year one, back in April of 2009!

Still baffled we went to the gym/rehab anyway although I doubted my ability to do the arm cycle.
Someone was on it anyway and so I started my workout on the total gym that uses my legs only and I was able to complete my 120 reps with two sets of sixty now without too much difficulty at all!
Again I chatted a bit too long with the gentleman who just lost his wife from lung cancer and I missed the opening to get on the only arm-cycle that had a seat that was removable to let my wheelchair saunter up to it…
And so I did the overhead pull down bar and there too I was able to complete my eighty reps, forty in either the direction.
Finally the arm-cycle was free, and Hubby wiped it down and removed the seat and I was set on it and did manage six and half minutes with quite a bit of pain, shoulder-wise, but I thought okay less can be more and then I saw James, one of the PT people, and I asked him to validate my provocative query, “When you hurt, you stop right?”
And he agreed after I told him how it felt and where. He said that I sounded quite inflamed or congested or some such thingy.
Even so I did try to go in reverse a bit, but a little over two and half minutes later was my limit for the day; how odd that I could pull that overhead bar down, baffling really?

Now sitting here I have no idea why my shoulders are burning in agony down to my wrists, and I cannot lift them very easily; they are being held close to my sides as I use this keyboard, I don’t get it?

I truly wonder what that is all about.

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

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

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