Saturday, November 30, 2013

No one's to blame...

But I am still the same... in too much pain...I apologize for the constant refrain...

Friday, November 29, 2013

Same refrain...

Still in pain.
Frustrating and not so tame...
And so I must continually complain...?
Who needs this frame of reference to remain?

Thursday, November 28, 2013

Still doing what I should and don't know...

...If it's any good...hard...it's really hard to be this good listening to what I should...tired of feeling poorly, pained and unable...miss all of you and hope you miss me too! I will try harder to get better soon, since this is too much to be understood!

Wednesday, November 27, 2013

Still somewhat sane...

But also still in quite a bit of pain...
And so lying flat in bed I must remain...
And yes, again, I will eventually explain!

Tuesday, November 26, 2013

Monday, November 25, 2013

Got back the Radon test results today



And the test was not bad, but a little bit of a question, since it is something other than lower than what should be perfectly acceptable; it was what is shown below:


Radon level in our home was 2.3, and the average outdoor is 0.4, and average indoor is 1.3, by the time it gets to 4.0 the EPA recommends action guidelines is to FIX the home.Lower levels just mean to monitor every two to four years.

And according to this report;
Our risks are not that bad.
 


Even though it was not that high, I did call our state EPA to find out more info and asked some questions, (each state does have a toll free number to call) and Mr. Clark Eldrige, the environmental scientist there, was extremely reassuring that we do not have to retest for about four years; that is unless we have another hurricane that takes the roof off or we decide to renovate. Apparently, disturbing the building any time or anything that could cause cracks in your structure, that is when it is a good idea to test for radon.
And I asked if he had others testing where we live and he said yes, and there has been some issues with radon locally, but ours is not that bad; fortunately.
And having a crawl space is a better construction than slab for this area, ours is on a slab, without any basements here due to high aquifers. Most of Florida doesn’t have basements for that very reason. Out of the three homes we have had here none had and only one had a crawl space.

So that’s it for tonight…
I am very tired and head-achy and my eyes are sore; I am quite literally a sight for sore eyes! HA!

On that note of not too much, 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, November 24, 2013

When most people talk online...



…They speak in short concise sentences, not long, way too long personal commentary with memories included…

Sure thing that most people realize that no one really cares if your mother’s father’s uncle knew so and so or you remembered a time when… and that your reasoning for going on and on when never really asked a question just shown something posted that they were interested in and perhaps you might be too, ya know?

Failing these social graces admittedly, while online is an extraordinary flaw in my personality, and it’s just as BAD in person, if not more so…


Who knows if it could go back to me being practically an only child, since my half brother was nineteen years older than me and was fighting in Korea when I was born and from there he spent most of his adult life in and out of VA hospitals, because of what happened to him over there…

I think it was PTSD, but I don’t believe they had that name for it yet, then.



Any-who, being the fact that my dad worked very hard with his cousins in the Eclipse on Route 17 in Hasbrouck Heights NJ, a bowling alley and cocktail lounge with entertainment, it had  a restaurant, and snack bar too that they all owned together he was gone a whole lot. Which he owned until 1965 from 1946, prior to that he had Irving's Dairy, a small grocery store from 1927, yep the heart of the depression till 1946 when he joined his cousins in the Eclipse.

But mom when she wasn’t feeling poorly was pretty good with me and my quirkiness, and loved music too. She was ten to fifteen years older than most of the other moms on the block, since I was a product of her and dad’s second marriage, he having been a widower and her a divorcee from a philandering musician and at the time had a nine year old son… She was a legal secretary for years and then dad and his cousins had mom help with the business books sometimes, so I was told.

So dad apparently felt with mom’s not feeling well, I think even at that time she was undiagnosed with rheumatoid arthritis, which most people didn’t discuss illnesses then for some reason, but she was in a lot of pain and had Gold Shots in those days, the fifties and nineteen sixties… Mom sort of worked from home when needed.

Although, my mom was thirty-nine when I was born and dad was forty-three at that time, I would find my mother dancing when I came home from school, to usually a rock and roll station, and she was well into her forties by then, maybe even fifty something!

Dad would send us away for the holidays to the mountains, meaning the Catskills with great hotels with all the amenities, from delicious Kosher meals to top entertainment in their nightclubs, swimming pools, indoors or out, same with ice skating rinks and I would meet kids from the city, that is New York, who were older than me and very smart, since they had what is called a two in one year program, and so most graduated around sixteen or younger, not eighteen or even seventeen like I did…

And so being from Brooklyn, Long Island, or even Manhattan they sure were a bit more worldlier than me… and so I was apt to become more sophisticated just by association, or not!

And so after the summer or fall or winter or spring that I had been there for a vacation I always felt that my at home friends were, well different than me… and most didn’t want to hear a thing about my time away from them…

That I so totally enjoyed, but I suppose sounded as if I was bragging a bit?

So I stopped trying to talk to people, since no one was interested I suspect…

And for a few years people liked me for that and told me everything, in fact more than I wanted to hear from them!

And I complained to someone, a close friend or my mom or somebody, but no one knew what to do, until… I thought long and hard…to reverse the talking to boring them and oddly enough, you know something, sadly, it has never ever stopped since then!

It got worse when I was fifteen and had the privilege of going with my parents cross country that summer of 1965 and we visited forty states and many of the major points of interest from you name it, Yellowstone, Grand Canyon, Squaw Valley and Sun Valley which I so enjoyed ice skating in the summer, LA and San Fran and as we crossed the country that incredible summer each major city we left had a race riot right behind us… what a harsh and horrid time for many and an education for me nightly on those hotels TV sets…

You see my dad had retired by selling the Eclipse that April 1, 1965, since he and only his one cousin Ike were alive their two other partners had passed away and they were killing themselves never taking days off.. Due to a few robberies, and oddly enough it turned out to be their own night watchman, just horrid! I can still hear dad on the phone with the police with them telling him, just after he had just gotten home that there had been another break in!



It was good idea to sell the place and so he and his cousin made that decision, since Ike was also a lawyer by profession, like his brother that he put through law school, it was all done very nicely and sold to someone who was able to pay them what they asked for it, so I was told many years later, and that is why my father who had worked from a small child and owned his own businesses from the age of nineteen, finally retired at the age of fifty-eight!

Dad did get a bit bored after about six months of trying hard to do hobbies, but he loved people more…and so after awhile dad went to that job service Snelling and Snelling and he started working part time at different jobs like when he was nine to find what he liked, but it would be years later that he would find it, after I was married woman and when we all had moved to Lakewood NJ, us first then Mom and Dad, six months later and only a mile away from us… and Dad continued doing odd jobs when not driving his neighbors hither and yon or mom too, he delivered false teeth and other things as his assignments…until he became a part-time toll taker on the Parkway right by his exit, he worked about twenty hours a week until a year and half before he died at the age of seventy-nine on Mother’s Day May 11, 1986! Four and half years after mom…



You see, this is what gets me on the “don’t engage or talk to list!”

 So many things in life create our minds to remember and so before it is all forgotten I write it down…that’s all.



I highly recommend to all of you, for when mom died it was instantaneously practically, only in eleven and half hours, from a major stroke that she never awoke from on February 15, 1982. And I never was able to ask her so many things, things that today I still want to know…film your loved ones or tape their voices, whatever you can do and get your family histories or questions or secrets answered when they are still alive and well or have time from their deaths' call and it will be something to cherish long after they are gone…Dad had five and half weeks while hospitalized from his brain stem thrombosis, highly unusual to have that long…and we talked and talked...



It is very nice to remember nice times from long ago, so write it down to share with whomever you care to…



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



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

PS There is so many more things to tell…Ahhh memories!

Saturday, November 23, 2013

Lately I have been noticing that I have become more receptive to...



…People asking me to ‘like’ their page.

You see, their need to be liked is a natural part of every human beings desire for acceptance, and the only reason I am so in agreement with their requirements to be approved of is due to a rather long period in my own life where I too felt that need… but these days, I must admit, at times, I have found that I too have a slight twinge of that vague emotional want of that high as well and still, and so…I ‘liked’ three alone, just today!

1.     “Home is the womb that holds the soul.”  That Vincent J. Barra requested.

2.     “Authors, Speakers & Event Producers Network – ASEPN” That David Simone requested.


3.     “How to overcome stage fright” That Yaoz Agmon requested.


Apparently, from a few of my lesser known/speak with, Facebook friends…it’s the least I can do, the very least…bud dump bum…


Oddly enough their topics did catch my interest.


Don’t get me wrong I am not so esoteric, (although I do agree with that first titled page) but I am definitely not really a legit author or a performer or public speaker (anymore if ever)… but they did profess to have subject matter that if I was in that market I would or should or could possibly desire to hear a little more about all of those, from their own personal slant on those things, ya know?


But since I am pretty much a bum these days…I wouldn’t know what to do with any of that stuff from their particular viewpoint, but perhaps you would?


Sure I could pass it on to you guys here, but basically isn’t that what I just did, didn’t I?


People are amazing and hopeful and happy and they/you and I have shared sites that make us all have certain feelings of joy, sorrow, and numerous other emotions. My most recent site that I do go back to on and off these last two days, since I heard about it on that video TV show of "Right This Minute", ABC Tampa here, check your local listings, only yesterday is that as many may have noticed they are also giving away a 42” TV if you hear/see their Buzz word daily on their show and enter… Yea, sure “giving away”, not to me people! But it is one of those no obligation to enter contests and so far no additional SPAM that I can detect has been sent…Any-who, the video is called “Happy”, by Pharrell Williams and it runs 24/7 with all different people dancing to his four minute long song and if you click on the right side of the whole screen of the video you can change it to another person or just watch it straight on, and eventually the people and locations change too! http://24hoursofhappy.com/


And the people have been from every walk of life, young and old, earlier today there even was a very overweight woman with an impishly cute face sporting a pixie styled haircut of her dark hair, sitting in her mobility scooter holding a parasol, dancing in time to the music from her waist up, as well as adorable young couples, a novice skate boarder, (fell often but got back on), a small girl child with balloons and adorable viral smile  …and on and on… it is truly amazing and the lyrics are so contagiously cheerful; it is a feel good sort of thingy, ya know?


So on that high note, allow me to be the very first to wish all of you a very HAPPY good night and ask you all 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, November 22, 2013

Taking medications has its necessaries...



I bet you’ll think that once you get on these drugs, albeit, legally prescribed ones… that all you have to do is just take them, hmm?
Well in a way you are right, but there is a right way and wrong way to take them…
If you are given instructions, which all pharmacies should do and I do believe they are legally obligated to do so by a bond or threat of going under, or some such thingy; they will tell you to take them with or without food, or at bedtime, or before or after meals, or gosh this many times a day…and then to make sure that you are well aware of all the side effects you must read the small print that also claims it is not recommended to drink alcoholic beverages with some due to causing sleepiness or dizziness, but other ones it is ok to help you fall asleep and that if it is taken hours after, i.e. the alcoholic beverage of choice, and don’t eat any grapefruits with others, since doing any or all of those things you could drive into traffic and kill yourself or maybe others or just yourself with a blood clot anywhere on your ill body! This is all very true!
And to maintain that these wonder drugs, and now we all know why they are called that, hmm, I am still wondering why I am taking them....any-who... that periodically we will have to test your blood to make sure they are really working and not causing any other diseases that they cannot help, but could cause, by accident, of course, not by us not warning you since we did comply with that obligation here or there or sometimes in the last year, we must send you about four times a year to a Vampira or Vampire to withdraw your ruby golden liquid to test, which holds the keys to your very existence, but to make sure that you are still okay and that your insurance is still working okay too…, hmm?

And so that is where we went, in the wee hours of this morning, not really, but before nine A.M., for my blood-work to be put on trial within those cute little vials...
Mine are always fasting, blood tests that is, and that is to see that whatever I usually eat for breakfast has no effect on my very own blood that I will shortly after the test is all over with and all is said and done… I will then install things that will compromise my stuff that flows within me that they so cautiously tried to protect, got that?
Seems a bit silly still to me, to you too?
Now add in the fact that I am back on the steroids… and they do allow for medications to be taken, even water or black coffee…I did not take those meds or even start my new step-down steroids until it was all over, ha, I suppose I fooled them, huh!
I did NOT eat nor DRINK OR medicate!
Purity at its so-called finest, we will see what we will see by what I have so boldly done…
But for the heck of it and to get sort of a baseline, since I had been on those confounded silly step-downs twice this month before, more than a week or so, each for six days and so is this one also a six day one, once again…I tested my fasting glucose and you know what?
It tested at 115, now according to all those silly charts that they give to you from the doctor’s office, fasting overnight glucose to be normal should be 100 or below…well, all I can say is that these dumb steroids are screwing with me, and that boy I am sure glad I did not start the newest ones until after the test was done… looks like someone may be failing their A1C, I sure hope not!

On those notes of what and who knows for sure anything, allow me to be the very first to wish all of you a very happy good night and ask you to kindly count all of your blessings and share all of your overages with you know who and we will too!

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

Thursday, November 21, 2013

You gotta love the state you're in when it has its priorities right!



NBC -2 News out of Fort Myers Florida: did two polls, one for whether or not Congressman Tres Radel should step down from his position due to admitting the fact that he pleaded guilty of possession of cocaine, in a sting, in our nation’s capital, of Washington D.C., on October 29, 2013.
The question is still up on their site and currently it shows that 74% think that he should step down and 26% believe he shouldn’t. In another poll having not a thing to do with this one…is whether Medical Marijuana should be legalized here and the current results of that poll is 82% are for and around 16% against; YAY Florida, you finally got something right!!!!!
Although, these polls don’t make laws, the only use for them is to show how many in our area of southwest Florida believes this is what should be…and for that I am oh so proud; small things, hmm? I’m easy…sometimes!

In other news…
Moving on… is more like it…
Saw the neuro doc today and guess what?
That last refill for the step-down steroids meds is now in the house!
She doesn’t think I am having an exacerbation per se though, but that I should take it for the inflammation/congestion…which hopefully will be all gone soon! Because…

Guess what arrived early?
I can’t hear you!
That’s alright, cause as always I will take your silence as a yes.
The new air-filters!
And Hubby installed them as soon as we went into the house from coming home from the doctor’s.

I may be imagining things, but I do believe that the odor; which is/was sort of like mushrooms, along a fallen leaf filled muddy path; appears to be lifting…Great description, don’t you think? It came to me while we were out, although the odor was not at all pleasant…too bad not truffles; instead of just generic mushrooms, hmm?
But sort of that smell… gosh could I have the smelly sense of a pig?
I sure hope not! Although, than they would be TRUFFLES and I could be rich! LOL!

Exhaustion overtakes us both way too often these days, with Hubby working outside and me doing laundry before we went to the docs, we both were pooped.

And so I suggested China City, but Hubby still picked it up and yes I do have three again, that is Chinese Fortune Cookies' fortunes!
I did like the first one Hubby opened; it was, “When your self-worth goes up, your net-worth goes with it.’’ If only, hmm?
Then I opened mine and this is it, “You will be asked to step up to the plate in new ways.” Sounds like more responsibility than this tired sick old retired gal wants or needs…methinks, ya think?

This last one is a bit cryptic, “Pay attention to your nonverbal clues, and try turning it down.” Now if it added “a notch” to the end of that statement, I would be able to understand it better, but to me, it’s not as plain as to you I think, huh?

Any-who, I suppose that’s it for tonight… and with that note of what’s happening here in my part of the world, 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 overages with you know who and we will too!

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

Wednesday, November 20, 2013

Skip a word...




Save a thought of completion.
Nah, most have the savvy-ness to get it…!

Coherency is to make a sentence flow with consistent information that has sustenance and quality of understanding located within its framework, huh?
Yep!
That is what is done with making sense out of sentences!
Lacking particles creates what is better known as fragmented passages.
Sadly, again due to who knows what, but I rather like to think that nasty MS for short, Multiple Sclerosis for long, is responsible mostly for when the odd occurrence happens of me forgetting little bitty things such as: a, is, it or, any habitants with mild to middle reasoning for allowing one to acquire the gist of what my compulsion is for anybody to get me, or what I have tried my darnedest to say to you all, got that?!

So what can one do?
Edit over and over again, or worry, or leave it alone, and expect people to understand?
I have tried all of those above things and believe me when I say it is all rather exhausting…
You see, I have an archaic spell and grammar check and it is no better than those on Twitter; where they change what you say to what they think you are trying to express, auto-check, or some such thingy I think it is called?
Doesn’t matter, since all that I am trying to prove is… just remembered; it is auto-correct! But it proves my point that even machines, high tech machines are imperfect; so why do we feel bad when we goof?

I hereby declare that from this day forward all grammatical mistakes, not done with malice of forethought in mind, will be considered now and forever, OKAY!
No one is ever under any obligation to forgive this benign arbitrary confluence of jibber jabber of lack of understanding and so all of my readership is now capable of not feeling obligated to make any intolerant fun of the delivery of this blog’s technique to be heard, you hear me????? LOL!

Of course all people’s who try hard enough to decipher the contents on a nightly basis are all now and forever exonerated from all and ever having the feeling of not being loyal to this writer and all current and future works on this or any other venue, got that?
As true and honest a presence as any of you can be, be made rest assured that this is all poppycock and foolishness and gibberish with a pinch of who knows what for all sincerity and lack of any anguish but with harsh wholesomeness as rhetoric of the lowest form…trying for entertainment of all parties who succumb to this nightly nonsense, and I dearly thank you all for this…

As one may have ascertained that my sleep has continued to be lacking of quality and it has a way of causing results not unlike a druggy would have with rattling on and on… sleep deprivation has that way of causing that phenomenon to an already compromised brain… think about it and then…

On that note of what is dope (slang kid term, think I used it right?), 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!

Tuesday, November 19, 2013

Imagination and creativity are born in you, not taught.



How many agree with that entitled statement?

Perhaps, many schools have journalism classes, but few have creative writing ones, true?

Sure we can all be taught proper grammar and spelling, well some can.

It has appeared over the many years that I have had the dilemma of not always being grammatically correct, but aside from my desire to create new words my spelling has been impeccable, at least I think it has? (It could be attributed to all those 100's on those quickie quizzes in fifth grade!)


Malapropism and homonyms are occasionally my downfalls, but can make for an amusing blog that is at times unbeknownst to me?

Sadly, my brain seems to have sometimes that deficit.

In case anyone has forgotten what a malapropism is; the comedian Norm Crosby uses them all of the time in his stand up act, which creates many lovely hours of joy, but his is done on purpose, mine not so much! But please remember that I have MS and although I do enjoy a glass of wine often, I am not an alcoholic, okay?

Here’s the definition of malapropism:


“Full Definition of MALAPROPISM


1. The usually unintentionally humorous misuse or distortion of a word or phrase; especially:  the use of a word sounding somewhat like the one intended but ludicrously wrong in the context

2:  malaprop

Mal·a·prop·ist noun

Origin of MALAPROPISM


Mrs. Malaprop, character noted for her misuse of words in R. B. Sheridan's comedy The Rivals (1775)

First Known Use: 1849”






Now most everyone understands homonyms, correct?

Refresher: “a word that is spelled and pronounced like another word but is different in meaning.” Thanks to: http://www.merriam-webster.com/dictionary/homonym

Got it?

Some could say that the misuse of words means that you are actually not very bright, oh no, I hope that isn’t the case with me!

Auditory discrimination can also cause not hearing the words correctly when originally taught them, could also be attributed to in adulthood not using them properly, but I assure you all that is not my problem… in my case, it is more than likely short circuiting, since diagnosed with Multiple Sclerosis.

Over these last few years I have found that I cannot, at times, recall what something is called, and thanks to Hubby who has been there to understand me, by my descriptions, what I actually meant, voila, the word is found!

I believe this comes up due to a diminishing of my cognitive ability; shall we venture further into what cognitive ability is?

I can’t hear you!

In this case though, it is okay, I will again take your silence as a yes…

Cognitive ability is:

cognition /cog·ni·tion/ (kog-nish´un) that operation of the mind process by which we become aware of objects of thought and perception, including all aspects of perceiving, thinking, and remembering.cog´nitive

cog·ni·tion (kg-nshn)

n.

The mental faculty of knowing, which includes perceiving, recognizing, conceiving, judging, reasoning, and imagining.”
Thanks to: http://medical-dictionary.thefreedictionary.com/Cognitive+ability
I do believe we have all been schooled, or refreshed, or whatever! LOL!

Basically, what diminishes is vital to a cohesive ability to think out things to wander through life with full knowledge of what one is actually doing at any point in time, got that?



My only concern is that with this nasty illness called MS for short, Multiple Sclerosis for long, how does one know that what is transpiring is not dementia of Alzheimer’s disease?

Ah, I do suppose though if it gets to that point one wouldn’t be able to ask that particular question, hmm?

And no, I take those two illness very seriously, since Hubby and I have both been touched, now no jokes about being touched, but his Mom has dementia and my Mom’s sister had Alzheimer’s, but died, thus the had… still no cure for either!



So you can genuinely understand my concern, I bet.

But at this point in time no one has the ability to cure any of the aforementioned ills of no return, including my MS and therefore what the heck, hmm?

Nothing one can do about any of them, hmm?

Just blatant thoughts thrown out there…

That is to my brilliant readership and so on that note of GEEZ, allow me to wish all of you a very happy good night and ask you to all kindly count 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!



PS the above thoughtful process of long-winded drivel most likely can be caused by my painful night of not much sleep due to eye and head pain; quite severe! When all else fails to make sense I have found there is nothing like a legitimate excuse, so there! (I have just stuck out my adult tongue once again, and boy did that feel really good, ha!)

Monday, November 18, 2013

There's always more to a story than what you might see...



Last night’s reporting action was minimal, and there was a reason for that!

I am happy to say that by all things good and dear to us, Hubby felt that he had a very good day!

Number One Son arrived much earlier than expected, by nine thirty A.M. and I felt the need to feed him and us since we had not had our breakfasts either.

But the plan was to have the remaining meals out for the day as well as the entertainment.

And so this it what we did…

After breakfast we hung out and chatted and even chose to order a birthday cake from our grocery's excellent bakery, they even customize…it is Publix and I felt like I was ordering a new car or some other such specific stylized object… It was supposed to be done sneakily without Hubby’s knowledge, but he had to know, ya know? And so I rattled off the questions from the baker who hung on the other end of the line with all of our choices being named in a sequence from icing, butter cream, cake type, marble, and filling strawberry, and these my friends where the real berries and of course, size did matter for only three of us, a seven inch was plenty and lest us not forget what it should say on that tiny space… I almost started saying the lyrics to that Beatle song, "will you still love me when your sixty-four", but we all know that would have been ridiculous so we went the simple benign route with a Happy Birthday, stating his new age, of a year older than me and of course his moniker! We did that all that time and before we knew it started to turn into the afternoon and a bit later than our usual noon meal so that was a good time to get going… and now we wouldn’t be eating two meals so close together.


After one original restaurant idea was trumped by another than we chose, the Cracker Barrel, where everyone could have what they like at a fair price, since I was treating, huh? Everyone knows it’s our money, but anyone who's married understands. Hubby had chicken and dumplings, Number One had meatloaf and I had their delicious trout!

Number One Son tried to fight me for the check, but I said to him that he could pay for the cake as a compromise, and that seemed to keep the peace.

Wild Bird seed was picked up at the Tractor Supply Store, which was on the way to our next stop.



And that was to Fisherman’s Village since the night before was their very early holiday decorating of there, everything was sparkling even in the daytime when we arrived after our later than usual lunch. I apologize that again I had forgotten the camera, but I am more than sure we will be there many times in the next several weeks and at  least one or more of those times I will more than likely have my camera…



We picked up the cake on the way back to the house… for dinner we had planned that too that the men would pick up a pizza and Greek salad at Bocca Lupo; yesterday it was a full-moon again and so we were getting another 18”pie that was usually $15 now for just half price, at just $7.50, while their very super large Greek Salad was $7, the small is big too; for only $5!



And that is what the men did at the dinner hour… was go out and pick that up and a while after we lit the cake and sang good ole Happy Birthday in the privacy of our own home without a royalty charger to be found anywhere, ha!



Sadly, before the day begun, my night before had been fraught with pain and I had to wear my neck brace and so I showered early that morning to try to alleviate that pain, but others always seem to crop up like my lower back… I said nothing or very little and the day went fairly well without incident. Number One took my wheelchair in and out of the car and pushed me too, giving Dad a break.



But that night my not taking the Nexium I do believe caught up with me since the burning in my esophagus was too much to bear, I tried everything from Pepcid to green tea with honey and even moist heat applied to my throat and chest region and by two-ish in the morning I acquiesced to the Nexium, I had gone about four days without, uh oh I suppose I’m hooked, not that kind of medication though, really!

Any-who, I suppose I am back on it since I took just before I sat here tonight after dinner as I had been doing for just about a year…



All in all though it was really great getting out it had been not since October 21st! I checked the stamp from my last gym/rehab visit that is unless you count the doctor visit on the 23rd?



On that 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 all those overages with you know who and we will too!



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

Saturday, November 16, 2013

MOLD and more, any help...?



There is a certain amount of responsibility that I feel I should give to anyone reading my nightly blogs, and that is for me to not just spewing things, right or left, up or down or what have you, but by backing up my statements with actual facts.
Below I have incorporated links to sites that handle information pertaining to indoor air pollution.
To be honest, they are quite assessable for anyone by just searching.


As far as hepa filters go, most are made in standard sizes and heating and air systems use those and they are easily found at your local hardware or hardware warehouse stores, but if yours heating and air-conditioning system has an odd size than the site above will make one for you to your own personal specs!

We all want to have healthier living spaces.
And this is day two of removal of the air fresheners and plants, but so far I have not noticed that big a difference.
My eyes have still been irritated and this morning my right, legally blind eye was in a lot of pain! Now all I did for it was used my Alaway drops and that simple procedure, after the sting diminished, appeared to help. What does that say about my eye pain?
Perhaps at times it is not caused by all my other eye diseases just old fashioned allergies? Although, my left eye keeps seeing flashes of light and the blurriness goes in and out…
Indoor allergies could be responsible too, it’s been a month since I have left the house, actually longer…

But tomorrow, our Number One Son is coming down for his Dad’s birthday, my Hubby that is! 
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Love you honey, happy early birthday!

You see, he reads this nightly too!

And so where was I?
Yes, we will be finally breaking me out of this happy cheerful but confining household!
Perhaps, even Monday I may attend an exercise program at the rehab/gym?
We will see…
Or I may wait to get a clean bill of health from my neuro; since my three month checkup is this week too…
I have been having too many weird things going on…

Even with me getting rid of another one of my medications three days ago, the Nexium; it occurred to me that perhaps my gastro doc was calling to make sure I was okay.
So about four days ago I started wondering how odd that seemed… and so I Googled the side effects of the Nexium and you know what?
Not unlike many/all medications the side effects are chilling!
And I have been on this medication for quite some time now; in fact it was nearly a year, from December of 2012.

Sure my tummy has been starting to bother me again and so I am taking a couple more Pepcid; according to the pharmacist, with my stomach history, three spaced over a 24 hour day is not that terrible, so every eight hours instead of twelve hours.
And I have cut back considerably on my spicy foods!

On that note of much note I hope, 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, November 15, 2013

You would think that...



Trying to get a disposable filter for an air/heat unit wouldn’t be that difficult, hmm?
Why me then?

Yep, I know that we have been spoiled these last fifteen years with our forever filter that all Hubby has had to do was take it out into the garage and wash it in our utility sink out there with some Lysol on the fifteenth of each and every month?

But no, apparently that’s not good enough and so now with the professional environmentalist’s recommendation I had to go on a quest to make this home a much healthier place to dwell, not just for me but for all of thee/we, Hubby, Skipper and me too!
A hepa filter was what I aimed to find, not difficult for standard issue, that is sizes that are the usual, but ours is NOT!
In fact not one place had our odd size, of 12 ½” by 21”, less than one inch thick and so I called the manufacturer, why not?
We have a Ruud or I should say a Rheem unit, but Ruud is where I went and as soon as Blake heard the model number and the serial number he said you do know that is a Rheem?
I said oh yes that is what it does say on it, and he said that’s okay he would check for the filter and he took my name and phone number to call me back…

In the interim I Googled Rheem and found out that they did not have a toll free number on their site, in fact no phone number that I could see at all; only email contact with a form that asked everything but my rank, and so I filled it out with of course their request for the model and serial number and the empty space for the question and so again I requested our special sized one, but as of yet I still had not hear back from them!

During this waiting period I again Googled, but this time our not usual size need and this time I was able to ascertain someone who had it, well not it but specialized in making it accordingly to the actual size that you needed!
And oddly enough it was Lowe’s online only, not in their store either, through the manufacturer Filtrete and it will be protecting us from dust-mites, mold spores, pet dander, smoke, smog, bacteria, particles that carry viruses and odor, lint, dust and pollen and each one in the six pack lasts ninety days and all that for just $124.20 plus tax, with free shipping, although it won’t be here until 11-24-13, which is a Sunday, I suppose the specialty guys delivery even then?!
Hours passed by and I decided to called Blake back before I made and absolute commitment and asked if he was able to find our size?
He said that yes he had and I asked him how much would it be?
And he said $49.97. I asked for how many? He said, just the one. I said how long does it last? He said ninety days, and I told him about the ones I found he said go for it and that he was familiar with the brand and they are good! He doesn't know me, of course my finding was more cost effective and with his way high price it was a given to go with my finding!
And so I did commit, but as I said it will take nine days to get here.

But that lag time bothers me; why now when we have gone this long without…that's rather silly of me, hmm?

The Petri dishes were thrown out today via Hubby. I had asked Kent Macci from the Sarasota environmental health division on what was the proper way of disposal of them and he said the same way as you would dispose of those science projects in the fridge, encompass it in a plastic bag, and next throw it away in garbage can!
Here’s a final look at the nastiness growth and yes, that is/was ours!







On that note of YUCK, 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!



Thursday, November 14, 2013

Toxic Black Mold and Pussycat Dog....



Fluffy white puff with dark greenish black stuff, and this my friends is what is called TOXIC BLACK MOLD!

SCARY!

And so not so brave gal here who compared this finding from the guest room book shelf Petri dish to an online sampling, but for picture taking purposes Hubby transported to the top of our decoupage trunk in this our screen room to get a better PIC; not an exact match but fairly close.

And so I called guess?

The CDC and a man there named, Brian, at the center for disease control, and yes they do have info on sick house syndrome…he said check for any pipe leaks in the bathrooms or even the fridge etc, wherever water could come in…

But alas he sent me via to my in state number to our Florida State Health department, air quality environmental health programs division that handles mold issues.

A nice gentleman up there in Tallahassee,Tim Wallace, told me that the test was not a great way to determine whether you have mold or not, consequently all Florida homes do have some mold, but if you can’t see it physically on walls or in them, it’s not that big an issue unless it is making you ill! But he said that those Petri test kits sold in those hardware warehouse stores are not necessary, but that we had tested for radon, also that they sell and as well as our carbon monoxide alarm too was worthwhile and both were a very good idea and that the radon one was sent in the other day was great.

He told me that he would contact a more local health department environmental agency person, a Kent Macci, and it was he who called me from Sarasota and recommended a few things like a disposable hepa filter to put onto our air/heat conditioner system, all these years Hubby has been washing ours that is a permanent filter not a disposable one.

But he said that it should help.

Now all my houseplants are outside, apparently they could also be culprits with standing water and improper drainage, with our locked up home that PS in Florida I was retold that opening windows for any reason, even with low humidity outside can and will allow mold spores in!

Perfect humidity inside should be around 50% and our temperature between 75 and 77 degrees Fahrenheit is just fine.

And those plug in air fresheners too are bad news apparently and we had five with a lavender scent in our two bathroom two bedrooms and the laundry room… all gone now!

No more aerosol sprays; only pumps and Lysol is fine.

And this last person, Kent, said to call him back in a week to see if any of his suggestions helped and if not we have more possibilities to call.






The white fuzzy one is ours for

some reason the dark green inside of it is not showing up as well here, but believe it is there! Just like the one with the four spores’ shows.



Moving on…

Pussycat dogs, well Skipper had a great teacher for being a well balanced mate, get it crew mate?

For many of his years he had a handsome male feline Casey the orange long haired Tabby to show him how…Sadly, Casey's last days were in October of 2010, he had a horrible cancer and as you can see, at age thirteen he is not his usual gorgeous self with his leg shaved due to having been on IV's, but a lovable guy to the end...



And as you can see our Skipper utilizes his ability to keep up with all happenings going on the neighborhood or just pining for Hubby when he goes out on errands 



the END!



On that note of a bit of silly, allow me to be the very first to wish all of you a very happy good night and ask you to kindly count all you 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!

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