Sunday, August 16, 2015

So I was thinking that...

As Americans we enjoy speaking our thoughts out loud, and that's a given; true?
Caution in expression when you have one or more on here, hmm?
Everything is copacetic, meaning, very satisfactory; but when it comes to the world it sadly is not.
The tendency is to check our words, since they are so powerful and can make you and who you use them on happy, sad, mad, etc.

So watch out! (Especially me.)

Moving on...

Next thought and odd to many; I am bruised from the IVs like I had not been before, two locations on that side, my left arm where the nurse, who just so happened to be older than me and suffers from  retinitis pigmentosa, so it took her three tries the first time and two on the second. And the first was not installing an IV, just going the direct vein route, but Hubby thought that is why there was a problem and said something to her so the next day she installed the IV like all the previous nurses had and with the equipment sent to handle the medication. So she had only to put in the Solu Medrol medication for the second and third days.
Here's where it gets curious, my right arm is also bruised and no IV was installed there, and there is also a flaky white colored pearlized bump. My concern is that when I was in the pool Monday and Tuesday I did on my short break weed the planters at the far end of the pool deck, heavily laden with grass from all the rain we have been having, due most likely from seeds spreading in the wind or from birds. I do realize that was way too long ago to be responsible for a spider bite, but that is the only thing I can up with, other than a couple of daddy-long leg spiders we have in the house that I reach down and kill in tissue and flush.
I do see my neuro this week and Hubby suggested I ask while there.
You do know that I was not being unkind about the nurse, but she seemed to have sour grapes saying that she will never be able to retire and that sadly her husband was in a wheel chair due to a freak falling accident crushing his vertebrae in his neck, my heart goes out to her and her family. She also mentioned that she was a breast cancer survivor, brava lady well done.
Every time I hear these things I feel a bit of guilt, but happy too that somehow we had scaled down in time to know that what we had would be enough to live on without too much concern. 
We are truly very lucky.
I only wish that others were too.
On that note of my thoughts out loud, 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 whom and we will too!

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

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