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?

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?

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?

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.

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?

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?

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?