TMI and other misconceptions of reasoning for mine and other bloggers...

Being of a certain age and disabled it is quite cathartic to express what being able to discuss what most people will cut you off from saying when talking to them in person.

I have found in all my years that people in general, are of the ilk of only wanting to hear good news…
While reality is a denial for most, I on the other hand do believe it is necessary to share my personal feelings with others who may not have the courage or ability to do so and so using this forum has been beneficial not only to me but to others as well... How do I know this? Well, I do hear back from people and that feedback is most helpful for me to continue on.

Sadly, my friendship base in the real world has diminished with the shock of my new appearance. I believe, since I am not only fatter, actually obese, more weight on me than I have ever been and that I am also usually, on my mobility scooter or using my walker… Once, not that long ago, I was doing pretty good at a mere one hundred and three pounds and going to the gym five days a week for an hour and a half each day…but sadly my life has changed dramatically in the last seven years.
No longer can I be the helper in many ways, I am the one now needing the help. I no longer drive or have the ability to carry things for others who cannot.
But alas my brain works, sort of… and I can write, sort of… and think well, sort of… but talk, thankfully, I write the same as I talk, DEFINITELY!
Seeing is iffy and walking is nearly nil, but those above assets are all I got and so why not utilize what you do have?
And the fact that some don’t like it; I say TOO BAD!
The local news program of NBC in Fort Myers just did a story on telling too much, or TMI, on the Internet, causing problems for you. I do hope they were referring to teens and children who do not realize that what they share can have negative ramifications, like certain pictures, personal phone numbers and addresses etc. and such… not from adults who want to help make others realize that they are not alone!

Yes, I do believe that employers may look at those pictures if they Google you, and so never ever put anything you wouldn’t want them to see; just common sense. Having it seems to be elusive for some these days…

Personal photos rated ‘G’ or ‘PG’ is always welcomed, others are not appreciated, and will come back to bite you where the sun don’t shine.

Euphemisms are okay too!
Be cautious and critique all that you choose.
Beating around the bush is sometimes as well as it should get in the specificity realm of discussing things.
Not being dishonest is a fine line, but I do believe we all can do it, by censoring ourselves…not too much… why the newsies never do!
They have to tell it as it is, even if they are blushing inside, hmm?
Hypocrites or just believing their venue is the only legitimate arena for telling it as it is?
While you chew on that for a while, 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 we will too!

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

PS Good luck to ABC's Good Morning America anchor, Robin Roberts with her newest challenge in the ills realm...our hearts and hopes go out to her

Storm coming in... then away... too much noise... and still not right...

Sorry folks but I am still not feeling up to par… hopefully by tomorrow; mostly in bed today.

Brief and to the point...

I over did it in the pool for hours today and ate hotdogs outside like the rest of the world might do today.
I am paying now for those indiscretions, today.
My tummy aches and I am very cold still, although my 96.7 Fahrenheit temp has gone back up and beyond at nearly one hundred degrees, today…and the house is warm…but I am still chilled, today.
My socks are on with a blanky wrapped around me, actually on and off that shawl of mine today and the thermostat in the house reads 80 degrees Fahrenheit, today.
Dizziness is prevalent, today.
And I feel weak, today.
So tonight’s offering is done for now…so I can sleep…today…
NAH, way too early for that, but sitting here is difficult and so today, I will find a way to rest for now, today…and I will now close this boring mind display.
OKAY?

Refresher course for shooting, computer course scheduled, paella and a very rainy rainy day!

Today, I thought that I would get a chance to sneak in a quick bit of pool time before the arrival of the nurse to teach me how to, refresher course, shoot the Copaxone into my delicate body, bud dump bum…ha!
Unfortunately, as soon as I got my swimming gear on, which I must admit is rather awesome and odd looking… since it consists of a black skirted bathing suit that goes down to my knees with for added loveliness the Hawaiian dress from Dr. Leonard’s that I purchased months ago and never wore out in public until… I realized it was meant for just this use, that is, oddly enough because it is in bathing suit fabric… and it is worn not just as a cover-up but as an over the bathing suit protection from observance suit…, but wait there’s more, I then put on a heavy dose of sunscreen, the very white like clown makeup type all over my self, but mostly the face area, which I then cover with two sets of glasses one is my old fashioned metal rims that are solar sensitive changing capable in the gold silver combo, and over them thick gawky black large rimmed ones that most wear after cataract surgery.
And to top the whole majestic classy gal look off, a tied on straw hat! And I am ready for the plunge! Gosh, gone are the days where I would throw on two stingy/stringy pieces of fabric one for my tiny top and another for my tiny bottom and jump in!
Sadly, after I was prepared to get wet the sky decided to cause a stream of moisture to come in, odd how no one swims in the rain, when you go in to get wet… yea, I know lightening and all, not to mention the temperature dropping to an ungodly seventy something, only in Florida can you get away with saying that! And so the day went, on and off wetness all day long…

So I took an early shower and was all done much sooner than usual and it was a good thing.
The nurse made arrangements to be here between noon and one this afternoon. And before I knew it she had arrived, about forty minutes earlier than the scheduled time.
The reasoning of me finally saying yes to their follow-up was that this nurse was only less than a half hour away and without attitude, but also I was hoping for a reprieve on the location of two of my weekly shots, that is a new location that would be easier to do without spasms and needing a mirror or asking Hubby to do it, and nope the assigned location of the hips that I hate doing is written in stone, no changes, no alternate locations, no wiggling for more room to shoot! And so, although she was a very pleasant woman, my situation has not changed with that locale. And to make it worse for the first time in years, two, since next month it will only be two that I have been on the Copaxone I shot my right hip yesterday and then again today, a big oops, but no taken backsies…!


This afternoon, I received that call that I was hoping for, but did not think I would get until next week…The woman from the clinic who trains you on the computer for their program called and we scheduled for next week to begin my training, yea, this is going to happen!

To make the day more festive and to brighten our insides, I decided to make paella, since we had all the ingredients and it was very delish!

Unfortunately, my tummy is not enjoying it as much now as it did when it was going down… but am I the only Eastern European/American Jewish woman who loves spicy Spanish food? Dexilant has been taken and the Pepcid just a little while ago, will I ever learn? But I love it!
And my tummy doesn’t… oh poo!

On that bit of foolishness of an eating habit, but good news for my volunteerism, and not on the status quo on my shots…allow me to be the first to wish you all a very happy good night and ask you to count all your blessings and share all your overages and we will too!

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

Talk about odd occurrences, well the computer has many errors showing up, but on the bright side, somehow from somewhere my pictures all seem to have come back, wild!
They were gone for nearly a month on my Facebook page, but I fortunately had them stored elsewhere… but I’m not telling!

Another up and down kind of day...

Streaming voices constantly talking about which sites we should see and new pictures to see and think and what we should eat or recipes to make it ourselves…Geez, and I thought I was the only one with not that much to do and way too much time on my hands!

You know that gold star app on Facebook that you can hit to know what your, so-called imaginary ‘close friends’ are doing. I’m no fool, argumentative, but no one can really have that many close friends, hmm?
Too much work to cultivate all that love.
Who needs that?
Any-who, it’s driving me crazy, a short drive in my case, and I don’t know how or where to go to make it stop!
Is that what Twitter is like?
People telling you their every move and that you should look at me and mine, are we all that narcissistic?
I know I can be, but WOW it appears to be a contagion forming worldwide.
How dare they synopsis my elongated blog in such short staccato, brief, concise passages, I am appalled!
Even though I cannot understand how so many working people have that much time to post all day long… in a weird way I am slightly, very slightly envious of how they stream all that tedium of checking all those sites or creating from their brains or photo shopping those PICS or finding the time to take them their selves! I am truly baffled by it all, and to be honest my elderly computer pal here is not taking all that memory being used lying down, its reacting, and badly!

It sends me little encapsulated screen snippets of needing to make more room… I defrag and clear history and even run my Norton Anti-Virus and still it runs like a growling panther ready to attack! And in this state, of Florida, they are endangered, so please STOP!

Moving on…
The good part of the day is that I seem to be ready for training to work as a patient advocate, possibly next week.
It definitely appears to be a good fit for me, and I will be under the guidance of one of the computer trainers for the program that they use to do their jobs; assisting people who need help getting medication for their ills.
What a rewarding way to help the people who otherwise would have nowhere else to turn, for that kind of help.

When we returned home, the snail mail had been delivered, and within those delivery items of junk was my bill from my health department office visit of May tenth, they said they would bill me and they sure did, $130.40, more than twice or sometimes four times their usual office visit.
The coding was something they will be explaining next week after contacting my wonderful doctor; it has to be a mistake! They checked my vitals, and talked a bit about all my problems, but that’s what they always do… I will try and be a patient/patient since I asked what the additional charges were for, since the bill was not itemized…I will try hard to keep my cool, but we all know that that’s not easy for me!

On that bit of my quandary of not getting a lot of things, what’s up with that? Yep, confused is not the new sixty-two and never should be! LOL!
On that trying for a jest with the gist not getting in, 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?

Seventy is the new twenty, and if that's right, what does it mean to be sixty?

Should we all be ashamed of our real age?
Why can’t we say seventy is seventy?
And that you are doing fine!
Think about it, if seventy is twenty than what, is sixty, ten?

Nah, at ten we were all in school and had homework, couldn’t date, drive, vote or join the military, or work force, since Mommy and Daddy took care of us…Geez, ten ain’t that bad, him?

And at ten, we didn’t have sore joints or bad eyesight or care about how we looked or competed with other men or women to be the bestest, oh sure, maybe in board games or sports we would play or a foot race, but not in life, and wanting to make more money than G-d! (And that statement is wrong, since I am more than sure that he doesn’t deal in that type of currency.)
But being the age you are when you are should be just that, and we should all be proud at each and every year that we gain another! Since we all know the alternative to not getting older is DEAD!
Take a clue from George Burns who always told his age and lived to one hundred and worked nearly till the end or Betty White now ninety and proud and working more than ever and today an octogenarian, Rita Moreno feisty and loaded with smarts and gainfully employed and like Betty as sharp as a tack!

I so wish that I was in better health to do half of what they do! Yep, the health card does change things; even a child of ten can feel like ninety, if not well… that’s what should be important, i.e. how you actually feel… But be damned if you mention it in public…I have learned to fib, just a little, I know I abhor lying but, as many do… when I am asked, how are you today? Lately, I find myself saying okay or fine, even ‘great’ or ‘just ducky’; when I really am not, but if it is someone who knows my medical score/story I have a tendency to say, can’t complain, and if I did who would listen to me anyway. (Ha!) That ‘ha’ is important since most will think that you’re odd saying such a thing, but we all know that I am anyway, but it fools the strangers that know my ills, hmm that makes no sense what-so-ever!

We all know going out into the world when your life is not that exciting due to the inability to get out that often. Human contact is a lifeline to you being part of the world order and feel the need to talk to everyone you come into contact with… I know many have too much going on and don’t need some short fat scooterized blond blue-eyed gal annoying them with small talk or more substantive talk…Now when I say it like that it doesn’t sound that bad, does it?
I was referring to the blue-eyed blond part, yep its odd how my hair has maintained its natural blond colorizing since my fifteenth year on this planet with a few years of deviations of trying some other palettes along the growing up period and beyond!
The blue eyes have always been I hear tell that I was born that way! Although, believe it or not our younger son had blue eyes for years and then in his teens they turned hazel, just like his grandpa’s, my Dad’s, how odd?
And sadly I had not noticed until filling out a form, he held me to task on that one! Horrible mother I felt and feel that to this day. I always thought his were like mine and his two grandmas and our elder son’s were the same chocolate brown of his Dad’s…I was embarrassed by not noticing and saddened that they had changed, since we had been so much alike in too many other ways…I do believe it was only the beginning of our differences … another story another time…too sad.

In closing, I do have a point to all these ramblings and that is… that I will be in about three weeks, if lucky, sixty-two years old and I am looking forward to that milestone… some never reach it, too sadly… and I am pretty sure that I will…so I am happy about that and you should display that badge of honor and share it with all you hold near and dear, family and friends and strangers and whom ever will listen to you, get a loud speaker and shout it from the rooftop scream with your lungs or out of the window but hold on tight if you are up several floors, that you are so proud to be, Blankety Blank or an additional digit, like Willard Scott wishes Happy Birthday to those over one hundred which are many,(Willard being usually in D.C. or Florida) the station being NBC out of New York proclaims those daily for Smucker’s jams and jellies, his sponsor!
I mentioned holding on tight, because the last thing and it would be is... I mean if you let go and fell out of that window from, let’s just say from the tenth floor, now that’s gotta hurt… kidding! You know why? Because… if I gotta tell you than, see ya! HA!

On that loonier than I ought to be dissertation of the evening.., allow me to be the first to wish you all a very happy good night and ask you to 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?

I will try hard to maintain some decorum...

Being in the condition that I am daily has a way of changing at the drop of a hat…
With that said… my day went well… spent some time in the pool today, actually this morning, and my best time of day! I even helped Hubby weed a few of the backyard gardens… and then the drizzle came, and so I called it quits.
But it stopped and started, but with weather, one never knows its true intentions; does one?
So I hit the shower as usual ate some lunch and took my Copaxone, for the Multiple Sclerosis, shot as I do when done with my shower…
When I went into the zipper compartment holder, the size of the old pencil holders we used to use as kids, for my supplies for the shot I noticed I was down to only one left and so I went to the fridge to grab another five pack, that’s how they come, attached in fives.
The box in the fridge was the last one, which holds a thirty days’ supply, minus the packet I removed I had twenty-five days left, and so I wondered why I didn’t hear from Walgreen’s Specialty pharmacy, they always call before I need them…
And so I called, oddly enough they were just about to call me! All taken care of, and will be here by next week, Ta da!
My Dexilant, for GERD, also comes by mail, and that order went out the beginning of the week, oh that’s right, yesterday, yep, Monday.
Those two are under Assist RX (877-422-4412, is their toll free phone number, perhaps you too may meet their criteria or just copy and paste their site: http://www.assist-rx.com/) and fortunately I fit their criteria and get those two higher priced medications for free!
I am always here for you to help and share.
The other day I called them to tell them that I will soon be on Social Security and they said after a few necessary questions that it will still be covered by them, whew!
Just those two medications are over four thousand dollars a month!
Sadly, I have no idea what causes some medication to cost so much, which makes it always an issue for insurance companies and people without insurance to take what could save their lives, now does that seem fair to you?
Well, good companies like the one I mentioned above are a safety net for those of us who fall through the cracks, truly!
People should not have to die because they cannot afford the prescriptions that they need to stay well… most illness is not caused by the people who acquire them.
I do know that many unhealthy behaviors do cause some ills, but still, should people die because of that too?
If the scientists in the medical field would make the realization that anyone who becomes sick deserves to get well, perhaps the prices would come down and then the pharmaceuticals wouldn’t charge as much.
Those research programs are a good start if you are desperate and need help and don’t know where else to turn…
Why I myself considered them at one time.
I take fifteen prescribed pills and one prescribed shot daily, and thankfully my other medications only range in price from $2.99 to $16 a month, which makes it not that hard to manage. Not to mention, the pharmacy they come from also has free delivery! I know, amazing in this day and age. Although, I think I heard on the earlier news today that some of the hospitals are considering sending doctors out into the neighborhoods here to help the infirm…WHOA retro medicine! About time!
You never know what will come of that, perhaps humanity is back in the field of medicine, and instead of treating it as a business; wouldn't it be great if it will once again be a calling like the clergy is and that I thought that it was originally?
I hope I live to see that turn around!

Oh back to my health changing on a dime, well, I having been sitting here feeling sort of woozy or dizzy and weakish and so I do believe that I am done for tonight…too much maybe, even accomplished some laundry and homemade soup making too…tomato!

On that thought of warm fuzzies of comfort food, imagine a tuna salad sandwich to go with or a grilled cheese, neither that we had, but we did have multi grain garlic toast … 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?