No, it is NOT a lie...

 

My cardiologist, Dr. Aneley Yegezu Hundae, AFIB is an abbreviation for a Patient Education for Patients with atrial fibrillation, which the doctor said that I do not have, thankfully! ( I thought)

Dr. Hundae, as I call him is a graduate of Baylor University in Waco Texas, yes, the same university where the Gaines's met and eventually married from. The TV hosts of the home makeover program, Fixer Upper, Chip, and Joanna Gaines.

Anyway, also the University of Miami where my daughter-in-law received her law degree, of course, is well known for its medical school!

This a brand new local magazine and he is in the very first issue discussing atrial fibrillation and stroke.

Extremely interesting to read go to mydoconafib.com and enter CODE: PCC

To view the video version of this patient education program above!

It could save a life.

As we all know knowledge is power! But did you know who first said it? Sir Francis Bacon in 1597.

Moving on...

I did go to my neurologist yesterday morning and by the time I got there my eyes were much better so after she checked my eyes anyway, we moved on...to my dizziness and drunken sailor issue. Dr. Montoya believes it is in my inner ear causing the issue, so she called in a prescription for Meclizine 25 mg. 3X a day. https://www.drugs.com/meclizine.html

It is an antihistamine used for dizziness, basically.

The issue is that until last night I forgot I am also taking Benedryl as prescribed by my internist months ago to take at bedtime and he deleted the Claritin I had been prescribed years ago by my ENT Dr. Moss, he has since retired.

Last night, I took both, but an hour later I wondered if that was a problem, and since it was past any doctors being in their offices I instead called, would you believe Poison Control.  Stan there said that one time will not hurt you, but ordinarily, two antihistamines taken at the same time are not recommended. He also said that I should talk to the doctors tomorrow, meaning today, and get that straightened out.

So I will when I am all done doing this.

Moving on again...

The gold frame mini-project has been completed.

And below are the results.

I like it better now with some form of unity, having one silver one looked odd. Not to say that sticking precious baby and uniformed soldier picks haphazardly into exterior frames was nearly sinful, but it wasn't right! Now all are respectfully special in their own way! 

And so we must go for now...

Please be smart, as well as safe.

Have a very pleasant night.

Count those blessings, and we will too!

Next time, please be here or be square, ya hear!

Aussie, say Good day!

I am Aussie, not being from Australia, but American-made. I will comply anyway for the fun of it,... so I will say good day!

I am called Aussie, because my Mom asked a sixteen-year-old girl, who had been looking at me, in the crate at the adoption site that day what she thought I should be named. And without hesitation, the teenager had said, Aussie! She was just looking, by the way,... so Mom did not steal me from her.
We never did find out the girl's name, and Mom liked the name Aussie too. We have since found out that it is a very common name, but it is still just right for me! My parents think that I am uncommon though,...some might say even unique! I do like that.
I am an Australian Shepherd. Here is an interesting factoid, I was supposed to be a miniature Australian Shepherd, but...as you might know, I AM NOT! Although I am now three years old, so I am the baby, though tipping the scales around seventy pounds, HA! I must admit, a very big one! 
I was three months old when Mommy and Daddy adopted me. I had been taken out of a hoarder's home in the Carolinas with my litter. Below is my new PIC that had been taken on the birthday that I share with my Dad, but Dad is much, much older than me!!! I was the first to be adopted, February 16, 2018, his brother's birthday.

                            3 months................................................3 years

No tail/tale publishing, circa 2018. 

Get it? I was born without a tail, preferable for all Australian Shepherds; only one out of five are born that way!

                                           

Hello, I am Bella above, a Maltese Yorkie, a Morkie, and I might be five years old. I am the middle child, so I am what you would expect, with all those idiosyncrasies that go along with all that! Being the only girl has its rewards, as well as difficulties...We are all rescues, so no one knows for sure our ages. I was turned in from my previous family, stating that I was misbehaving with their elderly dog, they had said I was driving him crazy! I was the second to be adopted on 8/18/18, on clear the shelters' day!Oh, by the way, my record's called me Belle, and so for no known reason, Mom decided I was more of a Bella; beautiful either way!

Please don't forget me, I am Chance, pictured above, a Bichon Frise! I am six years old, so they think, and the eldest, and I like getting up early with Mom and Aussie. Bella sleeps in with Dad, till after seven most days, even later! I enjoy a good tug-of-war on the ropes that Dad had twisted for Aussie and me, and sometimes even Bella plays too! I was the last to be adopted, on January 23, 2020. 

I was wandering the neighborhood for days and then saw Aussie and Bella in their living room window so I hung out there... The Animal Welfare League checked me out and kept me for sixteen days until I was allowed to be adopted. Good evening? 

Now my name of Chance is because I was given another chance, it could be only the second one or perhaps more... The animal control lady came out to see if I had a chip with her machine, and Dad told her that he wanted to name me Chance. His reason being, that if no one claimed me, I want to give him a second chance! So that is how I got the name Chance!

Easy as Aussie, Bella, Chance, now you got it!