tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-101349692024-03-13T08:25:19.493-05:00When Life BitesKeep moving forward. It's the only direction.
This is my story, my life, my words.phsymomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16665627635577034243noreply@blogger.comBlogger103125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10134969.post-29263270121498340332012-05-10T11:04:00.001-05:002012-05-10T11:04:38.153-05:00Yard Beautiful?<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><span style="color: orange;"><strong>Mmmmm, some really good, kick butt BBQ sounds delish right now! I just don't think my tummy could handle it today. :( Maybe by this weekend ... YUM.</strong></span></span><br />
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><strong>I don't know about the rest of you, but my plants are not blooming much this year, except for Dad's rosebush. I suppose after the drought last year, I should be happy that I still have plants that are alive. The magnolia trees in my neighborhood are in full bloom. The look and smell beautiful.</strong></span><br />
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><strong>I love spring and coming home to a freshly mowed yard ... love the smell of fresh cut grass. Our grass and weeds are growing so fast this year because of all the rain, that the yard has to be mowed every two weeks. That my son does not like as he is our current mower of the yard.</strong></span><br />
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><strong>Last year we made some new flower beds around the trees in the front yard; but never planted anything. I need to get on that pretty soon. There are just so many things to get done. My first priority though is getting everything together for my yard sale in 1-1/2 weeks.</strong></span><br />
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><strong>Thank goodness my sister is coming to help.</strong></span>phsymomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16665627635577034243noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10134969.post-26906278957983828142012-04-24T13:21:00.000-05:002012-04-24T13:21:08.428-05:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<span style="color: #666666; font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><strong>Grrrrrrr! Had a wee bit of an argument yesterday evening. Those of you with medical issues understand that extreme emotions can cause a "flare".</strong></span><br />
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<span style="color: #666666; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"><strong>Hello Flare.</strong></span><br />
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<span style="color: #666666; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"><strong>I seem to have some anger residue left over from yesterday and I'm trying hard to slough it off. But, I'm feeling grumpy, gripey and hurting all over.</strong></span><br />
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<span style="color: #666666; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"><strong>I really just want to lie down somewhere for just a bit. There is nowhere to do that here in my building and my son has my car today.</strong></span><br />
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<span style="color: #666666; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"><strong>I'm going to try to lie down when I get home and have everyone leave me the heck alone. In my household, yeah right.</strong></span><br />
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<span style="color: #666666; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"><strong>HAPPEN.</strong></span>phsymomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16665627635577034243noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10134969.post-4882019143881643792012-04-20T13:56:00.000-05:002012-04-20T13:56:15.208-05:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VT6bJFpgh08/T5GwBWSRX_I/AAAAAAAAAE4/jB8VJZeGLc0/s1600/funny-cat-pictures-you-can-always-tell-when-the-last-bit-of-sanity-snaps-in-someone.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="300" qda="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VT6bJFpgh08/T5GwBWSRX_I/AAAAAAAAAE4/jB8VJZeGLc0/s400/funny-cat-pictures-you-can-always-tell-when-the-last-bit-of-sanity-snaps-in-someone.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br />
<span style="color: #134f5c; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><strong>I have outpatient procedures scheduled for Monday the 30th and Wednesday the 2nd. Until them I'm just hanging out being miserable.</strong></span><br />
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<span style="color: #134f5c; font-family: Verdana;"><strong>I'm so tired of being miserable and I'm ready for them to figure out what's going on. I can't believe I even typed that, like I'm ready for something ELSE to be medically wrong with me ...</strong></span><br />
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<span style="color: #134f5c; font-family: Verdana;"><strong>Well other than CRAZY that is.</strong></span><br />
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<span style="color: #134f5c; font-family: Verdana;"><strong>I hope that all of ya'lls weekend is fabulous.</strong></span><br />
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<span style="color: #134f5c; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><strong>By the way if you see me and my face looks like this...</strong></span><br />
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<span style="color: #134f5c; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><strong>RUN.</strong></span>phsymomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16665627635577034243noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10134969.post-82025126541964786832012-04-19T12:01:00.000-05:002012-04-19T12:01:38.439-05:00He's Crazy<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uQ12lfxGUyA/T5BD1-jymKI/AAAAAAAAAEw/BRPzvqehOqQ/s1600/funny-cat-pictures-ob-korse-him-lubs-meh-jus-wundrin-how-mutch.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" qda="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uQ12lfxGUyA/T5BD1-jymKI/AAAAAAAAAEw/BRPzvqehOqQ/s640/funny-cat-pictures-ob-korse-him-lubs-meh-jus-wundrin-how-mutch.jpg" width="449" /></a></div><br />
<strong><span style="color: #741b47; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Monday the 16th was our 3 year anniversary. I really didn't think about the long term when we first met. I'm glad we did and I'm happier and more at peace than I have been in years.</span></strong><br />
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<strong><span style="color: #741b47; font-family: Verdana;">Every day he tells me how much he appreciates me and that he loves me ...</span></strong><br />
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<strong><span style="color: #741b47; font-family: Verdana;">Like Crazy.</span></strong><br />
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<strong><span style="color: #741b47; font-family: Verdana;">Every Day.</span></strong>phsymomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16665627635577034243noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10134969.post-16009345888092844682012-03-27T15:20:00.000-05:002012-03-27T15:20:41.083-05:00To The Dawgs!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-j32gKl2Ir2I/T3IfW3aKp6I/AAAAAAAAAEo/_yDuBsCBLYg/s1600/Jake.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" dea="true" height="298" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-j32gKl2Ir2I/T3IfW3aKp6I/AAAAAAAAAEo/_yDuBsCBLYg/s320/Jake.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><br />
<span style="color: #073763; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Not the best picture in the world, but this is our Gentleman Jake. He wasn't having much fun this day. He was chained in the front yard while my son was mowing the back. I hope to get some better pictures of the animals soon.</span><br />
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<span style="color: #073763; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Jake was on my mind today. I was up and down last night unable to sleep and he was whining because he could hear me and wanted company. I have not felt well and He has been a bit neglected lately. I have not been able to go outside as much and lavish him with love and good skritches.</span>phsymomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16665627635577034243noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10134969.post-82887522641438095112012-03-06T15:23:00.000-06:002012-03-06T15:23:44.276-06:00Ahhhh Naaahhhhh!<span style="color: #444444; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Just when things were looking up and I had a bit of moola in the bank, I have to file a claim on my car insurance. Can we say $500 deductible?</span><br />
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<span style="color: #444444; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">It seems that a local doe decided to commit suicide by car. She came out of nowhere, poor thing. Now she's gone and my car has some cosmetic work to be done.</span><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="color: #444444; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">I switched insurance to a lower priced one about the time my son started driving. Man those rates for teenage boys are crazy. So anyway, I've never filed a claim with this insurance before and was hoping for the best. So far it's been pretty good. </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="color: #444444; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Called insurance last night... check</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="color: #444444; font-family: Verdana;">Adjuster called me this morning... check</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="color: #444444; font-family: Verdana;">Appraiser called me this afternoon... check</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="color: #444444; font-family: Verdana;">Appraiser gave me estimate, list of preferred shops and a check... CHECK!</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">I need to call the adjuster and set up time and date to drop off car and pick up rental and then it's up to the body shop. We will see, we will see.</span>phsymomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16665627635577034243noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10134969.post-24688236955241322452012-02-24T16:17:00.000-06:002012-02-24T16:17:17.626-06:00Exhausted!!!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EiZgscTjRUs/T0gL4AG3jtI/AAAAAAAAAEM/_0MjU8b8FtA/s1600/ea985eea-066a-433b-a967-add499ce3fb4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" lda="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EiZgscTjRUs/T0gL4AG3jtI/AAAAAAAAAEM/_0MjU8b8FtA/s640/ea985eea-066a-433b-a967-add499ce3fb4.jpg" width="480" /></a></div><br />
It has been a long, exhausting week of little sleep and continuous hurting. This is what I plan on doing as soon as I get home tonight (see pic above). I have a fairly busy weekend to work my way through and I plan on being lazy tonight.<br />
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I just pray that I can sleep. O_Ophsymomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16665627635577034243noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10134969.post-18539475657187198622012-02-13T15:18:00.000-06:002012-02-13T15:18:23.525-06:00Gone<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6M4OoTBHJ-s/Tzl9SfNSjhI/AAAAAAAAAEA/Bp06ntpIMt8/s1600/whitney-houston-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="346" sda="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6M4OoTBHJ-s/Tzl9SfNSjhI/AAAAAAAAAEA/Bp06ntpIMt8/s400/whitney-houston-1.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br />
A beautiful woman, a truly gifted singer has passed away this weekend. Her life was not always the happiest and many prayed for her over the years. Now I'm going to go pull up my Whitney playlist and remember all the good times I've had listening to her voice.<br />
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Rest in Peace Whitney.phsymomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16665627635577034243noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10134969.post-84153695481287088732012-01-26T15:19:00.001-06:002012-01-30T10:53:02.926-06:00***UPDATE*** OPENS TOMORROW!!!!!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><img border="0" gda="true" height="230" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5YpTauyyjKQ/TyHBX2xkoQI/AAAAAAAAAD4/JO36roD6ZO4/s400/oneforthemoney.bmp" width="400" /></div><br />
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<span style="color: #134f5c; font-family: Verdana;"><strong>I am so excited to go see this movie. I love <a href="http://www.evanovich.com/">Janet Evanovich's</a> <a href="http://www.oneforthemoneyfilm.com/">Stephanie Plum</a> book series. It looks like the movie may be just as fun as the books.</strong></span><br />
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<span style="color: #134f5c; font-family: Verdana;"><strong>I hope so.</strong></span><br />
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<span style="color: #134f5c; font-family: Verdana;"><strong>Books are my escape.</strong></span><br />
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<span style="color: #134f5c; font-family: Verdana;"><strong>When I'm having a stressfull day, or when I'm worrying about things too much, I whip out a book and relax for a while.</strong></span><br />
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<span style="color: #134f5c; font-family: Verdana;"><strong>I used to read a lot more than I do now. But with another person in the house demanding some of my time, there is not as much time as there used to be to read. With a son in college, there is less money to buy them with.</strong></span><br />
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<span style="color: #134f5c; font-family: Verdana;"><strong>I'm really hoping that I can find the time and a partner to go see this movie this weekend!</strong></span><br />
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<strong><span style="color: #351c75; font-family: Verdana;"><u>***UPDATE***</u></span></strong><br />
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<strong><span style="color: #351c75; font-family: Verdana;">My sister and I went to see this movie Sunday afternoon. We ate too much popcorn, drank too much coke and laughed ... a lot. It was a nice, funny movie that was pretty true to the book.</span></strong><br />
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<strong><span style="color: #351c75; font-family: Verdana;">Personally I don't agree with some of the choices for the actors who played certain roles, but it turned out okay. </span></strong><br />
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<strong><span style="color: #351c75; font-family: Verdana;">My sister and I had a wonderful time, no kids, no significant others, just her and I. After the show we stopped by a resale shop and then decided we better get home to cook dinner before our spoiled families starve to death without us. LOL!</span></strong><br />
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<strong><span style="color: #351c75; font-family: Verdana;">I hope you had a fantastic weekend.</span></strong>phsymomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16665627635577034243noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10134969.post-11290600942717338452012-01-16T13:35:00.000-06:002012-01-16T13:35:29.174-06:00Huh?<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LUZXPN9-c_Y/TxR5YTqAUsI/AAAAAAAAADk/TPuRxky5oQU/s1600/Pain2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640px" kba="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LUZXPN9-c_Y/TxR5YTqAUsI/AAAAAAAAADk/TPuRxky5oQU/s640/Pain2.jpg" width="441px" /></a></div><br />
<strong><span style="color: #0c343d; font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Well I was back in the ER Friday night. I had felt blah all week and Friday was pretty bad, but I had been working longer hours due to training. So I thought I was just overtired ... boy I wish.</span></strong><br />
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<strong><span style="color: #0c343d; font-family: Trebuchet MS;">By the time I got home I was hurting so bad that I was vomiting in the front yard. My son ran inside to get my S/O. He took me to the ER and sat with me through the night. I know some people who have passed kidney stones with little pain ... I'm jealous!</span></strong><br />
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<strong><span style="color: #0c343d; font-family: Trebuchet MS;">For me, both times the pain has been worse than any labor pains could think to be. I don't like to fall apart in front of others, but these boogers made me do it.</span></strong><br />
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<strong><span style="color: #0c343d; font-family: Trebuchet MS;">They finally released me in the wee hours of Saturday morning. Why no I don't remember the time, they had just given me a double dose of pain meds. </span></strong><br />
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<strong><span style="color: #0c343d; font-family: Trebuchet MS;">Whhheeeeeeeeeeeee!</span></strong><br />
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<strong><span style="color: #0c343d; font-family: Trebuchet MS;">The CRT or whatever showed that the stone was almost through it's course, so they pumped me full of pain and nausea meds and sent me home. It was the first time I hadn't hurt since 6 pm including with the pain meds. Needless to say I was exhausted and passed out when I got home.</span></strong><br />
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<strong><span style="color: #0c343d; font-family: Trebuchet MS;">When I woke up later I felt no pain, but was very tired and dehydrated. I took it easy the rest of the weekend and tried to drink lots of fluids. Sunday when I woke up all my muscles around my rib cage and back hurt due to all the vomiting.</span></strong><br />
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<strong><span style="color: #0c343d; font-family: Trebuchet MS;">They still hurt today.</span></strong><br />
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<strong><span style="color: #0c343d; font-family: Trebuchet MS;">I'm back at work, but boy did I want just one more day of taking it easy.</span></strong>phsymomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16665627635577034243noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10134969.post-22270409531065037622012-01-10T12:08:00.000-06:002012-01-10T12:08:44.197-06:00Loss<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jlzf2fszOi4/Twx7-rPHVEI/AAAAAAAAADc/lVWiHrKhbh8/s1600/Flower25.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400px" kba="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jlzf2fszOi4/Twx7-rPHVEI/AAAAAAAAADc/lVWiHrKhbh8/s400/Flower25.jpg" width="400px" /></a></div><br />
<span style="color: #274e13; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">I read the following poem at <a href="http://invisibleillnesses.wordpress.com/2011/10/15/after-a-while">Curse Of The Invisible Illness</a> and it resonated. I thought I would share it with you today.</span><br />
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<div align="center"><span style="color: #274e13; font-family: Georgia;"><strong>After a While</strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #274e13; font-family: Georgia;"><em>by Veronica Shoftsall</em></span></div><div align="center"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="color: #274e13; font-family: Georgia;">After a while you learn the subtle difference between holding a hand and chaining a soul.</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="color: #274e13; font-family: Georgia;">And you learn that love doesn't mean leaning, and company doesn't mean security.</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="color: #274e13; font-family: Georgia;">And you begin to learn that kisses aren't contracts, and presents aren't promises.</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="color: #274e13; font-family: Georgia;">And you begin to accept your defeats with your head up and your eyes ahead, with the grace of a woman, not the grief of a child.</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="color: #274e13; font-family: Georgia;">And you learn to build all your roads on today because tomorrow's ground is too uncertain for plans, and futures have a way of falling down in mid-flight.</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="color: #274e13; font-family: Georgia;">After a while you learn that even sunshine burns if you get too much.</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="color: #274e13; font-family: Georgia;">So you plant your own garden and decorate your own soul, instead of waiting for someone to bring you flowers.</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #274e13; font-family: Georgia;">And you learn that you really can endure;</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #274e13; font-family: Georgia;">You really are strong, you really do have worth;</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #274e13; font-family: Georgia;">And you learn, and you learn</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #274e13; font-family: Georgia;">With every goodbye you learn.</span></div>phsymomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16665627635577034243noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10134969.post-76072987468631596922012-01-04T16:08:00.000-06:002012-01-04T16:08:15.815-06:00Really?!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Gd3A-wojkeM/TwTLbWQV_QI/AAAAAAAAADI/67utGn67wkQ/s1600/Calvin+and+Hobbes+3.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="281px" rea="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Gd3A-wojkeM/TwTLbWQV_QI/AAAAAAAAADI/67utGn67wkQ/s400/Calvin+and+Hobbes+3.gif" width="400px" /></a></div><br />
<strong><span style="color: #cc0000; font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">I have probably made every one of these faces more than once ... more than twice ... hell who's kidding a LOT in the last couple of months. The company I work for was purchased by a larger company and while I think the benefits to this will be many, getting everything moved over is a complicated PIB!</span></strong><br />
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<strong><span style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Arial;">It just seems like everything from Payroll changes to choosing our new Medical benefits etc is way more complicated than it needs to be. It's difficult to locate the information you need. Data is on two or three different websites. It takes multiple tries to get anything set up. Just a PAIN.</span></strong><br />
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<strong><span style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Arial;">I've finally just about finished most of that and now we are changing over to their software programs over the next three months. I'm dreading to see how complicated this is going to be. </span></strong><br />
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<strong><span style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Arial;">{big sigh}</span></strong><br />
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<strong><span style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Arial;">OK, I'll quite griping now about work, because actually I like my job and I like the people I work with. I just wish this change would have happened with fewer complications.</span></strong><br />
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<strong><span style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Arial;">So, I hope that everyone had a great Christmas and a peaceful New Year. I didn't push myself or stress out this year and I can tell the difference ... Big Time. I had four days off for Christmas and another four days off for New Years. </span></strong><br />
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<strong><span style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Arial;">It was FABULOUS!</span></strong><br />
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<strong><span style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Arial;">I could soooo get used to that. But no rest for the wicked, gotta make the dough to pay those bills ... LOL!</span></strong><br />
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<strong><span style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Arial;">Hugs to everyone and may laughter bowl you over.</span></strong><br />
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<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div>phsymomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16665627635577034243noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10134969.post-4467388689324705532011-12-28T17:00:00.000-06:002011-12-28T17:00:36.916-06:00Fly-By<span style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Christmas was great. We had fun, visited, ate to much and caught up on sleep. I've been extremely busy with "end of month" stuff here at work, so there's not been much time to post. I'll post details later.</span>phsymomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16665627635577034243noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10134969.post-86188773566581617672011-12-22T15:37:00.000-06:002011-12-22T15:37:25.724-06:00MERRY CHRISTMAS<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EQ0Kvz6MR6A/TvOhkdqaOqI/AAAAAAAAAC8/gmL-qPqqdEU/s1600/Spiritual-Christmas-Tree-90133.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="300px" rea="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EQ0Kvz6MR6A/TvOhkdqaOqI/AAAAAAAAAC8/gmL-qPqqdEU/s400/Spiritual-Christmas-Tree-90133.jpg" width="400px" /></a></div><br />
<span style="color: #990000; font-family: Verdana;">I'm not quite there yet, but I can feel the light twinkling of some Christmas spirit. I have smiled more today and have been wishing all my co-workers a Merry Christmas. </span><br />
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<span style="color: #990000; font-family: Verdana;">I feel a lighter. </span><br />
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<span style="color: #990000; font-family: Verdana;">I hope this continues on through tomorrow. I'm hoping to have a wonderful meal with my family and enjoy their company and watch them open their gifts. </span><br />
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<span style="color: #990000; font-family: Verdana;">My boss just told us to finish up whatever we are working on and head home. Ha, yep I was working ... working on this post ... LOL!</span><br />
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<span style="color: #990000; font-family: Verdana;">I hope that you all take the time to remember what Christmas is all about. I also wish you all a peaceful, joyfully happy Christmas.</span>phsymomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16665627635577034243noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10134969.post-55886087585111714552011-12-20T15:14:00.000-06:002011-12-20T15:14:21.033-06:00Melancholy Christmas<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3yVBe7pZWLk/TvD3spcsahI/AAAAAAAAACw/vs4da_LETe8/s1600/charlie-brown-christmas-tree-jpg1.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" oda="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3yVBe7pZWLk/TvD3spcsahI/AAAAAAAAACw/vs4da_LETe8/s1600/charlie-brown-christmas-tree-jpg1.png" /></a></div><span style="color: #274e13; font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;">I thought I was doing better this year, but the "grinchyness" hit me. I've been battling this "grinchyness" for days now. Then last Friday, my boyfriends brother-in-law passed away. It was horrible and sad. I had not known David for very long, but he was a nice man. He liked to make people laugh.</span><br />
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<span style="color: #274e13; font-family: Times; font-size: large;">He leaves behind numerous people who are grieving his loss. There's not much I can do for any of them except hug them tight and reassure them that while this will always be painful, it does get better. Very slowly, but it does.</span><br />
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<span style="color: #274e13; font-family: Times; font-size: large;">I lost the kindest, sincerest, loving friend anyone could ever have on December 31st 1999 ... My MOM. It was devastating and we all had an extremely difficult time in our grieving. It is still painful sometimes to think about the loss, but it brings a smile to think about my Mom.</span><br />
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<span style="color: #274e13; font-family: Times; font-size: large;">David's death has not only brought the loss of a friend and the reality that we are never promised the next day, hour, minute but has opened the wound of the loss of my Mom. My Mom LOVED Christmas and I should make more of an effort, because I know she would want me to. </span><br />
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<span style="color: #274e13; font-family: Times; font-size: large;">I may not have Christmas decorations up at home; but, I baked this year. My Granny and Mom both enjoyed cooking and baking, I used to. So if you stop by, there may be no twinkling lights, but there is my Granny's recipe Pumpkin Bread.</span><br />
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<span style="color: #274e13; font-family: Times; font-size: large;">Out dang Grinchyness ... out I say.</span>phsymomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16665627635577034243noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10134969.post-88529472695282704862011-12-14T12:04:00.000-06:002011-12-14T12:04:36.614-06:00I'm a Grinch<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-W7EHnxSMO94/TujjNbmJodI/AAAAAAAAACk/CtfztiuucXs/s1600/funny-pictures-the-stink-eye.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="212px" oda="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-W7EHnxSMO94/TujjNbmJodI/AAAAAAAAACk/CtfztiuucXs/s320/funny-pictures-the-stink-eye.jpg" width="320px" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="color: #134f5c; font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">I don't know about you, but I thought I was doing good with the Christmas spirit this year. But it seems that Grinchness has swallowed me whole. I've been a gripey, grumpy, mean ole heifer this week and I can't see to claw my way clear of this funk.</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="color: #134f5c; font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">We have had big changes this year at my job, that will be culminating the first quarter of next year and anxiety is getting to me. There are some family financial issues that I need to stop procrastinating on and just find the time to do it. I also have been having some medical issues that I keep pushing aside to take care of everyone else.</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="color: #134f5c; font-family: Trebuchet MS;">It's time to try and destress this coming weekend, get my thoughts together, make a plan of action and then DO IT.</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="color: #134f5c; font-family: Trebuchet MS;">Or my co-workers and family do.</span></div>phsymomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16665627635577034243noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10134969.post-225982194503331722011-12-08T12:26:00.000-06:002011-12-08T12:26:45.625-06:00I need a Nap<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YT7ugyUqpFY/TuEAK8wHeSI/AAAAAAAAACc/IS_mY14uCnM/s1600/funny+pictures_cute+kitteh.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="213px" mda="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YT7ugyUqpFY/TuEAK8wHeSI/AAAAAAAAACc/IS_mY14uCnM/s320/funny+pictures_cute+kitteh.jpg" width="320px" /></a></div><span style="color: #741b47; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Tired, I'm just so tired. </span><br />
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<span style="color: #741b47; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">This is the first year in quite a few years that I am in the "Holiday Spirit." But the Holiday season is busy and cram packed full of things to do. Of course, I always try to do too much. Last week I just kept going and going, like I thought I was the Energizer bunny or something; until my body finally slammed me to a HALT and said no more.</span><br />
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<span style="color: #741b47; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Yep it caught up to me and I stayed horizontal most of Saturday, Sunday and Monday. Then Tuesday night I had to keep Dad up til midnight, then wake him back up at 3 a.m. Dad needed to be sleep deprived for his EEG test on Wednesday morning, so guess who else was sleep deprived. </span><br />
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<span style="color: #741b47; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Uh Huh, that would be ME. </span><br />
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<span style="color: #741b47; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">So after running myself to the point of exhaustion shutdown and then participating in the sleep deprivation, I'm in a "flare" revival. </span><br />
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<span style="color: #741b47; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Everything and I do mean everything has flared. </span><br />
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<span style="color: #741b47; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Digestive system, </span><br />
<span style="color: #741b47; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">fibro, </span><br />
<span style="color: #741b47; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">sjorgrens ... </span><br />
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<span style="color: #741b47; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">it ain't pretty people. </span><br />
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<span style="color: #741b47; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">I still have a few gifts to get for Christmas and I'm trying to spread it out over the next week to conserve energy. I don't think I'm going to get everything done, especially the decorating, because...</span><br />
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<span style="color: #741b47; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">while my house is not decorated, my work cubicle is.</span>phsymomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16665627635577034243noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10134969.post-82364498560795392622011-11-29T10:54:00.000-06:002011-11-29T10:54:23.197-06:00Thankful<span style="color: purple; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">The week before last, one of my Aunt's passed away from lung cancer. I was not fortunate enough to have spent much time with her and her family, but what I remember about her is her kindness. Other than my Mom, she was one of the kindest people I've ever known. I grieve for and with her three sons and many grandchildren and family. She will be greatly missed.</span><br />
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<span style="color: purple; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">Thanksgiving was a very thought provoking day as all the things in my life that I am grateful for ran through my brain. I'm thankful that I've been here to see my son grow up. He will be 20 this weekend and I love him and am proud of him. I'm thankful for my family, friends and that my health is not as bad as it could be.</span><br />
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<span style="color: purple; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">I pray that all of you have many things to be thankful for and that this next year brings many blessings into your life.</span><br />
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<span style="color: purple; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">Love and Big Hugs,</span>phsymomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16665627635577034243noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10134969.post-22362953853437774422011-11-09T11:42:00.000-06:002011-11-09T11:42:23.890-06:00Hallelujah! It appears that the stone has passed. When and where I do not know, but hallelujah it is gone. I hope that this post finds everyone doing well. At this point in time me and mine are doing pretty dang well.<br />
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Hugs,<br />
Karenphsymomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16665627635577034243noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10134969.post-22187812570617781712011-10-26T12:04:00.000-05:002011-10-26T12:04:17.186-05:00StonesThe urologist says that I have to have an ultrasound done of my kidney, urethra (sp?) and bladder. He also said that I need to pass the stone soon as the kidney can only be blocked from the bladder for so long without causing damage. O_O Really ... really, really? DUH!<br />
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So I'm at work, with the kidney stone setting in my urethra tube causing chaos. I'm drinking enough water to sail a ship and it's still not moving.<br />
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<span style="color: #351c75; font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">The hospital did not have half my meds and gave me some others that made me worse. So really by the time I left not only did I still have the frackin kidney stone, but my gastric paresis was in full swing, my blood pressure was up, my sugar was out of whack, and I hurt <strong>every</strong>where, not just with the stone.</span><br />
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<span style="color: #351c75; font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">OK enough complaining. When I got to work this morning a friend had left me this funny. It made me smile, which I sorely needed, so I'm sharing.</span><br />
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<span style="color: #351c75; font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Middle Age Texting Codes</span><br />
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<span style="color: #351c75; font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">ATD - at the doctor</span><br />
<span style="color: #351c75; font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">BFF - best friend fell</span><br />
<span style="color: #351c75; font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">BTW - bring the wheelchair</span><br />
<span style="color: #351c75; font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">BYOT - bring your own teeth</span><br />
<span style="color: #351c75; font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">GGPBL - gotta go, pacemaker battery low</span><br />
<span style="color: #351c75; font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">GHA - got heartburn again</span><br />
<span style="color: #351c75; font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">IMHO - is my hearing aid on?</span><br />
<span style="color: #351c75; font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">LMDO - laughing my dentures out</span><br />
<span style="color: #351c75; font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">OMMR - on my massage recliner</span><br />
<span style="color: #351c75; font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">ROFLACGU - rolling on floor laughing and can't get up</span><br />
<span style="color: #351c75; font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">TTYL - talk to you louder</span><br />
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<span style="color: #351c75; font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">and my personal favorite ...</span><br />
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<span style="color: #351c75; font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">FWIW - forgot where I was.</span><br />
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<span style="color: #351c75; font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Have a wonderful weekend!</span>phsymomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16665627635577034243noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10134969.post-50632213956038086762011-10-17T18:38:00.000-05:002011-10-17T18:38:46.409-05:00Kidney Stone<span style="color: purple; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Need I say more? Really? Well ok...</span><br />
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<span style="color: purple; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Friday, Oct 7th I woke up with a radiating pain in my abdomen. With all the digestive and other medical issues I have, I didn't think much of it. I took some pain meds, got ready and D and I headed into work. I was driving that morning and on the hour drive in, it was getting worse and worse. As we got close to my job, D suggested that I just pull into the ER. I said no, it will get better, you go on to school and if it keeps hurting I'll let you know and you can pick me up early when you get out of school.</span><br />
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<span style="color: purple; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Two hours later D told me "I told you so Mom." As the pain steadily increased I became nauseous and then became a permanent fixture in the restroom. A friend and co-worker agreed to take me to the local ER and off we went. As I was triaged and waiting to go in the back I told her to go on back to work I was fine. Uh huh, right.</span><br />
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<span style="color: purple; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">When they called me into the back and started poking and prodding on my abdomen, it got worse. It steadily increased until I wasn't sure if I could hold still and be quiet any longer. I've seen those ER shows on TV where the person in pain is sort of thrashing around, crying and begging ... that was almost me ... SERIOUSLY. I was that close and then my blessed nurse injected pain meds into my IV. It didn't knock me out or make the pain completely go away but it was bearable.</span><br />
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<span style="color: purple; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Honestly peeps, I have NEVER had anything hurt this bad besides labor ... NEVER.</span><br />
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<span style="color: purple; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Anyway, I was admitted and they kept an eye on me til late afternoon Sunday, when they released me to go home. I saw a urologist and because I do not have any infection (no fever), I'm having no nausea and the pain has never reached that intensity again they want me to wait ... wait and see if it will pass. O_o</span><br />
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<span style="color: purple; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">I was out all last week because I don't do well with strong pain meds and mine were fairly strong. There is no way I could concentrate on work, not even to do anything from home. Friday, I started halving the meds and was able to do some work. I was planning on going in this morning, but all last night I alternated between freezing cold and sweating. No fever though, how strange. It finally eased up and I was able to rest. </span><br />
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<span style="color: purple; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">So now I'm aiming for tomorrow. I hope to be at work at least for most of the day. I have followup visits and a cardiology visit this week. I hate it when I'm feeling pretty good, weather is beautiful, life is good ... and then WHAM upside the head!</span><br />
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<span style="color: purple; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">I hope and pray that you are all doing well and I hope that I will be soon.</span>phsymomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16665627635577034243noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10134969.post-72917369214874841742011-10-04T10:32:00.000-05:002011-10-04T10:32:47.247-05:00Update<span style="color: purple; font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">I don't have much time today as I am swamped at work, but wanted to post a couple of updates.</span><br />
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<span style="color: purple; font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">1. First of all we finally received all the paperwork on the 5 hour neurological testing that Dad had taken almost a month ago. My Aunt L is coming tomorrow to take Dad into his regular doctor. The visit is to go over the results and to start the referral process with his insurance company. The referral will be to go see a geriatric neurologist to verify and treat the Parkinson's. I hope that the doctor will be able to help some with the symptoms.</span><br />
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<span style="color: purple; font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">2. Myrtle (my truck) only needed new battery cables and a new battery. Not too awfully much money and WoooHooo, she's back on the road. However my car now needs to have the plugs and cables changed out on it. :( </span><br />
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<span style="color: purple; font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">3. I'm feeling pretty good this week and the weather is wonderful. This past weekend was beautiful, it makes me wish I had a large table outside on the porch to sit and eat supper.</span><br />
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<span style="color: purple; font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">I hope you are all have a good week.</span><br />
<span style="color: purple; font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Blessings.</span>phsymomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16665627635577034243noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10134969.post-35281717244732244512011-09-30T11:14:00.000-05:002011-09-30T11:14:58.436-05:00On The List<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Yesterday is fairly high on my list of worst day ever.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">I think everything I have flared up in about a 6 hour window of time. I awoke in the wee hours of the morning Thursday hurting no matter how a lay in the bed. A hour or so later the gastric paresis crap set in and then a short time later this sparked the IBS.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">I spent half of the day laying in the bed crying and the other half knocked out as a side affect of the combined meds. J has never seen it this bad and really wanted me to go to the ER. I've been here before and know I can just ride it out. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Our ER's around here are so busy that it's hours and hours before you are seen. I'd much rather be miserable, crying and in pain laying in my own bed, then in a hard plastic chair in a cold ass waiting room. There's really not that much the doctors could do that I don't have meds for myself ... so I stayed home.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">J? He went outside to fiddle around with different projects because he can't stand to see me cry. He asked me to text him or send my son out to get him if I changed my mind about going in. Sweet Man, I love you.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Every time I was awake I was worrying about my job. I'm in accounting and the end of the month is massive deadlines for us. My wonderful boss got me a short reprieve for my 5 p.m. deadline that evening, until noon today. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Yes I'm at work today.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Tired, foggy brained, still in some pain ... but here.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">I really hope I feel much better this weekend. The weekend here is supposed to be absolutely beautiful and I would like to be able to enjoy it as much as possible.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">I hope you all have a wonderfully blessed weekend!</span>phsymomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16665627635577034243noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10134969.post-63227040019300231542011-09-27T13:03:00.000-05:002011-09-27T13:03:34.833-05:00I Confess<span style="color: #660000; font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">O_O Uh Huh, whatever it is you think I'm confessing .... STOP.</span><br />
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<span style="color: #660000; font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">I confess that I love my old truck ... not only do I love her ... yes I said her ... but I've also named her.</span><br />
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<span style="color: #660000; font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Please meet Myrtle ...</span><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="color: #660000; font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">She's small and hard working ... and dirty right here. Dang she needed a bath, but this was a picture for my new insurance company. </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="color: #660000; font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">My truck and I have been through a lot together. She has almost 300,000 miles o_O This weekend she broke down and J is trying to figure out what's wrong with her. I hope it's something relatively easy and inexpensive to fix. I know the old girl probably doesn't have many <strike>months</strike> years left in her, but I plan on keeping her til the very end.</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="color: #660000; font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">I don't drive her much anymore because she is a stick. Most days I'm unable to drive a stick shift any longer. I miss it!</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="color: #660000; font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Keeping fingers crossed that she is fixable.</span></div>phsymomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16665627635577034243noreply@blogger.com0