tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-50656361393382583642024-03-13T21:44:33.863-04:00My Day....Just a little look into my journey through God's Kingdom!
Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11085952794410809323noreply@blogger.comBlogger26125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5065636139338258364.post-24512924571546873352017-08-03T20:11:00.002-04:002017-08-03T20:11:33.860-04:00They came and took me away boo hoo boo hoo<div class="" data-block="true" data-editor="ensua" data-offset-key="901t0-0-0" style="background-color: white; color: #1d2129; font-family: helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; white-space: pre-wrap;">
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<span data-offset-key="901t0-0-0" style="font-family: inherit;">Hello everyone, been a while since I blogged, things have been the same for me ... one thing going wrong after another, which I will tell you about later right now I am grateful to be at home now, after slipping off my walker in my front yard on Tuesday full SLAMMO my tush met concrete sidewalk, while pulling weeds waiting for the bus. I went to my Cardiologist to go over the stress and Lexicon tests. The stress/Lexicon tests were FABULOUS! As long as I take all of my medications the way the doctors tell me I am holding my own or getting...dare I say getting better! </span></div>
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<span data-offset-key="3trlp-0-0" style="font-family: inherit;">THEN while waiting for the bus to go home a lady in the waiting room stated she was waiting also. Well the bus pulled in and I turned to her and said this bus has both logos on it! So I went ahead and asked the driver, nope only me so I turned to tell her and she was right in the door of the doctor offices. I repeated what the driver told me and the next thing I remember is 6 Cardiologists standing over me and the entire waiting room as a cheering section!! </span></div>
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<span data-offset-key="d62dl-0-0" style="font-family: inherit;">The doctors were sweet trying to keep the sun out of my eyes while all debating what to do. that is when their Nurse came out and said "Do not touch her the ambulance is on the way, I called 911. This is when I realized I hit the cement full body SLAM on on my back. I could not move my arms, legs, head nor talk! I know I could see because I peeked out at the blazing sun. </span></div>
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<span data-offset-key="3rcg-0-0" style="font-family: inherit;">Any way short story long I spent a day and a half in St. Mary's Hospital had CT scans of my nugget and neck, x-rays of my full body and the staff told me I miraculously broke nothing! I told them with all this fat I am sure I bounced! One doctor said " Honey don't even think like that" (he would not fit in my pocket to take home). My ponytail that I really did not like...they said saved me from not only a concussion but a fractured skull! I guess I traumatized my bus driver and the lady in the door waiting for her bus!!! </span></div>
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<span data-offset-key="60qf4-0-0" style="font-family: inherit;">I thank my Great friend Pat for coming to my side even though she could barely see through her dilated eyes, and my brother for coming all the way from Trenton then waited at the wrong hospital for an hour and a half (they told him Garden City, but the EMS said too much trauma my blood pressure in both arms was 80/60 and 76/59). </span></div>
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<span data-offset-key="60qf4-0-0" style="font-family: inherit;">So off to St. Mary's any way he was a bit rattled and called every hospital he could thing of and found me, and stayed until my doctor (per phone calls from the ER said to admit me). She came this morning and released me. She allowed one good shot of Morphine and I slept all day. When I told her I would see her on July 31st and I had a ride NO BUS she smiled from ear to ear and thanked God for my friend (Pat Clancy). Same ol' same ol'...</span></div>
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11085952794410809323noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5065636139338258364.post-19073880585565160692015-12-05T18:41:00.002-05:002015-12-05T18:42:20.623-05:00Happy Chanukah Everyone!Tomorrow brings us to the annual Festival of Light, Chanukah. This festival has so much significance in these trying times. Our civilized world seems to be crashing around us, maybe, just maybe God is telling us something. Do we need to bring our families closer to God and His most Holy Son my Lord and Savior?<br />
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<a href="https://youtu.be/3a2__RZh0ZU"><span style="font-family: "times" , "times new roman" , serif;">https://youtu.be/3a2__RZh0ZU</span></a><br />
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And I wonder how Jesus would have celebrated this most holy festival? Since this is a happy high holiday for the Peoples of Israel and people around the world, I will wish you ALL a Happy Chanukah.<br />
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And to all of my friends and relatives Happy Chanukah!<br />
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<br />Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11085952794410809323noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5065636139338258364.post-86278883682754774662015-07-25T19:55:00.002-04:002015-07-25T19:55:58.591-04:00Mom to the rescue...Okay funny for the day...I heard Twinkle Toes playing in a box at the end of my bed.<br />
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She started to make a real ruckus and I thought she was trapped in the box. So good Mom that I am I opened the box with my grabber<br />
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Only to turn around and see her staring at me with a funny look in her pretty golden eyes.<br />
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11085952794410809323noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5065636139338258364.post-10714648150410765582015-07-16T21:41:00.001-04:002017-07-26T22:38:30.598-04:00Utter and Profoundly Stupid...<b>U.P.S. yes the company that ships items around the world. They cannot get a package to my FRONT DOOR!!! Twice this week $142.00 yes that is $284.00 worth of meat from Omaha Steaks has thawed out because I do not use my back door (my oxygen hose does not reach).</b>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11085952794410809323noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5065636139338258364.post-55552505187173464542015-05-09T19:02:00.002-04:002015-05-09T21:32:36.839-04:00First Born Girl...<span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span>
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<span style="font-size: large;">A mother of 4 boys 3 brothers and an
older half-brother found out she was pregnant once again. She was a bit alarmed
at first, she had already had 2 miscarriages (both girls and the last one
almost killed her). But everything was going great, though the April hail storm
the size of soft balls turning the roof into Swiss cheese was a financial set
back. The home owners association that her husband was president of came
through and the neighborhood helped each other through this tough time. Mother’s
Day came and went; it was very nice, the boys were on best behavior. Within 2
weeks she went into labor, took a bus to the hospital and contacted her husband
at the office.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">A baby girl, oh my gosh a full term
baby girl, her husband was ecstatic and seeing his wife had named their last
baby after him, he figured turnabout was fair play and named this little wisp
of a girl after her mother, yes a little girl junior! Everything was going as
planned when her mother went to her 6 week check-up and brought her little
girl, the apple of her eye with her to the appointment.</span><br />
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<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg5aVEOBnEWqS9G3DvaA6HKgmr7iop9JI61mMSqN4jCXIDS7GR5k3sis34mczr8oMPb4abEvvLtAclI4T67FRoDxmsB692g8nec1JopwZ_xAArv0wZtdY8g4XaNZZTj10UDL5T7c48qOgU/s1600/Family+158+-+Copy+(2).jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="200" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg5aVEOBnEWqS9G3DvaA6HKgmr7iop9JI61mMSqN4jCXIDS7GR5k3sis34mczr8oMPb4abEvvLtAclI4T67FRoDxmsB692g8nec1JopwZ_xAArv0wZtdY8g4XaNZZTj10UDL5T7c48qOgU/s200/Family+158+-+Copy+(2).jpg" width="145" /></a><span style="font-size: large;">The doctor said you are
doing fine now let’s see this little “junior”, after listening to the babies
chest, then her back, he closed the door and listened again. He asked her to come
back to the office with her husband later that week. She did not understand but
when her husband got home she expressed the doctor’s request. When they got to
the office they came in, sat down the doctor put his head in his hands and
started to cry. When he had composed himself he told her parents their little
girl would not see her 3rd birthday. She was born with a congenital heart
defect, the term he used was Eisemenger Syndrome, and it was fatal.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Both were in total shock this is not
happening, God was not a cruel God, why? Well, her parents would not take this
as a final answer and took their little girl to the local Women’s Hospital.
They were given the same answer, take her home and make her life as comfortable
as possible. Treat her as you would any little girl and let her live out her
final days happy. <b>HAPPY</b> thought the parents, <b>HAPPY</b>?<b> NO</b>, this was not going to
happen.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">Her father sat down with pen in hand
and started to contact his Army superiors that happened to be doctors, dentists
actually but none the less doctors. And doctors always know other doctors,
right?<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>This thought crossed his mind as
he penned the pleadings for help or advice.</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;">Months later he received a Christmas
card from his direct superior from the Army, his office was in Buffalo. It was
grim. Eisemenger Syndrome, he called it was fatal; an experimental surgery was
in the works so experimental it had not even been attempted by the major
surgeons in Buffalo yet. His words were <b>“So sorry Mac, so very sorry.”</b> As they
read the letter they thought, not our little girl she was only 7 months old,
yet she was showing signs of deterioration, no not my little “junior.” But
looking at her they could see the blue pallor creeping over her face. This was
a reality check.</span></div>
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<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjqwcnYJEbhtbfoMyY1aWA19d04e_7raPKCj8pccFIZLRyhw8rAC1Me3e75ddAx_bKm0DaqUXXYdrY-xfVqvDb8mdcnK-KbX3AXe0QQWZXGAj7Ax9X9Y22TQrGZB9WFKeNwVrRq_8mMWb8/s1600/Family+067-001.jpg" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="200" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjqwcnYJEbhtbfoMyY1aWA19d04e_7raPKCj8pccFIZLRyhw8rAC1Me3e75ddAx_bKm0DaqUXXYdrY-xfVqvDb8mdcnK-KbX3AXe0QQWZXGAj7Ax9X9Y22TQrGZB9WFKeNwVrRq_8mMWb8/s200/Family+067-001.jpg" width="165" /></a><span style="font-size: large;">That month they had again heard about
the experimental surgery for Eisemenger Syndrome from a friend. Doctors in
Minnesota had been successful and a team at University of Michigan was
experimenting on dogs. </span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">So her parents started checking out their
options a doctor at a leading hospital right around the corner was just
starting a protocol to help “Blue Baby Syndrome”. The most telling symptom is
cyanosis a bluish pallor of the face. After writing a letter to the hospital they waited. A letter arrived from a member of the cardiac team and the answer was sorry, we cannot help. Her parents were dogged and went to see the cardiologists and after a meeting with the head doctor, he called his team together and said it
was a no-brainer there could only be two outcomes she would make it or not, the
later was a condition they did not want to discuss at length. </span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">The hospital sent a telegram for
another examination with the whole team after a meeting they were given the go
ahead. The next few months were to be a whirlwind of doctor appointments her
birth doctor came to the house weekly for her penicillin shots. No walking, no
crying, no exercise in fact nothing except putting on weight. Her parents took
her in shortly after her first birthday and told she was not making any headway
no growth nor weight gain. The team gave a surgery date for the following
month.</span></div>
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<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbpLu5b5nmI4OEN5QA02cki4QkURswg7qwx48sXWJsNPySmSsKYgJShc9wARCI-OLd5mZ3l5ejxshnBwk172UDUAp867h-Yfd1krs2Db3sIn8KEmS13lM_b2n3XAbrUjFgzW3BaIQy6Ig/s1600/Pebble.jpg" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="213" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbpLu5b5nmI4OEN5QA02cki4QkURswg7qwx48sXWJsNPySmSsKYgJShc9wARCI-OLd5mZ3l5ejxshnBwk172UDUAp867h-Yfd1krs2Db3sIn8KEmS13lM_b2n3XAbrUjFgzW3BaIQy6Ig/s320/Pebble.jpg" width="320" /></a><span style="font-size: large;">I think of life, as if tossing
a pebble into a pool of still water and watch as the ripples go to a shore then
continue back crossing each other making new ripples as the pool becomes still
again.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">August 31 marks the 59th year of the
surgery performed in 1956. Oh yeah, this is my story, my life as a “junior”. I
would like to say Thank You God and to my Mom for not giving up on me, and to
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Hand sewing it is, first the threading of the needle. Every time I miss the needle with the little wire threader I say crap, Twink heads for her bedroom. I finally got the little wire through the eye and put the thread through the wire and pull, right.<br />
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HA the wire breaks off instead, as I sat looking at my cat Twink it reminded me of a Fawlty Towers episode for some funny reason!<br />
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Then I finally get he needle threaded and start stabbing myself at every stitch first the finger then my leg. Light bulb goes off...<br />
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Maybe tomorrow...Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11085952794410809323noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5065636139338258364.post-41992446823822880602015-03-13T23:59:00.000-04:002015-03-13T23:59:46.673-04:00Love of My Life...God Speed Kyle Bradley Wiehr!!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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I think I have stopped crying for now so here goes. It has been a little while since I have even wanted to write anything, though it may be very cathartic. In early February the man that I accepted as the love of my life passed away. I have some of the details and could get more if I wanted...but I gave him to God 15 years ago. He was an alcoholic and died from pancreatic cancer at the age of 55, he was born in 1959, I was 59 when he died and I was born in 1955. <br />
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Enough for now... Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11085952794410809323noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5065636139338258364.post-28107289152193328022015-02-21T23:53:00.000-05:002015-02-21T23:53:10.568-05:00Electoral College, Guns and Illegals...You know it just came to mind...yes I do have a mind...a brain well that is another story!<br />
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<b>Fourth Grade</b>...Miss Stoppenhagen (got married during school break and was Mrs. Schultz) I remember she could not stand the sound of squeaking chalk one squeak she would put the chalk down and go to her desk and sit for a moment! Once Bruce Belfield, a classmate jumped on her back, the principal Mr. Granger had to come down and get him off of her.<br />
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11085952794410809323noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5065636139338258364.post-30287751258718779902014-10-30T21:40:00.000-04:002014-10-31T00:31:18.512-04:00Diabetes in Check...Check, Thryroid in Check...Check, Flu Shot in Check...OUCH!Well I went for my 6 month check up with my Endocrinologist this afternoon she and her associate gave me the thumbs up, and lose weight speech!<br />
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My A1C was down from 8.4 to 6.2 (normal is 5.8) and I need to get my thyroid checked in two months (they lowered me from 225 micrograms to 200 micrograms) of Levoxyl. I can get a bit confused with the thyroid medications as they are completely backward, or upside down from what you think regarding medications. <br />
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Anyway when my doctor left the room she was still smiling so I figure I did good! Oh and I had them look at my foot (the one I dropped the oxygen tank on) and it is not broken, but if I have any trouble to see my regular doctor!!<br />
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So far today Twink is like VELCRO she keeps trying to get into my lap! I was busy making an Anniversary Cake for my young cousins Joe and Alexis Doherty, one year today! I absolutely love Alexis sense of style here is the cake I used Picasa to make...<br />
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Okay in from planting Black Raspberries. Root Hormone check, Preen check, Diatomaceous Earth check, Big Black Spiders...not so much! Though the big black hairy outside ones do not bother me as much as the white skinny house spiders do, they still took me by surprise there were at least 5 of them at one time marching right for me. And with me sitting on the patio not a fast mover on my feet let alone...anyway job done left water on a trickle to give them a soak. This is what I hope for next year...<br />
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Gobbled down a can of Dinty Moore and off to the showers! See you all in the funny papers! Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11085952794410809323noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5065636139338258364.post-22868290269066590212014-10-20T01:03:00.002-04:002014-10-20T01:03:49.801-04:00Even Grocery Shopping can be a lesson from my Lord...After Saturdays trip to the grocery store, I am glad to be home and snug in my pj's!!<br />
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This guy, one person behind me in line started calling someone rude
in a very LOUD voice, because they had 25 items in the 15 item line! When I
turned to look at who was yelling he said "Yeah You" so I said "I hope
you are not handicapped next time you are in a grocery line." his
answer.."F**k you B**ch" in the middle of the grocery check out area!!<br />
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made the motion tick the lock and zip your lips then, reminded him there
are children in the immediate area and to act his age! I asked the
cashier if I had taken too much of her time and apologized, she said it
was fine. I turned and asked the girl behind me, she said the same no
problem, I apologized and all the while she is giving me a roll of the eyes, but I had my eyes locked on the jerk. He still retorted "Well at least I am not a
F**king Rude B**ch!!!" I shot over my shoulder on my gimp cart as I was
leaving,<br />
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"May God Bless You" his answer was "Yeah like that is gonna
help" my thought was, yup you are right it is not going to help a moron
like you. Yes, I got a bag boy to take me out to my car!!Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11085952794410809323noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5065636139338258364.post-5393392784293809682014-10-16T20:13:00.000-04:002014-10-16T20:13:39.752-04:00McQuillen's Law....I would swear if I did not have bad luck...lets see we will start on October 10th...<br />
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I had the AT&T technician out to put me on the fastest of fast internet...he comes and tells me he cannot do what I want because the signal is not good enough! He sent another technician out to fix that problem, calls me and says it is too late and he would be back tomorrow (Saturday), I asked are you sure. Oh yeah no problem...Monday morning I am on the phone with AT&T again, oh Ms McQuillen the first date we have is the 17th...they basically got me by...so I agree.<br />
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Last night I noticed my Ooma Box flashing and checked out the system, no broadcast. Hmmmm I think I need a hot line to AT&T this time the guy says oh no problem we will fix everything tomorrow at 8:00am. The girl shows up at 11:30am and tells me she cannot do what I want I will have to call for an appointment!!!! I told her I had one for tomorrow, then you are all set. <br />
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So wish me luck I really need it, that they will still honor their offer after November 3rd!Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11085952794410809323noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5065636139338258364.post-23872826598031898362014-10-08T00:20:00.000-04:002014-10-08T00:20:31.172-04:00I should join the geek squad and teach them a few things!What a day, did I say what a day I had? Well let me tell you! First I
woke up 3 hours early and could not get back to sleep watched TV got
bored figured I would take my morning medications early. While going to
get a glass of water<br />
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I thought hey I will have biscuits and coffee for
breakfast, and make homemade biscuits and black raspberry spreadable
fruit with my freshly brewed coffee that was set to brew at 9:00am.
Which came and went so I had to set it off manually.<br />
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I did a little
cleaning around the house and thought I should lie down because I was
really exhausted. NO Twinkle Toes wanted to play, well that went on
until I thought it was dinnertime, looked at the clock and it
was...11:48AM. So back to pushing dust back and forth with the cats
chasing the broom. And of course no shoes and what do I step on a piece
of glass I did not know it until I saw blood spots all over the floor.
Okay done for the day...NOT.<br />
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I decided to unravel my spaghetti of wires
behind my entertainment center in my bedroom because they are coming on
Thursday to Upgrade me to the FASTEST internet speed they got 50mbps!<br />
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Oh
what a mess I weaved, I got no phone, the printer will not scan, I
stepped on an extension cord male end up, backed into my computer table
and my 2 year old Toshiba 17.3 " laptop took a dive and smashed the LED
screen, so I call Best Buy, it went out of warranty LAST @&$#^%*+-!~
MONTH!!! Now that hurt, and now I can't find the flashlight I JUST HAD A FEW
MINUTES AGO, LUCKY...TWINK...Ahh what a productive day a great excuse to
do nothing and just pour my heart out to the repairman and feign horror
at the mess!!! The only saving glory is I can get the replacement
display screen for about $90.20 and do the work myself!!! Have I ever
mentioned what a geek I am!!!!Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11085952794410809323noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5065636139338258364.post-3425234050987514722014-09-18T22:25:00.000-04:002014-09-18T22:28:00.864-04:00I have not met a computer yet...Well the P.A. liked my heart sound but was concerned about how much I wheeze when I cough. She wants me to have a bone density test and hearing test. I know...I know...I am falling apart what else is new!!!!<br />
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Today I successfully got rid of Windows 8, have I said before how much I do NOT like Windows 8?? Well I sat myself down and thought I always win with my computers they are artificial intelligence and I am...well a human!!!<br />
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Twink had a great time running all over the place today, watching me put the garbage in black 2 mil bags (she loves to get in the garbage). Lucky heads for the hills as soon as I pull out a black bag and snap it open, chicken! While I took the dishes out of the dish washer Twinkle Toes had her front paws on the door of the dishwasher watching with an eagle eye at...nothing!<br />
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Well time for TV or I will be back to 103 shows that need attention! I will leave you with this it is something I used to say about my ex-husbands friend, his name you ask...how much wood could Chuck Wood chuck, if Chuck Wood could chuck wood!<br />
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11085952794410809323noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5065636139338258364.post-31212061056561046482014-09-16T19:04:00.003-04:002014-09-16T19:05:40.737-04:00Pssst hey lady wanna buy...As I was saying he made me an offer I could refuse. I repeated I have NO MONEY and just then Mary...my ride drives by, and I instinctively know she will drive around the block. So I start moving myself to the corner just as she pulls up, the guy shows up and tries to sell her the necklace!! I was still feeling the effects of my medications so the ride home is fuzzy except for the guy with the jewelry that was funny, I told Mary I had the 20" necklace in my hand...14K but it had no weight.<br />
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HOME at last I was so tired I went to bed and slept for a whole day and a half!!! Lucky was a bit peeved but Twinkle Toes was all over me, and has been since. They are not so friendly towards each other as they were when I initially brought Twink home, she is leery of Lucky and he will just attack her for no reason! Him being a HUGE cat and her so dainty I worry...<br />
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Since the McReunion I have been trying to do my own housework...not doing a very good job. The home physicians assistant was coming for my yearly check up, free through my insurance company and medicare, so I swept and vacuumed before she got here. I was exhausted, my living room is only about 12'x20' and the way I had it carpeted the dining area is still hardwood floor the dividing line is an angle using what is called a Z strip. So the area I vacuumed was only 6'x8' I just huffed and puffed thinking to myself, you cannot do this anymore, and I was on my oxygen the whole time!<br />
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Well the Matrix P.A. showed up and gave me a physical at home she was so nice and very thorough! Some things she did not like and a lot more she did like! It took about 2 hours and I felt real good about her results and suggestions she want me to have some testing done...results to follow!Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11085952794410809323noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5065636139338258364.post-55015196688188955122014-09-14T20:08:00.002-04:002014-09-14T20:17:43.494-04:00Take Greyhound and leave the driving to us...not so much!<br />
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SO, I took the night and day to make great memories with Sharon and Skip, took it easy and the bus STOPPED at the bus stop! The driver was very nice, though my cousin Sharon said later she did not like his attitude!<br />
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I was having a very difficult time getting comfortable and just when I do...potty break. Off I go down the aisle because being handi-capped I sit in the front of the bus and of course the bathroom is in the back of the bus, so down the aisle I go whoops hit a bump (I AM NOT KIDDING ABOUT ANY OF THIS) and landed in a very nice mans lap. Get back on my feet and we make a turn now I fall into another gentleman's lap across the aisle, I just kept saying "Next dance." It was a bit easier getting back to my seat, I tried to lie down, and decided this is not going to work! I went back online and chatted for a while on Facebook.<br />
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Now we get to Pittsburgh, PA and have a bus change this is about a third of the way home and I am treated like royalty! Uneventful ride to Cleveland, OH where there is not only a bus change but a layover of an hour. I went to the concierge or help desk and asked how this works with a new bus where do I stand/sit and wait, I am NOT going to miss the bus! So he gentleman looks at me and my name, asks me if I was the person the bus passed up in Ebensburg, PA to which I painfully replied, yes!<br />
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The whole station was like on red alert or something, I was walked to a seat offered water and they tucked my baggage next to me. After about an hour and a half our last bus of the trip showed up and we departed for Detroit, MI I was so happy! I knew my friend Mary would be there to pick me up so I just took my medications and zapped for the rest of the ride. When we get to Detroit I let all of the passengers out and I debark last, this is when I notice I lost one of the lenses to my glasses! The bus driver turned all the lights on and let me search, which did not take but a few minutes and I realized what a lost cause this was.<br />
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I get out of the station and it was windy and cold so I looked for a nook or cranny to set myself down and watch for my ride when this guy comes up and tries to sell me, get this a 20" gold (ahem) chain for 50 bucks it still had the jewelers price tag on it!!! When I say no he comes up with a bracelet to match the necklace and offers a joint price...Then...whoops stay tuned again, talk to you all later!<br />
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11085952794410809323noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5065636139338258364.post-90859572022287216422014-09-06T21:28:00.001-04:002014-09-06T21:28:59.916-04:00Hey y'all been away so lets start slow...with the reunion and the day after...Let's see my trip on the bus to Pennsylvania seemed to fly by, this guy shared my front row seat and we talked and he fed me and we talked some more and he fed me again, his name was Ron and he was a sweetheart! And when we stopped over he was like a mother hen! When I finally got to Ebensburg, PA I thought he was going to cry (and he gave me more food to take with me!)!<br />
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My cousins Sharon and Skip were there and we first went to their place and then to the reunion. It was a blast I wish I would have stayed longer, not enough time with my family. My cousin Kathleen McQuillen sat with myself and my cousins for dinner and I took some pictures and movies...I just remembered that!<br />
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Now the stay was only for 18 hours so it went real fast, and the next thing ya know is Sharon, Skip and I are at the designated bus stop, and we watched the bus fly right by us!!!! My cousin Skip jumped in his SUV and tried to catch it, hmmm I wonder if it was he did not want me to be penalized or wanted me out of his computer room??? Gonna have to call him about that!<br />
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So having the bus pass me up and not even a brake light...I called Greyhound and realized it was Sunday and they were closed for the weekend?! Now Monday morning I am on the horn with the Bus Company they informed me that the proper repercussions would take place and that my ticket was good for Monday night. More to come...stay posted!!!<br />
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<br />Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11085952794410809323noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5065636139338258364.post-56452308077388199762014-07-24T16:06:00.006-04:002014-07-24T16:06:58.271-04:00Busier than a Kat...lately bees got nothing on ME!Sorry I have been busier than a...bee! You thought I would say one armed wall paper hanger or busier than a gopher on a golf course!<br />
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Any way tomorrow night I will begin my 13 hour journey to Ebensburg, PA! I decided to take a suit case because when I stacked up all my medications...well lets just say I decided to take a suit case, just an overnight bag.<br />
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I found a sweetheart that will pick me up at 6:30 pm and take me all the way to the downtown Detroit Greyhound Station (she is starting this trek from her house in ANN ARBOR) and come back and get me on Monday morning at 7:00 am for $50.00!!! Parking my car would be more than that!<br />
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OH and she will take all of my garbage bags out so the kids will not be tempted to be little farts! Already Princess Twinkle Toes can get into a sealed garbage can, get things out of the Kitchen sink and open my drawers in my bureau in the bedroom (I watched her do it!) that's when I call them little farty cats and Lucky Doodle Bug will follow right behind waiting for the spoils!!!!<br />
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So if you do not hear from me for another few days...what am I saying I am taking this laptop with me on a 13 hour route one way and 15 hour route home! See you all on "De Bus"...<br />
<br />Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11085952794410809323noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5065636139338258364.post-59378826053697662322014-07-17T23:00:00.003-04:002014-07-24T17:13:06.476-04:00Poetry and Prayer...<span style="color: purple;">I had a very thoughtful and prayer filled day and this popped into my head...</span><br />
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lightening speed, time flies by,</span></span><span style="font-family: "Comic Sans MS"; font-size: 11.0pt;"><br />
<span class="poembody">The world as you knew it is gone, in a flash, in a sigh.</span><br />
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<span class="poembody">And all you really catch are glimpses of life here and
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<span class="poembody">Sometimes the picture is pure delight, others deep
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<span class="poembody">Yet if you slow down and let God have the reins,</span><br />
<span class="poembody">Relax and lay back, learn to read His simple signs.</span><br />
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<span class="poembody">His picture comes into frame, with His help we can see,</span><br />
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<span class="poembody">On this Earth with all of His creatures we can act the</span>
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<span class="poembody">God will lay down His law, with His power, with His</span>
<span class="poembody">utter grace.</span><br />
<span class="poembody">To survive, watch for Him to tell us where we belong in</span>
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<span class="poembody">If it is to be a guardian of His garden, His Eden this</span>
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11085952794410809323noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5065636139338258364.post-45636660515486395422014-07-16T21:53:00.001-04:002014-07-16T21:53:04.146-04:00McSummer Fest 2014...I talked to my cousin Kathy McQuillen...yes we have the same name, how kool is that! Growing up neither of us knew each other but there are more similarities than just our name, she has an immediate younger brother with the same name as my immediate younger brother! She and I are both two years older than the aforementioned brothers... <div>
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Anyway she will be picking me up from the Greyhound Bus stop in Ebensburg, PA on Saturday the 26th of July at 9:05 am, and taking me right to our cousin Sharon's house to freshen up for the family reunion!! I will stay with Sharon and Skip on Saturday night and they will take me back to Ebensburg on Sunday evening around 5:00 pm and I will be back in Detroit at around 7:00 am Monday. Twenty four + hours on the bus for ten or so hours with my family, are we dedicated or what. I love these family reunions this will be our third since we all connected 4 or 5 years ago!</div>
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I am taking my Virgin Mobile 4G wireless adapter for my laptop with me so we will have wi-fi while at the reunion party and will be able to Skype with family members that cannot attend. We will be at the Portage Pennsylvania Volunteer Firehouse though it is the Portage Firehouse it is located in Cassandra! </div>
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A few years back a friend of mine drove me to Portage for our first reunion and the motel we stayed at...The Cassandra Railroad Overlook Resort...was right next to the building that we found out in the middle of the night was the firehouse! Alarms blaring and sirens screaming my friend Patrick shoots up out of his bed standing in his boxers and ready for a round like a fighter. I gently told him everything was okay and just lie down and get some sleep...this is after driving 9 hours straight through! Another lively adventure with me...</div>
Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11085952794410809323noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5065636139338258364.post-15071739945351528342014-07-15T17:02:00.000-04:002014-07-17T22:44:37.897-04:00De Bus!! De Bus!!Well today was pretty productive. I scheduled my Matrix nurse for August this is a free service provided by Health Alliance Plan Senior Plus, my supplemental health insurance plan. Every year they send an R.N. to my house to go over my medications, take my vitals and talk about changes in my over-all health. I also called back the nurse with prescription modification. Let's see if I can't get my medications cut from 27 to something more reasonable! And yes, 27 scripts and they all keep me alive!<br />
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Then I found a map showing where the Greyhound Station on Howard Street in Detroit. I put myself on street level and virtually walked around and found a parking area that has a 6 foot fence around it and someone in a cashier kiosk. The best part is that Howard Street Lot A is across from the station and Howard Street Lot B is kitty corner to the station which if I can park there will be maybe one city block of live walking. Oh this is gonna be a fun trip, I hope the seats recline...a lot!<br />
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Oh and the most important things..the kitties have started using the Cat Genie! NO MORE cleaning a litter box!!!<br />
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11085952794410809323noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5065636139338258364.post-40010329527253848032014-07-14T23:38:00.001-04:002014-07-14T23:39:02.782-04:00Boring or well needed?Ahhhh a quiet day, sleep and catching up on recorded TV, something I had been neglecting. There are over 21 recorded shows to watch and at 45 minutes per 1 hour show...yikes! See you all later on the flip side!!!Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11085952794410809323noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5065636139338258364.post-22047371853456947292014-07-13T22:28:00.003-04:002014-07-13T22:28:42.733-04:00Mostly Mundane...Well I know some of you may be thinking how could yesterday be topped! Now let me tell you this really is pretty usual for one of my more mundane mishaps.<br />
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Last January I came home from my annual trek to see my friend Glenn Shakatko and his wife Sandra in Phoenix (another real fun adventure for another day) and I had been expecting something from UPS when I thought to myself, lets look out back. Actually, I said it to the cats not to myself.<br />
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Anyway I go to the back door and low and behold there is my package backed right up to the door, and as many of you know storm doors open OUT so I could not budge the door NO, because in Michigan this past January 2014 was one of a very...how should I say...accumulative snow! I got angry, which is so out of character for me, I shoved the door and to my utter surprise it opened and I lost footing in the snow slipping off the porch and into my...wait for it...wait...BLACKBERRY BUSH!<br />
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Wearing only my nightgown and mother nature! Yes another youtube night for my neighbors, I thank my lucky stars it was 3:00 am and everyone but myself was asleep in the complex, I hope. So a few bruises and many, many scratches and no pun intended raspberries later I am still alive! So for another day I will tell you about the time...Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11085952794410809323noreply@blogger.com2