Just thought I'd give you an update on my latest venture. Saturday I went to a church picnic. My side has been hurting quite a bit, but I was hanging in there. I had gone for blood tests and urine test on Thurs. The doctor said I had a bladder infection, but didn't know what was causing the pain in my side. So he was going to order a cat scan.
Here I am at the picnic when the pain got so bad I had to go to emergency. While there, I was given an i.v. so they could inject a dye solution later on, but right then I was supposed to drink this concoction (another dye concoction). (It was only 32oz and I had to drink it in fifteen minutes --- hey, not a problem, when I can barely get down a glass of water all day!)
After the first full glass, my tongue started feeling weird, like it was swelling and itching. Right away, my friend, Marsha (named changed to protect the innocent (???), who is a nurse and came with me, jumped up and said, "She's having an allergic reaction." Well, it was and I did. It also manifested itself like I was having another heart attack and I just collapsed. The doctor came in and he got things under control. So, then it's off to do the c-scan. Went fine, and news back was that I had a bladder infection, but nothing could be determined as to the pain in the side. So, the doctor prescribed Cipro - the antibiotic) and I went home.
Sunday, I wake up and my hands are on fire, red and swollen, not to mention that I have this huge "diaper" rash, all OVER my body! I could joke and say that my Depends gave me a rash, but that would be too simple (besides, I don't wear them). So, I immediately stopped the Cipro. Another antibiotic was prescribed, but the redness, swelling, etc., kept getting worse. Can you imagine the only relief I could find was ice bags for my hands, and then lying on the bed in the "birth position" with a fan blowing on "whatever is down there," - since I haven't seen below my belly button in years - just looking for some kind of relief! It has not been a happy last couple of days.
My doctor did call me Monday morning and told me that I need to go in for an MRI to see if they can find out what is wrong. With the c-scan, they did find a little cyst on my liver, but no big deal.
So, that's been my weekend! How about yours??? (This is a true story. It has been copywrited.)
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Wednesday, November 10, 2010
Love is a butterfly
Love is a butterfly,
which when pursued
is just beyond your grasp,
but if you will sit down quietly
it may alight upon you.
which when pursued
is just beyond your grasp,
but if you will sit down quietly
it may alight upon you.
Monday, November 8, 2010
MID-LIFE
I've seen two shows lately that went on and on about how mid-life is a great time for women. Just last week Oprah had a whole show on how great menopause will be....
Puhleeeeeeeze! I've had a few thoughts of my own and would like to share them with you. Whether you are pushing 40, 50, 60 (or maybe even just pushing your luck) you'll probably relate.
Mid-life is when the growth of hair on our legs slows down. This gives us plenty of time to care for our newly acquired mustache.
In mid-life women no longer have upper arms, we have wingspans. We are no longer women in sleeveless shirts, we are flying squirrels in drag.
Mid-life is when you can stand naked in front of a mirror and you can see your rear without turning around.
Mid-life is when you go for a mammogram and you realize that this is the only time someone will ask you to appear topless.
Mid-life is when you want to grab every firm young lovely in a tube top and scream, "Listen honey, even the Roman Empire fell and those will too."
Mid-life brings wisdom to know that life throws us curves and we're sitting on our biggest ones.
Mid-life is when you look at your-know-it-all, beeper-wearing teenager and think: "For this I have stretch marks?"
In mid-life your memory starts to go. In fact the only thing we can retain is water.
Mid-life means that your Body By Jake now includes Legs By Rand McNally -- more red and blue lines than an accurately scaled map of Wisconsin.
Mid-life means that you become more reflective. You start pondering the "big" questions. What is life? Why am I here? How much Healthy Choice ice cream can I eat before it's no longer a healthy choice?
But mid-life also brings with it an appreciation for what is important. We realize that breasts sag, hips expand and chins double, but our loved ones make the journey worthwhile.
Would any of you trade the knowledge that you have now for the body you had way back when?
Maybe our bodies simply have to expand to hold all the wisdom and love we've acquired.
That's my philosophy and I'm sticking to it!
Puhleeeeeeeze! I've had a few thoughts of my own and would like to share them with you. Whether you are pushing 40, 50, 60 (or maybe even just pushing your luck) you'll probably relate.
Mid-life is when the growth of hair on our legs slows down. This gives us plenty of time to care for our newly acquired mustache.
In mid-life women no longer have upper arms, we have wingspans. We are no longer women in sleeveless shirts, we are flying squirrels in drag.
Mid-life is when you can stand naked in front of a mirror and you can see your rear without turning around.
Mid-life is when you go for a mammogram and you realize that this is the only time someone will ask you to appear topless.
Mid-life is when you want to grab every firm young lovely in a tube top and scream, "Listen honey, even the Roman Empire fell and those will too."
Mid-life brings wisdom to know that life throws us curves and we're sitting on our biggest ones.
Mid-life is when you look at your-know-it-all, beeper-wearing teenager and think: "For this I have stretch marks?"
In mid-life your memory starts to go. In fact the only thing we can retain is water.
Mid-life means that your Body By Jake now includes Legs By Rand McNally -- more red and blue lines than an accurately scaled map of Wisconsin.
Mid-life means that you become more reflective. You start pondering the "big" questions. What is life? Why am I here? How much Healthy Choice ice cream can I eat before it's no longer a healthy choice?
But mid-life also brings with it an appreciation for what is important. We realize that breasts sag, hips expand and chins double, but our loved ones make the journey worthwhile.
Would any of you trade the knowledge that you have now for the body you had way back when?
Maybe our bodies simply have to expand to hold all the wisdom and love we've acquired.
That's my philosophy and I'm sticking to it!
A frog goes into a bank and approaches the teller. He can see from her nameplate that her name is Patricia Whack.
"Miss Whack, I'd like to get a $30,000 loan to take a holiday."
Patty looks at the frog in disbelief and asks his name. The frog says his name is Kermit Jagger, his dad is Mick Jagger, and that it's okay, he knows the bank manager.
Patty explains that he will need to secure the loan with some collateral. The frog says, "Sure. I have this," and produces a tiny porcelain elephant, about an inch tall, bright pink and perfectly formed.
Very confused, Patty explains that she'll have to consult with the bank manager and disappears into a back office. She finds the manager and says, "There's a frog called Kermit Jagger out there who claims to know you and wants to borrow $30,000, and he wants to use this as collateral." She holds up the tiny pink elephant.
"I mean, what in the world is this?"
(you're gonna love this)
(its a real treat)
(a masterpiece)
(wait for it)
The bank manager looks back at her and says...
"It's a knickknack, Patty Whack.
Give the frog a loan.
His old man's a Rolling Stone."
(You're singing it, aren't you?
Yeah, I know you are........)
Never take life too seriously!
Come on now, you grinned, I know you did!!!
Have a good'n
"Miss Whack, I'd like to get a $30,000 loan to take a holiday."
Patty looks at the frog in disbelief and asks his name. The frog says his name is Kermit Jagger, his dad is Mick Jagger, and that it's okay, he knows the bank manager.
Patty explains that he will need to secure the loan with some collateral. The frog says, "Sure. I have this," and produces a tiny porcelain elephant, about an inch tall, bright pink and perfectly formed.
Very confused, Patty explains that she'll have to consult with the bank manager and disappears into a back office. She finds the manager and says, "There's a frog called Kermit Jagger out there who claims to know you and wants to borrow $30,000, and he wants to use this as collateral." She holds up the tiny pink elephant.
"I mean, what in the world is this?"
(you're gonna love this)
(its a real treat)
(a masterpiece)
(wait for it)
The bank manager looks back at her and says...
"It's a knickknack, Patty Whack.
Give the frog a loan.
His old man's a Rolling Stone."
(You're singing it, aren't you?
Yeah, I know you are........)
Never take life too seriously!
Come on now, you grinned, I know you did!!!
Have a good'n
God Had Kept Me Here For A Reason
God has kept me here for a reason.
I survived because He has a plan for me.
All my bad relationships, the bad credit,
the repossessions, the death of my loved ones,
the back stabbing from my friends,
the negative thoughts, or the lack of support;
I made it because I am blessed!
I release and let go of all past hurts,
misunderstandings and grudges because I am blessed!
I recognize them as the illusions they are,
for God is all there is.
All else is a lie!
Now give yourself a hug,
wipe your tears and walk in victory!!!!!!!
I love you, but more appropriately God loves you BEST!
Be blessed and know that you are at one with
THE SPIRIT OF THE LIVING GOD!
And may the Lord keep watch between
you and me when we are away from each other.
I survived because He has a plan for me.
All my bad relationships, the bad credit,
the repossessions, the death of my loved ones,
the back stabbing from my friends,
the negative thoughts, or the lack of support;
I made it because I am blessed!
I release and let go of all past hurts,
misunderstandings and grudges because I am blessed!
I recognize them as the illusions they are,
for God is all there is.
All else is a lie!
Now give yourself a hug,
wipe your tears and walk in victory!!!!!!!
I love you, but more appropriately God loves you BEST!
Be blessed and know that you are at one with
THE SPIRIT OF THE LIVING GOD!
And may the Lord keep watch between
you and me when we are away from each other.
Monday, December 7, 2009
Seniors on a Road Trip
While on a road trip, an elderly couple stopped at a roadside restaurant for lunch. After finishing their meal, they left the restaurant and resumed their trip.
When leaving, the elderly woman unknowingly left her glasses on the table and she didn’t miss them until they had been driving about twenty minutes. By then, to add to the aggravation, they had to travel quite a distance before they could find a place to turn around.
All the way back, the husband became the classic grouchy old man. He fussed and complained and scolded his wife relentlessly during the entire return drive. The more he chided her the more agitated he became. He just wouldn’t let up.
To her relief, they finally arrived at the restaurant. As the woman got out of the car and hurried inside to retrieve her glasses, the old geezer yelled to her: “While you’re in there, you might as well get my hat and the credit card!”
When leaving, the elderly woman unknowingly left her glasses on the table and she didn’t miss them until they had been driving about twenty minutes. By then, to add to the aggravation, they had to travel quite a distance before they could find a place to turn around.
All the way back, the husband became the classic grouchy old man. He fussed and complained and scolded his wife relentlessly during the entire return drive. The more he chided her the more agitated he became. He just wouldn’t let up.
To her relief, they finally arrived at the restaurant. As the woman got out of the car and hurried inside to retrieve her glasses, the old geezer yelled to her: “While you’re in there, you might as well get my hat and the credit card!”
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