tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-56519656101646772222024-03-04T23:24:39.313-06:00TILLYSBRIDGEJust a chat, between you and me. I will tell you what is on my mind and heart and you may tell me. We can talk about our feelings, family, deepest thoughts and chocolate. We will share our success and cry over failure and if we need to rant and rave, we will feel free, knowing the other will just listen and comfort. If we only had a back fence that would be perfect, but this is 2nd best. Tilly here, lets chat.
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or watch on YouTube: Barb PollittAnonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04847686015596347409noreply@blogger.comBlogger42125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5651965610164677222.post-51579711429630074512016-01-14T10:34:00.001-06:002016-01-14T10:34:52.903-06:00HARD TO LOSE A CHILD<span style="color: #4c1130; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><b>Well, I almost don't remember that 'fun' craft fair we attended, it was such a while ago. Believe it was a success, fewer people than in past years, but those that were there, were there to buy. Was able to catch up with several regulars, I only see at this fair. Most important, this year was the fact that it was a huge distraction for me. For November 5th, 2015 I lost my oldest child. </b></span><br />
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<span style="color: #741b47; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><b>This, I found out is much like the loss of a parent, no matter the age, it is devastating to lose a parent. They are the ones who have been with you thru thick and thin since you were born. Another reason, I believe, is that it moves you higher in the family order. I don't know about you, but I don't feel responsible enough to step into the shoes of my parents, move closer to the matriarch of the family. Wouldn't that mean I would have to grow up and to have the answers to life questions, often asked of the matriarch. </b></span><br />
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<span style="color: #4c1130; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><b>As difficult as that loss is, the loss of a child, even at age 52, is against nature. For, naturally, I should die before my children. Realistically, I know several families who have lost children to disease, war and auto accidents, etc. But, I stick to my belief, for the pain of the loss of someone you brought into this world is unnatural.</b></span><br />
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<span style="color: #741b47; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><b>This was such a hurt for not only myself, but for his brother and sisters. I felt a real need to stay strong in front of the children, for each one was suffering. #2 because they were close in age and close in all aspects of their lives. #4 because there was such a difference in ages, she didn't have that closeness, and memories she desired. #3 because #3 is the most responsible of all 4 and wonders if there were something he could have seen or done that would have made a difference. No matter the basic reason, each was suffering loss and needed someone to tell them, it was normal to feel the way they did. Though he would never be forgotten and his loss would always be with us, this initial heartbreak would ease over time and we could all help one another replace the shock and pain by remembering the wonderful times.</b></span><br />
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<span style="color: #4c1130; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><b>Why does this seem to happen, in many cases, at the holidays? Everyone, this year, keep very busy preparing for Thanksgiving and Christmas, probably because keeping very busy helps to keep from overthinking. Every once in a while a comment or a memory would come flooding in, in the midst of those preparations, and time just must be taken to cry it out, or suffer a personal internal explosion.</b></span><br />
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<span style="color: #741b47; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><b>It seems cruel that life just goes on, and the things that need doing, still need doing. The world is just as it was before his death, only without him by our side. He, for most of his life had a great sense of humor and a very 'hard' work ethic. I was yanked in to get that last set of xrays and they were awful, as all the others had been. I know he would have had a remedy, being able to fix most anything that was broken, maybe re caulking or he was a great superglue fan, yes he would have had some fix for me. that would have made me laugh a bit.</b></span><br />
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<span style="color: #4c1130; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><b>As it was and as I have stated in previous blogs, I am always surprised when the Doctor lets you know how bad a joint is. They tried to enter from 4 different angles and couldn't get into the joint from any of the 4, and was told I may have to see an orthopedic surgeon for relief. Yeah, another doctor!!!!</b></span><br />
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<span style="color: #741b47; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><b>I have also started physical therapy. God is keeping me very busy, maybe to help me not dwell on loss, its not working!!! That means once a week for therapy, once a month for a new shot and who knows what the ortho doc will have for me. I am thinking of moving to a residence inn type accommodation, next to the hospital and just come home on weekends. Seems like it would save me a lot of time running back and forth. I use the word 'running' lightly.</b></span><br />
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<br />Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04847686015596347409noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5651965610164677222.post-25773334875226771172015-11-04T22:20:00.000-06:002015-11-04T22:20:06.858-06:00DO YOU EVER, JUST WONDER????<span style="color: #76a5af; font-size: large;"><b>Need to start by saying I heard from a sweet crafter friend, Auntie Bernie sending lovely well wishes. If you are so inclined to watch a very talented lady, stop by YouTube and visit Auntie Bernie, it will not be a waste of your time ;)</b></span><br />
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<span style="color: #76a5af; font-size: large;"><b>Now for today's question. Do you ever just wonder if you are taken seriously when you speak to any doctor? I am now over 24 hours from my last injection. A lumbar selective nerve root injection. With this one, I will have to admit, it didn't hurt as bad as the hip injection 3 weeks ago, but I was still 'white knuckling' that table, just in anticipation. She went in just above an old fusion I had years ago.</b></span><br />
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<span style="color: #45818e; font-size: large;"><b>The reason for my question, was a comment she made as she was coming close to her target area. She said, 'Oh, I see why you have such pain, you have a very bad back and I was really finding it hard to get any space for the injection, with the compression and all the bone spurs'. She went on to inject and then explain that she was able to let it run down one of the spurs and the medication drained from the spur into the nerve root she was aiming for. She said we were both lucky it was that easy, you better believe I was a happy camper, but don't know how excited I will be if she feels another will be needed. What happens if we are not lucky the next time, Oh my!! I don't want to know.</b></span><br />
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<span style="color: #134f5c; font-size: large;"><b>I almost had to giggle, wondering if all our doctors just take what we say with a grain of salt till they have proof. That would be x-rays, lab work, or seeing for themselves. Are there that many patients that present themselves with wild stories of dis-ease, just to get attention, have a place to go for the afternoon? Surly not for the darling outfits where your fanny hangs out, or for a little rest on the cement x-ray tables (at least they feel like they are cement) or the vampire with the needle waiting to hit some vein or another to 'drain your blood' into the cute little vile. </b></span><br />
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<span style="color: #0b5394; font-size: large;"><b>Why, oh, why don't they just believe us, or at least not sound surprised when they discover real problems for real pain and dis-ease?? Now, I know she made that statement to let me know there was a real reason for my allowing a needle to be poked into my spine, and that she was a bit surprised it was as difficult as it was to even give the injection. I did appreciate her statement, as I prayed that it really works, it doesn't always and I will not really know how much relief I will get for another 7 to 10 days, for that is how long it takes for the full effect.</b></span><br />
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<span style="color: #0c343d; font-size: large;"><b>My next adventure is to get an x-ray of my left knee, which is useless right now, I had to ditch the cane and am now on a walker, for the dumb knee is such a pain and also my left shoulder, which seems to come out of place and I have to use my right arm to guide my left arm back into place. This poor woman is going to be so tired of me before this is over. And, the best part is that I am well aware that all this is just a cover up and not a fix, so I can look forward to all this fun at least once a year if not all 3 allowed in one year. One of the few reasons I am happy to be in my 70's, how many years will I have left :)</b></span><br />
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<span style="color: #0b5394; font-size: large;"><b>Am also happy hubby is home from his fishing trip, for this weekend is our biggest craft fair of the year, and I really am not up to doing this one on my own. Will have fair fun to write about my next post, much to my delight and I am sure if you have been suffering my baby blubbering over 'poor me', you will be too!</b></span><br />
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<span style="color: #38761d; font-size: large;">I am still not ready for this treatment, just can't get the original injection, years ago, to leave my memory bank. The few zaps I got with the hip injection brought back anything I was able to bury, rats!!!</span></span><br />
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<span style="color: #38761d; font-size: large;">This really is like an onion, as the pain eases in one area, I notice the nagging pains that the one 'holy cow' pain was covering. Like, Oh, hi! I remember you from a year or so ago, didn't know you were still there, was so busy with the cover-up. So, as delighted as I am that the #8/10 is gone, I am dealing with the uncovered #6/7. </span></span><span style="color: #38761d; font-size: large;"> </span><br />
<span style="color: #38761d; font-size: large;"><br /></span><span style="color: #7f6000; font-size: large;">To change the subject, I broke even, plus a little, on my first little church craft fair and am praying over this shot tomorrow, for we have a much bigger, 2 day fair this coming weekend. I had plenty of items in stock, so haven't had to make a thing this year. I am keeping busy with a new quilt. The one I showed you the 1st of October, I was silly enough to post on my Facebook page and my sister-in-law wanted to know if I would tackle some counted cross stitch squares she had started when her first child, my beautiful Goddaughter, was a little girl. Now, mind you she is grown, married and the mother of 2 little ones of her own. The oldest, being a daughter, just helped my SIL finish the last block, how could I refuse. </span><br />
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<b><span style="color: #7f6000; font-size: large;">I am going down to continue working on it when I finish here, will get a picture and attach here and will try to remember to take a picture when I am finished. Am also working on a bakers apron for a lady chocolatier I met at the last fair. She will be doing a very big wedding show in downtown St Louis, in January and wanted to know if I could make her a white one with her company name embroidered on the front. Again, how could I say no???</span></b><br />
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<b><span style="color: #7f6000; font-size: large;">All this and the Christmas cards are only half done and haven't even started on the children's gifts or the grandchildren's ornaments yet. IT'S NOVEMBER!!!!!!!!!!! WHAT AM I DOING?????????? I am ending,</span></b><br />
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<b><span style="color: #7f6000; font-size: large;">Hoping you are enjoying happiness and good health </span></b>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04847686015596347409noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5651965610164677222.post-23988601683815849022015-10-17T15:12:00.002-05:002015-10-17T15:12:48.147-05:00TINY NOTE<span style="color: #0b5394; font-size: large;">I guess this is just proof that I was almost out of my mind, or not in my right mind. I just came to talk a bit about the results and my pain diary and guess what????? I didn't publish the last note.</span><br />
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<span style="color: #0b5394; font-size: large;">Oh I wrote it, I just didn't hit publish, was feeling pretty good, pain med hadn't worn off and guess I was a little too happy, just wanted to walk while I could.</span><br />
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<span style="color: #0b5394; font-size: large;">Today is not a good day to talk about the 'rest of the story' so will be back!!</span><br />
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<span style="color: red; font-size: large;">Am now full of mixed emotions. After having a, face to face, with my doctor, discussing the x-rays and MRIs and just talking about the 'evil' pain spots, she decided to attack by peeling the onion layers. <u> BORING WARNING</u> You can only have 3 shots in your knee a year, 3 shots in your shoulder, 3 shots in each section ie: cervical, lumbar, etc, of your spine. I didn't ask why, was busy being scared.</span><br />
<span style="color: red; font-size: large;">With every level of the lumbar spine having 'severe' attached to it, she had me show where the very worst pain started and radiated.</span><br />
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<span style="color: #e06666; font-size: large;">Rather than guessing which level to start the injection, she opted to, first, do my right hip, hoping it gives some pain relief and I am keeping a diary about just where I am feeling some relief. With that blueprint, she will have a better idea what level of the lumbar to inject for the remaining pain, which means much less chance of injecting the wrong level and wasting one of the magic 3. I was so impressed that she was taking the time to investigate me, and not just sticking a needle in, where she felt it should be.</span><br />
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<span style="color: #e06666; font-size: large;">It was not a bad thing that I tried to prepare, it was still an injection, by x-ray guide, into the hip joint and at one point she hit something that sent, like an electric zap, down the side of my leg, which prompted a little more numbing agent. The pressure points while inserting the needle are, for me, a little like what I imagine a cow feels when a cattle prod is used. Like a little bitty zap that makes you go ouch, but you can't move, you have a needle in your hip. I just groaned and figured, if a cow can handle it, I can! Very soon the needle was in place and the cortisone type meds were injected and it was over.</span><br />
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<span style="color: red; font-size: large;">Dear diary, I will share tomorrow, just how I am doing and give you a little bit of my pain diary, no jealously please, the new diary is strictly for the doctor.</span><br />
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<span style="color: red; font-size: large;">Health and happiness</span>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04847686015596347409noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5651965610164677222.post-44374809644647282682015-10-07T20:35:00.000-05:002015-10-07T20:35:11.740-05:00MOVING FAST<span style="color: #45818e; font-size: large;"><b>As bad as the cervical MRI results were the lumbar MRI results are worse. I am not doing a happy dance. It's no wonder I am 2 inches shorter than my first 60 years!!</b></span><br />
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<span style="color: #45818e; font-size: large;"><b>Years ago I had the worst experience of my life with a pain management doctor and an injection to 'help' with back and leg pain. Picture taking a bundle of inflamed nerves, sticking a needle into the bundle and continuing, for what seemed like 15 minutes, to inject who knows what. There was a pain killer given before the procedure, it was done with radiology guidance , it was done by a doctor who had a good reputation. I prayed to pass out, didn't happen, but I prayed!</b></span><br />
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<span style="color: #45818e; font-size: large;"><b>Well, yep, that's what is suggested for both the neck and low back. Now, I know 10 to 15 years in medicine is like cave man to astronaut, but, everything I have read sounds just like what I went thru before and I don't mind saying, I am close to panic.</b></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;"><b><span style="color: #134f5c;">Now I weighed not being able to walk and constant escalation pain #'s and the chance that things have changed enough that there will not be a repeat of that horror from years past. Everyone I have talked to, is encouraging me to give it a try</span><span style="color: #45818e;">, </span><span style="color: #134f5c;">so when I got the call this morning, giving me the scathing report and the doctor's suggestion for a chance for some freedom from pain, I put on my 'big girl panties' and said yes. </span></b></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;"><b><span style="color: #134f5c;">The only regret is that I can't have both injections, cervical and lumbar, at the same time. They will only do one at a time, I can, in 2 days, have the second one done, but not both on the same day. Which to choose? The burning in the neck and loss of function and depending how I hold my neck, having one or the other arm start to get pins and needles or walking? Didn't take me 10 seconds to pick the low back first.</span></b></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;"><b><span style="color: #134f5c;">I won't be writing again, dear diary, till after the 13th, when I get the first shot. I will just be hiding under the covers and wishing for a miraculous healing. Short of that, I don't want to look back and relive the mind numbing fear of the next few days. Yeah for the 'Golden Years'....</span></b></span><br />
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<span style="color: #134f5c; font-size: large;"><b>Wishing health and happiness</b></span>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04847686015596347409noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5651965610164677222.post-45282033561099526652015-10-06T08:33:00.000-05:002015-10-06T08:33:07.139-05:00COMPLAIN, COMPLAIN, COMPLAIN<span style="color: #cc0000; font-size: large;"><b>Guess it can't be too bad, for today I only have 2 complaints. One is ME, yep, I need to complain about me. I have found that prolonged time in discomfort makes me a complainer, makes me crabby, grumpy and just plain hard to live with. </b></span><br />
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<span style="color: #cc0000; font-size: large;"><b> Where do I go to not have to live with me. Poor hubby delights in my retreating to the basement craft/sewing room after morning coffee every day. But, I have to go where ever I am. I can't seem to get away from crabby me. I will think I have me, in control, and something will go wrong, the color paper I need is not the right shade, the seam I just sewed was off kilter and needs to be ripped out and restitched. I will start mumbling mean words to myself, yep, even 'stupid'. I would never let the children use that word, but here I am being grumpy with myself and I can't send myself to my room, first, I can't walk all those steps and second, if I did go to my room, I would go with me!!</b></span><br />
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<span style="color: #cc0000; font-size: large;"><b>In my natural self, I love to see sunny skies and everything is always half full. Now after years of escalating pain #'s I go around just like Joe</b></span><b style="color: #cc0000; font-size: x-large;"> </b><b style="color: #cc0000;"><span style="font-size: large;">'Hapless' Btfspik. Anyone old enough to remember Li'l Abner comic strip and the fellow with the dark cloud hanging over his head? that's me, Joe. Must put, working on this, on my to do list.</span></b><br />
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<b><span style="color: #990000;"><span style="font-size: large;">The second complaint is that silly online posting of your tests and x-rays. As I stated earlier, I am torn, as to whether this is a good thing or a bad thing. We know the x-rays and the cervical MRI, are posted, correct? Well the cervical and lumbar MRI were done at the same time, the results of the cervical MRI was posted before the weekend and the call from the doctor's office was already recieved. I even got the mailed information sheet on Cervical Epidural Steroid Injections, promised by the nurse. What is missing??? </span></span></b><br />
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<b><span style="color: #990000;"><span style="font-size: large;">If both MRI's were done at the same time, why do I have one on Thursday and as I checked, thru Monday, I have nothing on the other. Did one get lost, is one so bad that they are trying to figure how to tell me, did my doctor go on vacation?? Where is it? why isn't it on line? Don't they know this is a worry, a stress?? complain, complain, crabby, crabby!!!!</span></span></b><br />
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<span style="color: #990000; font-size: large;"><b>Wasted, worry, wasted stress, wasted crabbiness, yesterday evening (Monday) the test was posted. Tomorrow, dear diary, we will note the words I had to look up and maybe even the reason for my turning into Joe 'Hapless' Btfspik.</b></span><br />
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<span style="color: #990000; font-size: large;"><b>Wishing good health and happiness.... </b></span><b><span style="color: #990000;"><span style="font-size: large;"> </span></span></b>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04847686015596347409noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5651965610164677222.post-29226880063704274482015-10-05T13:11:00.000-05:002015-10-05T13:11:19.259-05:00PROCRASTINATION SETTING IN<span style="color: #38761d; font-size: large;">Yes, when you are really good at something, it is difficult to put it aside while doing a long term project. Once started with my 'dear diary' journal of experiencing 'The Golden Years', I was sitting at the computer nice and early each morning, who can sleep in the throws of #8? I had my coffee at my side and have been trying to put this experience in order while it is happening, or close enough that I still remember just what went on and just how I felt.</span><br />
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<span style="color: #38761d; font-size: large;">Today, it is getting close to lunch time and I have been looking for just anything, checking email, facebook, making some lists for hubby, paying a few bills......to keep from sitting and getting today's entry down. </span><span style="color: #38761d; font-size: large;">OK, must focus.</span><br />
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<span style="color: #38761d; font-size: large;">The cervical MRI was on line and would have been funny if it were not about a real persons neck. For it started out with the first, I am not going to do the C1, C2,C3 thing, I am just going to talk people talk, few vertebra, not so good. The next few, a little worse than the first, the next few really ugly, you get the gist. I was tempted not to read the rest, I was understanding how this was going And, before I could digest the results, I am answering the phone from my doctor's office suggesting an injection that could relieve some of the pain and even give, the nerves being damaged, a little relief. I will be mailed a booklet about this injection.</span><br />
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<span style="color: #38761d; font-size: large;">Would this make it easier to use my fingers again, could I pinch well enough to not have everything I touch, fall on the floor, could I do some hand stitching again without the use of the pliers to pull the needle thru each stitch, would I be able to turn my head to the right or left without sending the tingles down one arm or the other ??????? </span><br />
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<span style="color: #38761d; font-size: large;"><b>Wait!!!!!!!!!! I went to pain management because I can no longer walk, sit or lay down for any length of time for the pain from my waist to just below my knee. I loved the fast response, but, would this injection give me the ability to walk? What was the most important, or maybe, why don't we start with the worst offense to every day living and work our way to next. Kind of like peeling the layers of an onion, start with #8 to 10 and working our way to the #5 to 8 and so on?</b></span><br />
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<span style="color: #38761d; font-size: large;"><b>I was torn between the speed of handling the problems she saw with the first result available, and the disappointment of having no results or solution for the worst of the problems. </b></span><br />
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<span style="color: #38761d; font-size: large;"><b>I have mixed emotions about weekends. Even before retirement, when would the children cry thru the night holding an ear or tummy or when would be a good time to break or sprain something, or run a fever without a clue why?? It would have to be Friday night, right? How do you get from Saturday to Monday to get them to a doctor, without the dreaded trip to the emergency room?? When do you get the note from the teacher about Johnny's naughty behavior? Before online banking, when did you get the letter about the math mistake you made and you are short $2 of the amount needed for your last check you wrote, to clear, ??? Friday, always Friday, that gives you the weekend to stew over what ever the problem is and not being able to do a thing about it till Monday.</b></span><br />
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<span style="color: #38761d; font-size: large;"><b>This was my dilemma, cervical was on line and call from doctor had been recieved, but what I was really waiting for was not available and guess what day that was?? Friday! You know there will be no hope for any swift solution for walking !!! till at least after the weekend.</b></span><br />
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<span style="color: #38761d; font-size: large;"><b>We have come to the, up to date post, dear diary, and I will just be on watch, with my phone by my side till the next post. I believe I will try to do some craft projects, to keep my mind and hands busy till I have more to add to this journey....</b></span><br />
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04847686015596347409noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5651965610164677222.post-1251455173956474192015-10-04T08:46:00.000-05:002015-10-04T08:46:05.540-05:00NOT SURE I LIKE THE NEW SYSTEM<span style="color: #674ea7; font-size: large;"><b>I haven't decided if I like this new system of online sharing of tests and x-rays. Guess we have all wanted to see these things and not have to wait for our doctors to share the info with us at our next appointment. But, are we really prepared to see the results of these things and really understand what we are seeing? </b></span><br />
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<span style="color: #674ea7; font-size: large;"><b>Don't we have enough stress in our lives, without seeing results with big Latin based words that we don't understand and that look so ominous?</b></span><br />
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<span style="color: #674ea7; font-size: large;"><b>I got an email letting me know my x-rays were posted and I could go see them. Well, I am just nosy enough that I can't resist. I logged in and started reading the results. Now for the real work, to make my list of all the words I need to look up, just to see what the reports are saying.</b></span><br />
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<span style="color: #674ea7; font-size: large;"><b>Just for the x-rays of my neck, hip, low back and knee, my list consisted of: anterolisthesis, uncovertebral, osteophylic forminal encroachment, psteopenia, scoliosis, identulous, subcortical cyst and last but not least impacted tooth in maxilla posteriorly. That last one through me for a loop till I remembered the last x-ray for my neck included my opening my mouth as wide as I could and he took, I guess, a picture down my throat???</b></span><br />
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<span style="color: #674ea7; font-size: large;"><b>After looking for all these words and trying to find a description that didn't include more words I didn't understand, I was left with knowing no more than what I had read on the original report. Which is usually what happens. </b></span><br />
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<span style="color: #674ea7; font-size: large;"><b>Back to the reason I agreed to see a pain management doctor, for the most part is that I can no longer walk without a walker and at that, on my right side from my waist to below my knee and just my knee on the left, provide me with my #8. I was pleased that within one day of the x-rays I got a call from the nurse letting me know that there were some problems and that the doctor wanted an MRI study of my back, upper and lower.</b></span><br />
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<span style="color: #a64d79; font-size: large;"><b>Even though this would mean another 3 hours spent to ready myself for another trip to the hospital, it was reassuring that my doctor was right on the ball, not making me wait 3 weeks to give me that information.</b></span><br />
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<span style="color: #a64d79; font-size: large;"><b>The MRI was tolerable, but you are back on a cement like slab and you must close your eyes before they roll you into the tube so you don't know you are in such a tiny space. They give you a little ball to squeeze if you start to panic, which I was determined not to use and put ear phones on you to listen to the music of your choice to try to block out the nasty loud noise the machine makes. This was of no use, for the noise is so loud, you can't hear the music anyway, but I wasn't there to be serenaded, so no matter.</b></span><br />
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<span style="color: #a64d79; font-size: large;"><b>The neck took over 20 minutes and every time the little voice would say 'now don't swallow or clear your throat during the next set of banging' you all know what the results of that statement was, all I wanted to do was clear my throat or swallow.</b></span><br />
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<span style="color: #a64d79; font-size: large;"><b>I was offered a little sitting up rest before they started the low back, but I didn't want to prolong the ordeal, so off I went, eyes closed and back into the tube. This was not as long, but being on the cement slab for now over 30 minutes, my back and right leg were starting to really move from #8 to #9. </b></span><br />
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<span style="color: #a64d79; font-size: large;"><b>The low back was to be done without dye and then I was pulled back out to have some dye injected into my arm and eyes closed and back into the tube. Now the #9 had gone to #10 and I was feeling tears starting to drip down my face. I wanted to know if anyone could see me crying, so I took a chance and peeked with one eye to see if anyone in the booth could see me and low and behold, I could have had my eyes open the whole time, for my head was sticking out the far side of the tube and I didn't need to be afraid of feeling panic stricken. AND, no one could see my head from the booth, so I freely, let the tears fall till the voice said, we are done, and we are bringing you out. Yeah!! Home to an Aleve!!! </b></span><br />
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<span style="color: #a64d79; font-size: large;"><b>I am also encouraged, that even with my propensity to put things off, I am almost up to date with the happenings, on my quest for relief in 'The Golden Years'.</b></span><br />
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<span style="color: #a64d79; font-size: large;"><b>Dear diary, tomorrow I will tell the silly story of my call after the cervical MRI findings were released. And, I will be up to date with reporting on my quest.</b></span><br />
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<span style="color: #a64d79; font-size: large;"><b>Wishing you happiness and good health</b></span>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04847686015596347409noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5651965610164677222.post-72442711786888399442015-10-03T09:51:00.000-05:002015-10-03T09:51:46.795-05:00X-RAYS OF THE GOLDEN YEARS<span style="background-color: #fff2cc; color: #45818e; font-size: large;">On to the x-rays....This was mixture of the good, the bad and the ugly. I was pleasantly surprised to find out, after returning to the reception area, that if I wanted, and had the time, I could just go to the x-ray dept. and have the x-rays done. Since I was already registered as an outpatient with the pain center, I would not have to go home, call to set up an appointment, go thru the 3 hour getting ready process and travel back another day and fill out all the important forms. So you know this is the 'good'.</span><br />
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<span style="background-color: #fff2cc; color: #45818e; font-size: large;">Down the hall we went with my little 'bracelet', you have to have a little 'bracelet'. Within minutes a young man came for me and off we went. How great was that?</span><br />
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<span style="background-color: #fff2cc; color: #45818e; font-size: large;">We got to the room with some light covers of hot air balloons on the ceiling, I guess to watch while you lay on the table. Then came the bad. Yes, I no longer can 'hop up' on the table, that I believe is made of cement, it is a long process of sitting, lifting the bad leg up and then having to have help from the tech, to get the leg that is like a dead, fallen tree trunk lifted to the table, lay down on my side (as directed years ago, by my neurosurgeon) and then roll on my back. Phew, have accomplished the bad.</span><br />
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<span style="background-color: #fff2cc; color: #45818e; font-size: large;">On to the ugly, yes, after a few minutes of 'hold your breath, OK breath', we started to have to turn and twist, especially the knee, to the right, a little more, hold it!!!!!!! Did I mention I live in #8 and turning my back or my legs, to far in any direction, moves me to #10. Now, you can't cry, so I grit my teeth, and held!!! I will say, that my tech was very good and fast and I didn't have to 'hold' for very long in any position. Good job!! </span><br />
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<span style="background-color: #fff2cc; color: #45818e; font-size: large;">As I was wheeled back out to leave, I was already a #10 and hubby and I still had to get some groceries before going home. What we discovered was that if we shop when I am in the throws of #10 we have a lot of pre-prepared dinners and cold cereal for breakfast and our bill is a little less than when I am an #8 and can stand to shop a bit longer to buy the meat and ingredients for home cooked dinners. Hummm, a little less money, no prep, throw it in a pan, microwave or oven and poof, time to eat. I think we made it back to 'the good'.</span><br />
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<span style="background-color: #fff2cc; color: #45818e; font-size: large;">Dear Diary, tomorrow I will share the results of a few of the x-rays and the MRI that the results prompted my doctor to order. We are on the way to week 2 of 'The Golden Years' with nothing done to help me walk yet. But, I still have high hopes.</span><br />
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<span style="background-color: #fff2cc; color: #45818e; font-size: large;">Be Happy and Healthy </span>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04847686015596347409noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5651965610164677222.post-82322847216315107652015-10-02T10:20:00.000-05:002015-10-02T10:20:00.271-05:00THE GOLDEN YEARS<br />
<span style="color: #38761d; font-size: large;">In order to keep this diary honest, I guess I need to go back to 1972, which was the beginning of the 'pain years'. The hoops I jumped thru for the next 30 years, is just more than I could convey. Lets just say, tests, psychiatrists, medication and not one full nights sleep in those 30 years. This was over after a surgery on my cervical spine and I commented to my surgeon that I felt better, but wished he could fix the creeping jerking that went on all night every night and he said he could, by sending me to the very office I tried 30 years earlier (who after tests, sent me to a psychiatrist). But, he was correct, just walked in (by this time there were new Dr's) sat down told my story, doctor said that's restless leg syndrome, gave me a pill to take, poof, all fixed!</span><br />
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<span style="color: #38761d; font-size: large;">Now off to the disc degeneration, first in the cervical area, that prompted the first surgery. That was scary, but what is a gal to do, who is degenerating? Several years later, yep, the same diagnosis at the lumbar area and, yep, another surgery. Now, we can travel to the right knee, yep, degeneration and got a new knee.</span><br />
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<span style="color: #38761d; font-size: large;">We are now getting to the 'Golden Years'.</span><span style="color: #38761d; font-size: large;"> </span><span style="color: #38761d; font-size: large;">We all know, those of us old enough to remember not knowing anyone who didn't smoke, everything that was wrong with you, from a cavity to an ingrown toenail was caused by smoking. I was hooked to the point that it took me to my 60's to finally quit. Being someone who just trades one bad habit for another, I just swapped smoking for eating. Ending up in the category of morbidly obese. So, you got it, everything wrong with me now*see cavity/ingrown toenail* is due to weight.</span><br />
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<span style="color: #38761d; font-size: large;">Finally, it has come to the point, that, for pain, I can't walk, stand, sit or lay down for any length of time with out crying. I live in the world of '8' on a good day to a '10' on the bad days. (see the little faces on the chart at your doctor's office for the pain chart) At the last physical, I was no longer able to rationally explain how I felt and my doctor really listened. How many of you can say that about your doctors????</span><br />
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<span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: large;">All this to get to my adventure with pain management and the Golden Years.</span><br />
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<span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: large;">Need to record the first visit in this blog because it was about 2 weeks ago and I have a very short memory span. First, you get a 13 page form to fill out at home, with pictures to draw your pain spots. The whole time I am working on it I am betting with myself as to whether anyone will really read this short story, or if it is just to make me feel like I am important in this examination. </span><br />
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<span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: large;"> Finally the day arrives and you have to be there 30 minutes early. This means that I will have to start at least 3 hours early to get ready, (refer to the places that hurt) including the 20 minutes it takes to get my pressure stockings on, for the lymphedema I just up and got, out of the blue, a year and a half ago. </span><br />
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<span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: large;">At the point of my needing a nap we arrived and signed in and had more papers to fill out and sign. We didn't wait very long in reception before I was called and taken to the exam room, where the normal weight, blood pressure and pulse was taken. He left, saying the nurse would be right in. 7 minutes short of an hour later, in a small exam room with no windows, nothing to read and not even 'mu-sack' to hum with, the nurse came in.</span><br />
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<span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: large;">Are you remembering the pain level 8 to 10, after sitting for an hour on a nasty little chair, the only bright spot was that the nurse was asking me, with my 13 pages in front of her, questions about the things I had checked off. Within a reasonable amount of time after she left the room, the doctor came in. Again, we went over the things wrong and the places and severity of pain in each place. No matter how bad I hurt, I still have to smile when asked to squeeze their hand and pull their fingers. I just have visions of the old grandpa with his young grandson, asking that same question. What an old joke. I am not sure I passed, because she said the first thing she wanted was x-rays of neck, back and knees. And, she would see me in 3 weeks.</span><br />
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<span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: large;">Wait, 3 more weeks ???, I was so in hope that we were all on the same page about my, 8 to 10, and the fact that getting ready to do or go anywhere was always pushing the #10 and we are just going to take pictures and see each other in 3 weeks???? Oh, well, I was on the road to the Golden Years so might as well give it a try, could I hurt any more?? </span><br />
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<span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: large;">Tomorrow's post, the x-rays. Just how exciting is this journey? Dear diary, will see you tomorrow.</span><br />
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<span style="color: #38761d; font-size: large;">Healthy and happy wishes </span>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04847686015596347409noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5651965610164677222.post-74578514778615266602015-10-01T09:01:00.000-05:002015-10-02T10:23:30.751-05:00THE VERY BEGINNING OF PAIN AND THE GOLDEN YEARS<span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: large;"><b>I just can't believe more than half a year has gone flying by with out a post. Could be an indication of the most boring life on the planet or that my PhD in procrastination is so advanced, even I can't comprehend my genius.</b></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;"><b>This will end up being my own diary of the loss of movement especially on the right side, but before I start my journey into the 'Golden Years'. I want to share a few things I have been doing to keep myself out of trouble.</b></span></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;"><b>First, the most fun I have had in a year, of course, would be the visit of Flossie and Mr Wonderful. We, for the first time since they moved to The Villages, FL, did not get to go visit, Disney Land for the over 60's. But, God is good, and they, just so happened, to feel the need to make a visit here, to connect with family they have not seen for several years.</b></span></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;"><b>We had so much fun and a great domino tournament. Of course I won with no one even close. Oh, wait, the one with the highest score isn't the winner, oh rats!!!!! We visited, ate good food, shopped, laughed and cried when it was time to part!</b></span></span><br />
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<b><span style="color: #660000; font-size: large;">We needed some plumbing work done and one of the gentlemen, who did the work, saw my sewing machine. He and friends had been saving Crown Royal bags for years and he was looking for someone, anyone, who would make a quilt for him. He had been looking for someone for a while and was about to give up. I said I would give it a try, having never made a quilt before, let him know I couldn't promise it would turn out like a pro. </span></b><br />
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<b><span style="color: #660000;">Well this turned out to be an, all summer project. Not that you will ever need to know, but the pretty gold stitching that holds the 3 pieces of fabric together will melt, so it all needed to be cut away, before I could wash and iron the pieces. Then, cutting each bag into 4x4 squares, as Pinterest advised me, took over 2 weeks of solid cutting and many cutting wheels. Then came the math. Yes, I said math!!!! How to configure the # of squares to get 2 pillows, one valance, and a queen size bed spread. It couldn't be done with the squares I had, they would have needed to collect for about 3 lifetimes to have enough for that. After a month of drawings and measuring and purchase of backing/coordinate material, I started sewing and piecing and in the end this is what I ended up with:</span></b></span><br />
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<b><span style="color: #660000;"><br /></span></b>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04847686015596347409noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5651965610164677222.post-51873939883223615612015-02-05T08:39:00.000-06:002015-02-05T08:39:22.250-06:00The Heart Post<span style="color: #0b5394; font-size: large;">This has been a difficult few months. After a wonderful 90th birthday for Mom and another fun time with Flossie and Mr Wonderful, at The Villages, Fl, you turn around and it is holiday time.</span><br />
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<span style="color: #0b5394; font-size: large;">Hubby's, 93 year old, Mother was not up to par, Thanksgiving, but she is not a complainer. So, we all dug in for Christmas celebration. If you follow, you know I make the 12 grandchildren an ornament every year. For years the ornament got tossed to their parents so they could dig into the homemade candies, cookies, and hot chocolate mixes, pretzel rods with molded chocolate tops and a bit of $$'s at the bottom. </span><br />
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<span style="color: #0b5394; font-size: large;">I am now happy to report that some of the 12 are just now starting to enjoy the ornaments, 2 now have their own trees!! And, are using the neatly tucked away boxes of 'gram's ornaments' to start their trees. </span><br />
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<span style="color: #0b5394; font-size: large;">This year, I crocheted snowflakes from twine and then dipped them in a glue/water bath and pinned them down to dry. Just as they were very tacky, I sprinkled glitter on them and just had to hot glue a little bling on them: </span><br />
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<span style="color: #0b5394; font-size: large;"> We have also had some hard times at the end of 2014. My dear mother in law had been having much difficulty breathing at the slightest amount of activity and right after Christmas her doctor hospitalized her. That turned out to be a blessing, for she need 3 stents and 48 hours later a valve replacement. From beginning to end, she was in the hospital just short of 3 weeks. Now for the miraculous part, she went home with one of her daughters and had occupational therapy for less than 2 weeks and was ready (at 93) to return to her own home!!!! She is one happy lady. Here with her babies, hubby is the ugly red Christmas tie, guy ;) </span></div>
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<span style="color: #0b5394; font-size: large;">You would think this would be enough, but when this family gets started we do it up right. Two weeks ago at a hockey game, one of my nephews passed the puck back to his Dad and the puck went right by him as he dropped to the ice. My baby sister's husband of 38 years at age 52 had a massive heart attack. His son skated to the bench and grabbed his phone, calling 911, one of the goalies had CPR training and started it right away and a young lady worker for the rink also trained and with a portable defibrillator kept bringing him back till the ambulance got there and had to continue the shocking 3 more times before they reached the ER. Once in the hospital, and thru an artery, two stents were placed and he was then kept in a coma for 48 hours till he was approved for a :</span></div>
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<span style="color: magenta; font-size: large;"><b> Poor dear, can't even have her 90th birthday just for herself. Hubby turned 70 and it is so hard to gather the whole family together that we catch as catch can. So I thought I would do this in pink, just for her. </b></span></div>
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<span style="color: magenta; font-size: large;"><b>We really had the majority of the family able to make her little dinner at a local restaurant. One of the granddaughters drove in from the other side of the state only to have to drive back for work in the morning. I love my family!</b></span></div>
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<br />Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04847686015596347409noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5651965610164677222.post-70251000725070966762014-08-20T20:52:00.000-05:002015-10-02T10:25:37.347-05:002014 AT THE VILLAGES<span style="color: #990000; font-size: large;"><b>I promised the vacation, yes another smashing time at The Villages. Flossie and Mr Wonderful just open their home to us to use as our own, or maybe I should say it turns into a geriatric dorm!!</b></span><br />
<span style="color: #990000; font-size: large;"><b>Hubby and Mr Wonderful were the most active this year, with Flossie suffering from near exhaustion and I in the waning throws of a very bad infection after a little surgery. </b></span><br />
<span style="color: #990000; font-size: large;"><b>And, yes it can be told now, I was feeling so very awful thru the wedding, I was just going on sheer willpower and a whole lot of prayer.</b></span><br />
<span style="color: #990000; font-size: large;"><b>Really the last few days of our time in Florida, I was starting to feel like a normal human again. Flossie and I packed a lot in those last few days, with only a tiny hit to my pocketbook ;)</b></span><br />
<span style="color: #990000; font-size: large;"><b>But the boys, oh my. Off to lectures, <a href="http://thevillagesideas.com/eisenhower-recreation-center-villages-fl-must-see-video/">Eisenhower Center</a> </b></span><span style="color: #0000ee; font-size: large;"><b><u>http://thevillagesideas.com/eisenhower-recreation-center-villages-fl-must-see-video/</u></b></span><b style="color: #990000; font-size: x-large;">, dragon boat practice, and hubby went fishing, morning, noon and early evening. Being within walking distance of 3 ponds was his idea of heaven on earth.</b><br />
<span style="color: #990000; font-size: large;"><b>Now, none of our ailments stopped our dominos evenings on the lanai. This is a very serious affair, with hubby blocking his dominos in case we are trying to peek and my insisting I am winning, since I always have the highest score.</b></span><br />
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<br />Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04847686015596347409noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5651965610164677222.post-74189018241709973772014-07-29T22:57:00.000-05:002014-07-29T22:57:35.881-05:00HOW CAN I GET SO FAR BEHIND MYSELF?? Part #1<span style="color: #38761d; font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">How do I do it? How do I think about writing a little each month and I turn around and it has been eons!</span><br />
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<span style="color: #38761d; font-family: Trebuchet MS;">It will soon be a year since the Dx of lymphedema. I have been a very good do-bee, and have done my massage and wear my totally stylish 20/30 knee high compression stockings. Now not being a Hilton, or <span style="color: #38761d; font-family: Times New Roman;"><strong>Kardashian, my trying to start fashion statement with these crazy sox is just not happening.</strong></span></span><br />
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<strong><span style="color: #38761d;">But, let me tell you what has been happening. </span></strong><br />
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<strong><span style="color: #38761d;">The wedding, yes it has come and gone, can you believe?? 250 German origami bells, filled with 5 candy almonds wrapped in netting with the wedding wish attached. A photo board with a large stiffened burlap bow, 25 burlap tags with the table #'s on them and a not so prolific cutting of the white hydrangea bush, that suffered greatly from our super hard winter. My baby sis did hundreds of cookies with the children's initials done in icing served on silver tray on the side of the wedding cake, which was done by a friend. An aunt did the bridesmaids necklaces, they were stunning, and another aunt and uncle did all the photos. Lucy did the #'s on the burlap tags and we did the flowers together with hubby doing a lot of the cutting for us. Lucy did her designer hangers twisting the wire to form the names of all her bridesmaids. They were beautiful.</span></strong><br />
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<strong><span style="color: #38761d;">I have a lavalier made from a single drop earing that belonged to my grandmother, hanging on a small gold chain that I wore, both my daughters and my baby sis wore and now my granddaughter wore on our wedding days. The wedding was a church wedding and the reception was held at a charming winery in our area. A fun 'old' car was parked next to the vine covered walkway with the trunk open for the gifts to be placed and the day was so beautiful we were able to eat outside with the food set up inside the barn along with a separate room where silly videos were being made of all the guests.</span></strong><br />
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<strong><span style="color: #38761d;">Would I ever say oh, my granddaughter made a fair to midland bride??? Not me, and I have no need to, for our 'MacGillicuddy' (for everyone younger than dirt, MacGillcuddy was the fictional maiden name of 'I Love Lucy' Lucy Ricardo, and has been a pet name for this Gram for years and years, for my little Lucy) was stunning. That is the best I can come up with, she was stunning. </span><span style="color: #38761d; font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">I have only a few pictures so far and will, as they come in, add more to my blog. Thought I would get to some pictures now, to give you some rest.</span></strong><br />
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<strong><span style="color: #38761d; font-family: Trebuchet MS;">I will, I promise, get to our vacation which came 2 days after the wedding and then to my Mother's 90th birthday a week after our return and then another family wedding this last weekend. But, breath easy, I will do these in order in the next blog.</span></strong><br />
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<strong><span style="color: #38761d; font-family: Trebuchet MS;">May this find you all happy and healthy and enjoying each day</span></strong><br />
<strong><span style="color: #38761d; font-family: Trebuchet MS;">Barb aka Tilly</span></strong><br />
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04847686015596347409noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5651965610164677222.post-1413805107390640012014-03-27T14:41:00.002-05:002014-03-27T14:51:30.909-05:00TAKING A CUE<strong><span style="color: #134f5c;">My last post was seen by my friend and fellow crafter Kimmer, that would be MommaRock at <a href="http://krazycraftycreations.blogspot.com/">http://krazycraftycreations.blogspot.com/</a>. We could be almost the same person, hahaha, When she looked at the compartments of her life she knew she needed to make some changes. As I read, I knew that would be very important to my quality of life as well. So rather than just ponder, I took action, inspired by Kimmer. </span></strong><br />
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<strong><span style="color: #134f5c;">I stayed up a little later than normal and went thru my YouTube list. I was over whelmed each day with 100 emails in my mail, most all YouTube friends and acquaintances. As I tackled my list ( that looked like I would be doing an overnighter back from my school days) it started moving a little faster than I imagined. </span></strong><br />
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<strong><span style="color: #134f5c;">I changed many to </span></strong>'show only in feed'<span style="color: #134f5c;"> <strong>I found many that I needed to remove, those that had not had a video in over a year. And, I still may fiddle with a few more. Late in the evening, I don't function as well as early morning.</strong></span><br />
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<strong><span style="color: #134f5c;">I consider each that I receive, Kimmer has vowed not to watch 'haul' videos and for the most part, that will be my vow also. And, though I love to learn, there are things I am not likely to try, so I have given myself permission to just pass on those, also. We all love just a word or two when we publish a video, and in my beginning stage with few subscribers that was an easy task. However, now my list of those I am subscribed to, is so long that to comment on all would be a full time job, so I have now given myself permission to, at times, just give a thumbs up and be off to the next. </span></strong><br />
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<strong><span style="color: #134f5c;">In the past few days, I have had the time to do some projects of my own, view some videos, read some blog entries by friends and I have even started a grand mystery on my Kindle :)</span></strong><br />
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<strong><span style="color: #134f5c;">I believe I am going to like this new improved compartment. As the weather improves and the pool calls to me, I may make a few summer tweeks ;)</span></strong><br />
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<strong><span style="color: #134f5c;">I will leave you now with a few things I have worked on. Hoping this post finds you happy and healthy, here thy are: </span></strong><br />
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04847686015596347409noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5651965610164677222.post-14768122537849865392014-03-20T10:07:00.000-05:002014-03-20T10:07:10.214-05:00THINKING I LIKE MY LIFE IN COMPARTMENTS<strong><span style="color: #6aa84f;">I am finding that I put my life in compartments. My work (tongue in cheek) is creating. That goes on down in 'God Bless My Mess' aka my crafting and stitching room. My computer fun and work goes on in the great room (first floor consists of kitchen and great room and 1/2 bath). My sleeping goes on, of course, upstairs in the bedroom.</span></strong><br />
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<strong><span style="color: #6aa84f;">My YouTube compartment is almost 99% crafters, my blog compartment is almost 99% personal sharing of life type bloggers. My social life is almost 99% family. </span></strong><br />
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<strong><span style="color: #6aa84f;">I will have to ponder this, and see if I need to shake this up a bit, or just be content that I am happy this way.</span></strong><br />
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<strong><span style="color: #6aa84f;">I need to, rein in, my YouTube compartment, for it is starting to overwhelm my work, blogging and social life. Will have to ponder this ;)</span></strong><br />
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<span style="color: #6aa84f;"><strong>I gave myself permission, just this week, to add a few blogs to follow and have found an oldie and a brand new one I would like to follow. Some of my crafty friends will recognize Natasha Hensel's <a href="http://cleversoiree.blogspot.com/">http://cleversoiree.blogspot.com</a>. </strong><span style="color: #222222; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"> </span> <strong> I enjoy her vlogs, feeding her chickens and hearing how her day is going and what she has chosen to prepare for dinner. She is a good cook. She is my oldie. Just yesterday, I met a young woman, by chance, (if you believe in chance) and find out she is an Author, Speaker, Teen Life Coach and Blogger at <a href="http://www.elizabethbourgeret.com/">www.elizabethbourgeret.com</a>. I have only had the time to go thru her February and March 2014 posts, but I believe I will enjoy going back in time to read more, while going forward on any of her new blogging. And, to always leave a comment, so fellow bloggers know I have stopped for a peek!!!!!</strong></span><br />
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<strong><span style="color: #6aa84f;">For now, I need to go to my work compartment ;) And, will leave you with a few things I have made and the hope that this post will find you all happy and healthy,</span></strong><br />
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<strong><span style="color: #6aa84f;">Barb aka Tilly</span></strong><br />
<strong><span style="color: #6aa84f;">PS don't be afraid to sign up to follow me, you can always just delete the notice that I have done something, if you don't want to spend time with me that day ::)) (that is a double smiley face)</span></strong><br />
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<span style="color: #6aa84f;"><br /></span> Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04847686015596347409noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5651965610164677222.post-73786823998808710972014-02-25T19:46:00.001-06:002014-02-25T19:46:29.523-06:00CAN IT BE THE END OF FEBRUARY???<strong><span style="background-color: white; color: red; font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif;">One of new year resolutions was to be more faithful to the blog. As you can see, true to form, I failed in the first month. Why do I even think about resolutions? Why do I set myself up for failure? My February resolution is to never make another resolution for as long as I live. That gets easier to say the older I am, cause there is so little time left to be resolute ;)</span></strong><br />
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<strong><span style="color: red; font-family: Times;">I have been having some fun with my YouTube friends and my real life friends and family. We are in full throws of our oldest granddaughter's wedding plans. I have finished 200 origami German Bells, (thank you <span style="color: black; font-family: Times New Roman;"><span style="color: red;">Bernadette aka </span><a class="g-hovercard yt-uix-sessionlink yt-user-name " data-name="watch" data-sessionlink="feature=watch&ei=9RYMU4eNHqjNgQLV_oC4Dg" data-ytid="UChyZK5fK1g6VkWEKNI5l-kg" dir="ltr" href="https://www.youtube.com/user/zepherdibou?feature=watch"><span style="color: red;">Auntie Bernie</span></a></span></span><span style="color: red;"> on YouTube)</span></strong><br />
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<span style="color: red;"><strong>Would you believe I have no picture of the German Bells and went to Bernadette's blog and she doesn't have a finished picture either ;( I will take one when we get all the bows in them. They will be used on the tables with the wedding, candy almonds inside them. I am so honored to have been asked to do them. Her mother, our oldest daughter, is putting all the seam binding in them and her soon to be mother-in-law is taking care of the candies, I just love family togetherness!!! </strong></span><br />
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<strong><span style="color: red;">Have also been having fun with my craft site Creating the Crafty Life and have joined a Friendship Page Swap. We have made a front and back for our album and each month we will make a page, telling a little something about our selves and send it to a different partner. We will end up with 12 pages from 12 different members of the club. Each month will have a different theme, February was a Valentine theme and March will be a pink ribbon theme, for Breast Cancer Awareness Month in the US. We have members from many different countries and it is so much fun learning a little about everyone. </span></strong><br />
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<strong><span style="color: #a2c4c9; font-size: large;">With ornaments made it was time to start their baskets of homemade hot cocoa and coffee mix, candies, cookies and chocolate covered pretzels. I ran out of time before I ran out of items to make. Well there is always Valentine Day!</span></strong><br />
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<span style="color: #6aa84f; font-size: large;">I know you keep hearing me refer to the 'Golden Years' being a myth, this is true. The cold got into these old bones and found a home. I believe some Advil and some warm blankets tonight may be a cure...at least for today.</span><br />
<span style="color: #6aa84f; font-size: large;">Hubby is happy the show is over, for he has a fishing trip to prepare for. A week of man against fish, is, for him, nirvana.</span><br />
<span style="color: #6aa84f; font-size: large;">And, a week on my own is my nirvana, hahaha</span><br />
<span style="color: #6aa84f; font-size: large;">I haven't told you about my blessing, yes, I have been blessed with a new, used Viking Topaz sewing/embroidery machine. I have had it for a week, but the prep work for a show and the fact that the machine scares the bejabbers out of me has kept me from touching it. There is a huge learning curve and I had better catch on quickly, for we sold many embroidered flour sack kitchen towels and I will need more before the next show. I believe this machine will even cook breakfast and make the beds, if I learn the right commands. It is the learning that is the problem. And, I may have as many lessons as I want, but I have to lug the 200 pound machine into JoAnns for each lesson. A great way to discourage learning!! But, I am determined and so a lugging I will go.</span><br />
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<span style="color: #6aa84f; font-size: large;">I do have some cute patterns, both red work and applique, that I would like to transfer to the new machine format, so I will be praying over the machine and take my long list of questions to my first class.</span><br />
<span style="color: #6aa84f; font-size: large;">I have told you about my cold, old bones and my blessing, so I will be off to search the blanket box for a comfy blanket and get a little rest tonight. A full report on class time to follow ;)</span><br />
<span style="color: #6aa84f; font-size: large;">Hope this finds you all happy and healthy,</span><br />
<span style="color: #6aa84f; font-size: large;">hugs....Tilly</span>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04847686015596347409noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5651965610164677222.post-63167440517946803602013-09-21T10:07:00.001-05:002013-09-21T10:07:48.970-05:00I AM MURPHY'S CHILD<span style="color: #45818e; font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Well the pool closed ;( and almost immediately the thermostat shot up to 99 degrees in the shade. It is now September 20th and it has been in the mid 80's or higher, all but about 3 days since the pool closed.</span><br />
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<span style="color: #45818e; font-family: Arial;">We have one fair behind us, and yes, that Sunday was 99 degrees. I believe the only reason we had anyone show up was because the club house, craft fair central, is where the swimming pool is located. Many shoppers still had their 'floaties' on and a towel wrapped around them.</span><br />
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<span style="color: #45818e; font-family: Arial;">You all know I have been trying to figure out just a few items, and focus on them alone. I have been foiled every show. The altered sweatshirts, went like crazy, at one show last year. The little girl aprons were paying our entrance fee at another. The scarf and hat combo were a star at one fair. This last fair, the only thing we sold were the leather cuffs, and they were buying them 2 to 4 at a time. Now this is no help at all, how do I make any decisions based on what sells?????</span><br />
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<span style="color: #45818e; font-family: Arial;">As I talked about in the last post, I have added little boys 'daddy's little helper' aprons and had many positive comments. Only the intense heat kept shoppers moving quickly to return to the pool or their air conditioners. And truth be told, I didn't blame them. </span><br />
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<span style="color: #45818e;">Needless to say I didn't sell a single hat and scarf combo. I was heart broken at the couple who had an Alpaca booth. Their things were wonderful, but no one was in the mood to even try anything on, for the heat was so intense. </span><br />
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<span style="color: #45818e;">Our next show is the middle of October, with fingers crossed, it will be cooler than 98 degrees. Are there any takers on the bet that it will be 8 degrees????</span><br />
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<span style="color: #45818e;">Personal news, not much in the way of excitement. I am being faithful to the massage and compression stocking (what a fashion statement!!), and my legs and feet are, for the most part, normal size and the skin is back to normal, YEAH!!! As this improves, I get the news that the lesion on my face is basil cell carcinoma. Nothing to bother about, it will be burned off Monday, with a praise that it is not the nasty melanoma. What a praise!! And, the remaining freckles will help to hide the scaring.</span><br />
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<span style="color: #45818e;">Hubby has just left for the club to do a little fishing and target shooting. I am sure the guys will have everything wrapped up early to be in their rockers on the patio to listen to the ballgame on the radio. After all, we live in Cardinal Nation, and are rooting for a spot in the playoffs. </span><br />
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<span style="color: #45818e;">Children and grandchildren are knee deep in baseball, football, school activities and just everyday work and home chores. Life is progression as it should, grandchildren are so involved in church, school and play, that children are running to keep up with them. Grandpa just tries to keep a pocket full of Werthers Original hard candies, just in case someone drops by. And, we are both looking forward to a possible visit from Flossie and Mr. Wonderful in November.</span><br />
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What do we say about Murphy?? So in the state of Missouri, August turned cool and rainy. Who ever heard of the month of August being cool, like 60 degrees in the evening, and rainy? Anyone, anyone???<br />
It is just now turning warm again, but there is just a week till the pool will be closed for the year and I am knee deep in getting ready for the Fall craft fairs.<br />
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<a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OJKDLwj8x7E">http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OJKDLwj8x7E</a> and yes there is more<br />
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Off to the craft room, to finish my embroidery work, next week will be getting things in order and tagged and packed for easy transport. Shiver, shiver....first show is September 1st<br />
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<strong><span style="color: #b45f06; font-family: Verdana;">From our dominoes game on the lanai, to the wonderful meals and the golf cart rides thru The Villages. This year we took the trolly bus tour to see and learn a little more about our (adult Disney World) Villages. It was well worth the time and was a tremendous amount of fun. We had newby's, visitors and homeowners and the funniest tour guide. </span></strong><br />
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<strong><span style="color: #b45f06; font-family: Verdana;"> I was able to visit the beautiful (adult only) pool just up the street and hubby was a regular visitor to the pond just at the end of the street. Fishing pole in hand, he pesters the fish on a daily basis. But, I have to say this years highlight was joining several hundred people at the American Legion, one fine evening, to welcome the return of an Honors bus.</span></strong><br />
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<strong><span style="color: #0b5394; font-size: large;">Flossie has a beautiful new knee and is working really, really hard to hop, skip and jump (well ok at least walk) with her new knee.</span></strong><br />
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<span style="color: #0b5394; font-size: large;">But, I got into a little trouble for not letting her know about my discovery. My excuse was, not to give her any bad news while she was recovering. But, the little (I never get on the computer) stinker, got on the computer and saw my post :{<br />
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<strong><span style="color: #0b5394; font-size: large;">This is how I will spend the rest of my summer. Needless to say I am not as happy as the pleasant days we spent at The Villages. My darn doctor just catches everything ;) It is really a praise that he recognized just what it was and started me on the path of control, for there is no cure, but there are steps to be taken that will help to keep it under control. For the best explanation I have found see: <a href="http://www.everydayhealth.com/health-center/lymphedema-pdq-supportive-care-patient-information-nci.aspx">http://www.everydayhealth.com/health-center/lymphedema-pdq-supportive-care-patient-information-nci.aspx</a></span></strong><br />
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<strong><span style="color: #0b5394; font-size: large;">Needless to say, with no swimming in my near future, I have been doing a little more crafting, which is my second most fun thing to do in the </span></strong><strong><span style="color: #0b5394; font-size: large;">summer. And, have been ordering the material I will need to start building my inventory for our craft fairs this fall. </span></strong><br />
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<strong><span style="color: #0b5394; font-size: large;"> I have learned that it is a real mistake to think, fall is so far away, no need to be in a hurry starting on the crafts to be sold. For the earlier in the summer I start the better off I am when time flies thru summer and bingo it is fall and time for the shows :{</span></strong><br />
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<strong><span style="color: #0b5394; font-size: large;">I will be adding some new crafts this year, I have some embroidered flour sack dish towels (I have always loved them, now lint left behind), and some boys B-B-Q aprons, like Dad's. As well as a tool type apron for little boys. </span></strong><br />
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<strong><span style="color: #0b5394; font-size: large;">I had several people, last year, ask for, not just little girl things, but something for the little guys!! I will also be doing some for the butcher aprons for the men. Why, oh why, was I leaving the male sex out of my crafting. Do we not buy gifts for our guys and our little guys?? Maybe because they don't have ruffles and frills, we don't think of them, but this year the men will have a few things to choose. And, the embroidery designs, I believe will make them a little out of the ordinary. For who, I ask, likes our guys in 'ordinary'? Of course I will have photos to share when I have some made, am waiting for the material to be delivered and then off I will go. </span></strong><br />
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<strong><span style="color: #0b5394; font-size: large;">And that is just what I will be doing right now, for I have bent your ear (eye) too long, as always, this is Tilly signing off</span></strong><br />
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<span style="color: #0b5394; font-size: large;">Hope this finds you happy and healthy</span><br />
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<strong><span style="color: #b45f06;"></span></strong><br />Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04847686015596347409noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5651965610164677222.post-60187063984721564952013-05-07T20:45:00.002-05:002013-05-07T20:45:48.273-05:00SIGNS OF SUMMER<span style="color: #cc0000;">It has to be close to Summer, for we have scheduled our yearly visit to The Villages. It has been too long since we spent time with Flossie and Mr Wonderful! My dear Flossie will be having a knee replacement next month, then we will really be twins. I do not fly, I prefer to have my feet firmly planted on the ground, but my Flossie loves to fly and Mr Wonderful's post retirement employment was as a steward (is that a male<span style="color: #cc0000;"> stewardess</span>?) He loved the fun of going to different cities, he did his research and if there was enough layover time he would visit the special sites. No grass growes under Mr Wonderful's feet. I am just wondering what that metal will do to the detectors at the airports??</span><br />
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<span style="color: #cc0000;">And, maybe I should explain a post retirement job. This is a job you always thought would be fun, but couldn't do because you were already employed for 30 years at a job that is not so fun. Once you retire, you are free to try for the 'fun' job till your body tells you it has had enough ;) It is now time to do things in your own time, sleep late if you wish, jump into a hobby with both feet, or travel and read all the things you said, 'I want to read that, when I have the time'. </span><br />
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<span style="color: #cc0000;">Now this trip has started to mean the beginning of Summer to me, so it is a double good thing. Not that I don't enjoy the chill of the Winter, the color of Fall and the bloom of Spring, but as you might have read previously, we downsized to a condo with a pool, and the pool was a dream of mine since childhood. I did not take much advantage of the pool last summer, for that 'being seen in a swim suit' thing got into my head. This is not going to stop me this year!! I am going in my swim dress and tent cover up ;)</span><br />
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<span style="color: #cc0000;">We will be picking up our son's GPS, this is a device that keeps husband and wife still speaking to each other at the end of their road trip, truly a boon to any marriage ;}</span><br />
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<span style="color: #cc0000;">Signing off to start packing, this has to be done in spurts, you know, not to much, not to little but just enough!</span><br />
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<span style="color: #cc0000;">Hope this finds you all happy and healthy,</span><br />
<span style="color: #cc0000;">Tilly</span>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04847686015596347409noreply@blogger.com0