Before I get in to anything else here I want to let everyone that I know that it is Queen Tina’s Birthday! HAPPY BIRTHDAY my friend hope you have a wonderful day and have many many more! I had a real ruff night last night. Was up all night sick. I know it is from the pain pills. I try not to take them till I just cry from the pain in my back. Then I take them the pain is gone but then I am sick. Darned if I do and darned if I don’t. You know what I mean. That will soon be over. I start my Short term disability at work on Tuesday. I go for my surgery on Wednesday for the spinal stimulator. I am nervous and excited at the same time. Again I have to be awake for the surgery so I can let the doctors know when I feel the stimulation. I will be sedated but this time instead of implanting it by doing an epidural, The Dr. will actually have to cut open my back. Scary knowing that I will be awake!! I could actually be back to work in three days but, I have to go back for wound check and to have the doctor check how the unit is working several times. And Where I work at a major cell phone company (they just changed there name). They do not accept doctor notes for anything. And they will walk you out for attendance. Just last week 19 people were walked out and one of the guys was with the company for 10 years. So….. I have to take 2 weeks of disability. Fine by me I will be paid for that. Things are going great over at my Dads house. The bills are being paid on time and in full and there has been so much work done. My friend who is taking over the mortgage has tore out the WHOLE kitchen. Well actually he gave a crow bar to his girlfriend and told her to have fun she did! When I took the check to the finance company just the other day 2 weeks early she said what are you doing here again? I told her that what happens when you have people who pain in full and on time. They are being GREAT there at Citi financial. They all know my Dad and know that he is not a bad person just got mixed in with the wrong people. They always send regards to him. It is amazing all the work that my friends have done on the house. I told them at the finance company that Dad is selling the house but not going to make anything on it. They did say that was too bad. But Sooooooooo much work needs to be done I can not expect them to pay anything other than keep up the payments. I told Dad he should just be glad it will not go in to foreclosure. We came awful close to that when my son was living there because I ran out of my own money to pay the bills for him. I can’t loose my home for them I just can’t. I miss him I really do. I would love to know how he is doing and how the grand kids are doing but I am blocked from all of their internet sites so I can’t even find out that way any more but that is ok. I am concentrating on getting my health back any way. It just hurts when my youngest son asks what did he do that his brother does not try to call him. What do I tell him? All I can tell him is that pray that some day his brother will be his brother again and call him. I know that some day Chris will want him Mom and you know what I will be there for him. I will always love him he is my son. Some day the LORD will help him let go of his anger when he is ready to let it go. Ted, my youngest son had been so busy here at the house lately he does not have much time to think about his brother. In my front yard, there was a flower bed the shape looked like a dog bone. I hated it, it looked just like a bone! Well, Friday I came home from work and found that he re shaped it in to an oval along with made it bigger! He is doing an awesome job on it. I only wish that I could help him with it but again right at this moment my back will not allow it. I told him once he is done with the prep work I will take him to home depot and help him pick out flowers and things to put in it. The only thing he did not touch (which saved his life LOL) was my SEGO PALM. I grew this up from a seed and they grow real slow. They can get HUGE but it take years, and years. I will probably not post again till after the surgery is done but if the trail was any clue as to how the permanent stimulator will work I will be back real soon! HUGS to all!
Month: April 2007
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Please read the following story and follow the instructions at the end! Thank You .
Like most elementary
schools, it was typical to have a parade of students in and out of the health clinic throughout the day. We dispensed ice for bumps and bruises, Band-Aids for cuts, and liberal doses of sympathy and hugs. As principal, my office was right next door to the clinic, so I often dropped in to lend a hand and help out with the hugs. I knew that for some kids, mine might be the only one they got all day.
One morning I was putting a Band-Aid on a little girl's scraped knee. Her blonde hair was matted, and I noticed that she wa s shivering in her thin little sleeveless blouse. I found her a warm sweatshirt and helped her pull it on. "Thanks for taking care of me," she whispered as she climbed into my lap and snuggled up against me.
It wasn't long after that when I ran across an unfamiliar lump under my arm. Cancer, an aggressively spreading kind, had already invaded thirteen of my lymph nodes. I pondered whether or not to tell the students about my diagnosis. The word breast seemed so hard to say out loud to them, and the word cancer seemed so frightening.
When it became evident that the children were going to find out one way or another, either the straight scoop from me or possibly a garbled version from someone else, I decided to tell them myself.
It wasn't easy to get the words out, but the empathy and concern I saw in their faces as I explained it to them told me I had made the right decision. When I gave them a chance to ask questions, they mostly wanted to know how they could help.
I told them that what I would like best would be their letters, pictures and prayers.
I stood by the gym door as the children solemnly filed out. My little blonde friend darted out of line and threw herself into my arms. Then she stepped back to look up into my face. "Don't be afraid, Dr. Perry," she said earnestly, "I know you'll be back because now it's our turn to take care of you."
No one could have ever done a better job. The kids sent me off to my first chemotherapy session with a hilarious book of nausea remedies that they had written.
A video of every class in the school singing get-well songs accompanied me to the next chemotherapy appointment.
By the third visit, the nurses were waiting at the door to find out what I would bring next. It was a delicate music box that played "I Will Always Love You."
Even when I went into isolation at the hospital for a bone marrow transplant, the letters and pictures kept coming until they covered every wall of my room.
Then the kids traced their hands onto colored paper, cut them out and glued them together to make a freestanding rainbow of helping hands. "I feel like I've stepped into Disneyland every time I walk into this room," my doctor laughed.
That was even before the six-foot apple blossom tree arrived adorned with messages written on paper apples from the students and teachers. What healing comfort I found in being surrounded by these tokens of their caring.
At long last I was well enough to return to work. As I headed up the road to the school, I was suddenly overcome by doubts. What if the kids have forgotten all about me? I wondered, What if they don't want a skinny bald principal? What if.
I caught sight of the school marquee as I rounded the bend. "Welcome Back, Dr. Perry," it read. As I drew closer, everywhere I looked were pink ribbons - ribbons in the windows, tied on the doorknobs, even up in the trees. The children and staff wore pink ribbons, too.
My blonde buddy was first in line to greet me. "You're back, Dr. Perry, you're back!" she called. "See, I told you we'd take care of you!"
As I hugged her tight, in the back of my mind I faintly heard my music box playing . . . "I will always love you."
Subject: Breast Cancer Stamp Booklet
We need those of you who are great at forwarding on information with your e-mail network. Please read and pass this on. It would be wonderful if2007 were the year a cure for breast cancer was found!!!!
This is one email you should be glad to pass on. The notion that we could raise $35 million by buying a book of stamps is powerful! As you may be aware, the US Postal Service recently released its new "Fund the Cure" stamp to help fund breast cancer research. The stamp was designed by Ethel Kessler of Bethesda, Maryland. It is important that we take a stand against this disease that affects so many of our Mothers, Sisters and Friends.
Instead of the normal 37 cents for a stamp, this one costs 40 cents The additional 3 cents will go to breast cancer research A "normal" book costs $7.40. This one is only $8.00. It takes a few minutes in line at the Post Office and means so much. If all stamps are sold, it will raise an additional $35,000,000 for this vital research. Just as important as the money is our support. What a statement it would make if the stamp outsold the lottery this week. What a statement it would make that we care.
I urge you
to do two things TODAY: 1. Go out and purchase some of these stamps.
2. E-mail your friends to do the same.
Many of us know women and their families
whose lives are turned upside-down by breast cancer.
It takes so little to do so much in this drive.
We can all afford the $0.60. Please help & pass it on.
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Don't let your day go on without reading this first, no matter
How busy you may be!!!
The Pink Dress
There was this little girl sitting by herself in the park.
Everyone passed by her and never stopped to see why she looked so sad.
Dressed in a worn pink dress, barefoot and dirty, the girl just sat and watched the people go by.
She never tried to speak.
She never said a word.
Many people passed by her, but no one would stop.
The next day I decided to go back to the park in curiosity to see if the little girl would still be there.
Yes, she was there, right in the very spot where she was yesterday, and still with the same sad look in her eyes.
Today I was to make my own move and walk over to the little girl.
For as we all know, a park full of strange people is not a place for young children to play alone.
As I got closer I could see the back of the little girl's dress. It was grotesquely shaped.
I figured that was the reason people just passed by and made no effort to speak to her.
Deformities are a low blow to our society and, heaven forbid if you make a step toward assisting someone who is different.
As I got closer, the little girl lowered her eyes slightly to avoid my intent stare.
As I approached her, I could see the shape of her back more clearly.
She was grotesquely shaped in a humped over form.
I smiled to let her know it was OK; I was there to help, to talk.
I sat down beside her and opened with a simple, "Hello."
The little girl acted shocked, and stammered a "hi "; after a long stare into my eyes.
I smiled and she shyly smiled back.
We talked until darkness fell and t he park was completely empty.
I asked the girl why she was so sad.
The little girl looked at me with a sad face said, "Because, I'm Different."
I immediately said, "That you are!"; and smiled.
The little girl acted even sadder and said, "I know."
"Little girl," I said, "you remind me of an angel, sweet and innocent."
She looked at me and smiled, then slowly she got to her feet and said,
"Really?" "Yes, you're like a little Guardian Angel sent to watch over all the people walking by."
She nodded her head yes, and smiled.
With that she opened the back of her pink dress and allowed her wings to spread, then she said "I am."
"I'm your Guardian Angel," with a twinkle in her eye.
I was speechless -- sure I was seeing things.
She said, "For once you thought of someone other than yourself.
"My job here is done"..
I got to my feet and said, "Wait,why did no one stop to help an Angel?"
She looked at me, smiled, and said, "You're the only one that Could see me," and then she was gone.
And with that, my life was changed dramatically.
So, when you think you're all you have, remember, your angel is always watching over you.
Pass this to everyone that means anything at all to you.
Make sure you send it back to the person who sent it to you, to let them know you're glad they care about you.
Like the story says, we all need someone...
And, every one of your friends is an Angel in their own way.
The value of a friend is measured in the heart.
I hope your Guardian Angel watches over you always.- 6:07 pm
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I am so HAPPY!! I received my appointment date for the permanent spinal stimulator! I have to be at the Hospital on May 2 for the surgery. I am so excited. Now maybe I can get back to doing some of the things that I used to do that I can’t do at this time. I am so looking forward to simple thins like taking the dogs for walks around the lake. Working around in my yard. Taking better care of the house God only knows if I don’t do it things do not get done. I want to get things organized they way I know they can be. I am looking forward to now having to take pain pills any more. I hate when I have to take them because they make me feel weird and I get sick and can’t do anything. Only a few more weeks to go. Then maybe I will be able to start walking and taking off some of the weight I have put on since I have not been abl to do much. Boy the excitment I just can not wait!
I am kind of sad that My oldest son will not talk to me or let me have a relationship with the Grand children. Now that I will be able to do more I could be having so much fun with them and doing things with them that I know the parents don’t do with them. But again my promise to my self was to let things go that I can not control and that is one of them.
Tomorrow my honey and I am going to the shooting range and I am going to learn how to use my Christmas present. It is a gun. It is very sad what happened at Virginia Tech but the gun did not do it the person behind the gun did it. I don’t think everyone should have access to guns and believe me all of ours are locked up in a gun safe. Nothing is out where anyone can get to them. Most of the guns are period pieces that shoot black powder from the civil war era.
Once I can start doing things with out all the hurt I want to change the flower bed in my front yard. Right now I think it looks like a dog bone. The dog bone has got to go! I am going to get a few more rose bushes just because I like them. The rose bush that my son stomped on before he left my Dads house is coming back great. It has so much new growth on it. It is beautiful. When that bush blooms we always said that is when Mom is visiting. I know that she visits all the time but this is the last rose bush I bought her before she died. It is kind a sentimental.
I talked to my friend who took over Dads house and things are going along very quick. They have tore the kitchen out and are starting from scratch. It is amazing the work they have done and the fact that all of the bills have been paid in full and on time since they have taken it over. What a huge weight off of my shoulders. I can't wait to see the place when they are done.
This next picture is a table that belonged to my MOM. It was not ever taken care of after she died. I spent a whole weeked and 2 bottles of brass cleaner to clean it up. It was so green and black and tarnished. Look how beautiful it turned out. I know that she is pleased about how it looks now.
ok so I was taking pictures yester day. her are a few more I wanted to share with you all.
Charm, she likes obedient people
casey relaxing on her favorite chair
Heidi sitting pretty
Ted talking to one of his many girlfriends.
Hugs to all and I wish you all a great weekend!
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I was sent his e mail and I thought of all of my friends here at Xanga who have been around to support me and comfort me in all the times that I needed you. That is why I am passing this on to ALL of you. Thank you all for being my friends!
A teacher in New York decided to honor each of her
seniors in High School by telling them the difference
each of them had made. She called each student to
the front of the class, one at a time.
First, she told each of them how they had made a
difference to her, and the class. Then she presented
each of them with a blue ribbon, imprinted with gold
letters, which read, "Who I Am Makes a Difference."
Afterwards, the teacher decided to do a class
project, to see what kind of impact recognition
would have on a Community. She gave each of
the students three more blue ribbons, and instructed
them to go out and spread this acknowledgment ceremony.
Then they were to follow up on the results, see who honored
whom, and report to the class in about a week.
One of the boys in the class went to a junior executive in a
nearby Company, and honored him for helping him with his
career planning. He gave him a blue ribbon, and put it on his shirt.
Then he gave him two extra ribbons and said, "We're doing a
class project on recognition, and we'd like for you to go
out, find somebody to honor, give them a blue ribbon, then give
them the extra blue ribbon so they can acknowledge a third person,
to keep this acknowledgment ceremony going. Then please
report back to me and tell me what happened."
Later that day, the junior executive went in to
see his boss, who had been noted, by the way,
as being kind of a grouchy fellow. He sat his
boss down, and he told him that he deeply admired
him for being a creative genius. The boss seemed very
surprised. The junior executive asked him if he would
accept the gift of the blue ribbon, and would he give
him permission to put it on him. His surprised
boss said, "Well, sure." The junior executive took the
blue ribbon and placed it right on his boss's jacket,
above his heart. As he gave him the last extra ribbon,
he said, "Would you take this extra ribbon, and pass it
on by honoring somebody else. The young boy who first
gave me the ribbons is doing a project in school, and we
want to keep this recognition ceremony going and find out
how it affects people."
That night, the boss came home to his 14-year-old
son, and sat him down. He said, "The most
incredible thing happened to me today. I was
in my office, and one of the junior executives came
in and told me he admired me, and gave me a blue
ribbon for being a creative genius. Imagine! He thinks I
am a creative genius! Then he put a blue ribbon
that says, "Who I Am Makes a Difference", on my
jacket above my heart. He gave me an extra ribbon and
asked me to find somebody else to honor. As I was
driving home tonight, I started thinking about whom
I would honor with this ribbon, and I thought about
you. I want to honor you. My days are hectic and
when I come home, I do not pay a lot of attention to
you. Sometimes I scream at you for not getting good
enough grades in school, and for your bedroom being
a mess. Somehow, tonight, I just wanted to sit here
and, well, just let you know that you do make a
difference to me. Besides your mother, you are the
most important person in my life. You're a great
kid, and I love you!"
The startled boy started to sob and sob, and he
could not stop crying His whole body shook. He
looked up at his father and said through his tears,
"Dad, earlier tonight I sat in my room and wrote a
letter to you and Mom, explaining why I had took my
life, and I asked you to forgive me. I was going to
commit suicide tonight after you were asleep.
I just did not think that you cared at all. The
letter is upstairs. I don't think I need it after all."
His father walked upstairs and found a heartfelt
letter full of anguish and pain.
The boss went back to work a changed man. He
was no longer a grouch, but made sure to let all
of his employees know that they made a difference.
The junior executive helped several other young
people with career planning, and never forgot to
let them know that they made a difference in his
life...one being the boss' son. In addition, the young
boy and his classmates learned a valuable lesson,
"Who you are DOES make a difference".
You are under no obligation to pass this on to
anyone.... not to two people, or to two hundred. As
far as I am concerned, you can forget it and move
on. On the other hand, if you want, you could
send it to all of the people who mean something to
you, or send it to the one, two, or three people
who mean the most.
On the other hand, just smile and know that I
think that you are important, or you would not
have received this in the first place. Who you are
does make a difference, and I wanted you to know
that.
Isn't this a wonderful story? I'm passing the blue
ribbon to you, for who YOU are does make a difference, too.
May GOD BLESS YOU. Have an awesome day, and know that
someone has thought about you today!
A prayer for today:
Lord, Thank you for my friends and family who really
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I am going to do what I can today around the house. I have so much that I need to get done. It is hard with the pain in my back. I almost bought a couple of rose bushes last night at the store. But then I thought gee I will have to plant them so I did not buy them just yet. I don’t think my back will take me playing in the yard just yet.
The weather this weekend is supposed to be great. I sure do hope so, My friend is supposed to come and finally finish my roof this weekend. I do hope that it gets done before hurricane season starts. We shall see I guess.
I did not realize when I had the spinal stimulator just how good it was working for me. Since the trial one has been removed the pains in my legs and feet have returned and also the pain in my shoulder has returned. The Rep for the company did tell me that it would improve circulation I just did not know how good this product would work all around.
I called my insurance company the other day to see what kind of time frame I am looking at. They could not give me an answer. Said it all depends upon the doctor and when he gets his information in. This doctor is so good! The first one that really does believe me about the pain and is trying to do something to help me with it.
Some family is here right now in Florida from Pennsylvania. I am going to go to my aunts today to see them. 2 uncles and an aunt. I am sure they will want to hear about the stuff going on with my son and his wife. I will give them a description and then say that is it I did not come to talk about them but to see you and drop the subject. Pretty much the whole family backs me and the choices I had to make and are just amazed that I supported them and paid their bills for as long as I did. Well HUGS t all and have a great day. Church was just wonderful this morning. Again HUGS TO ALL!
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I WANT MY SPINAL STIMULATOR BACK!!!!!!!!!!!!! What a difference I feel since they took the trial out this morning. I felt so good when I had that stimulator! I am back on the pain pills which makes me not able to function in a normal way. Gosh bureaucratic red tape really stinks and that is what this is with the insurance company. They have to see that it is medically necessary. Well I can tell them that it is.
1. When I am taking the steroid shots they are only good for maybe a month or so then I have to have the shot right in my back very painful to get again and then a side effect is that my sugar goes to DANGEROUSLY high levels. I am talking like between 350 to the 500 range WAY high. That last for about a week to a week and a half after the procedure.
2. I can take pain pills NARCOTICS that can be addicting. With my history i am scared to death that i will get hooked. so easy for that to happen so I do not take the pills the way the doctor prescribes them to me. I take them only when I can no longer take the pain. The last script for a month lasted me 3 months before I ran out. 90 pills for 30 days and I had them for more than 3 months.
3. And then there is my third choice to just take the pain. I have tried and I just can not do it any more. I have no life with the pain. I can not do anything I can not function. But then again when I take the pain pills they make me a loopy. I do not feel comfortable to drive I do not feel comfortable to do anything.
I want to quit smoking but I find that when I sit around I smoke more. When I get busy and get moving I smoke less. I want to get back to where I can do my work in my yard and around my house. I want to be able to take my dogs for walks around the block walking is good for you. I had been loosing weight now that I am seaditary because it hurts to move I am putting it back on. This is such a health issue for me and all I want to do is get my health back on track.
Sorry about going on and on about this but it just bugs me that I have no idea how long I have to weight till the Insurance company will decide that this is medically necessary or even if they will. Please just pray that someone will open their eyes really soon and I will not have to wait long.
Other than all of that all is well. It is getting closer for my trip to Pennsylvania in july. I am so excited. I can hardly wait. I will be seeing all of my family. I know I will not see my son so sad. His wife left me a message on my cell that I should just forget about him that he does not want to talk to me that I am dead to him. I still love him and I will be there for him emotionally but I just can not support him or his children I wish that I could but then even if I could, should I? At the age of 30 he should be well on the way of taking care of him self. I will just keep on praying. Actually At the church I have been going to he is on the prayer list and the grand children as well. I pray that God will when the time is right for them show them the truth and in their hearts they know that they are loved very much by me.
Well that is all for now HUGS to all.
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Sometimes insurance companies are so STUPID!! This spinal stimulator is working so GREAT! No pain since the implant but this is just the trial one I have to have the permanent one implanted yet. Went to the Dr. today and talk about how good this made me feel. All excited about making the appointment for the permanent implant. And guess what? My insurance says it has to be proven that it is medically necessary HELLO narcotic pain pill vers the stimulator just so I can function. DUH!!! Sometimes these HMO and the PPO are just so unbelievable! Anything to save a buck. Any way I feel great. HUGS to all.
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WOW!!! This spinal stimulator is awsome! I am sorry that it is just a trial for one day. When they out that it works then I will be fitted with a permenant unit. It is just tingling up and down my lower back and my legs. But the tingling is not like the pain was. I have a remote control that I can adjust the level of the stimulation. I was told to take it easy for a couple of hours and then do the kind of things that usually cause me pain. What I am going to do later is take my dogs for a walk. I will not over do it just around the block but a walk not the less. Hugs to all have a great day.
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I have decided that I am done so very done. I will not use this forum as a way to bash my daughter in law or my son. I love my son and always will that will not change. I tried to treat my daughter in law as a daughter she would not have any of it. She grew up with out her mother who died when she was very young, maybe that is why she has a hard time showing emotions. I have to learn to let go. I have to accept the things that I can't change and change the things that I can. As the serenity prayers says. I will not stoop down to another persons level. I will not bash them in a public forum such as this. I will not bring them up again after this post except in a positive way if that day ever comes. I do pray that, that day will come. I pray that the lord will keep my grandchildren safe and help them know in their hearts that they have a grandmother that loves them with all of her heart. Some day they will grow up and maybe then know the truth. A promise to me is I will pray for my son and his family, I will pray that they stay safe and out of harms way and just know in my heart that I can not make them do anything they do not want to. I can not make them travel down any roads they do not choose. I pray that I can except the fact that the life they choose and the paths they take are their choices.
This is my place to share my life with my friends. I do consider you all my friends and I am very grateful that you all have been there for me thru the good times and the bad. I started to read xanga when Aunt Donna (WICKGAL) was still with us. I have been friends with most of you since then and want to share with you all that just the other day I talked to Uncle Lawson. he has remarried and is doing real good. He said to tell you all thank you for thinking about him. He missed Auntie for a while but has gone on with life that is what she would have wanted.
My son Teddy is a little upset that all of this happened with his brother but he is doing GREAT! He has his own battles in life and I am trying to teach him that for ever choice you make there will be a reaction. he has kept a job for nearly 2 years now. I am so proud of him. He no longer works a Sonny's a BBQ place here in florida. We went to a small Italian restaurant that we love her near our house one day and the dish washer had walked out that day. He was hired on the spot at 50 cents more an hour. He really likes it. The owner who I met knows that Ted is slow and needs to be reminded from time to time but he is really working with him and is also proud of him.
I am still smoking but have cut down drastically! I go tonight for my second hypnosis session. I have also started taking a new medication called chantix. It is supposed to help you quit smoking. My problem is I really need to find something to replace the smoking. I think maybe I need to start sewing Teddy Bears again to take up the time I used to use smoking. Heck once I quit buying cigarettes I will be able to afford the materials needed to make oodles of Teddy Bears! I know that it is really important to Quit. I have been told that smoking will make my arthritis much worse. Makes sense since when you smoke you take away oxygen out of your body.
My therapist says that I am doing great considering all that has happened over the last year. She did not expect me to quit smoking with the first session. But I have notice since starting the chantix that when I smoke I feel like I want to vomit. It does not taste the same and I do not enjoy it as much so I guess maybe the medication works. I would hope so since my insurance did not cover the cost and it was over 100.00 for just one month. Hopefully I will only need it for one month at that price!
I feel sooooooooo dumb. I fell 2 days ago flat on my back in my kitchen. I went down so hard that my honey heard me clear at the other end of the house. I spilled cleanser on the floor so I mopped it up. Forgot that I mopped the floor and went to put something in the sink and my feet just went right out from under me. The puppy thought oh cool mom wants to play and came to lick all over my face. Honey come running to help me up I yelled for him to stop. I did not need him slipping on the wet floor as well. I don't know what I was thinking usually when I mop after wards I put the mop across the door way so everyone knows the floor is wet did not do it this time. I have a HUGE bruise on my arm where i tried to catch myself. I am I guess as ok as I can be. Could have been much worse especially with my bad back. I think my ego is bruised more that anything. Won't do that again any time soon.
Talked to Dad the other day. He is doing great. Now has a job where he does not have to be on his feet all the time since he has problems with his legs. He is glad that the house is not going to be fore closed upon and I found someone to take over the bills and is paying them on time in full and even has the place all cleaned up out side. he did wish it could have stayed in the family but as we know that did not work out. I am waiting to go see him when Teds approval to go see him comes thru. That way I will have someone to drive with me. We leave on a friday rent a room and see him all day saturday and then I have Sunday to recoup from the long drive.
I was in the house the other day it is AMAZING how much has been done in just a few weeks. WOW! The people who are taking over the mortgage are great. No papers signed and they pay the bills. I guess because they were friends to begin with help but after my experiences we have discussed it and we are going to do kind of a rent to own type lease so if anything happens Dad is protected and so am I. They are just fine with that. Dad knows that he will not make anything off of the house. Heck there is too much money that has to be put in to it. I could not expect anyone to pay more than what the mortgage and the electric that they use is when their putting the money in to the house to fix it.
Now on a lighter side something I recieved in an e mail made me laugh..... HUGS to all!!
About those Church Hymns
A minister decided to do something a little different one Sunday morning.
He said "Today , in church , I am going to say a single word and you are going to help me preach.Whatever single word I say , I want you to sing whatever hymn that comes to your mind."
The pastor shouted out "CROSS."
Immediately the congregation started singing in unison , "THE OLD RUGGED CROSS."
The pastor hollered out "GRACE." The congregation began to sing "AMAZING GRACE , how sweet the sound."
The pastor said "POWER." The congregation sang "THERE IS POWER IN THE BLOOD."
The Pastor said "SEX" The congregation fell into total silence.
Everyone was in shock. They all nervously began to look around at each other afraid to say anything.
Then all of a sudden , way from in the back of the church ,a little old 87 year old grandmother stood up and began to sing "PRECIOUS MEMORIES."
Pass this along and make someone smile today (I just did).
Gotta Love Little Old Ladies.
Laugh... it burns calories.






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