She’s so sweet
And so naughty too.
I bought a lovely canvas shopping bag to take to the farmers market and various other stores.
Lucy decided it was a toy and I caught her just as she was starting to chew on the purse flap. So glad she ignored the leather handles.
I do believe that was first time I’ve yelled at her since she arrived.
If they only knew…
For caregivers everywhere:
If the people we take care of only knew half of what goes through our minds, they might be less demanding.
Isn’t it enough that I do everything around here?
Do NOT make me feel like a slave by ordering me to do things. Do not make unreasonable demands.
Remember kindness begets kindness.
If I cook you food, eat the damned food without complaining because you could be consigned to a nursing home where the food is not as tasty as what I cook.
You can easily say please and thank you without damaging your fragile ego.
Ordering me about just makes me visualize things you’d rather not know.
Gas lighting me doesn’t work either.
I do NOT lift your dead weight these days since you completely destroyed my back.
If you fall down because you stupidly insist you can walk without a walker or cane, then you can expect me to call for help to get you up. I refuse to damage myself more just to let you hang on to your freaking pride.
Dear congressmen and senators,
I suggest you watch the social media closely. If you think you have any idea of how We the People really feel, you might be mistaken.
If your head is so far up your ass that you think waging a war on women, the poor, and the disabled, and supporting the #orangetroll will keep you in office because you’ve been in office so long…you are mistaken.
If you think We the People are not outraged…you are mistaken.
If you think you don’t work for us. We the People, who put you in office…you are truly mistaken.
If you’ve ever heard a woman tell her child, “I brought you into this world, I can take you out.” You’d better keep that expression in mind but a tad modified…”We put you in that position, we can take you out.”
You are always only one election away from unemployment.
Got that mammogram out of the way
Nothing like having to pay to have someone painfully squash your boobies between two plates, top to bottom and then side to side. Yes, pay for it. I have a co-pay.
Well at least I do for now.
If the Republicans/religious nut cases have their way, I probably won’t be able to afford another one.
You know, all that pre-existing condition crap they’re so eager to impose on us.
My baby sister Mary, born 11/7/1957
Diagnosed in 1989 with breast cancer
Two mastectomies, many chemos, radiation treatments, and two bone marrow transplants.
Died of metastatic breast to bone cancer 4/13/2001
Losing my mind in bits and pieces
Having so much on my mind, so many things to remember, has made me the absent minded professor.
Also there’s The Curmudgeon who gets great joy out of pushing my buttons, making me angry enough that my brain stutters.
I would love some peace and quiet. A place to escape to but at the rate we’re going that will never happen.
Caregivers, the loneliest people
We don’t have any place to turn to for a moment of relief.
No one wants to hear our tales of woe.
There’s never any help when you need it unless you pay through the nose for it.
Friends disappear.
No one asks how you are but they always ask how she/he is.
People are quick to offer advice but never offer to help.
We often feel as if we’re losing our minds.
Updating the blog pages
It was with sadness that I updated my blog headline post. However, I do love the pictures of Lucy that I used.
I also redid my about me post, removing Patty’s history and updating Gavin’s.
Gavin was our 7th Bull terrier. In order they were: Danny, Joey, Malcolm, Mercy, Sadie, Patty, Gavin, and Lucy is #8.
Sweet girl
Lucy sleeping
Numz are good
Lucy ready for snow
Happy boy
Arrrrrrr!
Happy Halloween
Queen of the fuzzy blanket
This administration will be the death of many of us…
A list of pre-existing conditions lost under #45care / #Trumpcare:
AIDS/HIV, acid reflux, acne, ADD, addiction, Alzheimer’s/dementia, anemia, aneurysm, angioplasty, anorexia, anxiety, arrhythmia, arthritis, asthma, atrial fibrillation, autism, bariatric surgery, basal cell carcinoma, ipolar disorder, blood clot, breast cancer, bulimia, bypass surgery, celiac disease, cerebral aneurysm, cerebral embolism, cerebral palsy, cerebral thrombosis, cervical cancer, colon cancer, colon polyps, congestive heart failure, COPD, Crohn’s disease, cystic fibrosis, DMD, depression, diabetes, disabilities, Down syndrome, eating disorder, enlarged prostate, epilepsy, glaucoma, gout, heart disease, heart murmur, heartburn, hemophilia, hepatitis C, herpes, high cholesterol, hypertension, hysterectomy, kidney disease, kidney stones, kidney transplant, leukemia, lung cancer, lupus, lymphoma, mental health issues, migraines, MS, muscular dystrophy, narcolepsy, nasal polyps, obesity, OCD, organ transplant, osteoporosis, pacemaker, panic disorder, paralysis, paraplegia, Parkinson’s disease, pregnancy, restless leg syndrome, schizophrenia, seasonal affective disorder, seizures, sickle cell disease, skin cancer, sleep apnea, sleep disorders, stent, stroke, thyroid issues, tooth disease, tuberculosis, ulcers.
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#45Care #Twitlercaresnot
Dump that Trump and find us a real president.
Look among the humble of us.
Sift through and find one who would lead.
Male or female, it doesn’t matter.
A person of color or white, it doesn’t matter.
The only thing that matters is…Intelligence, compassion, honesty, integrity, and humbleness.
Find one with all these and then raise him/her up to our highest position.
Then, and only then, will we advance as a nation again.
The tragedy that is America today
We all watch in horror as every good program, piece of legislation, protection, and liberty is stripped and raped by this administration.
We feel a helplessness at times before we rally again and scream out in protest against this horror we call #Twitler and his minions.
Unfortunately, no one in the government seems to be listening to us. No one in the government seems to care other than a small handful of democrats who are trying hard to make their voices heard.
One of my favorites is the young Joe Kennedy. He may be our hope for the future.
WordPress, I really hate the ‘new’ format.
For months and months I tried to like it, really I did.
I don’t.
I just purely and simply do not like it.
What was simple became convoluted and a royal pain.
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