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MS doesn’t belong on the back burner
Posted by doggonedmysteries
Today I received an Email from a former co-worker of my husband’s. She told me a friend of hers was just diagnosed with MS and she asked if it was okay with me if she passed my E-mail address along to her. I told her she certainly could and that I would, to the best of my ability, answer any questions she wanted to fire my way.
Many years ago, when Dear Hubby was first diagnosed, we had no one available to us who we could go and ask questions. DH’s neurologist was a very poor one who no longer practices today. He was bad enough that DH quit going. He essentially put the whole MS thing on the back burner.
Our family physician tried to answer questions but soon ran out of answers. He wasn’t a neurologist and DH wasn’t ready to find another one after the quack he’d been going to did absolutely nothing for him except charge and exorbitant fee for about five minutes of his time.
We didn’t have a computer at the time where I could do research. There were very few books available and of those that were, most weren’t helpful. No one offered us much in the way of answers. We had no support groups available and so we muddled along on our own.
In another post I talked about how that due to a problem I had, I went to a different neurologist for tests and took DH with me. DH found a new doctor there. Suddenly available to him were medications and support that the former (quack) Doctor had never bothered to mention or offer. This doctor answered questions and most important of all, he cared.
Posted in MS related
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MIL update 3/19
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Dear Hubby didn’t get out to see his mother today since we were busy taking both hers and our paperwork to HR Block to get the taxes done. (If you’re reading this Patti, hi!) Patti is great she’s been doing our taxes for several years now. I know if it was hubby or me doing them, it’d take forever. She has both ours and the MIL’s done in no time.
Yesterday they took another X-ray of MIL’s femur and tomorrow DH should hear what the results were. I made up a basket with silk flowers, a get well card, and a bunch of wrapped chocolates for her that he’ll take over on Saturday. She’s stuck in her room with no PT on Saturdays and Sunday so she should enjoy her basket. I would’ve added books if she was a reader but she’s not.
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Okay, I’m certain I’ll get flack over this post but someone has to say it.
Posted by doggonedmysteries
P.T. Barnum said, “There’s a sucker born every minute.” He was right.
Designer dogs are mutts, mixed breeds, mongrels. I kid you not. Only a few years ago, those “designer dogs” were the dogs people gave away. Yes, you heard me right they were free. If you’ve paid more than a hundred dollars at most, you’ve been taken to the cleaners. Did you know that by endorsing designer dogs you are aiding puppy mills by turning them into a VERY lucrative business? Because now they can breed mutts, ask a ridiculous price for them, and they answer to no one. At least with registered purebred dogs they had to answer to national and international registries.
Granted they can be cute, but muddling up purebred lines will do nothing more than, in the future, give you dogs that have no distinct characteristics. They will all look like the feral dogs you find in third world countries. The excuse that designer dogs are healthier is not true. Reputable breeders of purebred dogs do their utmost to make sure their dogs are healthy and that their temperaments are only the very best. Mind you, I said REPUTABLE!
Posted in Dog related, My blog
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Memed…gee, thanks. I think.
Posted by doggonedmysteries
Thanks Granny Anne (http://grannysramblings.wordpress.com/). I was struggling for a topic tonight anyway. I wasn’t going to post about my birthday–too boring.
My favorite recordings are, in no particular order…
Mozart, The Complete Piano Sonatas, Philippe Entremont — I often listen to them while I’m writing.
Mick Maloney and Eugene O’Donnell –for some toe tapping Irish fun
Sean Nua– for the same
Joe and Antoinette McKenna–easy listening Irish music
Celtic Reflections …again while I write and when I’m not in the mood for Mozart
Queen and Meatloaf, when I’m cleaning… for the energy
Saffire, the Uppity Blues Women–any time!
Dixie chicks…and various other country/western singers.
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Top O’ the marnin’ to ye
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Happy St. Patty’s Day everyone!
Every year, my friends send me Irish jokes. I wear green. I cook corned beef, cabbage, and potatoes. My house bounces to the rhythms of Irish/Celtic music all day long. Dear Hubby is a true sweetheart and puts up with the second of two days a year where I kick up my heels at home.
To top everything off we’re supposed to have lovely weather for the day. The next day is supposed to be even better which couldn’t please me more since it’s my birthday.
(On a private note, Happy Birthday Cuz! )
Posted in Holidays, Misc, My blog
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Tax Season
Posted by doggonedmysteries
Dang, it’s here again isn’t it? This year we’ll take the MIL’s papers along with us when we get ours done and have hers done too. We did it last year because she was ill and now this year she’s in the hospital recovering from her nasty fall. Speaking of nasty falls, I do hope VP Biden’s mother recovers quickly from hers.
My neighbor already has her tax return. Normally we have ours by this time too but with all the running about we’ve been doing we’re running late. Dear Hubby made an appointment for us to get ours done so at least that much is out of the way. We need only show up with our paperwork and the woman who does our taxes is finished and has them filed electronically in fifteen minutes. No wonder we keep going back to her.
It’s a shame that there are no deductions for pets and their veterinary bills. Gavin’s surgery for the aural hematoma costs us a pretty penny.
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Bed bouncing Bull Terrier
Posted by doggonedmysteries
I’d taken Gavin outside and left Patty to her own devices for a little while, mistake number one. I’d left my bedroom door opened, mistake number two. I’d trusted Patty to wait at the kitchen door for her turn to go out, mistake number three.
I think she’d already decided to make a beeline for my bedroom as soon as the porch door closed. I wasn’t outside with Gavin for very long, just long enough for her to get into a little mischief. When we came inside, I expected her to be waiting by the door for her turn to go out. She wasn’t there but I heard the unmistakable thunder of Bull Terrier feet flying down the hall and then the steps. Poof, the naughty girl was in front of me trying to look innocent.
I took her out. When we came back inside, I went upstairs to inspect my room—the other two rooms had their doors closed. I was prepared for damage but was pleasantly surprised to find none–really, she hadn’t destroyed anything. However, the evidence was clear. She’d been jumping on my bed. Or, as we call it in this house, she’d been Bully Bed Bouncing. How did I know this? My nicely made bed was not so nicely made and my pillows were on the floor. SHE had been busy.
Posted in Dog related
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What would someone find in your couch?
Posted by doggonedmysteries
In Spokane Washington, a woman bought a used couch for $27.00 and found she had a stow-away inside it. A CAT. Which brings to mind what someone might discover in mine later.
Knowing my dogs as I do there will probably be a Nylabone or three stashed away in my couch’s depths. There might even be some spare change. There’s a good possibility that a dust bunny or two may have stowed-away. It could be that the sock monster has used it as a place to stash his prizes. Maybe there’s a dog cookie or two but I doubt that because these two never let a snack pass them by, ever. You might even find some beads that pulled a mass escape when I was working on some jewelry.
That’s my couch. Now, it’s up to you. What would someone find in your couch?
Posted in Dog related, Misc
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Flu shots, DH, and miscellaneous questions
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Dear Hubby hasn’t felt well for the last couple of days and tonight he thinks he’s figured out why. It seems that every time he’s with his Mother, when or right after she gets a flu shot, he gets ill. Could it be that she sheds just enough of the virus/antiviris that his contact with her gives him a mild case of the flu?
Why does my inner child play with matches when I’m already warm but refuses to when I’m cold?
If you’re the only person to show up for a meeting, is it a meeting?
Why is it that when you decide to have a quiet night reading, the phone that has been silent for weeks begins to ring every five minutes?
Why is it that if one dog is quiet, the other one decides to cut up?
If the damned squirrels can’t remember where the heck they’ve buried their nuts, why do they bury them in the first place. (You should see the holes in my yard and gardens.)
If you know someone is always late, do you tell him/her to come at an earlier time so he/she will arrives on time? (I do.)
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Someone call the pool man the shallow end of gene pool needs cleaning
Posted by doggonedmysteries
Spike network has a new show called A Thousand Ways to Die. What I’ve seen in the advertisements makes me believe that particular end of the gene pool needs a good cleaning. Drinking gasoline to get drunk? Oh, please, there’s a person whose genes DO NOT need to be replicated.
The show on TruTV World’s Dumbest Crooks or what ever it’s called, shows more prime candidates floundering away in the shallow end of the gene pool. Have you ever read those dumb crook of the month articles? Yep, more chlorine please.
How about the people Jay Leno has talked to on his street walking bit? Do you think that some of them should pass their genes on to future generations? Oh, pool man!
I won’t even bother to mention Octomom since she already has passed on her genes to another generation. Heaven help them.
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Of mourning doves and dogs
Posted by doggonedmysteries
My dogs aren’t supposed to be bird dogs. It’s not something that BTs were bred for but lately you’d think they were. For some odd reason I have two mourning doves who are hanging around the pond. After several days of them taking flight from under Gavin and Patty’s noses, the dogs are looking for the dumb birds, even pointing them. I say dumb birds because they don’t go far and return to the same place as soon as we walk away from the pond.
The dogs know I have a strict rule of no birds, no chasing them, no hunting them, and no killing them. But what’s a dog to do when they no longer fly away but run along in front of them? (If you recall from an earlier post, I won’t let the pups run loose in the yard until we can repair the fence this summer.) The doves are driving the pups crazy with this ground hugging nonsense. Although I think if the birds took flight, it’d really chafe under their collars.
Every time we go out now, they drag me to the pond where they will point out the doves. I keep telling them they aren’t bird dogs they’re BTs. I think they are suffering from delusions of Setter grandeur or Brittany fantasies.
Posted in Dog related, my garden, Writer, Writing
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When characters revolt
Posted by doggonedmysteries
What do you do when your characters pull a coup? In one of my books, they seem to be doing just that. I can’t get my protagonist on board with my ideas. The antagonist has gone willy-nilly into the background and the whole story line has gone to the dogs. Yes, to the dogs. It seems that they want to be the real stars in book four. No, there isn’t an excerpt to read. It’s not ready for that. It may never be ready for that.
Book four is an idea, one that I add to occasionally. I won’t get around to writing it until after I finish books one through three. However, even in idea form the characters are not cooperating. Book four has become a repository for scenes that don’t work in the other books. It might stay locked in a file under the title of The Big Book of Unused Scenes, or it may be the book where the dogs take center stage and the other characters blend into the background.
In any case, it’s where most of the brilliant but overdone doggy scenes I cut from the other books go when they don’t work.
Posted in Dog related, Misc, My books, Writer, Writing
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