Journal Entry for March 31, 2009
pray for my family,my husband is loosing is job !!!!!!!!!
i was dgn in 2003 W MS, mom of 4 kids 22, 15, 10, 5 and a husband of 21 years, love flowers, birds and my kids.My hubby is a recovering acholic, it sucks to be married to one, they are no fun drinking or not drinking.
i was dgn in 2003 W MS, mom of 4 kids 22, 15, 10, 5 and a husband of 21 years, love flowers, birds and my kids.My hubby is a recovering acholic, it sucks to be married to one, they are no fun drinking or not drinking.
i love flowers, i used to be a florist, i like to feed the birds and watch them and i have 4 kids who i adore and my husband of 21 years , and 2 cats and i basset hound dog whos name is Flash like on the dukes of hazzard. lol i love warm sunny days (not to warm)listening to my windchimes outside, and relaxing music.
i love flowers, i used to be a florist, i like to feed the birds and watch them and i have 4 kids who
pray for my family,my husband is loosing is job !!!!!!!!!
HAPPY ST PATTYS DAY EVERYONE!!!!!!!!!!!!
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Don't know if it's true but it is funny!
If you don't laugh out loud after you read this you are in a coma! This is even funnier when you realize it's real! Next time you have a bad day at work think of this guy.
Rob is a commercial saturation diver for Global Divers in Louisiana . He performs underwater repairs on offshore drilling rigs. Below is an E-mail he sent to his sister. She then sent it to radio station 103.2 FM in Ft. Wayne , Indiana , who was sponsoring a worst job experience contest. Needless to say, she won.
Hi Sue,
Just another note from your bottom-dwelling brother.
Last week I had a bad day at the office. I know you've been feeling down lately at work, so I thought I would share my dilemma with you to make you realize it's not so bad after all
Before I can tell you what happened to me, I first must bore you with a few technicalities of my job.
As you know, my office lies at the bottom of the sea. I wear a suit to the office. It's a wet suit. This time of year the water is quite cool.
So what we do to keep warm is this: We have a diesel powered industrial water heater. This $20,000 piece of equipment sucks the water out of the sea. It heats it to a delightful temperature..
It then pumps it down to the diver through a garden hose, which is taped to the air hose.
Now this sounds like a darn good plan, and I've used it several times with no complaints.
What I do, when I get to the bottom and start working, is take the hose and stuff it down the back of my wet suit. This floods my whole suit with warm water.. It's like working in a Jacuzzi.
Everything was going well until all of a sudden, my butt started to itch. So, of course, I scratched it. This only made things worse. With in a few seconds my butt started to burn. I pulled the hose out from my back, but the damage was done. In agony I realized what had happened.
The hot water machine had sucked up a jellyfish and pumped it into my suit. Now, since I don't have any hair on my back, the jellyfish couldn't stick to it.. However, the crack of my butt was not as fortunate.
When I scratched what I thought was an itch, I was actually grinding the jellyfish into the crack of my butt.
I informed the dive supervisor of my dilemma over the communicator. His instructions were unclear due to the fact that he, along with five other divers, were all laughing hysterically.
Needless to say I aborted the dive.. I was instructed to make three agonizing in-water decompression stops totaling thirty-five minutes before I could reach the surface to begin my chamber dry decompression.
When I arrived at the surface, I was wearing nothing but my brass helmet. As I climbed out of the water, the medic, with tears of laughter running down his face, handed me a tube of cream and told me to rub it on my butt as soon as I got in the chamber.
The cream put the fire out, but I couldn't poop for two days because my butt was swollen shut.
So, next time you're having a bad day at work, think about how much worse it would be if you had a jellyfish shoved up your butt.
Now repeat to yourself, 'I love my job, I love my job, I love my job.'
Now whenever you have a bad day, ask yourself, is this a jellyfish bad day?
May you NEVER have a jellyfish bad day!!!!!
HEALTH TIP OF THE DAY:
If you are bothered by occasional or frequent constipation, look in the mirror and repeat the following phrase three times in succession when symptoms occur:
My present and future financial and personal well being are totally in the hands of…
Barack Obama
Joe Biden
Harry Reid
Nancy Pelosi
Tim Geithner
Rahm Emmanuel
Chris Dodd
and Barney Frank!
If that doesn't scare the shit out of you, then you are probably destined to be backed up for the rest of your life.
There is no need to thank me for this advice; I'm just doing it as a public service.
Importance of Walking
----- Walking can add minutes to your life.
This enables you at 85 years old to spend an additional 5 months in a nursing home at $5000 per month.
My grandmother started walking five miles a day when she was 60.
Now she's 97 years old and we don't know where the hell she is.
The only reason I would take up exercising is so that I could hear heavy breathing again.
I joined a health club last year, spent about 400 bucks.
Haven't lost a pound. Apparently you have to go there.
I have to exercise early in the morning before my brain figures out what I'm doing.
I like long walks, especially when they are taken by people who annoy me.
I have flabby thighs, but fortunately my stomach covers them.
The advantage of exercising every day is that you die healthier.
If you are going to try cross-country skiing, start with a small country.
After a President has been in office for 6 months it is customary for
the last President to send a note of congratulations to the new one.
So yesterday when the note came from Bush to Obama, the President was somewhat troubled because it was written in code and all it said was: 370H-SSV-0773H
This troubled him as he had always heard from his peers how former president Bush was perceived to have been scholarly challenged.
So he took the note to his wife. She was unable to decipher it.
They called in the VP, and he was unable to decode the message. They called in the chief of staff and the head of Secret Service detail and they were unable to determine the meaning of the note.
Next he called in the head of the Senate and Speaker of the House.
They both were mystified by the meaning of the coded message.
Now there was complete panic in the oval office.
They called all of their contacts in the media and sent copies of the
note to all of them, and not one was able to come up with an answer.
A special emergency meeting was called by the staff.
All branches of the military, counter intelligence, CIA, FBI were
called in, and the best minds were unable crack the code.
After a sleepless night, a now humbled President picked up the phone and called the former president, and asked him the meaning of the note..
Bush chuckled and replied:
'Dude .............You're holding it upside down!'
I would never trade my amazing friends, my wonderful life, my loving family for less gray hair or a flatter belly. As I've aged, I've become kinder to myself, and less critical of myself. I've become my own friend. I don't chide myself for eating that extra cookie, or for not making my bed, or for buying that silly cement gecko that I didn't need, but looks so avante garde on my patio. I am entitled to a treat, to be messy, to be extravagant.
I have seen too many dear friends leave this world too soon; before they understood the great freedom that comes with aging.
Whose business is it if I choose to read or play on the computer until 4 AM and sleep until noon? I will dance with myself to those wonderful tunes of the 60 &70's, and if I, at the same time, wish to weep over a lost love ... I will.
I will walk the beach in a swim suit that is stretched over a bulging body, and will dive into the waves with abandon if I choose to, despite the pitying glances from the jet set. They, too, will get old.
I know I am sometimes forgetful. But there again, some of life is just as well forgotten.. And I eventually remember the important things.
Sure, over the years my heart has been broken. How can your heart not break when you lose a loved one, or when a child suffers, or even when somebody's beloved pet gets hit by a car? But broken hearts are what give us strength and understanding and
compassion. A heart never broken is pristine and sterile and will never know the joy of being imperfect.
I am so blessed to have lived long enough to have my hair turning gray, and to have my youthful laughs be forever etched into deep grooves on my face. So many have never laughed, and so many have died before their hair could turn silver.
As you get older, it is easier to be positive. You care less about what other people think. I don't question myself anymore. I've even earned the right to be wrong.
So, to answer your question, I like being old. It has set me free. I like the person I have become. I am not going to live forever, but while I am still here, I will not waste time lamenting what could have been, or worrying about what will be. And I shall eat dessert every single day(if I feel like it).
MAY OUR FRIENDSHIP NEVER COME APART ESPECIALLY WHEN IT'S STRAIGHT FROM THE HEART!
MAY YOU ALWAYS HAVE A RAINBOW OF SMILES ON YOUR FACE AND IN YOUR HEART FOREVER AND EVER! FRIENDS FOREVER!
I was dxns in 2003,w/MSafter the birth of my 4th child.The thing I hate most about this desease is the impredictability of it everyday, it stinks.flustrating. uugghhh!!!!
My Mom was murdered in 1993, she was stabbed to death in her own home, never caught the person, she was 62 at the time living in Suncity, Az.which is all senoir citzens who live in this area. she was a wonderful woman, christian, would do anything for anyone, at the time of her death she was volunteering for meals on wheels.I miss her terriblynow that I am sick with MS. we shared so much together, she was a awsome Grandma too.
I have depression,i am on prozac for it, doesnt always feel like it is working. I also suffer from MS,which doesnt help it either. I feel worthless at timesand all i want to do is sleep,ect..HELP!!!!
I am too FAT, i gained too much wait on steriods for my MS,i hate the way i look, i dont like going places. People judge you for the way you look, it sucks totally.I wish there was a miracle drug to take to get the weight off, it is hard for me to exercise,it tires me so w/my MS, does anybody have this too? Depression doesnt help, need comfort(food). Help!!!I need to lose 100lbs, WOW.
my 14 yo son is adhd, hes has been since kindergarden, my 4yo maybe as well.my 14 old is so smart,honor roll child, he does seem to be getting more impatience latly, not sure if it is the meds??he seems to focus ok while on it but if hes not omg nitmare, it can be so hard at times for all of us. i love him so much.
my daughter is 9 yo,and i suffer from ms. she is a wonderful little girl w/big heart. growing faster than i am ready for.
i have a 4 yo son, whose is probly adhd.
i have a 14 yo son, hes adhd, but very talented, in everything he does, honor roll all through school.he is so sweet and charming. i have ms adn sometimes he struggles w/it to accept it, but gettting better.he is just the greatest kid.
I am currently on a 1000 cal diet no sugar if possible green tea, water. i walk 5 miles a day everyday in an hour i also exercise everyday before and afer i walk, strechting and crunches. i have lost 35lbs now in my 2 mounth of this, i need to lose 75 -85 more lbs.i also have ms, so it helps w/that as well.
I have been menatlly and physiacaly abused by hubby for over 20years,he got arrested 2 weeks ago and now faces alot of isues and hes never been arrested before. im so confused, my emotions are a mess.
My husband is an alcoholic and for that i have become codepend. weve been mareid 20years and thats how long till just recent hes been w/this problem, now going to aa meetings and counciling, i am also going to alanon adn counciling.
i think i have this not sure
help im going nuts