The word dord is a notable error in lexicography, an accidental creation, or ghost word, of the G. and C. Merriam Company’s staff in the New International Dictionary, second edition (1934), in which the term is defined as a synonym for density used by physicists and chemists.
Due to my health issues, focusing on a project. I watched as poll workers freed the equipment and placed it around church gym. The tables and equipment were doused with my favorite invention of the decade, “disposable, cleaning wipes.” Since becoming disabled, these things are my favorite item on the cleaning aisle of the local grocer.
I had the privilege of observing democracy at work. The poll workers arrived at the specified time and quickly looked around over the building they had to work with. Just as quickly, they unloaded the equipment needing to be set-up. Smiling faces on every where, American pride at work. My hubby was beaming. It was good to see him excited to be outside.
The workers with experience took over, assisting the inexperienced, with arranging the polling station to utilize the space available for maximum benefit. The workers wanted their voters to be comfortable and out of the weather. A happy voter makes a pleasant voting experience.
Their focus was on the next day, Election Day….the first Tuesday in November.
God has been good to us! With our troubles, we are happy, getting healthy, in love, looking forward to our future together and hopefully looking at leaving our maladies behind.
Life goes on. Please forgive us for becoming fairly non-existent since early 2014. Barry and I have managed to move four times; without killing one another. I am learning that I have a smidge of patience; instead of it being part of my everyday life. I despise three words (Time, Appointments and Doctors). I hate depending on people to take me places; much less help me do anything that personal (eyebrows, nails, etc…. Is it in the plan for the hair on your face to quadruple when you get above the age of 50?)
I truly understand the Lord has a plan for each of us and we should not question those plans. I will stop sounding like I mean to question the plan; just a little frustrated and sounding off. I am working on sounding off…..I am working hard on giving things to Jesus. I found it hard, to just cut things off and hand it all over to Jesus. day by day, as I study the Bible and life gets easier and I can now state, “if the call comes I am ready to go”. I beleive I have always known this, my mind and body had to sync up. I am no longer worried about my sweetheart. When I look at him, I see peace in his eyes. He deserves it!
Most of you are aware that my mother lives with us.We both love her to pieces, but she can be a handful. I will not deny when she makes biscuits, we both indulge. Mom has been wonderful helping around the house. There are certain things I love her assistance with and others I prefer to do myself. I want to be able to keep moving. When I slow down, I may not be able to speed up. I can barely keep up with Barry now.
Mom and I just hang back and watch Barry go and go and go……He has turned into the Energizer Bald Bunny with reading glasses. He is so cute.
We made a trip to Emory for a follow-up mammogram. Scheduled my thyroid scan for the first week in August. I will be radioactive for a bit, but hopefully they will get this taken care of and I can get a little rest. Barry and I both deserve it. Two other appointments on Monday.
To top our week off, I have pneumonia again. I have got to work on immune system. I can’t seem to shake feeling weak.
In August 2013, my sweet husband passed out cold in our living room. In the process of falling, he struck his head on our front door and appeared to be having a seizure. Later we discovered the seizure-like activity was due to hitting his head. He had a concussion. The Cat scan showed he had swelling in the right lobe of the cerebrum. While I made sure he was safe, I got mom to call 911. The ambulance arrived and swept my sweetheart of to the hospital. We spent the next five months in and out of the hospital. Six months later, he is home, healthy and running circles around me. God is good! Numerous doctors tried to tell me that Barry would not survive. They did not know my hubby. Barry and I are strong-willed people and we do not give up easily. I was not about to let him give up! Once we settled into a routine, I started to notice subtle differences in my sweety. At first, it put it off to what he had been. I then realized his body was full of medications floating around his body. He needed to flush his body with healthy food and fluids. His thought processes were slower. He lost his inhibitions. For the first few weeks, it was like I had married a seventeen year old boy trying to discover the world in 24 hours. It was hard to keep up with him. He is closer to normal now. When I had a chance to speak with his cardiologist, he educated me on “pumphead”. The link below will go into more detail. I will miss the comical antics, but thrilled I am to have my Barry back. We spend our time in the kitchen discovering low-sodium dishes to keep us healthy. Mom lives with us. She needs the low – sodium dishes more than we do. http://www.heartdisease.about.com/cs/bypasssurgery/a/pumphead.htm
Jill was with me when I saw my Cardiologist “Dr. B” a couple of weeks ago, and he said the echo looked good and in his words “you are cured”, I praise God for that comment. As God is the only reason I am alive today. He also said that doctors get what they call a “save” maybe once every seven to ten years, he considers me as one of those statistics. Well I was so tickled that all the surgical repairs have held up, “Dr.B” also mentioned that there was a time that the Doctors did not know what to do.