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Daily Prompt: Nightmares

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Describe the last nightmare you remember having. What do you think it meant?

Let me see, my most recent nightmare involves myself, my husband, mother, and our dog. Barry and I designed and helped build the home we now live in. I actually had the pleasure of putting the first nail in the house. I am honestly surprised the house is still standing.

Back to the nightmare….

Well, we had a long day of yard work and were sitting down to eat supper. Maggie, our adorable boxer, was asleep on the couch. Poor girl, exhausted from playing outside, while we worked.

Suddenly there was a large crash upstairs and then it sounded like footsteps on the stairs. Barry stood to check the noise out. As he got near the stairs, the noise stopped, mom and I heard a loud gasp from Barry. As we rounded the corner to the staircase, we both stopped in our tracks.

Coming down the stairs was a floating rocking chair with a little girl sitting in it rocking and singing, ‘You are my Sunshine’. All the commotion woke Maggie up and I realized she was at my feet when I heard a low growl. Barry, Mom and I all started backing up, as the rocking chair floated closer and passed us. Maggie started to bark, while after the chair.

The chair floated through the kitchen, into the dining room and then the living room and headed back to the stairs. The child continuously singing the same song. We all looked at each other, befuddled over what just happened.

No one volunteered to go upstairs to check things out. We went back to the table and finished eating. We could here what sounded like a rocker on the floor above us and occasionally a child singing. Maggie was back on the couch sound asleep.

I haven’t got a clue where this dream came from. Mom had told me that she thought she saw a floating rocking chair when she was having a bad day and we had spicy food for supper, I went to sleep with a stomach ache. Those are the only reason I can think of for such craziness in my dreams. Of course, all the above mixed with my night medication, could explain it all.

 

Daily Prompt: Shoulda Woulda Coulda

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          mermaidbrunetteTell us about something you know you should do . . . but don’t.

Honestly, I do not where to go with this one, but I think I’ll stick with an issue that has come up a few times today.

I hate to fold and put away clothes. Before I lost partial use of my left hand, I hated doing the laundry. I can get them in the washer, just fine. But when it comes to folding, hanging up and putting them away, I lose it. I’m useless.

These days, it is hard to do these things one-handed. I have to look at activities from a stand point of it being beneficial to me or whether it will drain my energy for the day.

In my eyes, I’d rather scrub the nastiest toilet on earth and not deal with the laundry. That is a really sad statement. Instead of dealing with nice, fresh clean things, I’d rather take care of one of the nastiest things in a home.

For the moment, I think I will continue to let mom handle things. She doesn’t like how I do it anyhow. She enjoys shrinking my clothes to make herself a new wardrobe. If I helped with the laundry, I might not get to shop as much! I love to shop, so no laundry for me, unless necessary.

Besides, I’d hate to give Barry the shock of his life!

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Daily Prompt: Childhood Revisited

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Sure, you turned out pretty good, but is there anything you wish had been different about your childhood? If you have kids, is there anything you wish were different for them?

I am doing my best to decide how to put this in writing. I thought about this all day and have narrowed it down to two things I wish would have been different in my childhood. I’ll do my best not to ramble, please be patient.

My sisters and I had a traditional southern upbringing, dysfunctional family and all. Our parents encouraged us to study, we knew right from wrong, and we loved each other. Mom and dad worked all the time. Mom stayed home until we were old enough to be left home alone and then she started working, She was home when we needed her, or at lease close-by.

Dad left in the mornings before we ever got up and was not home until we were in bed. On the weekends, he worked his secondary business and was home only at night. We had our family nights when dad was home. We actually had breakfast and supper around the dining room table several times a week.

I grew up wanting for nothing.  If we ever wanted anything extravagant, we had to save our money up or wait for a sale. I believe that is where my frugal attitude comes from today!

During the summer months, mom and dad always made sure we stayed busy. I know my way around the Bible, a softball field, a basketball court, and a swimming pool. Mom and dad made it to the important events, but there were times we were on our own.

One of the things I wish could were different from my childhood is going to church as a family, instead of being dropped off at the door to attend services with my sisters. Don’t get me wrong, my sisters and I are close, due to the time we spent together. It would have been nice having mom and dad with us at church. I truly believe that they both believe the Jesus died to save us from our sins, but I cannot help feeling unsure of their salvation.

Mom lives with me now, and attends everything Barry and I attend at church. Dad is a different story. I do not remember the last time I saw him in church for something other than a funeral. His health is declining and he does not get out like he used to, but I know he grew-up in the church. It would have been joyous to have all five of us in church at the same time. Well, the past is the past. All we can do now is look forward.

My second thing I wish could have been different during my childhood is medical technology. From the time I entered kindergarten through high school, I was always sick.

Mom spoiled me rotten and my sisters still pick on me today, because of that.

I was part guinea pig when they thought they had figured out a treatment for allergies. They did all the testing and I suffered through the intramuscular injections for years, before they figured out it could be done with a subcutaneous needle, just under the skin. The nurse’s from the seventies, learned to give an intramuscular injection into the shoulder. There were several times I actually felt the needle hitting the bone. It was so painful. I took the injections without success for years and then refused to go.

In my teenage years I developed female troubles. We let the doctor do the known treatment for my problem at the time and it rendered me unable to have children.

If today’s medical technology had been around in the seventies, maybe I could have had a normal childhood and been able to have kids today. In my world, Claritin is the best invention of the twentieth century. When I was younger, Dristan was it. With today’s medical technology in the past, maybe brain tumor research would be further along today and I wouldn’t need a wheelchair when my legs do not work.

My life has been God‘s plan and it is not my place to question it. I read my Bible and try to stay upbeat and focused. I pray daily and ask for grace and wisdom to help me make it through the day. I exercise to stay strong and keep busy. My blog is my refuge for my feelings and such. It helps me not to hold things in. I write them down. It is very therapeutic to me. My counselor advised me to either do a journal or start a blog.

To summarize, my parents being more involved with my sisters and I at church; as well as, today’s medical technology being available in the seventies, would have made my childhood a better place to be. Honestly, I wouldn’t interfere with God’s plan for my life. I grew up loved and happy. Everything else is all good!

If, if, if, maybe, maybe, maybe…….

I hate falling!

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I’ve done it again. This time I tangled with the throw rug in the master bathroom, but me thinks I’ve done my left knee in, again.

Just over a year ago, I tore the meniscus cartilage in my knee. This time, I couldn’t put weight on the knee and it was swollen down into my foot. The doctor said nothing broken, she wanted to check because of the swelling. She gave me a topical ointment for pain, which is some good stuff; sent me home to grease it up and stay off it! She also did a cortisone shot…worked….ehh???

She said when I return; if it is no better, she’ll get a joint MRI (where they inject die in the knee) to see what the damage is. If needed, we’ll talk surgery then. 

I truly prefer not to hear those words, but I have to be able to walk. I asked the doctor; if they have to operate, can I get a 2 for 1 deal? I’ve dealt with my solid tumor in my right wrist, the doctor has said it will need to come out. I figure, while I’m asleep, let them fix both. Save me one episode of general anesthesia. We’ll see. I’m ready to NOT be in pain!

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I recently received notice of one more award. Give a couple of days to pick blogs I want to nominate and get the post put together.

Thank you to Tomas for the nomination. It is an honor being nominated by someone so talented

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Mom and I do not know what to call it…

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Mom came to me this morning and said she needed to talk. I requested she let me get breakfast finished and meet me in the living room. She sat down on the couch and stated,

“Jill, I’m scared and do not know what to do.”

Now she was scaring me. I did not know what to think. I asked her;

“Mom, tell me what’s wrong? Are you OK? You are scaring me, talk to me, please.”

She continued with the dreams she was experiencing and they were scaring her. She was swearing she was awake first thing in the mornings and would close her eyes and see trees. She’d open her eyes again and everything is fine.

She said every time she’d close her eyes, something weird would happen. There were times she said that when her eyes closed, it was like she was looking in a mirror. She stuck her tongue out at the image, and it did the same back at her. 

She is still seeing the child floating around the house in a rocker. She asked if Barry and I were seeing it. Of course, I told her no. Next she kept repeating, I’m going crazy, that is the only answer.

We called the doctor to discuss her medications and possible interactions. Mom takes a lot of vitamins. At this time, her doctor thinks she is having a drug interaction between one of her vitamins and drugs. We have her on the right track.

Hopefully, this will solve the problem within a week. If not, I’ll be in search of a specialist and taking her vitamins/pills away from her and giving them to her myself. She will not take that well. She thinks we think she is stupid as it is, I might start World War Three taking her medicines and vitamins from her.

Can I runaway from home? Am I too old? I guess I should take Barry and Maggie with me. 

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Daily Prompt: Ode to a Playgroud

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A place from your past or childhood, one that you’re fond of, is destroyed. Write it a memorial.

With deepest regrets, Fort Yargo State Park announced today that they would be replacing their treasured playground with  modern, child-friendly equipment before next season. The playground is closed through the winter, to allow for changes to be made.

The old playground has been around for many years and enjoyed by many children, growing up in the area.

Gone will be the giant sliding board that was a joy to ride. As a child, standing at the base of that ladder, it appeared to climb into the clouds. Once you reached the top, the angle of the slide and the slick surface of the board made you jump right back on the ladder for a second ride. You could spend hours just on that slide.

The wooden fort, that looked like a small lookout section of a real fort, will no longer be available to play Cowboys and Indians or girls against the boys. Whomever had control of the fort got to decide which games got played.

At the edge of the woods was a stand of metal tepees, that would no longer be there to stimulate the minds of children into a good game. Whichever one they decided to play.

Gone from this park will be a beloved playground and tons of incredible memories in the minds of the now grown-ups, that used to play here.

I hope they make the new area as cool as the last one. The original Fort Yargo playground will be hard to replace. It was awesome!!