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      CommentAuthorCharlotte
    • CommentTimeMar 19th 2017
     
    George and mary - so glad you and others stick around. We are family and for many the only close family we have.

    The responses on Facebook has been varied. Many had no idea what it is like or how long this disease can go on - lucky for them I didn't get into the nitty gritty of life.
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      CommentAuthormary75*
    • CommentTimeMar 19th 2017 edited
     
    Would you consider sending this to "Letters To the Editor' page of your local newspaper? It is intelligent and warm, and I think readers would relate to it. Somehow, I have the idea that you live in either eastern Washington State or Oregon. Corvallis? They would have a daily newspaper.
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    Yes, I agree that Charlotte's piece needs to be more widely circulated. Maybe a letter to the editor--where it could be printed on the opinion pages of a daily newspaper--would be a good idea. Many people (including me) don't look at Facebook.
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      CommentAuthormary75*
    • CommentTimeMar 19th 2017
     
    I don't read Facebook either. I somehow got spooked in the early days when it first started. Don't remember how. Was it because someone told me that mean things could be said on Facebook?
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      CommentAuthorCharlotte
    • CommentTimeMar 19th 2017
     
    I live in Eastern Washington in Richland which is a couple miles from Hanford Nuclear reservation where they mad the components for the bombs dropped on Japan. Not glowing yet so guess am still safe!! (a local joke)
    • CommentAuthorMoon*
    • CommentTimeMar 19th 2017
     
    Charlotte,
    I too always enjoy reading your informative and heart-rendering stories.
    You continue to amaze me with how well you manage all the problems that come your way.
    You are one strong woman. Thanks for all your posts - many helped me tremendously while
    I was in the throws of taking care of my husband. I wish you well.
    • CommentAuthorWolf
    • CommentTimeMar 20th 2017
     
    Spring has sprung at 6:29 EDT this morning. It made good time apparently and arrived what we would call early, but the planet knows what it's doing I guess.

    I'm celebrating my first season with my New Year's resolution in tact which is to stumble through life with the same disregard for the planet that it's shown me. Well, that's not entirely true. It's giving me new chins where there seems to be a surplus and it's turning my formerly lovely dark hair into a wiry brillo pad that likes to stand up in odd ways for no reason. There could be the mildest breeze and my hair will look like I've been electrocuted.

    There's a race on to see if my teeth can all fall out before my gums recede into where ever it is they're going. If my breasts keep growing I'm going to need a bra to go out in public. And if that isn't enough, my skin is apparently tired and is trying to turn me into a bassett hound.

    Dianne's really missing out on all this great stuff happening in what the brochure clearly called The Golden Years. I don't want to find out what that really means. "Hey!" the commercial asks on TV, "Do you ever pee involuntarily when you laugh???"

    "Not yet sweetheart!" I call back and change the channel to something called Ice Road Truckers where you follow along with trucks hauling stuff or I could watch Say Yes To The Dress or I could watch Gupta Does Mumbai. Sounds great, a good reminder of the looney tunes planet I'm on and that it's not just me that's crazy.

    This came up at the supermarket when I was buying cheese and came across Cheese Food. I looked at the orange lump suspiciously because if it's cheese you don't have to say it's food. You only say it's food when it isn't. Orange gloop I would have called it, but then it wouldn't sell, where it didn't seem to be flying off the shelf this way either.

    Spring arrives on the 21st, more or less. Got it. Well you just knock yourself out there world because I've just ordered a pizza and I'm going to watch the Boston-Washington game, pig out, and probably fall asleep during the game with my feet up. It would be proper that those who walk in our shoes get certain exemptions or benefits afterwards; but, there are none. When you're lucky, life feels more ordinary again. Or so I've heard.
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    It is indeed a planetary alignment-like cosmic event trying to get the teeth to last just until the body gives out. One doesn't want to put the price of a small yacht into the pearlies (and implants, crowns, etc) to be only admired by the mortician the next week. At the same time, good teeth are an asset both for mastication and for looking good, so definitely a worthwhile investment.

    No one has invented a car whose parts all wear out at the same time, so be it with the body and the teeth. I always take a moment at the dentist's office to do the math: estimated longevity vs cost. Because, in the end, it's money that makes the world go around, not love.
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    Hey wolf ..... You're still just a kid. Wait till you get GeorgieBoys age,

    GeorgirBoy went through his second childhood a long time ago.
    He's now on his fifth........

    How old is GeorgieBoy? ..... He's old enough to know better,
    but he still dosen't know better .......

    GeorgieBoy never reads the instructions. He just does what little kids do.
    He pushes every button to see what happens.......

    GeorgieBoy never locks his door. There's nothing in there worth
    stealing ........ except possibly his candy.

    Poor GeorgieBoy ..... He's almost completely used up
    the old body that he's been living in for 95 years.
    His eyes can barely see ..... His ears can barely hear.
    ......... His legs can barely walk ... .... His little brain
    can barely think........ The only thing he's got that still
    works is his big mouth.

    Oh, GeorgieBoy ....... What are we gonna do with you?

    Since he's almost deaf, he has to speak loud so he can
    hear what he's saying.

    He's still alive at Ninety-five..........
    Just hanging around for Meanness...........
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      CommentAuthorCharlotte
    • CommentTimeMar 20th 2017
     
    Had my PT today then was released with 100% range of motion. Still have pain but hopefully with time it will go away since it slowly is getting less, especially ROM behind my back. My left can go as far up my back as my right, so I am happy.

    Watching Dancing with the Stars. Charo is on it this season - hasn't changed a bit. Still as crazy as she ever was. Also have Nancy Kerrigan, Mt T (very stiff) and the first baseball player.

    Yesterday was sunny and warm. First day of spring cold, windy and gloomy.

    Neighbor lady is moving to Phoenix - gave me her small freezer. So nice to have something bigger than the RV freezer. I went to Costco and bought the Healthy Choice fudge bars now that I have a bigger freezer. I like them cause they are creamy. taste good and only 100 calories.
    • CommentAuthorLindylou
    • CommentTimeMar 21st 2017
     
    Robin came to the bird feeder this morning while we were having breakfast. I'm sure there is no access to the grubs they are usually looking for in this frozen white wilderness here in Massachusetts. Weather was warmer for a while yesterday to welcome spring but the weather people are predicting a possibility of more snow tonight or tomorrow last I heard.
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    Charlotte, glad to hear you've got the 100% range of motion. Now if the pain will only evaporate...

    Lindylou, we've had several robins flying around the bushes and patches of ground where the snow has melted off. Bandit would love to catch one, but has pretty much figured out that it's a waste of time to go after them. He is always on the leash....and I am not chasing after robins. lol
    • CommentAuthorWolf
    • CommentTimeMar 21st 2017 edited
     
    edited by Wolf
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    My Next Life by George Carlin

    I want to start my next life backwards: You start out dead and get that out of the way.

    Then you wake up in a nursing home feeling better every day.

    Then you get kicked out for being too healthy.
    Enjoy your retirement and collect your pension.

    Then when you start to work, you get a gold watch on your first day.
    You work forty years until you're too young to work.

    You get ready for high school. You drink alcohol, party, and you are generally promiscuous.

    Then you go to primary school, you become a kid, you play, and you have no responsibilities.

    Then you become a baby and then. . . you spend your last 9 months floating peacefully in Spa-like conditions -Central heating, room service on tap, and then. . .

    You finish off as an orgasm.
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      CommentAuthorCharlotte
    • CommentTimeMar 21st 2017
     
    Even in the cold and snow our birds around here are fat little buggers! So many of us feed them, why should they leave and go south? Use to have one quail couple that roamed the park. The babies grew up and left. Now they stay around and are fat guys - great if someone wanted quail to eat. Maybe because they are fat they would be too high in fat and cholesterol to safely eat!

    Elizabeth, I am sorry you guys are still getting snow but in all honesty you are more than welcome to keep it. The clouds and rain we are having is better. Of course, this is the desert where the sun is suppose to shine over 300 days of the year. I don't think we will make that unless they call the days it peaks out for 5 seconds a sunny day.

    The pain I am told can take a year or longer to go away. Some say it never does but I am determined mine will.
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      CommentAuthorCharlotte
    • CommentTime5 hours ago
     
    I heard from the VA social worker today and it didn't end too well. She called and left a message yesterday and when I called back today my name wasn't even familiar to her (red flag #1). She sounded awful young too (might be red flag #2). First she had to check to make sure they had paperwork giving permission to discuss stuff with me (definitely red flag 3). She proceeded to tell me since his illness was not service related the VA won't pay for nursing home care. If we can't afford it Medicare would pay (red flag 4). I told her I knew that Medicare doesn't pay for nursing homes, it would be Medicaid that we would rely on. She had no idea Medicare did not cover nursing home care. She said she would have to check on that. She apparently had no idea how much they would need to loose in daily personal care for placement. She told the VA could not help me. She told me to contact the service rep which I told her we had and my husband does not qualify for anything he could find. By this time I was livid, in tears and told her I am too tired after 9 plus years to put up with this game. Told her David from pallative care said social services could help me as we came to each new progression and needs. I am tired of one saying they can, another they can't, another they can, another they can't. She said she would talk to the nursing home placement nurse to find out. I told her please do cause I am tired of this crap. If the VA can't help that means I will need to switch him to a civilian doctor which I don't want to do. She was not happy and don't know if I will hear from her again.

    Later I was walking the dog when I stopped to visit with someone. She has an Australian Shepherd dog which we have never had a problem between him and Jasmine. We were standing there talking when all of a sudden he attacked her. I managed to get between them, picked up him in his middle holding him upside down then looked him straight in the face and yelled why did you do that. As I think about it I can't believe I did that. Didn't think about the danger or the weight with my surgery shoulder - I was just scared about Jasmine and angry at him. She appears to be OK was just scared which I don't blame her. In the brief instance I thought he had picked her up with his mouth around her middle but I see no signs of puncture wounds. Thank the Lord.

    Came home after I calmed down and cried. Twice in one day. I am tired of all this crap.
    • CommentAuthormyrtle
    • CommentTime5 hours ago
     
    Oh boy! You sure got a doozy. Given the way you handled the dog, I guess it's a good thing you weren't able to get you hands on that social worker. It sounds like you are ready for Art to be placed in LTC, even if he isn't ready. (I realize Medicaid would have to approve it.) You can only take so much. Hang in there, Charlotte. We are thinking of you.
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      CommentAuthormary75*
    • CommentTime5 hours ago
     
    Aww, Charlotte. Not a good day. I'm sorry it happened to you.That's some picture of you holding the Australian Shepherd dog upside down and then yelling at him. That takes some moxie.
    • CommentAuthorcassie*
    • CommentTime3 hours ago
     
    Charlotte, you are one brave lady! I am sorry that your day has been such a shocker, I truly hope that tomorrow will bring you something good.
    Peace and blessings to you.