Monday, January 26, 2015

Chloe Jo & I

I believe what doesn't kill me makes me stronger. I believe that I can get through anything, as long as I know what I am dealing with. I then try very hard to focus on the task at hand and get through it. Prayer does help. But, I am human.

This month has been one of those very trying months.  To begin the month, Bill's truck didn't take the subzero weather well, so he had some breakdown issues. Of course, that affects loads, deliveries, and payroll. It also increases stress.

Computer issues were prevalent lately, too. Taxes, medical claims, almost everything is done via computer, now. Of course, correspondence and blogging is mixed in there, too. It is hard to get anything done when that happens. 

As you know, last week while rushing around trying to get things done, I fell down my back stairs. I really bruised myself up badly and broke two ribs, displacing them. It is difficult to even breathe. There is no comfortable position. I am focusing on healing, and I will get through it.

Today was another story. Chloe Jo was having trouble using the litter box this morning. It seemed she may have stones, again. My heart breaks for her when she is sick. I bundled her up and we spent the day at the vet's office. She had x-rays, blood work, and a urinalysis. 

The initial tests show her bladder is enlarged and her kidneys are very small. We are not sure why this is happening. Nothing could be noted in her bladder to be causing this enlargement. We are unsure about the smaller than normal kidneys, too. She could still have stones that were not visible to us on the film. Her blood values seemed pretty in line with her usual results, except for her gall bladder, which was elevated. 

Chloe Jo was sent home with medication to help with calming inflammation and relaxing her, too. We are hoping things will settle down. She stresses easily, which always makes things worse for her health issues.  I am praying for her to feel better and to be relieved of these painful issues. She is our baby.

Please keep Chloe Jo in your thoughts and prayers, too. I will keep you posted as I am able.

Tuesday, January 20, 2015

Haste Makes Waste

Yesterday was a typical busy Monday. I had my week planned out. However, things don't always work out the way we plan. As I hurried out the door from one chore to the next, I fell down my back stairs. I knew I was very bruised from my face to my knees, but my back is extremely bad. 

After a very rough night, Bill (who is on the road) convinced me to call the doctor, who immediately sent me for X-Rays.  Along with deep bruises inside and out (especially my liver), I have two broken ribs. This explains why I cannot get comfortable in any position I am in, whether it is sitting or laying down. I am also having trouble breathing. 

Consequently, I am forced into a blogging break until I can get this under control. I really hope that will be very soon, because this is excruciating. Thanks for your kind thoughts. I appreciate it. Be safe.

Sunday, January 18, 2015

What Dogs Have Taught Me

I have learned valuable lessons from people, but the things that I have learned from animals have left deep impressions within me. I have often said that animals are genuine. I believe this. They have no ulterior motives. They are honest in their emotion and their actions. Animals do not lie.

Several years ago, before the Internet, blogging, and social media, I had several pieces of my writing published in literary magazines. Along with many poems, I had a series of dog essays published. I have not shared them since then, but after much encouragement, I plan to do so now.

I am widely known as a “cat person”, but the truth is that I need dogs, too. In the future, I will share my cat stories. There are many. But, while cats address one side of me, dogs address the other. It is yin and yang; balance. Without both, I feel a sense of loss.

Each dog that has come into my life has taught me something. Just as each dog has been unique, their lessons have been, too. Admittedly, I have been a good student. I have paid attention. I wanted the bond that they offered. I sought their simple wisdom. 

I will share each dog in the order that they entered my life. In addition, I will share their stories over time. I want each to stand on their own, as they do in my heart. 


Things said and unsaid, 
both raw and painful. 
Scars ran deep,
wounds beneath 
never able to heal.
Things could never
be undone; 
compromise and tolerance 
worn far too thin.  
Defeat was now
too heavy to bear, 
even together.
Walking away, 
time and silence 
swallowed their leftover 
unspoken words.

Saturday, January 17, 2015

Fill-In Fun #197

The "Follow Four Fill-In" is hosted by Hilary at Feeling Beachie. Each week, she posts statement with blanks. Our mission, should we choose to accept, is to copy the statement and fill in the blanks on our blogs. Then link up to her blog for sharing. Hilary is always looking for co-hosts and more statements for us to fill in. Please visit her, and let her know your suggestions!

The statements & My Answers: #197:

1. Do I have insomnia, or just an overactive mind? I may have forgotten how to sleep, perhaps. It is truly getting exhausting.

2. If only people were as genuine as animals then respect would be more prevalent.

3. Every girl needs a good role model , and every boy needs one, too

4. I would love to learn about other religions and cultures, but I do not want to have to defend my own, in my own country. America is my place of birth. We need to get back to our roots and what made America strong, before it is too late

Have a relaxing weekend!

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Friday, January 16, 2015

All the Bright Places

By Jennifer Niven

This is an emotionally charged novel about two mismatched young people. Violet is a popular cheerleader; manic Finch is considered the school “freak”. It seems they should have nothing in common, but they do.

Violet is trying desperately to cope with the sudden loss of her sister.  A car accident took the life of her sister, leaving Violet the sole survivor of the crash. She is left with devastating guilt, causing her to rethink life.

Finch leads a manic way of life giving him the label, “The Freak”. He is always changing his persona and his outlook. He is also constantly plagued by thoughts of depression and suicide.
One day the two teens meet through dangerous and unusual circumstances. Together, they set off on a life altering journey. Neither one of them will ever be the same. 

Jennifer Niven has written an extraordinary novel that goes far beyond youthful angst. This brave, heartrending story delves into the deep recesses of the troubled teenaged psyche. Watch for the movie based on this incredible book.