I hope this works!! I have been trying to sign onto my blog for at least a YEAR. !!  Forgot my password and  Google would only TEXT it to me... I DON'T HAVE TEXTING ON MY PHONE!!!. I don't even know where to start. I have been on my computer daily thanks to the Laptop that I bought, so I don't have to get my big butt off of my recliner and go into the next room to go online!!  I really don't know what to say I am just flabberghasted that I got onto my blog so I felt I had to type SOMETHING!!  Now that I know that i am back in business I will think of something worth your while to read... I HOPE

Father's Day Med Scare.

last summer (2011) . I got something that is rare for me , but it happens... A blister. So I just take care of it diligently and after a while, it goes away. well, this summer, actually the end of the school, it happened again... so i went into doctor mode. using bacitracin and covering it.( I don't as a rule go to the doctor, because in the past, I've healed pretty well on my own... something which is rare for someone with Spina Bifida. Well one Sunday morning (Father's day to be specific), I got up went into the bathroom and didn't like what i saw. my blister was now a bloody infected cut.. ( practically overnight.!). So I called my mother into my bathroom, she took one look at it and took action. She couldn't call the Doctor or go there, because it was Sunday and the office was closed; she also thought it was not good to wait for Monday so off we went to the emergency room at St Charles Hospital; Mom drove me because we wanted to go to this Emergency room since all my Orthopedic records were there. .we got there and there was no Orthopedist on duty so they gave me a Podiatrist. I never used one before because my Orthopedic took care of all of my foot issues. So the doctor came in and took one look at my foot and next thing I knew I was admitted . The next day or so I was seen by an 'INFECTIOUS DISEASE SPECIALIST' ( CUE PANIC). on one of the days i was sent down for a PICC line. I was in the hospital a week and sent home.. I was on IV antibiotics for the month of July and given a clean bill of health by the end of the summer.I was still going to the podiatrist for the toe which still wasn't healing 100%. School started up again in September and  about a month into it, The 'toe from hell' struck again so i went to the doctor and we decided it was best to just remove the toe!!

surgery ( take 2)

Well, I finally had my surgery. I was home for a week with a PICC line that my mother took care of. went back into the hospital and had the surgery. The day of the surgery I went down and the OR seemed so bright, I am so used to dark scary OR's. I saw all the team there Dr Felderman, Dr Garbus and others. They made sure they positioned me OK before putting me under. That was a breeze since I had my PICC line and they didn't have to go hunting for a vein. I woke up in recovery and went back to the room. I seemed pretty awake. Mom stayed with me on a chair in the room 24/7. II was there another week, half the time still on a liquid diet (UGH). Since the surgery I had mucous in my throat that I couldn't cough up because of my stitches. I felt like I was choking and the nurse called in the Respiratory team who tried to put a tube down my nose into my throat; That didn't go over very well, ...I couldn't stop gagging and finally the guy gave up. Eventually I went to sleep and the next day one of the nurses came in and was coaching me on coughing. I went home. I came home and still couldn’t go back to work.I missed the end of the school year and feel really bummed about it. It still doesn’t feel like summer time to me.

another surgery!

Well, Something has happened that hasn't happened since 1997.... I am Hospital bound!!! I went to the doctor on a Wednesday for a nasty Bladder infection ( very common in those with Spina Bifida) and when he catheterized me he  didn't like what he saw so he sent me to see a Colo-Rectal specialist the next day. when I got to the Colo-rectal  Doctor ( who by the way is very cute) he said he was admitting me to the hospital. --RIGHT FROM THE OFFICE!! So last Thursday I found myself in Winthrop, on a liquid diet, Pending surgery a week later. I had to go to Radiology and get a PICC line put in . the procedure wasn't that bad and now i don't need to be poked with needles, everything goes into the port ( Well, ALMOST everything, I still need finger pricks for blood sugars and shots in the tummy for anti clotting meds) well, the morning of the surgery came and next thing I know my doctor came in to say the surgery was postponed...TILL NEXT WEEK!!!  So I am home now till next week, So much for EMERGENCY surgery!!!

Doin' the Laundry

well I didn't realize how long it's been since I've blogged about my new surroundings.  I am actually a pro at the laundry now!! I've done lots of successful loads. -- Dark, white, stain removal, folded, put back into draws. etc!!! Wish I had made a bet with my family, as to if I was goimg to follow through,.....I'd be rich!!

My New Bedroom and washer/dryer

been sleeping in my room now for a month. a few weeks ago Joe set up my washer/dryer the day before he had to go on a trip. well, mom and I were alone in the house and decided to try it out. we ( I ) put the clothes in and the soap, shut the door turned the dials and proceeded to go into the kitchen to eat dinner. when all of a sudden we heard this loud BANGING!!! We went into the room and saw the washer/dryer going crazy swaying back and forth and actually moving across the room ( I thought this stuff only happened on cheezy '70's sitcom  episodes )  we rebalanced the clothes and shut the door. a few minutes later the same thing happened, so mom ended up finishing  the clothes  down the basement. now we just have to wait for Joe to get home to see what the heck happened!!!

My New Bedroom Christmas Day

Woke up in my new bedroom Christmas morning. I'm not used to all the windows so it was very bright. But very cozy. went into the new big bathroom and into the shower; It was so easy!! The inspector came and gave a thumbs up to everything... except the ramp ( which we have had for 17 YEARS!!!)  he said the new code calls for a metal railing to go along the ramp and steps. So Joe went out and bought the necessary materials. ( complying to NYC code!) it was huge metal piping, not very decorative. I didn't mind but I thought mom was going to have a stroke. but, when they saw how easy it was for me to ascend the stairs she accepted it. so all that was left was to wait for the inspector... again!!
The inspector came for the second time and we were all set for him to approve the railing. when he left the house he called Joe and UGH!!! the railing has to go along the WHOLE deck not just the steps. so we are still not approved. Update to come!!!

My New Bedroom

Well, it's finally here, tonight I will be sleeping in my new bedroom.  -- let me start from the beginning. The whole venture started over the summer, I wanted to expand my bathroom to be wheelchair accessible and we decided to add on to my bedroom as a whole-10 feet to be exact.
 The first thing we did was get a contractor, my neighbor's relative.Then we needed a plumber, so we asked my uncle who's good friend, Jay, is a plumber, but he couldn't do the work, so he brought in someone else and he would consult.-- Here is a small world story, The partner is the uncle of  one of my friends from the Spina Bifida clinic who I have recently got in touch with trough Facebook!! Well, my friend and i had a laugh over that. Unfortunately, he didn't work out and we had to get another plumber.

My New Bedroom (Part II)

This past weekend the contractors have been putting in my bathroom: On Saturday at dinner, Mom asked me about where to put grab bars and brought me into the room which has the sink toilet and shower pan already installed along with the tile. We needed now to place grab bars for when i am maneuvering from the sink to toilet to the shower and also to my new washer/dryer. so she had me going through the motions and, as usual, we had a little... SARCASTIC FOR ...HUGE...; tiff. She would ask me the same question over and OVER!! Frustrated, I said ' exactly what answer to you want me to give.' (OK wrong thing to say  guess ) she stormed out and that was the end of the bathroom venture for the night.  I went into the kitchen and the table was not cleaned off but I said to myself ( If i clean it off she'll comment, so the heck with it ) and of course she came out and said  'So you couldn't even clear the table' -( Damned if I do, Damned if I don't). We went to bed in a huff.
 Sunday morning we woke up and made up. I took a shower , had breakfast and Mom, Joe and Myself went into the room to figure out the grab bar situation,

My New Bedroom/sitting room

Well, it's Friday and the time is almost here the room is DONE.!!!!!! all that Is left is some touch up painting ( Mom's in there as I write) and to get all my furniture back in the room!! tomorrow I will go down the basement where my stuff has been stored and go through it and TRY to purge some stuff I don't need ( wish me luck I am never really good at getting rid of stuff!!) Mom says that I should be sleeping in my room Saturday night!!!

My new Bedroom-- First Installment of more to come

Well,today the painters are here. They are painting the walls of my new bigger Bedroom. Tan and Shark (blue) I just went to see the progress and it is beautiful! Let me backtrack…. I thought I started this entry when I began this venture, but apparently not, so I have a lot of ground to cover

. Over the summer, I decided to expand my bedroom into a sitting area since this is where I spend most of my time (other than times like now when I am on the computer playing games, and writing my blog).



Throughout this ordeal I have moved temporarily into the back spare bedroom, I thought it was going to be a nuisance but the bed is SOOO COMFORTABLE, even more than my day bed. Mom said it's because there is a board between the box spring and mattress, so she said Joe will put a board in my bed if I want (and I DO!)



The First thing I picked out was my floor; I went with my Aunt Patti and my mother to G Fried Carpet. and met a salesperson I can't remember his name I just recall he was a Yankee fan and the Yankees were playing that night so he and my Aunt ( another staunch Yankee fan) were chatting away about the game and the players ( HO!HUM!) The walls were filled from top to bottom with samples. I told him I needed a floor that had good traction and one that wouldn't scuff, since I sometimes use my wheelchair in the house. That narrowed it down to a reasonable amount. I started to pick out tiles and --You guessed it,-- Mom found something wrong with EVERY choice I made; the first one I picked and loved Mom said that it had a pattern in it, and it would drive me nuts when it was down. after biting my tongue, I picked 4 samples, gave a deposit and took them home - One was too white, I said it made my room look like an examination room in a doctors office, and another, which I really liked, Mom said it had a color in it that would clash if I wanted to change my color scheme, even though to me it looked neutral. (The HS Art major strikes again).In the end I ended up with my original pick. (Score 1 for me)
Next stop, Blackman, a bathroom showcase place where I saw many bathrooms set up, again nothing struck me right away. The place was HUGE! There I picked out a sink. and toilet: I saw a shower from a vendor in my book from the Abilities Expo, but It was a one piece pre fabricated and the material seemed slippery so I bought three pieces separate; a shower pan, shower chair and a hand shower. the contractors ( a neighbor's cousin and his son) have been working diligently to get my room framed out. and finally finished that, the spackler was here and took two days. and boy did my room finally look like a room.

My summer Florida Vacation

The first week of July, Mom and I did what we've been doing for the past few summers; packed up and took a off for Florida with my Aunt Patti.We got there on July 6th; Patti stayed for 5 days and in that time we swam in the pool,.went to her in-laws for a visit .and our cousins' kids and grandkids came. We went to Hollywood beach and  rented one of those terrific beach wheelchairs, all we had to do was show a license. (you can even buy one  from http://www.wheeleez.com/ ). Mom and Patti wheeled me right down to the water, and I went in;. the waves were amazing; mom and Patti were holding on to me for dear life, Had fun but lost a pair of earrings in the process. On another day, Mom and I took Auntie to 'Le Tub' a fantastic hamburger place near the water. we got a table in the back and the waitress asked us if we wanted bug spray... after a while we took her up on the offer it was very buggy (guess the flies like the burgers too!!). The hamburgers were delicious, but that's not all we were treated too, while looking out at the water we started to see what looked like air bubbles from fish; everyone got up from their seats too look out; It turned out to be ...MANATEES!! Our waitress said she's been working there for more than 10 years and this was the First time she saw a Manatee!!! HOW EXCITING!!Patti left and we stayed for another 2 weeks, at first we felt homesick but we stayed, and got down to business decorating our condo.First up was  my room; I had to do something with nanny's old furniture. We realized we couldn't get rid of it, so we did the next best thing... Changed the draw pulls; and boy did that change the look completely from 'Nanny old-fashioned' to 'Lisa Modern'. Then we (Read: 'mom') made new slipcovers for the living room couch throw pillows. and, finally, what we have set out to do for the last few trips down....Put a fresh coat of paint and went to the store and bought new chairs and cushions for the lanai, AAAHHH beautiful......

Runnin' on empty

  OK, so the other day I went to work and after had to go to a union meeting. when I got to there, I looked at my gas gauge and I saw that it only had 4 dots!!  this is how I judge whether or not to get gas, mom and I figured out that each dot is a gallon-- anyway,  I had all  intentions of going home after the meeting and telling my mother but of course I got side-tracked and forgot!! well, the next morning mom went out to turn my car around (17 years experience and I still can't back out of our driveway) and she noticed that my gas was low.  i said that i meant to tell her and forgot. She said not to worry that i had enough to get to work and she'd get me gas when I got home; So off to work I went.
 Well, I got as far as the turn before Motor Parkway and panic set in, . Now, I don't know how many of you have noticed in your travels, but there are not many Full Service gas stations around these days, so when I saw a one I decided it's now or never and turned off the Service Road to get gas. So I'm sitting outside in my car and not an attendant to be found, so I had to ask someone heading in to the store to get one for me, and he so nicely informed me that this was a self serve island. So I had to go through the edited version of how a disabled individual can get their gas pumped at a self serve price. Anyway the man finally came out and of course I was parked in front of a pump that was out of order, so I had to maneuver to another pump --back up turn the wheeel, pull forward .!.repeat!( this was an interesting experience) I got the gas, called work to say I may be late, and was on my way. No sooner was I on the main road  did I realize my trunk was open. ( I did this when trying to open the gas tank.!) not to panic up ahead at a red light  I saw construction workers; I rolled down my window and asked the guy to close my trunk. then proceeded. Well, I got to work with time to spare, and called my mom and told her about my experience.

A day out Shopping --(WITHOUT my mother)

Last weekend,  my mom and Joe were doing yard work to prepare for the upcoming Mother's Day Brunch, my aunt called me up and asked me if I wanted to go to the movies  or just take a ride around since it was such a beautiful day; after thinking I said let's take a ride. When in the car, I remembered that I needed new sneakers for the summer so we decided to go out east to Tanger Outlets in Riverhead where they have SAS shoes.. this store is good because it carries shoes in wide widths ( DOUBLE wide to be exact) and they supposedly came out with a new sneaker. So Aunt Patti and I went inside and it was very busy.  I asked about the new sneakers and the sales person measured my feet and brought a pair out.I put them on my feet(after a bit of a tug-of-war with a shoehorn and the sales lady), got up out of the chair and walked around when I looked in the mirror, my feet looked HUGE , (and not in a good way)I didn't want to make a rash decision so I walked up and down the store for a while, but in the end I wasn't too crazy about them. That is when the lady said that she had the same pair of shoes I had on-- SAS Free Time-- in White ( the pair I had on were beige.) so she went to get them. I put them on and, again, walked around the store, looking in the mirror... I loved them .A white shoe that had support and looked like a summer sneaker; a win!!... I thought. I turned to my aunt and said I like them but,  I can hear my mother now saying 'why did you get another pair of shoes? I told you to buy sneakers.' well, my aunt said she liked them, and I should make my own decision. (Imagine that make my own decision at ONLY 44 years old ,lol!). So I bought them and out the door I went. When in the car driving home my cell rang and it was my mother I told her that we went to the outlets and without asking me she said "Oh, I wish I'd known, you could've bought your sneakers there"  and I said " year it's too bad... oh well- (WINK WINK) when i hung up I told My Aunt what she said and we both laughed.Then we decided to get an ice cream at Friendly's and while we were there I bought a Chicken Caesar Salad since Mom said she didn't know what to make for dinner. On the way home my aunt wanted to stop at a farm stand to get fresh eggplant, we stopped at two before a farmer said they were not in season (BUMMER). so we just drove back to my place. I said to my aunt,   'Don't mention my new sneakers see if my mother notices them'. When we got back to my place Mom and Joe were working in the back yard I called her over and started talking seeing if she'd notice. she didn't, so I pointed them out and, wouldn't you know it, my Mother had a hissy fit!!!  

WHY DID YOU BUY THOSE??  YOU HAVE A PAIR ALREADY!!?

'I tried to explain that I tried on the sneakers but they didn't look good,and that the shoes were different. because they were white. She wasn't buying that and said now we have to go all the way back to Riverhead to return them and get the 'RIGHT ONES'!! I just looked at my aunt who tried to stick up for me but to no avail and rolled my eyes. we said goodbye and she took off.-- with my wheelchair still  in her trunk--  so she turned around and came back and talked with my mother, I decided not to stick around and went into the computer room. a little while later mom came in and looked at my shoes and said 'Oh wow they ARE white' ....DUH!... and did her nervous giggle .When I said 'now do you feel dumb yelling?',she started to make up some story that she really believed that  I was joking and I had my same shoes on that I  left with and that she was playing along she would've never yelled at me if she thought i was serious (Yeah right!!) Well, in the end we made up as we usually do after the scolding and everything is back to normal!! Can't wait until the next outing!

It's a crappy job but someone's gotta do it

I don't want to alarm anyone I just want to share my experiences. I have never been regular from 'Day 1' . I was mostly constipated. i was on everything imaginable ( senokot, citric of magnesia, suppositories, senna tea) nothing worked. when i was 14 i went to a school where my nerves were shot, I started having like a colitis. and one day found myself in the girl's room crying because my bowels let loose big time. when i started to try daily laxatives, i could not hold my bowels and I would go anywhere at any time. i Didn't have any sort of regular routine. then in 1987 when i started work, i I would use a laxative on the weekends. i still had some acidents during the week in the beginning. but now, 22 years of persistence later, what i do is take a combination of laxatives ( what i affectionately call my 'BOMB') on friday or saturday night, It works me through the night and most of the next day. I don't make any plans for that day but it is worth it. It cleans me out enough that i can go the whole week without an accident and my body is so used to it now that i don't feel sick and I can go to work without any worry. this solution is not for everyone, but it works for me!!

Home Alone--- Sorta

Well, let's talk about the past week.
On Monday, Columbus Day, My Mom and Joe took off for Florida for an 8 day vacation, So Grandma is staying at my house with me for the duration. I can do most tasks by myself, but I still need that occassional assistance. It's not enough assistance to require paying for a home health aide, but enough to warrant someone stay in the house with me, mostly during the night and the morning hours getting ready for work. Some of those things are: being around when I am taking a shower in the a.m.( just in case I channel the 'I've fallen and I can't get up' lady), and helping me to and from my car just in case the weather is bad, Sometimes even driving me, Not because I am afraid to drive in bad weather- I am just as good/bad as the next guy on the road- It's when I get out of the car into the elements that the issues usually start; Putting my crutch down on an icy patch or a wet floor, and walking against the wind!( if a stranger saw me walking into the building with my belongings- Pocketbook, lunch bag and backpack- against even the mildest wind and rain, They'd swear I was drunk! ) Anyway, back to the week-- The first few days were o.k. because I had work to take up much of the day but the weekend gets kinda nuts, you see I like to be by myself; hang out on the'puter and watch the 'tele' but people feel I need to be entertained. I rarely get phone calls from relatives, but as soon as Mom is away it's: ' wanna go to a movie?', 'to dinner?,' How 'bout I come over and watch tv?'. Don't get me wrong I like the people offering but i'd just as soon stay home alone with my thoughts. So far so good, last night I did my Weekend ritual for my bowels and I haven't had any problems-YET! Not that I plan on having any, but it's always in the back of my mind. Mom always did the major clean ups and I don't want gram to have to so I'm doing the best I can. grandma feels when I go to do something myself It's because I don't want her to do it. that's not totally true, I just want to see how much I can do myself before I ask, and so far so good!! Anyway that's all I have for now I am about to play cards with Gram. She keeps beating me!!!

first week of work

Well, just finished my first 2 weeks of work after a short, little 10 week vacation!! ( Insert pity remarks here-- lol!! ) It went well. I went off to work with 2 new items: my new car and my new frameless eyeglasses. Nobody commented on my new car, which I understand since nobody saw me drive up in it how can they know who it belongs to? But after going through the whole week talking to and having lunch with my coworkers, only FOUR people noticed my glasses! Could it be the fact that I'm only 4'9" and the ones who noticed were the select few who share my..ahem.. 'point of view' (literally)?? Maybe.




It's nice being back into a routine. You see, if I don't have anything scheduled to do, I usually don't do anything. I'm not one to initiate visitations with friends; I guess I always think that if they wanted to be with me, THEY would've called ME ( stupid I know, but that's what i think, ...I THINK) lol and I'm not one to sporadically get into the car and drive to the park, beach or anywhere where alone just for the heck of it. when I go places I like to be with people. If I want to be alone I'd just... stay home.



I've had this job since 1987, I kinda fell into it. You see, I had been going to college. I graduated SUNY Farmingdale with a 2-year degree in Early Childhood Education, then I transferred to SUNY Old Westbury with intentions of taking Mathematics for teaching. Well,... only ONE week into my stay in a dorm. I got sick and had to drop out... missing that semester! I had a surgery and was 1/2 way back to normal by January, but not enough to go back to Dorm in college, so I decidedthat, to keep myself busy, I'd take 2 courses at SUNY Farmingdale, this time as a commuter.


that semester ended ( 2 A's , well worth it) and summer came. Well, wouldn't you know it, just before the new semester was to start, You guessed it... ANOTHER SURGERY and another missed semester!! Well, I wasn't about to sit around twiddling my thumbs for another 4 months,so I decided to get a 'temporary' job until I was back on my feet; enough to go back to school. I started as a part-time lunch relief aide ( a lot of walking the halls!) and in 2004, I went full-time as an aide ( 'Paraprofessional' is the 'PC' term these days) 23 years later I'm still at my temporary job... why mess with a good thing? I went to night school and finished at Dowling with a Special Ed degree, but along the way I decided to stay as an aide...job security. I used to think that I was not living up to my potential-- along with many people I worked with who reminded me of the same-- but today I feel I have a great job: Stability, a retirement system and the biggest reason of all---MEDICAL BENEFITS!!---- There's a great feeling when you can go to a doctor of your choosing have him do all the procedures and write him/her a check a fraction of the cost.--That is worth more than any clout a teaching job would get me. and I don't have to worry about lesson plans, State tests or parents with insane requests. It's a great gig!

a Relaxing Massage

Well, last October I gave my mother a present, A trip to a beauty salon to get her eyelashes lengthened; (It took forever to find the place, because they didn't say it was a small operation in the back of a Fitness place!!.) It started when I met a woman at a baby shower and we commented on her beautiful lashes, she said they were fake. Mom's lashes fell out in one eye from nerves and she always wanted to do something about it. so the lady gave me the name of the salon and I bought her a gift certificate- Last October- Mom was excited but as always too busy to pay attention to herself. So time went by and it's now September and only one month till the certificate expires, so Mom convinced ME to use the coupon for a facial. but she wanted me to pretend I was her. ( I hate lying so I was hoping the lady didn't question, and she DIDN'T!! PHEW!!! )well we found it and I got on the table, and proceeded to close my eyes to relax (this is an important bit of info to remember.) She wanted to do a full chemical peel but I was chicken; I didn't want my BEAUTIFUL FLAWLESS SKIN to get ruined. So she just gave me the basics. when I put my head back my neck hurt a little , MOM was there watching and I didn't want to make a big deal out of it!! So I toughed it out. she put on the cream , then the humidifier and it felt great. She left the room for a bit to take a phone call and came back, then started picking at my skin. when she was done getting the MANY BLACKHEADS (According to her) the next thing I know I felt this HEAVY thing go on my whole face ( remember my eyes were closed to RELAX) Well here's where the fun started I FREAKED OUT ' sat right up hyperventilated feeling like i was going to suffocate! I felt like a jerk. The lady left the room again for me to relax. after a bit I felt I'd try again so Mom showed me the mask and it looked harmless so I laid down and my mother put it on me and I was relaxed again. ...I think this is related to my fear of the Anesthesia mask they used on me as a kid. I never liked it and one day at home i was watching an episode of 'Mr. Roger's Neighborhood' where he had to go to the hospital for surgery. When they were putting the mask on him, he held it in his hands and examined it and talked about it. So, the next time I was in the hospital and they proceeded to put the mask on my I went to reach for it just to touch it and.... The nurses HELD MY HANDS DOWN AND PUT THE MASK OVER MY FACE AND WOULDN'T LET GO!! ever since then I didn't like the mask and had IV to put me to sleep.. also back in those days, Mom wasn't allowed to stay with me overnight or walk to the OR with me!! I HATED the hospital when i was younger... more like feared! (Anyway back to the story)

...So we're Waiting, and waiting and WAITING!! for this woman to come back and finally she does... 20 minutes later!! She said that her groomer called before and said she could take her dog NOW because they had a cancellation, so the woman ...left me on the table, went home, picked up her dog and took him to the groomer!!! ( I can't believe she told me this with a straight face !!) Well, finished the facial and I look terrific, paid the lady and left (after I bought a necessary cream of course!!) When I got home my neck started to hurt a little. and the next day it was killing me ... that'll teach me to speak up when I'm uncomfortable.

Loooong Day, but productive

Well the day started out at 8:30 am and it was off to the eye doctors for an 11:15 appointment. I got there and the doctor came in and gave me part of the exam and proceeded to dilate my eyes for part II, at which time he left the room for the drops to take effect... which they did very effectively. He finished the exam gave me a prescription for eyeglasses and I left. My next stop was spur of the moment. Mom and I decided to pay a visit to the place that originally installed my hand controls on my Accord 22 years ago. We had the hand controls that Joe took off my car the night before ;( It wasn't an easy job but he figured he'd save them) The guy at the shop took one look at them and said they were dinosaurs and couldn't reuse them, but the Mobility Rebate that I am getting from Honda should cover new ones and part of the car topper, so it wasn't a total loss. Then it was off to the bank for a bank check so I can purchase my new car. (EXCITING) Well, I got to the bank and all went well until I had to 'sign here' - Help my eyes are still dilated!!- that was an interesting experience. we got the check and it was off to my Grandmother's house to pickup my aunt then to the dealer to get the car. - Let me backtrack, I called the dealer to verify the check amount and newsflash she gave me an amount LARGER than what we had discussed, she tried to cook up a story that the former quote didn't include all the fees. so I did what any 43-year old mature woman would do....handed my mother the phone... LOL!! after a few words with her, things were ironed out. we proceeded to pick up my Aunt to help us get the car since the hand controls were not installed yet. ( the dealer put the controls on my last two cars but this time said they couldn't do it for 'LIABILITY' let me throw up!!) . I signed the papers ( with my eyes still not recovered) and Mom got in the driver's seat (HEY! What's wrong with this picture???!!). Let me tell you about Nerves! every time she had to brake, my heart stopped and when I'd see an 18-wheeler LOOKOUT!! We got home put my new car in the garage and had a snack and it was off to the optometrist in the van to get my new glasses, ( and not a day too soon since mine broke 2 days ago!!) Got the glasses then Mom and Joe wanted to take me to dinner at my favorite restauraunt, but I was sooooo *%^& !!EXHAUSTED that I settled for a tuna sandwich and a cup of tea. got in the house, sat in the recliner, put my legs up right away and AAAAHHHHH! Home at last!!Boy my car looks terrific in the driveway!!

Snooping around

Just had a thought. Doesn't everyone like to go over other peoople's houses and when they use the bathroom they just can't help themselves but snoop in the medicine cabinet. OOOH look at what we have here: Tums, Ben-Gay and massage lotions, Senokot-S, Dulcolax, eye wash, Efferdent Plus.Oh i can't stop there let's look under the sink: Depends, plastic bags,...By now you may be saying to yourself 'Hey Lisa stop snooping in your Grandmother's bathroom, you may get caught' . Well, that's highly unlikely since the bathroom cabinets I'm talking about are..... MINE!!! Yes all those wonderful items belong to me; a healthy, attractive ( if I do say so myself) 43 -year old!! You may ask be asking yourself 'What's a healthy, attractive 43 year old doing with a medicine cabinet full of those items?? well these items help me stay that way.
These are some of the items , Let's go over them one-by-one, shall we:
TUMS: Or as I sometimes like to refer to them - my'after dinner mint' ... and breakfast and lunch....since I do not move around often, My metabolism is kinda sluggish so after almost every meal I let out one heckuva 'BBBBEEEEELLLCCCHHH!' Now when I am in a public place I try to stiffle it as much as I can but it just makes the indigestion worse, so I make up the difference when I am in the comforts of my own home. As one member of my family says: ' there goes the teapot again'
Ben-Gay and Massage lotions: Walking around for almost 40 years on crutches, my arms are a Bursitic mess, from my shoulders to the tips of my fingers. My hips ache a lot too since i don't use my knees or thighs I just pivot from my hips to walk. I always joke when I am out and do a lot of walking that I am going to ; go home take off my shoes and braces, but my feet up and soak my HANDS in a tub of water!! LOL. also every month my trusty nurse Carolyn gets out the massage table that my former massage left for me and gives me a massage from head to toe. the Massage is great, and the rates are even BETTER!!
Senokot-S and dulcolax. Or as I lovingly refer to it... 'MY BOMB' If you follow my blog, you know I partake in this ritual at least once a week. Some days it's uneventful and I am good to go out by 2:00pm other days well, I'm up around 1 am sometimes I get a gagging reflex, sometimes I start flashing and mom has to use a cool cloth to relax me, sometimes the pain feels like I am about to give birth to a prehistoric animal...OUCH! but it's absolutely worth it since I know I can go the week to work without an incident ( remember the story of me in High School in the girl's bathroom?)
Eye-wash- nothing majorly medically wrong, it's just that my eyes get tired alot and I like the soothing of the eye wash. That reminds me of a story.. I was 15 years old and I had to get a new pair of glases since mine broke. when i went to the place they said they wouldn't give me glasses without an eye exam. I always go to an Opthamologist since I have a shunt and he checks for pressure behind the eyes and gives me a full work-up but since I needed the glasses ASAP (20/200 vision) I let her do it. Well she very nicely informed me that i had the eyes of a 50 Year-old MAN!! let's just squash a teenager's self-elstem shall we??
Okay, back to the contents of my bathroom shall we:
Depends: I dont FULLY Depend on them (pun intended) but I have the occassional oops with the bladder ( and sometimes bowel) and i don't know when it's going to happen so I stay prepared.
and last, but certainly not least, I have a package of .
Efferdent handy for the times I need to soak my...... Retainer, come on you didn't think I was going to say dentures did you??
Anyway that is the infamous tour of my bathroom. Hope you enjoyed it as much as i did snooping around. Till next time.....