2-17-2012

  Misty came through her surgery great and in a couple of weeks should be healed and they will know if another surgery is needed.

  I busted an ankle last, don't remember if this is the first time or the second. I've debated on telling the unusual dream and way it happened. At the rate I'm going I think graceful is out of the question. I figure I'll give it another week to see if it improves. Next month I visit Dr. Panella, after a scan, plus I said I'd start Hyperbaric O2 again... maybe. I really don't want to. It is been a month, a long month. Seems sometimes when it rains it pours. Some personal issues that I won't go into. But also next month Baby will have a birthday and it will be 2 years I think since dad died, same day as our our Anniversary.  23 years this one.

  But I will end this with humor and something to ponder, as to the ankle bang. I was sleeping well. Most dreams I never remember them, actually I don't think I do dream, but this night was different. I've not had a dream like this before. I just started walking on a dirt road into a town like area like Mayberry, RFD. Now I saw no signs or anything but it felt like it. Dad was standing, smiling, glad to see me. Slowly as I approached I saw more and more loved ones. Dad was standing there, looked in his 30s. Annie and Papa were there along with Keith to the right side, then other kin slowly walked from the mist. People began to come forward toward me. I hear a couple of them. There were people who I haven't yet met, yet I know them too, and they knew me as well. They all seemed in their 30's. They walked closer to me and I them I awoke. It was great, and for some reason in black & white, like a gray scale like old TV shows were. As I got closer suddenly it felt like somebody tossed me in a spin, three times to be exact, and I felt my ankle hit twice. Once on the top of the night stand and once on the top of the humidifier. I stood the humidifier back up. It's about knee high and water was coming out onto the floor.     

  I'll eventually have to make a move with the Non Hodgkin's, one way or the other as it has expanded quite a lot this time. Thank God for Neuropathy sometimes, my feet look kind of rough and the patches have advanced to where they would hurt. Funny how sometimes what looks like curses can become blessings. Sometimes I hit a wall though and just want to scream, except I haven't that ability anymore. Maybe this is one of those stages one goes through, growing pains, except the pain is real, so is the fatigue. I think most days the thought of there are many people worse off helps keep one focused. Other times it is just words, depressing words. I heard a person on the radio say "Use me oh Lord", and I thought, believe me you don't want that. Course you could also land healthy as a horse at a beach, but that probably won't happen. Add to the bothers though is that once again we're out of hay and it is too muddy to load the calves that should have been taken last year off.  But before the dream end and could touch a force in the dream ended just as fast. I must have taken  a fast roll off the bed , from a distance. I landed about 2 ft from the Bed and relented to go back to. It felt like I flipped 3 times. I crashed either my foot or ankle on the corner of the night stand, then landed on the humidifier. I was in pain, yet nobody heard that. Somehow though I got back up and into bed, in pain but at the same time a good feeling. I started this post on the 17th but never finished it. Even now I hesitate about actually posting it. So if this don't make sense thats why. I reread the first part and it looked like primitive English. I tried to correct it and then saw later on I had explained things later. I'm going to be lazy and just post it as is. 

02-14-2012

Busted ankle doing much better the last few days, call me grace for short. I went to Ron Moles today, made the appointment with him when he done Denise's hair. It's a bit shorter than I wanted but he done a great job and the mustache and beard trim were/are unbelievable. Denise wanted it a bit longer in the back, Megan wanted it back long, Misty liked it but said she kind of liked it longer, Annie liked it, and mom loved it. I didn't realize it was this cold out, what was I thinking? :) It does feel better though and I'm sure looks better. Ron is at 511 N Jackson Street in Morristown. He is a good guy and I think as crazy as I am.

  Me and Megan went to feed the cows and I screwed up royally. I speared a bale about half, raised it up, then the spear broke. I'll see if Randy can weld it, he stays busy and I may need it before he can get to it, so we went to Interstate Tractor and bought a new one. They had the best price on them. Still I like old things and ours was old, so I'll see if it can be repaired.

  Tomorrow Misty goes in for surgery. I get to take her over there and Kim Collinson will do it at his office. Kim delivered 2 of the 3 we have, but their all grown. I think he was the one who spayed Denise, neutering was a bit out of the question after a nurse smiled and said, "Snip, Snip" her finger like scissors. I got to thing about the bulls I'd done or taken a part in doing that way... didn't look so appealing.   

Coconut Oil

Tryin this again Cali. 


From this site http://coconutketones.com

02-10-2012

Got the lab results back yesterday and they're good. Denise has been giving me Potassium supplements and it checked at the low end of good. Add another pill. I read on DR Mercola on the Coconut oil helping Alzheimer, Autism, and a whole host more. It doesn't cure them but help heal them back a ways. Also good on skin and is anti-bacterial too. I fried an egg in it today and it done good, except coconut oil has no taste.  http://www.cbn.com/media/player/index.aspx?s=/mp4/LJO190v1_WS    This stuff works for Dementia, Autism, Alzheimer patients It raises the low Cholesterol with dropping the bad. Think Cognitive functions.  Plus great for the skin. Just make sure it doesn't have trans-fats. There is a video on the link. I ain't done nothin, but I'm tired.  

02-09-2012

I still haven't figured out why I don't get emails anymore when someone posts a comment. I don't check a lot and since (thank God) things have stabilized I'm not up here as much. I should be outside already for a few hours but it's cold, plus I slightly got it too warm in the house with the wood stove. It's cloudy so that is the excuse I'm going with, can't say the sun was in my eyes.

  I went yesterday and got blood drawn to test the T3 and 4, or something levels and see if they are down enough to start medicine for the Thyroid. It's dead the body just don't know it, don't make sense to me but that is why I'm not a doctor I guess. If it involves not adding another pill I'm all for it, can't remember to take what I am suppose to take now.

  Denise got her hair colored last week. The girls kept telling her to color it and I know she wanted it colored, personally I think she is beautiful gray or not, but she feels better with the gray gone, and that is what counts. So I set her up with Ron Moles, the guy is great with hair. He is hard to get into but well worth the wait. I delivered to him years ago plus mom has gone to him for years. She loved Ron right off bat and I knew she would, he is a nut. Definitely a happy man. The 14th he is going to cut mine and while he does I'll pick his brain about Apples, he loves a Mac. Denise will not spend money on herself and I know you read this Denise, caught ya. I didn't think she did until I caught her on her laptop a couple of nights ago.   

  Sally said she has been having some kind of electrical stimulation to her legs and it has improved her Neuropathy stiffness. I've had those treatments years ago on both shoulders and elbows. I think I'll mention that to Panella next time, think he is next. The Neuropathy came in handy last week, broke two toes, one was a first time break, the other big toe, last one that hasn't been broken at least once. I'm assuming that graceful isn't one of my stronger suites. They're actually healing faster than the finger, which I think a break must be better than a tear. Plus I think I should have left it taped up longer, it still isn't of much use. My bad.

  I've been trying to skip the Neuropathy pill in the mid day thing. It works sometimes and sometimes it don't, but a start none the less. I'll focus on the sometimes it does work.

  We haven't had winter, we've got mud season so far this year. We got the hay lot fence fixed and ready to use it to catch calves if the weather will cooperate where we can get a trailer in there. I bought 20 more rolls last week Tammy & Jerry brought up. We had to keep them back here and just take one when we need to when we feed, use other rolls up there too. I put a bunch of them together and Megan and the grandkids have been playing on them, too funny.

01-30-2012 Rathfoot Follow-Up & Update

  We just got back from Dr. Rathfoot's office. He scoped me and looked around and seen no cancer... thank God. So that news was great. He is concerned that I am not far from a trach though because of the damage, the opening is still unchanged. He asked if I have a hard time breathing, which I do. Mostly though in hot or cold, lately if we build a fire and smoke comes out. That usually happens when we open the fireplace door. So we're still holding our own for now but he is worried that could change with the right event.

  He wants me to do Hyperbaric O2 again. It did halt the progress of the damage and he is hopeful it will reverse it now that it has seemed to have stopped. The O2 at night was apparently not only for sleep apnea but to help with the swelling. It isn't helping with the swelling. We talked about swallowing too, which is remarkably better than it was, but not good still on some things. Rice is not a good thing. Anything too big which makes sense, but anything too small which makes no sense. He showed us on a diagram where the smaller things get stuck due to the swelling. He said time when the swelling increases I have to take an extra dose of Prednisone. I was kind of wanting to do away with it all together. Apparently that isn't possible.

 I've some things to either get done or see that they get done yet from last year's storms, so I asked that we wait until the end of February if possible. Some things I can do and some I can't. Some things I can afford to pay someone for and some things I can't, so I do those myself. It just takes me a bit longer with the fatigue and breathing, probably related.

  Now the good part. He felt of my neck and backed up in the chair and said I was solid! He said I had pretty big and solid muscles. I've been working on getting back strong, ways to go to what I was, but I'm slowly working on it. I told him yep but unfortunately my strongest muscle seems to be above my belt, my belly. I told him my right arm was strong too. All those fork curls, lol.

  He also noted that I have some saliva glands staring to work. The dentures are partly responsible for that. Funny, my mouth has been so dry for so long that I get choked on it, and that is a good thing. In time I'll adjust.

  Now the big news. Brandon has been doing therapy for years to help with his Autism. Professionals have worked and worked, until wits end. Misty had agreed to consider medication to help him get out of his shell and participate with public and in public. They seemed at a dead end. The church they have went to now, Misty said about two years, has done what the professionals couldn't do. Last night Brandon got up and sung solo and has been singing with the adult choir. We didn't get to go see it but we went that morning and he sung then with the choir. It is amazing what God can do.

  We've went there a few times now and we've talked and will keep going there for a while. I'm not much on the modern churches or big ones. I think it is real and the people are real too. Nobody's flashy or trying to out shine the others. The preacher doesn't seem influenced by the "organized religion".  He mostly preaches peace, love, working on one's self rather than others, kindness, and forgiveness. He reads something from the Old Testament and looks at it from a historical perspective and a lot of times in a different light than you hear out there. I delivered around it on and off for years, never paid much mind to it, thought it like the rest. I can actually feel something there.

  So if you are like me and tired of religious dogma and fake acting, but missing something and live close by, it's well worth the time to check it out. Biggest thing you'll be out is an hour and a little fuel. I went to see Matt, Misty, and Josh be Baptized... but I've gone back for me. Denise is crazy about it and Megan don't mind it either. Megan says she senses something good there too. This is very similar to the way it was when I was young. The name of it is White Oak Grove Missionary Baptist Church in Hamblen County. I even found a link. http://www.whiteoakgrovebaptistchurch.com  Pretty cool, they have a website.      

1-12-2012

Yesterday was Brandon's birthday, he is 10. Happy Birthday Brandon.

  I stopped talking the Prednisone tonight, Denise said if I was going to stop it to do so by skipping every other dose, but I'm think all together. If I get any bigger I'll give Humpty Dumpty a run for his money. I'm sure the Mt Dew and lack of will power to eat less or at least skip a few meals plays a role as well as the lessened activity. I'm not even sure how coming off of it will effect my throat, but getting fat (r) ain't too healthy either. I thought about my Treadmill  but then what would I hang my coat on. :)

  I go back the end of the month for a follow-up with Rathfoot. Worse case scenario I have to go back on the before or after, best case one less pill to remember. Actually if I loose the weight I could drop maybe one of the BP Pills and maybe then one of the acid reflux pills.

  The Neuropathy is slowly leaving my hands, a little on my face, now if the feet would just cooperate that would be another pill down.

  Weird weather the last two days and the temps just dropped. Lucky for me I have my long hair, beard, and fat rolls as insulation.