Fat? Medical & Mental Differences

     I call it as I see it and I have the experience. Off and on this last year according to what was happening in my life, I either over ate, ate just right, indulged too much with ice creams, friend and snacks ( only one night) or I ate sensibly and drank so much water.
     What I noticed is the mental effects of overeating as well as the medical side. Sure many say it's just mind over matter and if that works for you, go to it. If most really took the time to explore what's in our foods, we would only buy what grows naturally, well plant based. Need protein? Study, read, learn and ask questions. You don't need to go to health food stores, but for information, it's worth a trip. Need a second opinion, see an osteopathic doctor. What a world of difference.
      This last week I have changed what I usually eat to sweet potatoes, quinoa and vegetables, hard boiled eggs and ice milk for a sweet touch. I mixed the quinoa with the vegetables which were frozen and some baked chicken I made a day before, cutting it into small pieces. If you need more flavor, add a tine bit of Paprika, cinnamon or no fat dressing, or if you like more spice, pick your favorite.
    What I can say as fact is ninety percent of my pain in both shoulders is gone as is the horrible pain in my hands. WHY ? Because I forgot how good mentally and physically I felt when I did plant based eating last year. I have rotator cuff impingement in both shoulders and carpel tunnel in both hands. This change with water and food is like medicine and I didn't need a doctor at all to let me know the effects are positive.
   Many people hear drink a lot of water and say, no I can't. So did I. But when it came to me knowing I needed to feel better, the water did it. I fill a twenty ounce plastic glass, add some ice and drink. I watch TV or on my PC and before I knew it, I filled up again. I did this between two and three hours apart. Better than adding potato chips to my heart. Now when I eat, I tell myself, oh yeah, this is the good heart food. Find your own message and use it. It all helps.

ADKINS vs. JILLETTE

   The Red Cross or Opportunity Village . While both are useful and great organizations, one is worldwide and one is on the West Coast. That is unless Opportunity Village is all over, I apologize in advance for my lack of knowledge concerning Opportunity Village. What I do know about this is, it is for those with developmental disabilities, always a good charity. I know. Some years back I worked in mental health which was involved in both the mental retardation aspects and mental health.
   Never have I had any personal experience with the Red Cross except when they came to the agency I worked for to have people donate blood. Yet in any disaster or crisis anywhere in the world, the Red Cross is there, to provide shelter, medical, food and clothing. Neither one in my opinion is more important except for scale. People are people and when a need arises, people are there weather it be, The Red Cross or The Opportunity Village.
   I love Trace Adkins, always hoping somehow he'll discover my songs, well poems because they are great and make this retired woman a little bit financially better off. When talking about his charity I do wish Trace would talk more about how The Red Cross affects many more and how far and wide, than just his own experience. Yet, Trace, please contact me to send you a few too cool songs like, I left Jesus on My Doorstep or I love Men in Plaid Wool Shirts.
   Penn Jillette's entertainment with his sidekick partner is beyond good. Little did I know much about him before The Apprentice and the more I watched him and listened to him, I was able to see past the magic. As he gave credit to his partner quite a few times and talks so sincerely about his charity and his kindness comes through with each segment, well all I can say is Penn, you're a winner.
   Men, two big men, I can only hope it's a draw. Because in my book you Two Big Men are on the same side.

Lyme Disease feels like...

       I found out all it took was a blood test to know if I had Lyme disease or not. For months before, many, many months, I was feeling so tired and knew that wasn't like me at all. My joints hurt and many times I felt like I was just going to pass out. The symptoms are different in many and the same in many.
     Every doctor has a different opinion on the effects and will treat it accordingly, but all you have to do is ask for a blood test for Lyme disease. There are a few blogs on this and one lady has a lot of info, so search it out. Doctors are human and make mistakes, so help yourself, get tested.
       The tick that bit me got in between my toes and when I ripped it out it felt like Velcro coming apart. I never thought much more about it because I never noticed that rash that people talk about.
        Yet it seemed like a year later I was having all kinds of feeling, sometimes thinking I just don't have any motivation. I'd sit on the sofa and suddenly couldn't even sit up, fall back down and sleep. Waking up I was as tired as when I first sat down. Thoughts of age, depression, all kind of nutty thoughts went through me.
      I was so glad when I had that blood test, because a tick bite can affect your heart and other organs if left untreated. When it came back positive I felt relief and was given a strong antibiotic. In a few days I was back to myself.
     Get tested, if for nothing else to get it off your mind.

Yes, I am going PInk! The Method

       I know, if you know me you know I am not a pink person, and I'm not doing this because the Pink Method was on Dr. Phil today, but because I saw this woman, part of the Pink team about three weeks ago doing the exercises. I didn't know or even think about joining anything. She was at that time part of a gym, owned by a man, doing some Pink stuff, and I couldn't find much information at that time except going Pink. Nothing was available about buying a CD, but I still knew I could do those exercises.
        In the following weeks I saw this same woman, a small(of course) lady with long dark hair. She does part three of the exercise team. She was the one, not the leader who somehow made me want to know more. I saw the leader today and why I don't know, but if it was just her, I wouldn't have bought what I did. However the whole team was on Dr. Phil and in the middle of the show I signed up and on.
        During my grocery trip today I must have known I was making a change. I found myself buying sugar free jelly and seasalt. Over the past year I have been making slow changes, but ice cream always gets in my way. Butter Pecan is about my favorite. But I'll eat just about any flavor, after I am a Viking, Now I have to try harder. When I get my CD's and whatever else comes along, oh yeah a diet plan. Well we all know about diets and I do shop and eat well. I actually love all of the "good foods" but the ice cream...oh the ice cream.
     I'm not counting on the diet, but the exercise videos as they come in three phases. I'm anxious. I'm ready. I'm fat:) I know what not to eat, but I need to move more and do it in a way as to not injure any Viking parts.
     When the package arrives I will keep you posted and I'll be honest-however if you see me grocery shopping and notice I might have a half gallon, or three of Breyers ice cream-do not touch it. It may be hazardous to your health.

Unsolicited Mail-You're getting it back! See Bottom

       People come on, let's stick together. Let's send it back. Either write on it asap, return to sender/sender unknown, or pack it all up in one envelope and once a month send it to one of those annoying ad companies that send to you. I know, I know, all ya have to do is take your name off a list. Well I am trying, but in the meantime, I continue to get mail from places I never even heard of, and they are getting it back!
      The poor mail carriers have to carry all that junk. As "they" say, they're outta be a law. Companies should only be allowed to send to those who they do business with, and not more than one mailing a month. How many times, how many times I say do we have to get mail from a furniture store that says, year end closing, discounts, twenty-percent off after they raised it twenty-five percent, and then get this one...going out of business! So when you go in and ask when they're going out of business, its either, well when the lease is up  or, I think at the end of the year and its only January. Save your money, screw the sales, take yourself on a vacation and spend time with people you want to be with. You should even give it away before selling out to those greedy business owners.( not all) Look at where you can donate it before buying a new sofa:
   St. Jude's, The American Heart Aassociation, Cancer, Juvenile Diabetes, Juvenile Arthritis and so many more. Kids are hungry in America,  need health care, dental treatment and so much more, so before you buy into a year end sale, invest in a child.

Chad, Part 2-The DEVIL-NO FEAR

       So now he's moved in and we have what's known as the honeymoon period and I was told his MHP, Mental Health Professional will stop by once a week. By The Way, when I mentioned having a masters degree meant nothing, that's just my personal opinion. I have seen about four to five people who get the title MHP after only a month of training. Some deserve that title simply and I don't really mean simply, after teaching in schools for fifteen years like my latest MHP, but others like many in social work, use this position as a stepping stone to other fields. So to add a title like MHP to a resume makes them sound like they knew what they were doing.

      Okay back to Chad. That poor kid was stuck with me, a newbie who thought parenting your own  made you an expert on other kids coming into your home. Not by a long shot. Well I really liked this little guy, and we had fun which I love doing with kid, and making sure they have enough to eat, sleep well, and are safe.
On the way home one day he asks me if I knew about the devil. I said well, I heard of him, and let "Chad" talk. He told me of a place he stayed at,a home for unruly boys, and shortly before Halloween one night a staffer is outside his window. Chad doesn't see or hear anyone. Now this is a kid who was dropped off on a city street at the age of four, lived in a crack house while parents got stoned and drunk.

       It was dark out and he was living there just a few weeks. Suddenly two hands smack at the window and a deep Red DEVIL's face is pressed against the window. Chad was eight or nine, and let out a scream as other staff, laughing came in and told him soemone was playing a joke. Isn't that kool? Isn't that funny? These adults,a word I use with caution, were in charge of kids already damaged, and helping them along, to almost insure they would continue on that crooked road. Chad never forgot that experience and even though he logically knew it was a joke, he became so frightened of the dark, the devil,  and noises that it took a ton of med to help him sleep.

        Over a period of time as he relaxed in my home, he showed what he had inside of him, from sweetness to a charmer to an angry, angry child like a boil festering at the least little thing that didn't seem to go right that day. Then it would come,his explosions, the terror of his anger with destruction unlike any I experienced, with the exception of my own father, but this was a ten year-old!
I asked myself how could a ten year old do this and think it was okay. What I've learned is they don't have any fear of serious repercussions, and through each time they move they pass on to other kids this: hey they can't do anything to you, they're not your real parents, they can't spank you-and there it is, they can't spank you. No fear of being treated anything like the parents. With rules we have to follow, we have to feed, clothe, give allowance for no reason at all, take to doctors, and more.  A whole lot better than home and  there are guidelines, so once a child knows this at some point the honeymoon is over and then they really move in.

       I'm good with all those rules, except allowance, but we can save it for them so they don't have to get it in their hands each week, or buy savings bonds. But even in care, there are parents who don't abide by the rules and get away with it.
So what I learned about Chad was, he was used to moving on, like so many kids are and I've seen so many commercials where kids they I always had things taken away from me, and I remember always having to move. Pulls at your heart?

         What those nice kids aren't saying is the destruction they caused, and definitely not all, but a lot of them. They don't tell you how they broke your possessions and stole, broke into your room, into your computer, put a large sized kid hole in your wall, gave your phone number out to anyone who wanted it. lied over and over, broke your heater, poked holes in walls with sticks, peed on the floor, smeared feces on walls, felt sick and would refuse to go in the bathroom, threaten to kill you or themselves just for trying to get you mad. They won't tell you how they keyed your vehicle, cut up pictures and the trail of destruction.
How easily they forget. No I am not angry about all this, but those are just commercials selling a product, like all commercials are, and never ever tell the complete truth. Chard part 3 con't tomorrow