(this is an old post, re-inserted due to deletion) “Everything happens for a reason?” Personally, I really do not believe this. (did you just GASP?!!!) I think it is one of those things people say to you when you tell them something about your life that undeniably sucks. I think those platitudes are just our mind’s way of trying to contextualize experiences that don’t fall inside our usual frameworks for making sense of the world. I believe that sometimes we all make pointless, useless choices…..and these are the times you make “lemonade out of lemons”. There are just too many really bad things out there for me to rationalize “everything happens for a reason”. I guess a lot of it comes down to situations like this: The mother of a severely handicapped child who has to listen to the well-meaning chirping’s of her friends who say “everything happens for a reason…(or) God only gives special children to special mothers who are strong” Yes, these people do not know what else to say…they are well-meaning. But this mother is thinking…. “there’s NO reason good enough that I should have to deal with this severe disability….and I don’t think it is part of a LARGER plan!”. Here is what I DO believe: We ALL have life experiences that make us STRONGER. We learn from these experiences. These experiences are what mold us. They help us better our choices for the future. I have no real problem believing in the randomness of life. Or, that maybe SOME things happen for a reason. BUT….. This is only MY take, albeit a very unpopular view…..but it is what it is And I am what I am:-) I’m definitely not trying to change anyone’s thought process. Just give insight on another view.
What exactly does that mean? I think it means an internal search for what is important in our lives. It makes us think about the purpose of life and what is most important to us. Life events sometimes motivate us to search our souls.
July 18, 2014, was a dark day for the Hammond/Parker families. My daughter Erin was carrying triplets. It was a risky pregnancy and I was fearful of this outcome. She had a set of MoMo twins and has a Fraternal. MoMo twins are rare. They share a sac, and have a high risk of damaging the cord with movement or tangling. However, upon a visit to the doctor for ultrasound they found the twin’s hearts had stopped. The Fraternal, known as Baby A, was doing fine. I am praying, and asking for prayers, that he/she continues to thrive. It is so hard for a mother to endure something like this. I can also tell you it is not easy at all for the mother of that mother either. It pierced my heart. Her dad was heartbroken as well.
So, why was I talking about Soul searching? Well, I have had to dig deep into my soul for strength to get through this. Sorting out my grief. Grieving is a process. There will be advice from so many people. Well meaning. People trying to help. I will have to take it in that spirit.
We will hear “Everything happens for a reason”. Although we feel in our heart there could be no reason. Right now none of that makes sense. I personally, do not like that line. (See my blog, http://bhplayon.wordpress.com/2013/12/06/everything-happens-for-a-reason/) I’m sure some will say it’s better this way. Are you serious? They have no idea how special those babies were to us. From the moment you learn of their existence, and then actually see them on the ultrasound pictures. It is so very real. Embedded in your heart. These babies were our family. We had hopes and dreams for them! It is not better! The best thing anyone can do is just be there and listen. If you have not been in this situation you wouldn’t know.
Yes, I do believe we should soul search and realize our blessings. What I am so grateful for at this time is little Baby A is still thriving. This is something for which my heart is so overflowing with thankfulness. In my soul-searching I realize the people in our lives are what is important. In a flash they could be gone. Being thankful for blessings and realizing what I have….more often than crying over what I have not. YES, Praise GOD, A baby has survived. And that in itself is a miracle. How thankful I am for this! Beyond words! I am going to really love the people in my life. Think positively and pray. Love never fails.
I’m the Bug today. 7;16/14, I was awaken at four something with excruciating pain in my heel. I think it is Plantars Fasciitis. Dennis had it once and we are very familiar with the symptoms. Stretching can help. So I got up, stretched. Made my coffee, had some cereal. I usually watch music shows or videos early morning. I turned to CMT and “Dukes of Hazzard” are on. Are they serious? They took off my videos in the morning to air those re-runs? UGH!!!
I fed our dogs. My dog Pinky, stepped on my pinky and it really hurt, I thought it was bleeding, but it wasn’t. I came upstairs and got ready for my bike ride. My tire is a little low, but I am going anyway! I got to the end of the driveway and I was really cold. I’m not complaining. I enjoy it, but I’m wearing a tank top so I turned around and got a jacket out of my car…..and my sunglasses.
In Moreland, you can ride your bike early in the morning or go on a walk, and sometimes you will not see a soul! Not even meet a car in the road! I was so eager for social interaction I nodded an waved at a rolled up rug sitting on a rocker on someone’s porch! HA As I rode down Church street I saw an old truck turn on the road. I never go to the end of Church street because of the little dog that follows me. So as the truck was coming up on me. I signaled and got in the other lane to turn into the tennis courts and head home. As I was getting over the truck slowed and an old codger hung his head out the window. With his tobacco stains going from his mouth to his chin, he yells, “ HEY, ya supposed to stay over here, you drive that thang just like you was driving a car!” This burns me up, and I want to retaliate. But I say in a normal tone, “I know the freaking rules.” I turn and head back to the house and I’m fuming! Wishing now I had yelled that to him instead! I know I should not let this Goomer ruin my day. I am out to get a workout to start my day. It is a positive thing. I AM NOT going to let him spoil this!
So when I got back home. I took my phone out to check my distance. I could not go five miles like I had planned because my tire was getting very low. I had gone a little over 3 miles. But hey, I have a crack in my phone! How did that happen. I haven’t dropped it! Seriously! I paid $25. for tempered glass.. and It still cracked! I am careful with it. I do not know how that got there. But it will be $99,00 to send it through insurance and have it replaced. And when the new phone gets her I guess I’ll break down and get a Otterbox.
The rest of the day was not spectacular, but not horrendous. I guess I have had worse days. But it is always good to have a good old vent session. I love having this venue for that reason.
After my surgery last Thursday, I woke surprised because I didn’t even remember being put under anesthesia. And the best part, I was comfortable, no headache, and my knee felt good. No pain??? Can this be for real? Of course it was right after surgery and it was pumped with antibiotics and pain meds. I pray for it to last.
I stayed the recommended time in the recovery, then I left, with instructions. I had no restrictions after the bandages came off. (Supposedly three days from that day. If I were to complain about anything at all it would be quality of that dang bandage. it started falling off the next day. I finally took it off the second day. But all was well. Knee looked awesome.)
On Sunday, I started my exercise walks. I walked two miles. I had a little soreness. and my ankles are a little swollen. but knee is doing very good. Today, I walked almost three miles. The swelling in my ankles has diminished significantly. There is soreness in the left knee, but minor. I really look better without Cankles!
When I left the clinic the day of my surgery I noticed a difference in my knee. It was as if something was removed that was wedged in there causing irritation. Sort of like if you have a splinter and it is festering. Then you remove it. The area may still be sore, but a big relief is felt. The pain level is down drastically. I am so Amazed.. I am sleeping at night for the first time since my original knee replacement surgery in September of 2013.
This has been a very hellish journey. It had a very bad start. But has ended well. I wish I had started out with Dr. Oskouei from the “get-go”. I might not have that scar on the back of my left leg, and could already be in shape for the beach by now. I wish surgery had been Dr. Oskouei’s first choice…but I know he had to rule out things. Hind sight is 20/20.
I am very thankful that I am able to exercise and use my knees again. Such an awesome feeling to work up a sweat from a power walk! Thank you Dr. Oskouei and Staff at Emory.
I decided to use the remaining funds on my nail salon card for a pedicure this lovely afternoon. I’m seated by an overly friendly woman being treated to her very first mani -pedi. She is at least my age…or older.I laugh at her jokes. Well, her manicurist was not “getting” them. This woman was on her third cup of chablis and feeling it. She was Tipsy!
At one point she looked down at my feet
And said, “Wow! You got some Clod Hoppers there!”
Alrighty…do I slap her? Nah…I really do have Clod Hoppers! It did come up that I have had many opportunities to use them! Clod Hoppers are, great built in weapons. No denial. Heck, she hasn’t said anything the employees there haven’t said to one another in their language! No, I don’t speak or understand them, really, but intuition tells me they are snickering about my dogs! I am the only person in the entire salon requiring power tools! I WOULD never use a dremmel tool on my toes at home! Hard to even have a convo over the noise! But… When I leave here they will be the best Clod Hoppers ever…all smooth … Nails all painted. At my age I’ve learned something. If you can’t change a feature,…. embrace it and make it the best it can be. So….I embrace the clod hopper!
Oh my Goodness! She is now asking her manicurist if he has seen GODZILLA in 3-D. Apparently a play on a stereotype of his ethnicity. He is clever. He said, ” So. Is Godzilla a snake or a gorilla?” He knows but yanks her chain. Too funny!
A generous shot of Jose Cuervo Gold
Two tablespoons of salted butter
One tablespoon of Honey
One half teaspoon cayenne pepper
One teaspoon garlic powder
One teaspoon seasoned salt
Half a lime and squeeze juice into mixture.
Melt butter for 20 seconds. Stir then add all ingredients and stir well. Brush on bird and let marinate. Then cook
the bird according to directions.
You can also make a double batch if you wish to inject this delightful glaze into the turkey for extra flavor. This glaze/marinade is great on chicken, wings and pork as well.
You will enjoy! Bon Appetite! ….And if you’re having special Guests….break out the Patron!