I respect sports, I really do. But why the hell does it have to cut into the shows that I tape? I watch specific shows and that I tape on TiVo. But on the nights that some sports program is on, it keeps pushing the shows following it off the normal recording time. So then I go upstairs all ready to watch my show that I usually watch religiously only to find that only half of it has been recorded! I back track on my TiVo listings and I find a football game that had played hours earlier has completely… Read more
Ok so for anyone who hasn’t read my 2003 post, I have multiple sclerosis. I was diagnosed after the loss of flexion in my right leg. I couldn’t walk for about 2 weeks and for a month after that, I had to use a cane. Now I’m perfectly fine and have not had any exacerbations or flare-ups of the MS since. Moving to NC from NY in 2004 was one of the best decisions I could have made. It’s so much nicer here. The people are nicer here. The hospitals are nicer here, and the doctors are very good. The… Read more
I was adopted from a very early age…about 5 months. Given up around 4 months and handed over to my new parents at 5 months. I even went to meet my biological family. Boy was that a trip. I was in massage school at the time when I decided to go find out where I came from. I did not have any problems with my current family, but I was just curious. If anything, I just wanted to know if I had any medical concerns in the family that I’d have to be mindful of like diabetes or cancer or… Read more
Misty Fetko, a mother of two teenagers, got up early to walk the dog before she roused her boys from bed one summer day in 2003. Her eldest, Carl, a gifted guitar player and award-winning artist at his Ohio high school, never woke up.
“His friends told me his smile made their day,” Fetko said of her 18-year-old, who had just been accepted to Memphis College of Art.
In the past, she had found empty bottles of Robitussin in their suburban New Albany home, but she had no idea Carl had a 2Â½ year drug habit. Fetko’s skills as an emergency room nurse were of no use when she entered Carl’s bedroom and administered CPR. She discovered he had died in his sleep of an accidental overdose of the cough syrup Robitussin.
“There were no other signs,” said Fetko, who since then has helped others as a spokeswoman for the Partnership for a Drug-Free America. “I think Carl and his friends were under the impression that it was harmless because it was not illegal. There is a false sense of security, and it’s so subtle: no smell, no needles, no drug dealers, you don’t need a lot of money to buy it and you can use it after mom and dad go to bed.” Read more
Well, it’s been a while since I posted so I might as well explain what’s been up. I have been having a pretty miserable time at work. My boss is on the rag, or could it be that he hasn’t taken a shit in over a month?…. I’m actually not sure ;). Anyway, his attitude towards me and my co-worker is just getting too much to handle. At first I thought maybe it was me, cause I so rarely trust bosses. I don’t have a problem with them at all, but they usually have some sort of misconception about me.… Read more
Well I’m back from the hospital as of Friday, Aug 15. What a trip! Food tasted like airplane food. Even the dietitian there agreed it’s not the greatest tasting stuff out there. For the most part, the nurses were really nice and helpful. However they were slow at times. Not that I was expecting some fast service, but when you need something and they take an hour to get to you, something is up. I wasn’t allowed to do anything without assistance including use of the bathroom….ugh how embarrassing. But, when my bladder is full, I’m not waiting around for… Read more
Hello everyone! World, Earth inhabitants, beings, atmosphere recyclers, etc… This is my blog, journal, online diary for all to see, what have you. I figure I’ll just introduce myself a bit. I’m a little strange, if you haven’t already noticed. I also am not used to writing stuff about my life out for all to see, but I figured, if I’m going to be a future homicidal maniac, I might as well poison your minds with my random thoughts. Trust me, it’s enough to kill you. I don’t need any sharp or blunt objects to do the trick. Just listening… Read more