Tuesday, December 9, 2008

Tuesday December 9th.2008
Well This old nurse is wondering as you can guess if I have anything really to say Now this is from a 60 year old lady who has kept Journal's since adulthood My friend after this year told me I should keep a Journal of all my adventures in Life. but my fear that "Who Cares" about this one speck of sand throughout all generations of time.has made me hesitant to write. My earlier versions were so my kids would know their father who passed away January 20 1985 At the time of his death My oldest daughter was near heading for her teen years 13, My son who had Autism was 10, Donna Marie was 7 and The youngest Sandy had just turned five a month before his passing. I will post a picture of my family at that time. I guess I can't my scanner in my 3 in one doesn't scan. My printer does but for some reason it can't find the software.My Adult ADD makes it difficult to put pieces together so I will often skip from one subject to another.
I am now living and sharing an Apartment with another nurse whom I work with at the Long term care facility. I owned a Mobile Home . It was just a single wide and I lived alone and thought I was doing Just Fine. My children live near by and there lives are coming together beautifully. But alas mine is not. The economy is effecting my employment. My hours have been in half dramatically I work two days one week and three days the next . I am at a crossroads because my chronic Hep C I have had for 20 years is causing me a lot of fatigue So I don't think I could work more than 3 days! I probably got it from a blood transfusion. I did have an addiction at the time of Paul's death. I stole percocet and took diet pills(I told you I bounce arround) but I did have a temp when I was given blood when I hemorrhaged after a hysterectomy.
Back to my delema I have $700 out of pocket expences for my medication a month, and am fully insured! At this very moment I am batteling with the insurance company to get them to pay their share of the meds I need for my ADD. I gave up on their helping me with the meds I need for my Chronic Hep C. Oh they will pay for half leaving me to pay the remaining $850 a monththat would be on top of the other meds I need!
My church Home Teacher told me I need to stop putting money into Mobile Home and look for an Apt. That way if something broke down the Land Lord's would haveto pay for repairs. In the past if something broke down I would go without it like my stove (I had a microwave) Ahh but just to conferm what my Home teacher counseled me to do. For those who are not LDS.a Home Teacher is one who is asked to watch over members of the church and do what they can to help or reporting problems to our Bishop anyway in a matter of weeks my Hot Water heater blew a leak, and 24 hours later my bumbling heater stopped working!...So my wonderful nurse friend, who was only an aqaintece offered to let me stay in her nice warm Apartment while I searched for another place to live. I thought she was just being kind! Being the nice person she is. We soon learned we were both a little lonely living alone. She is quiet and I tend to talk(and write too much) but we both learned how nice it was sharing an Apartment together and she offered for me to move in. I am paying her a pentence to live here She has not made me feel anything less then welcomed here! So I will continue this in a day or two. As I sit here blogging away with all my worldly possessions in one little bed room. Knowing God had a hand in this My heart is full of love and appreciation to my room mate. And wonderful children who encourage my faith that all will be well. I am warm, well fed,and going to bed !! vonnienurse

Wednesday, December 3, 2008

The Second Day

This is the second day of trying to blog. It looks like my adventures with the smart phone. I am not very smart! I guess I better stick to Digital Photography! I am no great linguist or speller. but I do like to listen, as well as being heard. It seems I have more trouble sticking to things I can't grasp like blogging!! Vonnienurse