MissDazey's Notes

What's My Niche?

2012-01-30T10:29:00.000-06:00

Retirement is a good time to find
a new exciting niche.

Do you have niche? Do you need one? Becky McCray wrote about finding your niche on Small Biz Survival today. As always, she gives some excellent advice. Click here to read "What to do if you can't pick a niche". I suspect there are many who are asking themselves "what the heck am I suppose to be doing?" and can apply the steps Becky gives. (Also, remember the Tourism Currents lessons can be applied to many other businesses.)
One would think at my age that I would know exactly what my niche is in life. NO! I remember hearing in Sunday School that all people had a God given talent. I have spent the past 60 plus years looking for mine. The older I get the more I believe that everyone has special interests, unique skills and training. Many lucky folks have a passion.
Along my life's journey, I have found many things I am good at and many more that I am not. I am blessed with the ability to get excited about new things and learn more about them. I remember telling someone my talent was being able to adjust and change. That ability came in handy when life gave me lemons and I was forced to make lemonade.
Retired people have more time to pursue their interests. Scores of older people are traveling, writing, or enjoying their hobbies with new enthusiasm. In this economy, many find it is necessary for work either at a paid job or open their own business. The computer in general and the Internet in particular add to the fun of deciding what to do in our golden years.
Let's get back to "me". I am ashamed to admit I have been staring at a computer screen for over 15 years without finding a way to make a penny. Finally, I have accepted that fact. However, my hobbies do keep me entertained. Though them I know I have many things I am good at doing. These include humor, connecting with people online, being a friend, etc. Not things one puts on a resume which is OK. My point is everyone has something that they like doing. DO IT, DO IT NOW! That my friends is your niche.

Learning Can Drive One Nuts

2012-01-20T08:35:00.001-06:00

Seriously folks, this story should be called "iDazey, iCrazy". I am learning to use my iPad. I've always heard how easy it is to use, that any 6 year old can do marvelous things with one. No little kids live in my house, and although I act childish I can't figure this thing out.
I had been saving my nickels for the iPad2 ever since the Steve Jobs introduce his first one. Finally ordered one and I was as excited as a kid at Christmas when it arrive the first week in December.
The main reason I wanted an iPad was so be able to blog, tweet, etc from my comfortable recliner downstairs. No WiFi there, so needed 3-G, or whatever it's called. I got the 3-G version, signed up for the $15 per month plan. First mistake, I used that up in 2 days. OK, no problem, I'll upgrade. Except I had done something WRONG, couldn't get into right site or area to do this.
Second and third problems, forgot passwords, and made more trouble trying to reset them. It didn't help that I kept hitting the wrong letters typing on a touch pad. I got so upset, and then Mr. Bruce decided to "help". I put the iPad away, thought about giving it to grandson.
A couple of days ago I decided to give it one more try. Found an AT&T customer service number, called it and asked for correct department. An angel came online, walked me through the steps, and got me reconnected in 30 minutes. The very patient young woman was so kind, so very well trained and didn't get upset when I made mistake. Remarkable!! I am sorry I didn't get her name down correctly. I did put a message on her supervisor's voice-mail praising her. I hope she gets brownie points.
I am ordering a how-to book and a keyboard. I think this will help.I really appreciate all the excellent help my online friends gave me. Meanwhile, not going to worry about it. Play maybe, but not worry.

Non-expert Writes Again

2012-01-11T09:56:00.001-06:00

This story is dedicated to the fabulous

Sheila Scarborough

One evening a few months ago I was Twittering away when I saw a tweet by Sheila that she was writing a book called "The Elastic Waist Entrepreneur". A very catchy title, especially if one is over 50. I know this will be a good book filled with practical information. Anyone who has a business, wants a business, or likes reading about entrepreneurs will enjoy it. Sheila knows what she is writing about; she is a successful businesswoman.

My first thought when I read the title was "Maybe I should write a book about writing and tweeting in a nightshirt." I have been giggling about that thought ever since. Here the back-story:

Over a year ago I found the cutest nightshirt at the CoxHealth gift shop. It has the saying, "Never underestimate the power of a Hissie Fit" on it. After I found out how comfortable it is, I asked Mr. Bruce to get me another one with different saying. A few days later, he brought me a couple more from an different vendor. As I told Mr. Bruce, it's almost like wearing a cotton dress all day. (Of course, I never wear dresses.)

Most of my readers know I have RA and an assortment of other nonsense things that limit my activities. I have learned to make things easy as possible for myself, being comfortable at home is one of these things.

OK, humor is a big part of my life, a very big part. Besides telling about my casual wardrobe, I have a point... Do something you love! Yes, I know situations change as we get older and we must adjust. Remember everyone has different interests. I like being online. Mr. Bruce is dedicated to volunteering. Many of my friends have a home-based business, others are writing books. Jeanne Robertson has added entertaining shows to her all ready busy schedule.

My cute nightshirts are "one size fits most." However, there is not a "one size fits all" when it comes to growing older. It is also a great time to explore the possibility of doing something that you have thought about through the years. Retirees can turn hobbies into income, mentor young entrepreneurs, travel to new and exciting places. Etc, etc.

All my numerous online profiles read the same. MissDazey Non-Expert, at your service. Got questions or comments? Please leave them in the comments. Please and thanks!

Just Imagine 2012

2012-01-04T07:52:00.002-06:00

"Just Imagine" was the theme of the 2012 Rose Parade. I loved the parade this year; of course I love every Rose Bowl parade. We watched it on RFD-TV because they have fewer commercials and because they had the Roy Rogers float. The announcer said, "Boys would imagine they were Roy and the girls wanted to be Dale". Indeed I did.
I do not make resolutions, but a little part of me decided I was going to "just imagine" more during 2012. I can honestly say I have a very good imagination.
During many times in the past I have used different motivational exercises; envisioning goals and results, and the steps to obtain them. This always seemed like hard mental work, and thankfully I no longer have to do them. (It's nice to be retired.)
No hard exercises required to play "Let's Pretend", just imagine how fun and exciting something will be. We all do things like that, probably don't even realize it. Also, in my imagination are only good things, like flowers, every color of the rainbow, music, and laughter. Lots and lots of laughter.

Silver Bells

2011-12-20T08:11:00.003-06:00

May all your Holidays be free from cares

and celebrated with care.

I heard that line while listening to "Bing Crosby Christmas" on SiriusXM. It really says all, at least I think so. I wish the best of Holidays for everyone. I celebrate Christmas, but isn't it so very special the all Faiths have Holy Days during this time period. Everyone has music, traditions, and favorite recipes to celebrate with family and friends.

Mr. Bruce and I have had many Christmas days; silver bells are a good way to describe us. Old and mellow with a clear tone and plenty of chiming yet to do in life.

Oh, yes be sure to have a great 2012!

Name That Blog

2011-12-12T15:34:00.000-06:00

I have been an idea rattling around my mind for a new column for a long time, really looking for the right name for it. Notice I said column, not blog. I write short stories for my personal columns. (By the way, does that make me a journalist? But that discussion is for another time.) Today I do want to talk about seniors and blogging.
Whatever it's called, writing online is very popular. I dare say millions of people write new material every day. No matter which method used for blogging there are two things one has to decide on. First, what are you going to write about and what are you going to name your blog? In my opinion, deciding on a subject is the easier of the two. Choosing a good strong name that people will relate to and can remember, that's harder.
I use Google's Blogger to do my columns; it is a free service and easy to use. I prefer to get a domain name for them, but that is a personal choice. Some of the best blogs I read regularly still use the "blogspot.com" url.
Network Solutions has a great deal on domain urls going on right now. Twitter friend Shashi Bellamkonda told about this $1.99 domain limited time offer. He was kind enough to get this link on the Network Solutions page on blog forwarding. It really is not as difficult as it sounds; it's simply directing your name (url) to your blog. (Please email me if you have questions.)
Having a domain has always seemed more personal for me and more professional. Again, it is strictly a personal choice. Also, is your blog for a business or a personal journal, that does make a difference.
So, what should I name the new column? It will be about hospital auxiliaries and the gift shops they run. Ideas welcome.

Think Etsy Shops for Gifts

2011-12-02T07:56:00.001-06:00

"From My Brush " shop on Etsy

Tis' the season, to "shop online". Every year more shopping is done online, a great way to find a prefect gift in my opinion. (A better way is to give to your favorite charity instead of individual gifts to the adults on your list.)
Do you have someone on your list who likes unique, handmade gifts? Or perhaps someone who collects or uses vintages things? Do you like supporting local people and/or small businesses? If so, consider Etsy.com.
I know several people who have Etsy shops. The lovely daisies on the left was done by Gloria Wilson. Her shop has note cards with her lovely, pastel paintings on the front. Her shop is "From My Brush".
My favorite shop on Etsy is my daughter-in-law's store. Lou Ann sells vintage sewing patterns and collectible kitchen items. Her shop is "Proud Mutt Mom".
Carol Walker is an amazing photographer, she specializes in taking pictures of wild Mustangs. They are simply beautiful. We have her 2012 Calendar, a portion of the profit go to help the wild Mustangs. Her shop is "Wild Hoofbeats".
When you click on Deb Keller's page you can practically smell the delicate fragrance of her homemade soaps. She has handcrafted items also. Her shop is: Thistlewood Manor.
There is still time to order from these and/or other Etsy folks. I have found they always mail things very quickly. Remember, whether buying online or in a local small retailer, that these stores are ran by your neighbors and friends. As I say on Twitter, ShopLocal, ShopSmall.
These are only a few of my Twitter friends online stores. Please tell us about yours in the comments. Don't forget to leave the link to your page.

The iPad and MissDazey

2011-11-28T09:49:00.001-06:00

It has been shipped!

I had said over and over, I don't need an iPad, I want one. On a retirement budget, we have to distinguish between the two. However, there are times we had to pamper ourselves though. I had said if the iPad 2 ever comes on sale, I am ordering one. Guess what, they were discounted a bit last Friday. And I ordered a white one. It was shipped today.

Now after it comes will be the fun part since I have never used an Apple product of any kind. I am counting on as least one of my Twitter friends has written an eBook on "how to use your iPad 2". Or "iPads for Seniors.

Shop Small, Shop Local

2011-11-16T07:07:00.001-06:00

Gift shop at CoxHealth South

It's beginning to look a lot like Christmas. And that means it is shopping season. This means making lists, checking prices, and most fun of all being in a Holiday spirit.

I would like to encourage everyone to consider shopping at local stores and other small business. Did you know that most small retail stores do 80% of their sales during November and December? (Yet, the expenses and cost of doing business must be paid 12 months a year.) Small local stores also hired local people for temporary help. (I worked Christmas temp jobs several years. Be nice, that old woman manning a Christmas cart might be someone's grandma.)

Supporting a small business has many advantages also.

Customer service is usually personal, helpful, and with more product information to share.
Often the gifts are unique and/or one of a kind items.
While busy, the stores are not generally crowded.
More and more the smaller, local stores have online shopping also. Check their sites and blogs for current specials.
Non-profit stores don't charge sales tax. Think hospitals, libraries, etc gift stores. (Repeat story "Smart Volunteers are Smart Shoppers" written by Mr. Bruce about CoxHealth Gift Shop)
If items need to be exchanged or additional service is needed, small stores are friendly places after Holidays are over.

Do you have a local store or business that you would like to mention? Feel free to tell us about it in the comments. Have an online store? Please include the link so everyone can visit. Thank-you!
Note: Please click on "read more". I am compiling a list of businesses.

Here are a few of my favorite small businesses.

I follow several people who have small and/or local businesses, Also some great online stores.

Allen's Retail Liquors in Afton, OK owned by Becky McCray
A Better Cook, by Vannie Ryanes. Ask her about Watkins vanilla and spices for holiday cooking.
The good people at TravelOK.com has a list of 125 place in OK to shop.
Kennesaw Florist & Gifts in Kennesaw, GA Check out their great gifts.

I will add others, come back often and check.

How to write a blog

2011-11-08T08:10:00.000-06:00

This article is part of a longer research project I am doing on writing a personal weblog. I got
inspired and jazzed lurking at Blogworld, online of course. I often encourage seniors to write. Just as often, I am asked "how do I blog?"
I just did a Bing search for "how to write a blog"; there were 233,000,000 results. That shows it can all be overwhelming. Go to Amazon, put "how to blog" in the search and you get over 4,000 results. The search method doesn't work too quickly, does it?
I was fortunate to begin my writing back when online stuff was so much simpler. (Note: I have only 3 blogs now and I call them columns.) I use Blogger because it's simple to use, yet my blogs can be designed in various themes. Blogger is a Google product, therefore I doubt if it is going away. They are constantly upgrading and improving it. Also it is free to use, plus there are ways to add ads to monetize your blogs. One thing I like about Blogger is the many different templates that can personalized. (Note: the daisies on MissDazey Notes.)
The software and various tools to do a blog and/or website are numerous, something for everyone no matter what their level of computer skills. What is important to me is that I can use it without having a panic attack.
One excellent way for a senior to learn is to join sites like Eons.com and GrowingBolder.com. Both have a "post blog" feature. This gives you a way of writing a journal type story without having to set up your own blog. If you know of similar sites, would you please give the URL in the comments? Thanks!
Most communities have opportunities to learn different computer skills in friendly, small group settings. Check your local library, senior centers, and community colleges; many of these are free or low fees. Naturally, there are all kinds of online classes. Please do your research on these carefully, be sure they fit you needs and budget.
I think that there are several types of blogs. Next time I am going to give my opinions on the difference of personal, business, and news blogs. Other categories are research articles and reviews.
Meanwhile, back at the ranch, feel free to ask me questions in the comments.

Where is the on button?

2011-10-21T10:57:00.000-05:00

OK, I figured out how to turn my new computer on, what do I do next? What happens if I hit this key? Oh gee, maybe I shouldn't have done that. No, I don't have a 10-year-old kid to ask how this works.
These and many others are thoughts and questions that I had many years ago when I first attempted to learn how to use a computer in general and the Internet specifically. I was lucky enough to learn the basics on a WebTV in a slow easy pace. I was in my late fifties. All the tech stuff and strange jargon scared me, so it was easier not to learn more than I had to know to sent email and those wonderful eCards that I love. It was the same thing with simple word processing tools and/or printers. I knew just enough to get by. I used the library computers for several years and the staff was great to assist me. (Can't tell you how many times my screen froze up and I had to call for help.)
Finally, in the summer of 2000, Mr. Bruce and I combined households and I had a computer to use anytime I wanted...like hours and hours a day. Slowly things started making sense, and I loved it.
I discovered two excellent sources for seniors: Eons.com (free) and SeniorNet.org (membership fee). This was years before "social media" as we know it now. Eons has many groups on just about any subject you can think of, plus it is very easy to use. People are generally very helpful and answer in a way one can understand. Yes, some people use it to promote their business, but that's OK with me.
At the time I belonged to SeniorNet they had the best forum ever. Helpful, clean language, groups galore. I learn more from these groups than I have since. A few years ago they discontinued the forums and I really miss them. I let my membership elapse. Just today when I was looking at the site, I was wondering if I should join again. They have classes in numerous senior centers nationwide, usually taught by seniors for seniors. Also, there are 300 online classes available at a very reasonable cost.
My "go-to" expert is Darrell at Computers With Ease. It is reassuring to have a computer expert I trust. I have learned tons of new stuff since I joined Twitter. Note: please be extra careful not to try getting free advice and free lessons. As one of my favorite Twitter friends says, "No, you cannot pick my brain". This is on Sheila's blog, "Ow! It hurts when you pick my brain". These people are busy professional; don't embarrass yourself by only asking for free stuff. On the other hand, all the business people I personally follow write great articles and always include useful information.
Now, how do I turn this contraption off and have lunch?

A Corny, Geeky Maze

2011-10-14T09:25:00.000-05:00

Humorist Yakov Smirnoff is part of this fun maze in Verona, MO. Click on picture to visit their website.

Have you ever gone through a corn maze? They are great fun, just perfect for a fall entertainment especially for youth groups and family outings. Also, they give the farmer another source of income. This past week a family made the news when they called 9-1-1 for help getting out of one.
I thought this so funny, "today's tech meets old fashion fun." Sometimes I feel I am living in a technical and Internet maze and I have lost my way. I will be going along fine, when I come to a crossroad of new upgrades and don't know which way to turn. One way leads to newer tools for the Internet and/or computer, the other direction to programs that work fine, no need to change things. Problem is I don't know which path leads to what, much less which is best.
I am sure I am like many other seniors who get confused on the Internet. However, people over 50 are the fastest group of new users on the Internet and Social Media. We who are in the Elder Generation are learning to email, take and post digital pictures, read the news online, have online businesses, and do various kinds of research. (Genealogists love the Internet.) Many of us are on Twitter and/or Facebook. We have smart phones!
Blogging is very popular with the older folks; after all we always have wanted to be a writer. One of the very best blog sites for older folks is "Time Goes By"; Ronni Bennett is the TGB proprietor. This award-winning site has articles on various subjects including tech, music, politics, and much more. Growing Bolder is another well-respected site for seniors.
But wait, I am still standing in the middle of the "corny geeky maze" not knowing which way to turn. I can hear a faint call from another older Internet adventurer saying, "Is anyone out there? Can I walk along with you? That way neither of us will be lost and we can learn together."
Of course, that is a terrific idea; let's walk together through the twists and turns of using the computer and the Internet in our daily lives. Look, there is a signpost that reads: Non-Expert Articles Coming Soon!

iSad Too

2011-10-06T18:14:00.000-05:00

Image by Art Jonak

I admit I borrowed the image, I saw it all over the Internet and on CNN. I thought it very touching. I have to admit that I've don't have any Apple products. I do have a great deal of respect to Steve Jobs and Apple. Not only do I people watch, I also company watch, and have been reading about Apple from the beginning. (Still angry the so-called financial expert convinced Mr. Bruce not to buy Apple and Google stock. But that another story.)
Steve Jobs is one of several modern innovators, the geeks of the world who are also serious businessmen. I am a huge fan of Bill Gates and Ted Turner; they made their money by "thinking out of the box", giving thousands of people jobs, and continuing to be nice guys. Just imagine not having a computer, smart phones or Turner Movie Classics.
I read that Steve Jobs has been mentioned over 2 million times online since his passing was reported. Like most people, I've watched the coverage on the news and read several tributes. There is one tribute that stands out to me above all others: Steve Jobs, Thank-you For Contributing to My indePendence. Glenda Watson Hyatt shares what having an iPad means to her. The iPad gave Glenda a voice. Please read her "thank-you" on her blog.
Yes, I am very sad that Steve Jobs passed. We need heroes, people of vision, and cool geeks and nerds.

Positive Tweeting

2011-09-28T10:52:00.000-05:00

"Good morning" is a simple greeting we use everyday, yet it is an important phrase. A kind hello goes a long way in setting ones mood for a day. Beside "good mornings" from Mr. Bruce, I get a couple of emails from special people just to say good morning.
I start (and end) my day on Twitter. There are some very sweet, positive people in my Twitter world; it is delightful to start my day reading their tweets. Liz Strauss shares the sunrise over Chicago, others share quotes, and others share news or events of the day. Yes, this a nice way to start my day.
At the day progresses, so do the tweets. I have noticed that some people use Twitter to complain about the smallest matters, most so unimportant that I wonder why spend time to post it. So now, here I am complaining about the complainers.
Really, do people think just because they have a Twitter and/or Facebook account they should post every little inconvenience that they have? Don't they have better things to tweet about? Don't get me started on people who use #fail. Most time they are not referring to life and death situations. Do you honestly think a business will close because you were personally unhappy? Nor does their problems mean a business or service is totally bad. Of course, reviews are important, please consider giving both sides. Surely good things happens also, don't forget to tell your followers those in a timely matter. Please and thank-you.
I appreciate positive reviews and comments. This morning Shashi appreciated having good cell phone collections at the Washington Hilton. That is good tweeting. Becky shared what is new in Alva, OK. Diane always comments to her followers in a personal way.
Social Media in general and Twitter in particular are powerful tools to communicate with others. In fact, I have got to get back and check tweets. A couple of folks are tweeting and giving reviews from various events and news briefings.

Tell MissDazey

2011-09-23T09:08:00.001-05:00

A big thank-you to my Twitter buddy Joe for suggesting this title.

I had one of the rare light bulb moments when I saw those two words together on a simple tweet. I thought, "Well, of course..that is perfect to add to my motto "Non-expert, at your service".

Here is why: If you tell me something and ask me to keep it secret, I do that. If you have an event, a new blog, new business, or what have you, I am happy to spread that online.

Yes, I do keep secrets. A good example of that is I knew Jeanne Robertson is coming to Kansas City for 2 months before it was officially announced. Whew, that was so hard not to spread around, especially on my Jeanne Fun pages. But I honored my promise to Jeanne.

And yes, I like to broadcast things online via my little stories, Facebook, and especially Twitter. I must confess I have very few followers, but my followers are the best. Tooting my own horn now, but I am proud of being a good conversationalist. I take the "social" part of social media seriously.

My little online world is limited to positive sites, blogs, and people. I leave the political scene, the religious views, and the celebrity gossip to the other few millions of people who are online. A page full of four-letter words is closed very quickly, as do tweets full of them.

Years ago, I thought about having a website called Ask MissDazey. That was back when I was new to the Internet and was having so much fun researching and exploring. I like and use the "ask" features on sites and blogs, especially tourism and CVB sites.

OK, universe...what shall I do with the term "Tell MissDazey". And universe, you know I am still looking for my niche and a bit of earnings.

Brag Basket

2011-09-16T18:31:00.000-05:00

If it's Friday, then it's "Brag Basket" time over on Becky McCray's "Small Biz Survival" website . It's subtitle is: The Rural and Small Town Business Resource. Resource is the right word, Becky shares good practical resources, helpful advise, and encourages other smallbiz people. Becky is on Twitter.
I teased Becky about bragging on my friend Jeanne Robertson. Becky said sure, but I couldn't brag on Jeanne in a few words. So here is the long version, although not the final version. Jeanne is still going and her business is still growing.
Jeanne Robertson has been a speaker for 48 yrs. She was Miss North Carolina is 1963 and soon was asked to give one of her "little speeches" to local organizations. Her business grew, soon she did it full time, giving up her teaching career. Her clients include major companies across the nation, she spoke at the White House, and has been on "60 Minutes". She is the past president of NSA. I could go on and on.
A few years ago, she started doing shows that were open to the public. Now she is a celebrity, but her "little speeches" are still her main job. As she puts it her bread and butter job. Last year she added more new shows, these are called "Comedy With Class".
All this means that Jeanne is speaking 15-25 times a month, almost always in a different city. (She knows every airport and hotel chain well.) Her business office is well organized, thanks to Toni who has been with Jeanne for over 30 years.
One of the reasons that Jeanne Robertson is still so popular today is the fact that she has kept learning (and teaching) and using new modern technology. She uses email, text, and is on Facebook and YouTube. She has an iPad and iPhone.
Anyone who knows me knows I like to follow along with different events when my Twitter friends are speaking. I can't see Jeanne doing these. She speaks for much longer than 10-15 minutes. And keeps everyone's attention. Jeanne, Mr. Bruce, and I come from a different business world. I suppose there is no right or wrong format in the speaking world.

One more brag, I am proud to be Jeanne's friend.

I am equally proud to be Becky's friend.

Road Trip

2011-09-10T12:33:00.000-05:00

Repeating this on all my columns. See everyone next week.

Smart Phones for Smart Seniors

2011-09-04T16:40:00.002-05:00

I have a confession; we do not have a smart phone. What's worst, I don't think we are smart enough to pick one out. Even as I wrote that sentence, my head hurt thinking about choosing the best plan and the best phone for us.
There are so many different ones, so many questions to answer. We are asking ourselves if we can afford it. That is always the first people on set incomes ask themselves.
The second question we have been asking ourselves is "do we need one or do we just want one?" I have wanted one since they came out. But do we need one? What exactly do we plan to do with it? Here is my list:

Take pictures and send them to the internet.
Check email and occasionally Twitter.
Use the GPS feature.

Mr. Bruce has a different list:

Read all those nifty QR codes I see in magazines.
Most of my friends have one

Now those don't seem like sufficient reasons for signing up for anyone's two year cell phone plan. (I know that Walmart has prepaid plans, but I detest Walmart.) We have an older go-phone from AT&T that we use for calling out only. We go weeks at a time in between using it. We have no idea how to text, see no need to learn. Besides, our old fat fingers can't work those little keys assuming we could see them.

Frankly, we laugh that some people never getting off the cell phone, we see them walking around like zombies, head down, some not even aware on what going on around them. Rude!

Next year Mr. Bruce is taking on new responsibilities and challenges, we know he will need a better phone then. We have looked at different companies plans, but that doesn't help. How do we know how many minutes we will use it or how many photos I'll send to a Flickr? When we ask friends what is the best company..well, everyone has their own opinion on that. Someone ask what apps I want...duh..how would I know?

So here is my challenge, please and thank-you. In the comments tell me why or why not the older folks need a cellphone. And if they do, then how to pick one out.

Seniors and the Computer

2011-08-29T10:49:00.000-05:00

Well now, I have tried for 30 minutes to write the first sentence of this article, wonder what is blocking my thoughts. Perhaps I don't know how to define "seniors" or maybe I am afraid I will vent instead of being positive? Maybe I should keep my thoughts to myself? After all, a zillion stories have been written on this subject.
Here is number zillion plus one:

But wait, I just realized why my words are not getting written, I was trying to be serious instead of seeing the humor in things.

In reality marketing tech to people over 65 is big, serious business. That includes everything from selling us a new computer to selling us eBooks. What I find rather odd that some of the marketing gurus, social media experts, and let's not forget the "know it all" types are under the age of 60. Personally, I like have conversations and not be talked down to. Of course, I don't bother reading their blogs and sites.
How do older people learn the new internet fads, gadgets, and "must have" things? My good friend Deb Brown teaches a class called "Senior Boot Camp". I personally think she should take her show, I mean classes, on the road. Lots of us oldsters would like to have a calm, practical lesson on "how-to" do things online.
Mr. Bruce tells about getting his first computer and being so bewildered by it, he almost returned it. A friend showed him how to do things by rapidly doing them herself, talking and typing 40 miles an hour. Picture learning to drive and being taught by a racecar driver by watching him speed around the track.
  I think there is a difference between a Baby Bloomer and a senior citizen. I am a member of the Elder Generation, which is a term I use on another column and a new, still in the works website. Remember please, just because someone is "older", that doesn't mean we are "old". (Some are, some aren't.)
  Goodness, this bit of writing has lifted my spirits and made me enthused about writing some more on the subject of "Seniors and the Computer". Have questions? Comments are welcome.


Attention, please read: A few weeks ago I changed the focus of this column in several ways. First, I don't like the term blog, so use the term column. Second, I only give my opinions, and third, I am a non-expert.

Meet the Characters

2011-08-17T10:06:00.007-05:00

My girls Sheila and Becky

   The speakers for "140Conf Small Town" have been announced. Check out who will be speaking and learn more on this nifty, interactive page. Different bios are shown in the top level each time you refresh the page. Thankfully, I learned this before I emailed Becky McCray and asked her why Sheila Scarborough was featured in a large black box and she was in a smaller white one?
The event will be held again this year in the historic Fox Theatre in Hutchinson, KS. (Yes, I wrote a bit about the Fox Theatre on Jeanne-Fun.) Don't you just love the idea of "old and elegant" and "latest and geekiest" together? Becky and co-host Cody Heitschmidt  along with their hard working friends will make sure every detail is in place. This includes WiFi, live streaming and all kinds of professional equipment.
The program is planned so a varieties of subjects will be covered. The over-all theme is using social media in small towns and in your businesses, be they large or small. A quote from the media page: "It's not a how-to conference. It's an idea conference".

A personal note: The picture above was taken last year at the Small Town 140Conf. I am looking forward to watching the live feed, reading the tweets, and seeing photos. Why are I not going to be there? Several reasons, number one being Mr. Bruce is busy, busy, busy and timing isn't working out. Mr. Bruce and I have "adopted" several online kids and meeting them IRL would be a real blessing. Hopefully another time.

What if

2011-08-10T09:21:00.002-05:00

What if those were my grand-kids dying in Somalia?
What if I had no water or food?
What if my children didn't have a clean, modern hospital like CoxHealth available?

My heart breaks for these people, this seems so unfair. It is too horrible for words. I turn away when this is covered on the news, it hurts to watch. What a shameful thing to do, this is happening whether I watch or not. Yes, I gave a small bit of money, but that seems such little of a thing to do. Sharing my thoughts via a blog is helpful to me only.

CNN salutes everyday heroes, I want to salute two of their reporters who are true heroes, Anderson Cooper and Dr. Sanjay Gupta. These young men go into the field to give the world a detailed report of disasters as soon as possible. (I call them "1st responders") They give a human face to the suffering. CNN has a list of ways to "Impact Your World".

Yes, I know there are problems all around. Yes, I know. But what if?:

What if instead of giving to political champions, everyone would give that money to a charity?
What if we who are active in social media stopped worrying about "klout", what is the newest "gadget", number of followers, etc and started thinking of helping others?
What if we stopping posting negative comments and only did positive ones?
What if everyone on Twitter and Facebook gave just one dollar to a charity of their choice?

Now, back to regular scheduling...it's time for work, daily chores, and humor.

Our trip was great.

2011-08-03T14:29:00.002-05:00

We had a wonderful trip to Rochester, MN to celebrate my birthday. I am writing stories about over on Elder Generation. Meanwhile, back at the ranch as they say, I am recovering from all that fun by napping.

Positive Direct Marketing

2011-07-18T07:57:00.001-05:00

Direct marketing has it's good and bad points. Today I want to discuss the good. Also, I would like everyone to say hello to my very good friend, Vannie Ryanes. I never think of her without also thinking of her love of books, volunteering, and living in a big city. She and I met online via a women's business group, and although we have never met in person we are true friends.
I also think "business woman" when I think of her. Before she officially retired from her "9-5" job, she researched and decided to be an Independent Watkins Associate. She asked questions and got these answers: She was familiar with the products since they were used in her home growing up. She knew the company had a solid business foundation, it has been around for ages. She likes to cook.
Last week Vannie was featured in an article in "The Network Journal Magazine". Please read this great piece by Leah Mullen, where Vannie shares her story on how she grew her business.
She points out to be prepared to work hard. She is faithful to good customer service, answers questions, and/or helps people find the correct information. Direct marketing is so much more than just calling up your families and friends to tell them about this "wonderful new opportunity" you have for them.
Vannie knows how to promote without "hammering you on the head". She is a very talented writer; one example is her "A Better Cook" website. One of her columns on Bellaonline is called "Hot and Spicy Foods".
You can learn more about Vannie by visiting her "Professional Content" page. If you see Vannie online, tell her hi from MissDazey.

Glenda and Darrell Travels

2011-07-07T08:31:00.000-05:00

Have you ever seen a happier smile? This picture was taken when Glenda and Darrell were in Hawaii last January. Read "Postcard Greetings from Hawaii" for more about this trip, she has some beautiful pictures there.
Glenda travels frequently to events, for business, etc. She wrote about one of her speaking events in this story, "Living With Cerebral Palsy Web 2.0 Era". I enjoy her trips because she takes great photos and shares them on her blog.

Darrell goes with her to the Blogworld events held in Las Vegas. (This year in CA) Two years ago Glenda and her friends arranged for Darrell to ride in a NASCAR at the Richard Petty Driving Experience. Enjoy the ride with him, "Dreams Do Come True".

Mr. Bruce and I have adopted Glenda and Darrell as our Canadian kids. Meeting them in person is on my bucket list, they are amazing people. Darrell and I joke about eating ice cream together someday. This picture is of him eating Hagen-Daz in my honor. (I hope it was chocolate.)
I have read Glenda's first book "I'll Do It Myself" several times and each time I giggle, am amazed, and learn something new. (Like Glenda gave flowers to the Queen.) A few days ago I started writing a simple book review for this column; this turned into a book length story itself. I will rework that story for another column. However, do hope y'all have read the book. If not, you can get it via her blog of the same name, "I'll Do It Myself" or this Amazon link.

Jeanne Fun: Badminton at the National Senior Games

2011-06-27T18:20:00.000-05:00

Jeanne Fun: Badminton at the National Senior Games

"Double Trouble" in Lancaster, PA

2011-06-22T09:59:00.000-05:00

I didn't want to go to the double trouble of writing two stories this morning. I do want to share this one, first posted on Jeanne Fun

It was "Double Trouble" with Jeanne Robertson and Carl Hurley last night in Lancaster, PA. This meant double laughter, twice the stories, and a whole bunch of picture taking. I was excited to see this picture on Facebook last night. It made my day.

My online friend Elizabeth Wilder was at the show. She and I have been tweeting about the event for weeks. (I get such "a bang" out of sharing Jeanne stories, so please share yours with me on the comments.) I understand this was a combination Father's Day and Birthday celebration. Happy Birthday Elizabeth!

Elizabeth and I met via Twitter. Elizabeth, aka as Betty, wrote and published her first historical novel at 72. I know it's not polite for tell a woman's age, but Betty is proud of the fact she fulfilled her lifelong dream of writing a book. Historical novels not only take time and effort to write, they take extensive research. For more information about her book, The Spruce Gum Box, please visit her site or click on the Amazon link at the right.

Jeanne and Carl have several "Double Trouble" shows scheduled; please see the "open to the public" page on Jeanne's website. I have tickets for their show in Columbia, MO. Boy, September seems like a long time away.

Change is GOOD!

2011-06-15T10:00:00.002-05:00

MissDazey Here

I am going to use this blog as a "catch all". Originally, I started this blog to have a place to vent, connect with others who have RA and/or arthritis. I still do that some, but have moved on to other interests. I have met some very neat, wonderful people via this and other blogs and of course, I want to stay in contact with them. (Also dropped some negative people, but that is another story.)
I often neglected MissDazey Notes and almost deleted it. However, I paid for the domain, so didn't. I did delete a blog on Prosperous, never got that thing to work for me. I spent too much time editing my edits. I do like commenting on business and internet subjects; figure everyone wants to read my opinion on different business events. I will do that now on this blog.
BLOG...I don't like that word. That is what the world calls these things. I usually call my writings short stories, not blog posts. If I wrote for a magazine or newspaper, these would be a daily column with my own byline. Maybe I'll put that on my bucket list, my own byline. But wait, I do have a byline, weekly ones on 3 different columns. (aka as blogs)
There are many types of blogs and a few million or so blog writers. I personally read several "business blogs" everyday, many "informative blogs" that do not sell things, and a few, "this is what I did today" type blogs.
I do want to add one book via the Amazon link. If you self-publish and are on Amazon, please let me know. Thanks. Here is the first one

This historical novel is set in the Civil War era and is written by Carolyn Schriber, more information is on her website Katzenhous Books. Please visit her and tell her MissDazey says hi.

A Week of Memories

2011-06-02T06:54:00.000-05:00

This a repeat of a story I post on another blog, wanted to share it here too.

Mr. Bruce did a lot of remembering last week as we stayed glued to the TV to watch the news from Joplin, MO. Bruce grew up there and his Mom and step-dad lived there for many years. In fact Bruce even considered moving back there for his retirement years. It is his hometown.

As the giant tornado crossed Joplin, it took lives, injured hundreds, destroyed building after building, and changed people in the area forever. The outpouring of aid and people volunteering to help is the most remarkable thing I personally have ever heard.

Naturally, Bruce knows the area very well that was destroyed. He spent the week telling me stories as he remembers his youth. It was 60 years ago since he went to school and church there, yet in his mind it was still his grade school, his high school, and his town going through this crises. We do know people who live in Joplin, and are very thankful all are OK.

Of course, we had our moments of humor throughout the week. Many actually, stress relief perhaps but mainly just our nature. I silently pledged to be extra sweet to Mr. Bruce for a week, spend time with him and not the computer. I listened to his stories instead of writing stories for my blogs. He cooked some, his own version of recipes that I ate. (Well sampled, a couple of them were too different.)

Saturday we went to Joplin to decorate the graves. I first said I would not go; I didn't want to see it. Bruce assured me we could get to the cemeteries without going through the storm area. The north part of Joplin was normal, business as usual, thank-goodness. More memories and more stories were told, that's normal. I know we have hugged more this week, one never knows that we will have another day to love and laugh together.

Meaning no disrespect to anyone, but I am so glad this week is over. I missed my 24/7 Twitter time. I have so many story ideas swimming around my head that it might explore. Yes, this has been a week of sharing memories, now is the time to make new ones.

Over MissDazey's Rainbow

2011-05-18T10:30:00.003-05:00

I believe in having goals and dreams. I really do. I also believe in being practical and making plans. Maybe it's my age or maybe it's my circumstances but I have a different attitude. Lately whenever I read "it's never to late too dream" I want to scream, "You want to bet." I answer "What are your goals?" with "getting to the bathroom" or "making it down the stairs". Does "doing the laundry and napping" count as a goal? I'm sure that more travel is a big goal of mine. Poor Mr. Bruce has to do all the driving so I am not thinking up big, long trips.
I have always been a dreamer. Many eons ago, I discovered the wonderful world of motivational speakers and books. I gobbled that up like it was manna from heaven, because it gave me hope. I was trying to remember whom the first motivational speaker that meant something to me. I think it would be Dr. Normal Vincent Peale and his book "Power of Positive Thinking" Of course, that had a Christian message too.
I quickly found business leaders I liked. I still can quote Zig Ziglar and Brian Tracy. I wore out a couple of Wayne Dyer CDs. One of my best jobs was working in a retail store called Successories. (They are on Twitter) I was motivated, however...
Life..that seems to follow the "however". (I know the old saying. "Don't say but, get off your butt". However, anyone who knows me knows I don't talk that way.) We always can't change our situations. People get sick, they age, people die. People lose their jobs, gas reaches $4 a gallon, and cars break down. Marriage, new babies, divorce..that's all part of life. In my case RA has made me change, big time.
You know most of the time when I get mad at the "you are never too old to dream" statement is because I am in my late 60's and these young whipper snappers have their best years ahead of them. I need to remember that they are not talking to "ME" and most could care less what I think.
I do have a bucket list that I change frequently. Sharing a few:

This is on my mind all the time lately. A website and/or business for people over 65 written by someone over 65, most sites are written either for boomers or for someone who is young.
Spend a month in Virginia touring as many historical sites as possible.
Meet some of my online friends in person.
Write and sell a book.
Work and travel with Jeanne Robertson...part time, volunteer stuff. I can't keep up with her.
Make enough money to help others open businesses.
Travel, travel, travel
LAUGH!
And lastly, live long enough to do all these things and more.

Thoughts and Prayers??

2011-05-12T08:26:00.000-05:00

I often say that to someone online when they have had bad news or are going through a difficult time. I usually say "Angels on You". I am very sincere when I tell anyone I'm sending you good thoughts and wishing you and yours well.
It's the praying part that I'm not so comfortable about. I believe in God and prayer, just not sure I should be telling the world I am praying. (no, sermons PLEASE!) Shouldn't I be doing that quietly.
So dear friends, rest assure that "I am thinking about you" and sending you thought of angels. Just not praying online.

Hands Up, Step Away from the Computer

2011-04-20T09:04:00.001-05:00

   Years ago, there was a book and movie called "Magnificent Obsession" although all I can remember about it is the title. I have some magnificent obsessions of my own, the computer, the Internet, and Twitter. In that order, because of course I have to turn on the computer to get to Twitter. I leave TweetDeck on all day, so I never miss a tweet. I claim that if I didn't have a computer I would go nuts. There are some who think I am nuts for being online so much. I long ago stopped trying to convince anyone the Twitter is fun, that has to be a personal decision.
  Recently I have had to rethink things, something one does every so often in life. (At my age my rethinking periods have ran into the hundreds.) I have slowly but surely let my computer time become a "black hole" of just killing time. Now isn't that the most terrible thing an intelligent adult to say. Killing time is not healthy, wealthy, or wise.
  Then last night I realized how much enjoyment I was having sitting at the computer reading blogs, researching new ideas, etc. I have renewed my interest in storytelling, have spent hours and hours reading stories. I have bookmarked several new to me storyteller's sites.
  OK, I have to balance my time better, more daily chores time. But wait, I can hurry through them and get back to twitter.. see you there.
Miss_Dazey on Twitter.

Thinking of you, my Twitter friend

2011-04-10T13:46:00.001-05:00

I often write about my special online friends, most whom I have met on Twitter. (My home away from home) Recently, some of my young friends have been saying goodbye to love ones. I watched from afar, sad as I read tweets, blogs, and memorial posts. There is one thing that comes through every time, the love for these special people. Moreover, being able to express this online is remarkable!

I am thinking of five very special women, four of whom have lost their Dads and one their Mom in the past few months. I followed along as their family cared for them. It was very touching. After the loved one passed, I read tributes, many comments, and expressions of sympathy.

Now I have wondered, “Why have I connected with these girls at this particular time?” Don’t know except I am honored to know these ladies and meet their families.

Most of y’all know that I cannot write without mentioning Jeanne. In one of her stories, she tells that when someone passes she bows her head for a second of respect. Also, she takes over a 7-up pound cake. Taking over food to a family is an old time custom; one I hope never gets old fashion. I am sending a virtual 7-up pound cake to my online girls. And bowing my head in a gesture of respect.

"Neither snow nor rain nor heat nor gloom of night"

2011-03-30T13:46:00.000-05:00

   Could keep Mr. Bruce and MissDazey from their big adventures in Kentucky. Actually, we could have used a little heat, everyday was cold and rainy with strong winds all four days. It snowed Saturday night just for good measure.
   We left Springfield, MO at 7am Thursday and arrived in Frankfort, KY 10 hours later. Bruce was tired, he did all the driving..I was exhausted! We ate hamburgers and shakes in our room; I was asleep by 6. Hampton Inns have a good breakfast, one of Mr. Bruce's requirements when booking a hotel.
  He went to the KY archives to do his research. I went back to bed. (aren't I a fun person?) After the best Italian lunch we went to the Kentucky Historical Society. I loved that place! I had my rollator, did OK by sitting down every few minutes. It wasn't until we left the building and the COLD rain hit us that my muscles and joints gave out.
  We were at the Louisville Slugger Museum when it opened. It is the neatest place to visit, especially for 2 old baseball fans like us. We had some time to kill so just drove around. I looked at the great old buildings; Bruce didn't take his eyes off the traffic. We met Jeanne and Al at the Galt Hotel for lunch. I was too vain to meet my idol for the first time using a walker, cane had to do.
  Our big adventure was the show that night. I had arranged for a wheelchair. It would be at the accessibility entrance in main lobby. Fine, except neither of us could see that entrance in the dark and the rain. We finally found a parking garage, Mr. Bruce helped me and my cane to the elevator and the door of the theater. We were surprised to learn we entered at the very top of the theater and then walked down steps to our seats on the first roll. I was in tears by this time, and I'm sure all 1,000 plus people wondered "is that lady insane and dangerous?".
  Fortunately a staff member was able to guide us through the back innards of this huge theater to our seats via winding halls and miles of ramps. Same thing at end of show. When we left the parking garage it was snowing. I honestly don't know how Bruce found the highways or our hotel. His night vision is worst than mind. I couldn't see the stoplights much less roadsigns.
  Was it worth it? You bet! I wrote more about our trip on Elder Generation.

Weathering Bad Stuff

2011-03-17T12:42:00.000-05:00

  Angels on Japan! Like everyone else, I have been glued to the news for a week now. I cannot imagine what the people and the government are going through. One horror after another. I am fortunate, I can take a break from it, these wonderful people cannot.
   I have been touched by some of the good news stories, the strength and kindness of the Japanese people is remarkable. I liked story of the new baby born in the hospital yesterday where most patients were swept away by the tsunami. I wept with joy watching CNN video about the 83-year-old woman who rode her bike out of the danger area. She has the most beautiful smile.
   I keep wondering what I would do under such danger. Chances are I would not be able to save myself. Mr. Bruce and I talk about having an emergency plan, but talk is all we do. Yes, we have both been in extreme weather events and had medical emergencies. (A tornado came through the area we live in 20 years ago. People were killed and houses flatten.) Maybe we think that those things won't happen again. WRONG!
  Small things put me into a panic. I didn't use to be that way, but the older I get the more I worry. It should be the other way around; my experience should assure me things will work out for the best.
   We have done a few things to prepare for "in case anything happens" days. We have our wills written, legal papers in a fire prove safe, and family member have extra key to house. I update a list of business names, including which are paid online..which are all at this time. I have my end of life plans and he has his burial arranged.
   But wait...what about things like, "how to get out of the house in case of fire" or "I've fallen and I can't get up". Where is our emergency tote bag with extra pills, flashlight, and snacks. Oh, I remember we ate the snacks and used the batteries up on the flashlight last year sometime. All joking aside, I am going to rethink and more importantly do something positive about getting prepared.

Outliving Resources

2011-02-12T12:03:00.001-06:00

Most people in my age group do not openly discuss finances. I usually do not discuss money, religion, politics, or "sex". I know that in today's world everyone talks about these things, I am "hip", I am on Twitter and Facebook. However, today I am breaking that rule to write about something on many of my generations mind- "Will I outlive my money"

Please note: There are many opinions on this subject, several articles online everyday, although financial planners write most of them. This article are just my personal thoughts.

I am the first to admit I did not plan for retirement, I was struggling to live day by day. If I had not have met and married Mr. Bruce...oh, dear I don't even want to think about that. He had always planned, saved, and as a result, we live comfortably by being wise with our saving.

At the age of 70 and a half, people are required to take out of their IRA's. That has worked well for us, we use it for taxes, bigger purchases, or vacations. The stock market downturn and the bad economy has taken a big bite though. (as did getting scammed in a business opportunity) We all know we should save for a rainy day, which includes medical and housing expenses.

Retirees have to make some serious decisions, maybe make changes, and hope our resources last. No one knows how long we will live, nor do we really know what is ahead. However, if we only think about the bad "what ifs" we would miss out on the good "I did it" times. My Mother lived through the Great Depression, and she never got over it. She lived in a constant state of worry and was a very negative person. That is sad.

I also know life must be enjoyed. A friend who lives on Social Security knows every free event in her area, although she does pay for somethings. She does something every day, gets her out of the house and enriches her life.

Mr. Bruce and I are figuring out how to get our house in order to sell. Like most people, we can't get into a smaller place until this one sells. Anyone want a big 4 bedroom ranch? We are planning on "aging in place", just not this place. Again..big decisions..how much of our savings we should use?

Years ago a dear friend told Bruce they had out lived their income. We are so glad they did, they are wonderful friends.

Let's Hear It For Laughter

2011-01-24T15:24:00.002-06:00

  Hello out the in cyberspace, have you had a good laugh today? I have. Yes, I know the world is full of awful sad news, but one must take time for laughing. I watched a bit of my daily Jeanne Robertson DVD, laughed so hard I had to stop. Laughter is the best medicine.
  I guess I might as well laugh at the cold and snow, my complaining hasn't helped. Actually, our little corner of SW Missouri missed the big snows, it was just cold. Mr. Bruce took the car to a car wash yesterday to get the splashes off. The sun is so bright today had to close blinds because of the glare. Isn't that wonderful!!
  I know there are people not laughing about the football games yesterday. I personally think the Super Bowl will not be nearly as exciting as the play-off games. Of course, I watch the Super Bowl for the commercials. (PS: We are rooting for Green Bay, but not wearing a cheese head)
  Mr. Bruce and I are having our own yearly winter competition. It's called, "The Thermostat Game". I want it warmer, he wants in cooler. This seems to be a popular game with many married people. Right now, he is winning, just got the propane bill. He tells me to put on more clothes, I tell him to take his shirt off. I have a heater near the computer that is upstairs, so that's a good thing.
  There is a big turkey thawing in the kitchen. Mr. Bruce got it as a Christmas gift from CoxHealth. He will cook it tomorrow; I hope he doesn't forget to put it into a pan. Don't laugh, a couple of turkeys ago that's what he did. Of course he'll divide it into several meal portions for the freezer.
   If you aren't giggling by now, there is something serious wrong. The cure for that is watching a Jeanne video.

Strange Month via MissRose

2011-01-21T18:29:00.000-06:00

   Has everyone forgot me, MissRose. I am MissDazey's special friend who helps get her through the day. I laugh at her jokes, let her cuddle me when she is sad, remind her to take care of herself, and generally be a true friend. I have been really, really busy the last few months, and frankly I'm getting tired. I am ready to go downstairs and watch old movies with Mr. Bruce.
   A couple of months ago MissDazey started tapering off her hydrocortisone. She didn't know it was going to be so difficult. But the good news is, we going have 5 more weeks. Surely that time will go fast.
   MissDazey hasn't been able to write for awhile. (don't tell anyone, she's been very sick) Another challenge is her Medicare supplemental insurance. I don't understand exactly how it happened, but her doctor no longer excepts Humana. She didn't find this out until a couple of days ago..2 weeks after the deadline to change companies. Mis-communication big time.
   But wait, I have good news, and more good news. Good news, Mr. Bruce has a new car. The more good news is that he and MissDazey are going to KY in March to seen Jeanne Robertson in Louisville. How exciting it that! She is wondering what to wear, I'm just hoping she doesn't forget her sports bra.

STC (Senior Texting Code)

2011-01-10T08:19:00.002-06:00

This was posted in one of the groups I follow on eons.com. Sorry I don't know who to give credit to, if anyone knows please let me know. I am always asking people on Twitter who things mean, so got a giggle out of this list.
Since more and more Seniors are texting and tweeting there appears to be a need for a STC (Senior Texting Code). If you qualify for Senior Discounts this may be the code for you.ATD: At The Doctor's
BFF: Best Friend Farted
BTW: Bring The Wheelchair
BYOT: Bring Your Own Teeth
CBM: Covered By Medicare
CUATSC: See You At The Senior Center
DWI: Driving While Incontinent
FWBB: Friend With Beta Blockers
FWIW: Forgot Where I Was
FYI: Found Your Insulin
GGPBL: Gotta Go, Pacemaker Battery Low!
GHA: Got Heartburn Again
HGBM: Had Good Bowel Movement
IMHO: Is My Hearing-Aid On?
LMDO: Laughing My Dentures Out
LOL: Living On Lipitor
LWO: Lawrence Welk's On
OMMR: On My Massage Recliner
OMSG: Oh My! Sorry, Gas.
ROFL... CGU: Rolling On The Floor Laughing.... Can't Get Up
SGGP: Sorry, Gotta Go Poop
TTYL: Talk To You Louder
WAITT: Who Am I Talking To?
WTFA: Wet The Furniture Again
WTP: Where's The Prunes?
WWNO: Walker Wheels Need Oil
GGLKI (Gotta Go, Laxative Kicking In)

Getting Funnier

2011-01-06T09:40:00.003-06:00

   Of course I think I am funny, I laugh at my own jokes and stories all the time. I even laugh at myself often. Last night I read a line in a Facebook comment I simply love and am adopting as my new greeting. It is "Hope things (or you) get funnier soon". I definitely want to use that instead of "Get well soon" or "Sorry you having a bad day" Sometimes people are sick or are having the world cave in on them. Humor gets me through these kinds of things. I borrowed my sister's way of blessing folks, "Angels on you" for sad occasions.
  Today I am looking for the humor in "senior moments". Started my day by not adding water to the coffee maker, almost burned it up. Then I couldn't remember if I clicked on send for an important email. It didn't show up in my sent folder, so I resent it. For a couple of years I have been thinking one word, typing another, this morning it got out of hand, sent some really silly tweets. Thank goodness there is a delete button. By 9am I was laughing, wondering what's next.
  One good thing about senior moments-- I get to learn new things...over and over. I like learning. I like computer and Internet gadgets, have downloaded several I am relearning to use. Thought that would be a nice winter project.
  OK, I am off to get funnier with Mr. Bruce. We are taking a short drive to Branson for lunch. But before I do, please join me on Twitter. Also a gentle reminder, I have two other blogs: Elder Generation and MissDazey Biz. Thanks for stopping by.

Hello 2011

2010-12-27T18:00:00.000-06:00

Happy New Year everyone. Bruce and I are running away from home, however we will be home Thursday night. I trust everyone had a great Christmas and are looking forward to 2011. If you live in the snow and cold areas, please take care, stay warm, and make snow ice-cream.

For your reading pleasure, please visit Elder Generation. I wrote a short story about our Christmas. See you in 2011.

Merry Christmas

2010-12-20T12:56:00.000-06:00

The End

2010-12-09T18:15:00.003-06:00

   I am writing this tonight because of a discussion Mr. Bruce and I had today, and because I like to laugh at things. It is not meant to be anything but something to giggle over.
   I'm not sure how we got on the subject of funerals, but we did. Maybe it was because we are both so angry with the so-called church group that are going to disrupt the services for Elizabeth Edwards. Maybe its because so many of our friends are passing away. Anyway, we were discussing funerals, well more correctly "celebrations of life".
  He said something about my kids getting together and giving me a send-off. I replied, "Well, they can get together if they like and share stories. Where should they have it?"
  With out missing a beat he said, "Chuckie Cheese. That way people can play the games and eat pizza. That is where all the parties are held for your bunch. There are lots of fun things to do, although it's very nosily."
  I was laughing thinking about that scene. "I hope they are win a whole bunch of tickets and get a good prize." We carried that on for a few minutes, then I reminded him there of an earlier plan. "Remember Chuckie Cheese is non-smoking. So my plan is better. Go to the casino and leave my ashes in several ash trays." By this time, I had tears rolling down my cheeks.
  Then I thought of something...Jeanne Robertson DVDs or CDs. Here's the plan: rent a big room at a hotel, arrange for a DVD player, and show Jeanne's shows. She has a very funny story called "The Interments of Cousin Rudolph Elroy Branch" on "Just For Fun" DVD. There should be lots of flowers and balloons. I'm sure that peanut butter sandwiches and chocolate ice cream should be served. Of course, there must be pound cake, Jeanne fans will understand why.
  Last request: make sure the hotel has WIFI so you can bring in a laptop so all of my online friends can joined in telling MissDazey stories.

Note: Mr Bruce is a very traditional guy; he plans on a typical service. I on the other hand, do not want that. I have arranged for my body to be donated to science, then my remains cremated. Life is to be enjoyed to the fullest, I am very thankful I have a crazy sense of humor, especially these days. Angels on you all. You are all invited to my celebration party...MANY YEARS FROM NOW!

Need a Title Now

2010-11-24T09:15:00.001-06:00

I hope a title for this story comes to me before I publish it. Oh, what about an image, do I have one I like? Would I rather go watch Matlock? For some reasons writing hasn’t happened this week. I often wonder what would happen if I made my living writing. OK, here goes with Pandora music in the background.

I do have one thing to share here with my fellow arthritis and RA friends. I am going to taper off my only medicine for it. I have taken Hydrocortisone for almost two years, seems that it long enough. This must be very powerful stuff because the tapering off period is four months.

I had an appointment with Dr. B yesterday. He is a pain management doctor, unfortunately not much he can do for me at this point. I really like him. They had changed their computer system and all my information had to be put in again. The nurse asked all the usual question, medicine history etc. When she got to the lists of ailments she asked, “Any depression”

“No, not depressed, I twitter.” Made her smile. Speaking of making people smile, I handed out my business card to the doctor and staff. Wanted to remind them and myself that laughter is very good for what ails you.

One thing that is not good for me is taking my blood pressure with one of those machines. My BP is very hard to take, very weak pulse. The office didn’t have a regular manual BP cuff, so I endured five attempts before she could get a reading. At least this time I didn’t burst out in tears.

I am writing this the day before Thanksgiving. (I am not a holiday person) I have enough things to be thankful to fill a book. There would be a chapter entitled, “Blog Readers, Angels on You”.

Signs of the Times

2010-11-16T17:51:00.000-06:00

This was sent to me in error:

"Unmentionables"

2010-11-04T12:17:00.003-05:00

Warning, this is about women stuff and I doubt if the many men could relate.
   Several months ago, MissRose shared a bit about my bra problems in a story. I know that I have also told the blogging world about my weight, how I hate it, and it is causing major challenges. Thought I might share this funny challenge.
   Let’s discuss bras-what? I am of the old school generation when nice girls didn’t discuss underwear in public, at least I usually don’t. The older I get, the more proper I’ve become, heavens I don’t even watch the Victoria Secret commercials. However, bras have been a topic of discussions at my house for several weeks now.
  I've told about my problem with not being able to get bra on or to find the right size. I only wear a "king size" sport bra when I leave the house, and then when a jacket or sweaters on to make sure things are covered. A week or so ago I mentioned to Bruce something about this.
   He replied, "I think we have enough money to buy you a new bra." Sunday morning I was upstairs on computer, he was downstairs watching TV. Later in the day he said, "I watched an infocommerical and found you a new bra. It's called the Ahh Bra. You put it over your head like a t-shirt. No hooks."
   I burst out laughing...the thought of this old 75-year-old man watching a bra commercial. I teased him, asked if the Victoria Secret ads were too much for his heart. I did get Bing search to see what an Ahh Bra is, nothing more than a sports bra like the ones I have. However, I got on eBay, bought an arthritis bra to try out.
   Fast forward to Monday with the package arrived with 2 new bras. I couldn’t wait to see if I really could fasten it with only 2 fingers. When I opened the package I thought, gee that looks very big. It is, by at least 4 inches. Silly me, I didn’t even think about measuring myself, kind of guessed based on sport bras I have. They fit OK, but are just tight enough to press on my spine and my “ouch area”. Therefore, I went up a size. What I hadn’t taken into account was sport bras really don’t have bra cups, regular bras do.
  The old carpenter and tailor rule goes, “Measure twice, and cut once”. Next time I will measure. (I am putting the bras into the clothing to be donated to thrift store.)

Tough Times Don't Last

2010-10-21T11:27:00.000-05:00

I share a few of my thoughts about Crystal Cathedral on my Elder Generation blog. To read it click here. I also share good memories about my friend Venna who was a real live flying angel.

Miss Catt

2010-10-14T08:37:00.000-05:00

  Several years ago I had a blog connected to my Hotmail account, it was called Daisy Basket. Though it I met Carole and her beautiful cat. I've always called her Miss Catt...I'm not sure what her real name is. No matter, Carole and Miss Catt are good friends and also excellent bloggers.
  Miss Catt's blog is called Admiral Hestorb. She is very good to write almost everyday, is always cheerful and positive. She always has many followers, most of these followers are also kitties and other "kids with fur".
  MissRose also likes to read Miss Catt's blog stories. MissRose knows how hard it is to take care of a "human", and likes to learn tricks from others.

Whoopie Dazey

2010-10-05T13:12:00.001-05:00

   MissRose here again this week, I am having to work overtime. Last week I told everyone how much I like fall...meaning autumn. You know when the leaves turn every shade of reds, golds, browns and then fall to carpet the yards. Yes, that is the "fall" I like.
   However, the fall I have to tell about now is the ouch, this hurts kind. Last night MissDazey FELL. Not a hard fall, more of a plop right on her fanny. She had dropped something and when she tried picking it up, her knee buckled and down she went. (I was in the other room or I would have picked it up for her.)
   Mr. Bruce was outside getting the mail, he was surprised when he came in and saw MissDazey sitting on the floor laughing and looking like a happy Buddha. However, neither one of them laughed when MissDazey couldn't get up.

   MissDazey here, I'm think I'd better tell the rest of this, MissRose wasn't even in the room. Although I did give her a big hug and let her wipe away my tears later. Because I have very little muscle or joints working properly, I have a fear of falling. I have been lucky that it's only happened a few times.
  Last night Mr. Bruce was going to try lifting me...no way would I allow that because he has a bad back and I am not a tiny person. I could not figure out how to get up..nothing seemed to work. Of course, silly us, neither of us was thinking straight. I was trying to pull myself up onto a rolling chair..which of course kept rolling away.
  I will spare everyone the detail of how I finally got off the floor. Not a pretty tale. This did make me really think about how to handle "life's little challenges". I know that I must put safety first. I know there must be a way of rebuilding muscles and I certainly can lose weight.
Meanwhile, MissRose and I are going to take a nap."Say good-bye," MissRose.
   "Good-bye everyone."

MissRose Likes Fall

2010-09-24T16:31:00.001-05:00

MissRose here today

   Why is it that weeks and months are flying by so fast? I have been out on the front porch rocking and soaking up a little sun. It is a beautiful sunny day, almost 80° and the grass is green. I watched the yellow leaves coming off the walnut trees, it looked like it was snowing yellow flakes. Yet it is the last of September, Fall is officially here. I just can't figure out where Summer went, can you?
   I like fall because there are crisp fresh apples to munch on and the trees turn beautiful colors. MissDazey and Mr. Bruce watch TV for hours when this game called football is on. I'm not sure I should be watching that, the players are throwing a "pig skin" around. (I hope that's not anyone I know.) I heard the Razorbacks are playing on Saturday so I will watch that game.
   MissDazey has been down for the count this week. I have given her lots of TLC and she is doing a bit better. Mr. Bruce has been working everyday helping with inventory at the CoxHealth gift shops. I think he will need some TLC this weekend too.
   Not much else to report..that's a good thing isn't it? Means no big emergencies and that I am doing my job.

Pills and Shots

2010-09-15T10:44:00.000-05:00

    I have written before about my terrible phobia and panic attacks when I have to go to the doctor. This is a lifelong situation that I know will not be overcome in my lifetime. However, I decided that I had to go to the doctor and I had to be an adult. Yesterday I had an appointment with my lovely nurse practitioner, Miss Kay. I thought this a perfect time to practice what Jeanne Robertson teaches, to find humor in every situation. I must explain however, because of my nervousness I overdid the jokes and talked too fast. But it got me through the hour, besides that doctors charge by the minute. So Miss. K. made a few bucks.

    This was actually just a routine visit to go over lab tests and medication. I did not understand a single thing she was saying about all the numbers but I tried to listen politely. Overall things have not changed too much. My cholesterol numbers were not good for the first time in my adult life. I told her I lived on cookies and ice cream, and I'm sure that has something to do with it. My vitamin D level was down, so I'm doing a round of high-dose level vitamin D. Oh dear, one of my favorite people on twitter just tweeted about cholesterol levels. Have to go read that. Maybe I should not try to write a blog and follow Tweetdeck at the same time.
    I know this will sound minor, but I was so excited to see I had lost a few pounds. Yes, it was a small few pounds, by every tiny ounce counts. It actually encouraged me to think about what I want to eat this winter.
    I told her that I was going to Walgreens to get my flu shot. She suggested that I get pneumonia shot also. I had gotten the first shot before I was 65, and it is recommended that I get one again. She also advised that I get a vaccine for the shingles virus. I will do that in a week or two, I have seen too many people very sick with the shingles.
    One note about my office visit, I gave Miss. Kay and the nurse one of my business cards just to see the expression on their face when they tried to figure out what a non-expert is. I love that.
    Our next stop was Walgreens to pick up prescriptions and get my flu shots. I am very grateful to the nice young tech that was able to find my Medicare number in the computer since I do not carry that card. It saved me having to come home and go back. The man who gave me my shots was very kind and considerate; I did not feel a thing. This is the earliest I have gotten my shots. I understand there is plenty of vaccine, and they are recommending everyone over 6 months of age to get the flu shot.

Mr. Bruce asked me if I wanted to go anywhere else. Yes, Andy’s Frozen Custard, I had a German Chocolate Cake concrete. Yummy! Now that I have the medical stuff out of the way, I can sit back and enjoy my winter by spending endless hours on Twitter and watching Jeanie Robertson DVDs

Have a Giggle

2010-09-07T16:58:00.000-05:00

I started to title this story “Humor in the Lab”, because my lab experience was funny this morning. I had to go in for a routine fasting blood test this morning. We went early so we could go to breakfast as soon as possible.
I was called in immediately; this is a very busy lab with the nicest techs. She asked if I had a better arm for the stick. I politely said no, but my veins are hard to find and they usually use a hand. She gave me that, “There, there dear, we know best smile”. Then she begins to look at my elbow area. OK, I’m thinking, “But dearly, I’m the one being stuck, know what they done it the past.” Sure enough, neither arm worked.

By this time, another tech came over to assist and she and I got to chatting. She remembered my tiny, uncooperative veins. Tech B took over, Tech A apologized. The three of us were giggling and telling stories. Just before she left Tech A said something about my sense of humor, and I gave her this business card.

She had the blankest love on her face and said, “What are you a non-expert in.” I didn’t blink when I told her to check my Twitter and blogs to find out.

Finally, after 40 minutes we left the clinic and went to iHop for breakfast. I was in the mood for some “Rooty-Tooty, Fresh N Fruity” pancakes. Our very young server quickly brought us coffee and took our order. She had a high pitched voiced and must of said “Right” a dozen times, drawing the word out to 3 syllables. Bruce and I could hardly keep from giggling aloud. “Ri-gh-t” has been our word all day.
I honestly think my sense of humor is my strongest asset; it gets me through almost anything.

No Internet is Not Funny

2010-08-31T13:21:00.001-05:00

    MissRose here today writing a very short note for MissDazey. Believe me when I say I have been busy keeping her calm and collected the last couple of days. Sunday night the router went out and she had no Internet. MissDazey went into a tailspin, to her it was a big emergency. I think she completely over reacted.
   Finally in an attempt to show her there are other things in life besides email and tweeting, I suggested she watch a Jeanne Robertson DVD. That did the trick, she laughed until she cried. Jeanne reminded her to see the humor in any situation.
   That sweetheart Mr. Bruce made two trips to Best Buy to get a new router. He figured out on those instructions and which wire went where. He is my hero, I couldn't have kept her calm much longer. What is going to happen if she doesn't tweet for several days? I don't want to think about.

Lifelong Friends

2010-08-22T22:41:00.004-05:00

      Dearly beloved, we are gathered here on this blog to join you and others in the delightful funny world of MissDazey. OK, that line has nothing at all to do with what I am writing, just thought it clever. Now, it’s on with the topic of the day, longtime friends. I'd like everyone to meet one of my oldest and dearest friends, Georgia Ott
    Earlier today, I had a phone call from Georgia. One of her and Jack’s very best longtime friends had passed away recently. We talked about how the family is doing and what plans have been made, the typical “I’m so sorry part.” However, Georgia and I were also giggling, being ourselves with silly stories and comments.
I have known Georgia for almost 45 years, and to say we have been through a lot together is putting it mildly. We went through the early raising kids on a shoestring budget, teenagers, and watching them become adults. Now we are going through the same feelings and fears with our grandkids. She was there for me through my divorce and emotional breakdowns. We have always turned to one another during illness, and believe me there have been plenty.
   Georgia seems to bring out the best in people. She and I both like to laugh, be silly at times. We figure that if the situation is not worth finding the brighter side and a bit of humor, then it’s not worth going through.
   My wish for everyone is for you to have a good friend like Georgia and Jack. Of course, I have many true, blue friends, but today I have been down memory lane with her. It is full of wonderful memories and I can hardly wait to see what is ahead just around the bend.

Georgia is on Facebook, click on above picture

I have more fun stories about Georgia on my Eldergeneration Blog. Birthday party report here and here.

Driving Mr. Bruce

2010-08-14T09:36:00.002-05:00

Let's call this a senior moment, shall we? I posted this story on the wrong blog, meant it for Elder Generation. No problem, it's on both now.

This cute picture reminded me of the last time I drove the car. It has been over a year ago, I think Bruce is over the trauma. He had to have some dental surgery and of course, he was given knock-out stuff and pain medicine. He was told not to drive until the next day, so either we ask someone to drive him or I had to drive. We don’t like bothering others; also this is an issue that we must address in a practical matter.

Bruce drives a Buick Lucerne, which is big heavy car. The car’s nickname is Tank, which should give you some idea of how it looks and drives. My first challenge was adjusting the seat and windows, I am a 5’1” weakling, and he is a 5’10” guy. We went early and Bruce helped get my big driving cushion into place, raise the driver’s seat to the highest level, and give me all kinds of instructions. Only thing was, he had pulled straight into a parking slot, which meant I’d have to back-out. Neither of us thought of that.

I am happy to report the surgery went fine; 3 hours later is was D-hour. (Driving time) The nurse said to bring the car to the patient loading door. OK, but first I had to figure out how to get the key into the ignition and start the car with my bad hand. That done, I realized I had to back out of the parking spot, now where is the reverse? (Thankfully we have an automatic everything on the car) OK, got to door, Bruce got in, dopier than a Saturday night drunk.

We had carefully planned our route home taking back streets most of the way, still the first part was on busy main streets. For some reasons the other drivers didn’t like being behind an old woman driving 20mph in a 35mph. Nor did they understand I put my brakes on too soon when I saw a stop light ahead of me.

By the time we were on the safer side streets I had gone into a panic attack and was moving along at a 15mph. Bruce had enough wits about him to tell me to press the gas pedal.

Of course we finally got home, and parked Tank into the garage. I swear I heard the car give a big sigh of relief…I know I did.

Mickelson, Arthritis, and Me

2010-08-11T08:39:00.001-05:00

    My first reaction when I read the headlines about Phil Mickelson having arthritis was, “His age is catching up with him. Maybe he will become a spokesperson for one of the big drug or medical supply companies like his golfing buddies, Jack Nicklaus or Arnold Palmer.”
   Then I read the news releases and a couple of reporters write-ups. This is from one on Yahoo Sports.
“Mickelson revealed Tuesday he has psoriatic arthritis, which causes his immune system to attack his joints and tendons. He noticed the first symptoms five days before the U.S. Open, and the pain eventually got so bad he made a visit to the Mayo Clinic”
   Psoriatic arthritis! That phrase hit me like a ton of bricks. I read the article and then sat staring at the screen for a good 5 minutes. So many thoughts went flooding though my head and emotions. Like, “How long has he had psoriasis?”
   I adore Phil, always have, he is a fantastic golfer, ranked this week at world’s number 2 player. I still can’t believe that he missed moving in the number one spot by one stroke. It will happen the next time he plays, I think. Yes, I am still a Tiger fan, but I think it is Phil’s turn now.
   I am not a medical person, so therefore I do not want to give medical advice in any fashion, not even a minor description. I can write about my personal experiences. I have had severe psoriasis for 50 years; however, I never talk about it. It is a very personal subject. I have severe arthritis, am disabled and getting worse. Since I had no insurance, I did not see a doctor until I got on Medicare. I have had doctors tell me I have RA and PA, plus arthritis. Aren’t I special to be gifted with that, when so many people only have one kind? One of my other special gifts is that I cannot take most medicines because I have severe reactions to them.
   The paper said Phil is being treated with Enbrel, a weekly treatment that has good results for many people. He went to Mayo Clinic, again an excellent medical choice. I am so sorry and sad that Mickelson has these problems. I suspect many more golfers have various forms of arthritis than the public knows about. Honestly, it is no one’s business.

   Be assured I will be watching when Phil becomes world’s number 1 golfer. He is already #1 in my book.

Old Geezer Breakfast Hour

2010-08-03T09:28:00.002-05:00

   Bruce and I went to breakfast this morning at a local buffet. We usually do not go out during the middle of the week for breakfast. Since this morning is Election Day, grocery-shopping day, and just relax day, we decided it was a good time to eat out too. The buffet that we ate at has been there for years however, we don't go to it too often. We are not the buffet type. The Café 55 is attached to large grocery store, many of the items comes straight from the deli and are always tasty, just plain.

   We had a late breakfast; it was 8 o'clock when we got there. There were only the couple of dozen people there and I do not think that there was a person eating under the age of 60. Everyone was dressed casually, lots of laughter going on. People were reading newspapers as they sipped on coffee, just enjoying their morning. I told Bruce that I thought this was old geezer hour. In several of the booths were 2 or 4 men visiting joking and drinking coffee, just enjoying each other's company. Sitting directly behind us were two ladies who obviously were good friends, sharing one another's problems.
   Yes, this was an important part of each one's day to get out of the house and socialize. Too many times, after one has retired we don’t get together with people. Everyone knows that it is important to socialize with other people and stay active during our retirement years. Having breakfast or lunch with our buddies at a local diner is the most natural thing in the world to me. You can go into any McDonald's or other fast food places between the hours of 7 and 9 in the morning nationwide, and find friends visiting over a cup of coffee. Bruce and I like to travel and when we stop for a break during this time we will observe these friends chattering away. I have often wished I had enough nerve to visit with people and record a few of their stories. I think that would make a fun book, but of course that would be an invasion of someone's privacy.
   Anyway, this morning as we sat and watched I told Bruce, I feel a blog coming on. Thanks for reading it.

MissRose Meets a Dragon

2010-07-28T11:44:00.003-05:00

Miss Rose here today.
   Hello everyone, I am writing today for MissDazey, who is busy playing with her new Dragon software. She is nice enough to let me write a bit for her and tell you what she is up to lately. She is using Dragon “voice to text” software called Naturally Speaking. This is one of the few times that I wished MissDazey would let me have a video camera, this session is hilarious. Honestly, I did not know that MissDazey spoke only hillbilly. Dragon is having trouble understanding her words. She only started playing around with this last week, so has much to learn. Her friend Darrell has offered to help her and she has a list of questions to ask him later. Hopefully she will figure more of it out by practising.

   One of the reasons that she wanted to get this software is because she sometimes is thinking one word then types another one. Now she is speaking one word, but the software is hearing and typing another word. Another reason to use this is to save her hands and wrists from hurting. There she goes laughing aloud again, and the software is trying to type her laughter.
   Okay, you blog readers I see that she has closed that program, although she is still laughing.

Ryan Remembered

2010-07-22T16:56:00.000-05:00

I need to add one more article for the "Empowering People with Disabilities". I'd like you to meet Ryan. Ryan was born premature and with Spina Bifida. This little girl and her loving family showed the world you can have disability and be loving, giving, and strong. I have never met a more positive family. Grandma Georgia is one of my best friends.

I watched this tiny baby blossom to a teenager. She spent many days and weeks in a hospital, that was just routine. She made friends with everyone, was the best fund raiser Children Mircle Network, and just an sweetheart to be around.

Ryan, I miss you...and love you dearly.

The following was in the Springfield, MO News-Leader
Birth: Jul. 4, 1988

Death: May 18, 2006
The earth was blessed with the birth of Jacqueline Ryan Capps on July 4, 1988. Ryan lived her life with a passion for loving and helping others until she was welcomed by the angels into her heavenly home at 2 a.m. May 18, 2006.
Ryan's life ended as a result of complications with end-stage renal failure. She had fought the disease for several years before choosing to stop her hemo dialysis treatments. She completed her life of 17 years at her home in Ozark, surrounded by her family and friends.

Ryan was the well-known face and the voice of the Children's Miracle Network as their Ambassador for the last 12 years. Ryan has been an active host for many fund raising events for CMN, as well as appearing on the annual CMN Telethon. She was born with Spina Bifida, a paralyzing neuro defect, and was confined to a wheelchair.

However, her spirit was always free to inspire and enrich the lives of all who knew and loved her. Her smile was contagious and her incredible energy was unforgettable. She had an amazing drive to spread the word about how much Children's Miracle Network had helped her and her family through the physical challenges she faced.

Empowering Myself

2010-07-20T08:24:00.001-05:00

   Empowerment, I do like that word. There is strength in it, in fact the very center of it is "power". I am not talking about overpowering others, but knowing that each of us has "power" over ourselves in the way we think and handle life on a day to day bases.
   My physical limitations came over several years, a slow painful process that is on going. (and speeding up, I might add) I was lucky that I could make the adjustments gradually.
   Yesterday I ordered speech to text software, I can't wait for it to get here and try it. I love, yes love it the right word, being on the Internet. The Internet and the computer is my lifeline to family and friends. Through Twitter and blogs I can interact with, well, the world. My hands and wrists are making it very difficult to click and clack so much on the keyboard. I ordered the standard edition of Dragon. I'll let you know how it works for me.
  I appreciate the opportunity to join others in blogging during "People First, Empowering People with Disabilities". Almost 300 blogging are posting blogs on the subject. A list and more information can be found on Bloggers Unite.

Empowering With Communication

2010-07-12T09:29:00.002-05:00

I personally think communicating with another person begins at birth. Every mother knows when her new baby needs fed or just wants held. Baby’s first words are precious. Besides the spoken word there are many ways of letting another person know what you want to say, such as body movements, smiles, sign language, and writing are just a few ways. I would like to tell you about a couple of very inspiring womwn I know via Twitter and how they communicate even though they have “disabilities”. I don’t know about using that word to describe either of them, maybe challenges would be a better word.

Meet Glenda Watson Hyatt
   From her blog page: “Glenda Watson Hyatt shares her experiences living with cerebral palsy to motivate and inspire others to think about how they perceive their own situation and their own world around them. She does all this by typing with only her left thumb!”
   I have become Glenda’s number one fan; she inspires me in so many different ways. I consider finding her on Twitter a “God Wink”. Her Twitter bio says: “Specializing in accessibility on the web and in real life.” Recently Glenda bought an iPad which has changed the way she talks in public. Please read her review of the iPad on her blog post that reviews it.
   Glenda travels extensively to do consulting, give presentations, attend conventions, and more. I never say “Go Glenda” because I know she has already gone to help others.

Meet Karen Putz
   From her blog page: If you haven’t figured it out yet, I’m a deaf mom of three deaf and hard of hearing kiddos. The hubby is deaf too. However, we’ve got a cute little Westie who can hear a rabbit breathing a half mile away
On Twitter Karen goes by DeafMom, because as she says that describes her. Karen is a writer, a very good one too. She gives links to her writing on the blog. Karen is a barefooter, she skis barefooted. She writes about that too.
Karen is very involved with communication via her work at ZVRS. They provide Video Relay Service and so much more. Please visit the site for information.
One last personal note about communicating, I am disabled but I sure haven’t stop communicating. I do more and more of it via emails, blogs, twitter, etc. I rarely talk on the phone, which is something that surprises me since I used to be on the phone so much. (Maybe I made too many cold calls)

I always say, I am always just a click away.

Weather Report

2010-07-08T22:28:00.000-05:00

    MissRose here tonight
Just a short statement about the weather, it's hot and humid in Missouri. Oh, it's hot where you live too? Sorry, to hear that. I wanted to remind everyone to take extra special care of yourself during this extreme heat.
   It a strange thing how the combo of heat and humidity can make our joints hurt so badly. After all, don't we use a heating pad all the time. It seems the summer heat would be a good thing. In our area we are having storms come through. Poor Mr. R has been down in his knees and back, his bones were telling him the weather was changing.
   MissDazey doesn't like a/c, she is wearing a sweater. Of course, she doesn't like the 90° temperatures either. Tuesday she and Mr. R went to the pineapple whip stand, not only is it yummy it's so cold you have "brain freeze". I wish I could send everyone a cold cup of pineapple whip via email. That would be cool!

Empowering With a Mobility Scooter

2010-07-05T23:24:00.002-05:00

   This is the first of my blog posts for “People First: Empowering People with Disabilities”, a Blogger Unite event.
   My Twitter friend Lisa Emrich wrote a bit about this subject in her blog post called “Sense of Independence and Freedom” She tells about her friend Kay who had rented a scooter for a cruise. Lisa is so wise when she says a sense of independence is empowering.

      At this time, I do not use a mobility scooter, although I do want one. It is getting to difficult for me to walk or stand more than a couple of minutes. Yes, I have a wheelchair; I hate asking Bruce with his bad back to push me. You can read about this in an earlier story. When we are out, I see other elderly people zipping in and out, maneuvering around stores and the large casinos.
    Actually, we have been discussing mobility scooters for a couple of years. Here is the situation in my case, our house it not handicap friendly in any way with narrow halls and doorways, stairs to the lower living area, etc. However, the big drawback is how to transport a scooter. Bruce can’t see himself driving a van. We both wonder about how comfortable they are to ride in on long trips. We like our big comfortable Buick LeSabre.
   That has not kept me from researching power chairs and scooters, or from asking questions about them. I also have looked into the best vans for transporting scooters. What does it costs to outfit a new van? Would the cost be worth it?
   Many stores, businesses, casinos, and other places have mobility scooter for their customers, either free or a reasonable fee. Call me silly, but since I don’t know how to use one, I’m afraid I will run over people, take out a shelf of canned goods, or something. Yes, I have many questions and challenges. But this one thing I know for sure...

Getting around can be empowering.

Can I Have the Car Keys?

2010-06-26T10:22:00.001-05:00

I wrote about older people driving on the Elder Generation. Just my thoughts on the subject. Thanks for reading it.

Hands- BE THANKFUL!

2010-06-20T13:13:00.002-05:00

    I know that hands can be very, very painful. And losing the use of your hands is more than scary. I very clearly remember the first time I realized how badly deformed my hands and feet were getting; they look awful. I can't even remember when my fingers started turning, has to be over 25-30 years ago. Because I have very limited use of my hands, it is best to me to do the most important stuff first, like bathing, dressing, hugs, bit of housework.

   I probably should put being on computer last, but I don’t. I can still use one finger on my right hand, two on my left. I don’t overdo my computer time; I have to know other things are much more important.
   Now I could go on and on, but honestly what good would that do. Everyone: please do whatever is best for you and your situation. Know that adjustments can be made on your life and everyday living.
   This might sound rude or Pollyannaish; however, here is one way I get through my day, the way my mind must work for my own understanding.
   Am I any worse off than others with RA, arthritis, etc? NO! Other people I know have cancer, heart problems, CP, MS, and every other illness. They suffer too. I am so thankful for my excellent overall health, that I am smart and can think straight, and have a supportive family.
   Here is the best thing I ever have done, BE THANKFUL! When I see and read stories about our brave service men and women losing their hands, feet, arms, and legs then I am THANKFUL. I have hands and feet to hurt. (I can type with my 3 fingers.) When I read about millions of poor people in 3rd world countries who have no food, much less aspirin or medicinal services, I am THANKFUL! I can buy OTC painkillers any time, and have Bruce here to open the bottles. I can go to a Doctor of my choice, or choose not to as I am doing now. Gee, I can even complain about Medicare, Insurance, too many tests, etc.

Yes, I am THANKFUL and trust all my readers are too.

We are BLESSED. ANGELS ON YOU!

Chicken and Guardian Angel Stories

2010-06-15T08:22:00.003-05:00

    I love chicken!! When we go out I usually have chicken, he has fish. Usually have chicken strips. Last week we were watching an old Matlock and in the show he was having home cooked fried chicken. It made me so hungry for it, about all I talked about for days. It has been over 25 years since I fried a chicken myself.
   After the funeral Thursday we went to the house for a short visit. The good women of the church and the neighbors had brought in tons of food. You guess it, there was a big aluminum serving pan of the best looking fried chicken, must have been 3 birds in that pan. Well, here I was in a strange house, didn't know anyone but Claudia and Bill. Bill and Bruce along with a couple other old guys were standing around the buffet table eating standing up. The chairs had been push aside, along the wall.
   Now what was I to do? With my one hand I couldn't juggle a paper plate and also eat a chicken breast. (Besides my eating with my hands isn't pretty.) I didn't want to pull up a chair to the table, especially when the men weren't. So I took a half of a ham salad sandwich, made with white bread, some other finger food, sat in the corner with paper plate in my lap, mouthwatering over the chicken.
Today is CHICKEN DAY!

Guardian Angels by MissRose

   Do you believe in Guardian Angels? MissDazey certainty does, so do I. She has had so many incidences of unexplained protection, guidance, and plain old miracles, she knows they are real. Of course I, MissRose, only joined her a year ago, but she has told me about some super neat stuff from her past.
   Her angel was busy last week, had to work overtime even. I suspect that it takes two watching over her when she goes up and down the stairs. It takes one to keep her knees from buckling, the other to get her ankle straight.
   A funny thing happened to her while visiting family in Coffeyville, KS last Thursday. Bruce and she were visiting family, actually had gone to funeral and were at the house to a light supper. MissDazey had never been in this house before and didn’t know that you had to step down into the sunken living room. Oops, her right ankle went and she felt herself falling. In a split second, she caught her balance, and could feel someone hold her steady. But no one was there, except her guardian angel. There were 4 men in the living room, none of which offered to help.
   Between Bruce, guardian angels, and me…MissDazey will be fine!

RA In Public

2010-06-09T13:25:00.003-05:00

   A funny thing happened while Bruce and I were having a delightful lunch at White River Fish House in Branson, MO. We had a great table; we were looking out watching the boats, ducks, and people fishing in the river. Our meal was yummy! We could not have asked for a better situation.

   Half way through our meal, they showed a man to a booth. I couldn’t help but overhear him tell the server, “No, this won’t work. She has rheumatoid arthritis and can’t sit in booths.” I actually was startled to hear that term out loud and looked around to see who said it. (I prefer booths) The man looked to be about my age, maybe younger, the typical Branson tourist type. He was seated at the table next to us. A couple of minutes later his wife joined him, talking about her restroom stop. Her husband explained to her how he made sure they had a table because she had rheumatoid arthritis. I was amused and watched her try 3 different chairs, none of which was comfortable.
   By now, I wanted to go over and talk RA with her. Poor dear! OK, I was being nosy, kept listening, and observing her closer, actually reminded me of myself 10-15 years ago. She walked slowly and fingers showed some visible signs of disfigurement. I made a mental note to tell Bruce about what I was thinking, which was “why did the guy have to mention her RA out loud” Also, why did the woman have to complain aloud, and so much.
   However, not five minutes later I was not only complaining too loud, I was almost in tears. I hadn’t bothered with my walker. When we got outside, I couldn’t stand, much less walk with pain, muscle spasms, and panic all at once. I leaned on a railing until it let up and slowly made my way to the car.
I told Bruce that watching the woman at the next table made me realize I shouldn’t make a scene. Yet, I went right outside and did the very same time.
   Now why did I do that? Not for attention, heavens know I get plenty of TLC. Guess I need to practice what I preach and stop whining. One thing about going to Branson, there are people walking with canes or walkers all over the place. I wonder if anyone else complains in public and are embarrassed.

St Louis, May 2010

2010-05-30T13:39:00.003-05:00

   Actually the title should read “St. Louis - we came, we played, and we are exhausted!” We drove from Springfield, MO and my sister drove from Kansas City, MO, meeting at the Ameristar Casino in St. Charles for two fun packed days. We used free room coupons, Shirley stayed at Ameristar, we at Harrah’s. Both are equally upscale, beautiful hotels and casinos, and also both are large with lots of walking.
   Our first adventure was going to the newly opened River City Casino. Poor Bruce, he did the driving which meant fighting heavy traffic back and forth from one corner of St. Louis to the other 5 times in two days. Bruce let Shirley and me off at the door; I had my walker. The casino is BEAUTIFUL!! I think I walked the whole thing a couple of times to see everything. Of course, we over ate at one of the several restaurants, including the best carrot cake ever.
   When we left there it was time to check Shirley into her hotel, since the coupon is in Bruce’s name he does the check-in. I had meant to wait in the car, but he wanted to play a bit. After all he had a cash coupon. OK, for that few minutes I didn’t need the walker or get a wheelchair, did I? Two hours later I knew that was a big mistake. Heck, I knew it 2 minutes later. The old woman people saw crying walking to the front entry was me. Every muscle and joint in me was screaming in pain. When I got to the room at Harrah’s I went to bed and stayed there until the next morning. Another mistake, I should have made myself move, take a short walk or something. Not doing so resulted in frozen everything.
   The next morning Shirley met us for breakfast. Since we were going to leave in an hour I didn’t get a wheelchair. By the way, Harrah’s now rents scooters. I couldn’t justify the expense for an hour. Everything fine in the casino, I park the walker and play slots about that area, then move on to another group of machine. Except when it was time to meet to leave, I couldn’t find my walker. Poor Shirley, she circled around the place until she found it.
   We then drove to the Missouri Botanical Gardens, which is so stunning, so marvelous that everything is breathtaking. I did ask about renting a mobility scooter although I wasn’t sure I knew how to handle it. Shirley agreed this wasn’t the time or place to learn. I got a wheelchair. Which Bruce and she took turns pushing, up a hill, down a hill. I always worry my push person injure themselves, also embarrassed. I don’t have enough arm strength to roll the wheels myself. Thanks to them we saw the roses in their entire splendor and several other areas the trolley doesn’t go. The trolley ride was next, love doing that because the narrators make everything so interesting. Besides that, we drive sitting down.
   Bruce wanted to take a side trip before coming home, which was OK. It did make for a long trip home, got in about 9 PM. Needless to say I’ve taken 6 days to recover from a 2 day trip. Next trip is coming up in July. I will be all better by then.

Clean Sheet of Paper

2010-05-19T08:19:00.004-05:00

Remember when we were in grade school and the first thing our teacher said to do was to write our names at the top of the page? When I wrote Linda on a clean sheet of notebook paper or a test that meant it and all the words written belonged to me, Linda. It meant I alone was responsible for what was written. Of course, teachers gave me grades based on what I wrote.
Last night while twittering, reading blogs, answering email this thought came to me—I need to start over with a clean sheet of paper, and put my name on the top. First, I must give credit to two very sharp, young bloggers who gave me new ideas. Becky reminds people to make a plan at night for the next day. She suggests writing down six priorities, with a plan for accomplishing them. Lisa shares her positive way of life as she deals with RA and MS. She is very encouraging, reminding us that even with those challenges, life is good. She reminded her readers weight lost is possible. (That is my biggest challenge now.)

Here goes.

This Too Will Pass

2010-05-13T15:29:00.000-05:00

OK, Mr. Weather Man, it's time for sunshine and warm days to return. People with different aches and pains cannot tolerate changing weather, especially the cold wet day we have had lately. It’s more than just a sore knee telling the old timers it’s going to rain, it’s “I hurt allover” reaction. It’s been cool enough that I am turning on heaters and sleeping in a flannel nightgown.

Tuesday was a pretty day, sunny and nice. I went to lunch with a good friend; we sat and visited for a long time. When we got up to leave my legs would not move, were completely numb. After a second I was able to walk until I got to the step down, NOTHING MOVED AGAIN. It was as if my brain was asking my legs to move, but they were out on strike. It took both my friend and the waitress to get me to the car. When we got to my house, Jacque helped me in. Now, my right ankle was going one way, knee another. We attended the spring concert of the Willard Middle School that evening and once again I needed help walking.

It is all very discouraging to say the least. I keep wondering how much of this nonsense is arthritis and RA, how much is the weight I’ve gain or how much is being lazy. All I know for sure is I am sick and tired of being sick and tired.

Thank-you dear little blog for letting me vent

MissRose Says Hello

2010-05-10T08:00:00.001-05:00

MissRose here, I thought I’d let MissDazey rest this morning and write the blog post myself. (It is raining “cats and dogs” in SW Missouri, but no little cute pink pigs yet.) I’m sure with the damp, cold weather MissDazey will need me to give her oodles of hugs and attention also today. I am here to serve.

She sure had a great Mother’s Day yesterday. Cards, flowers, phone calls topped off with nice visit at a Mexican restaurant with two sons, grandson, and a friend. MissDazey worn her new T-shirt with her picture/logo on it she had made at Cafepress.com. Makes me think she is getting ready to open new store there, wouldn’t that be fun?
   It was a hard week around here last week; both of them were down in their “get along”, unable to do much. These times make it clear that changes must be made, but neither one of them can figure out how to do that. Change is hard for Bruce, as are making decisions. MissDazey has had to make so many changes and face mountains of challenges, that she has a can do because I must attitude.
   I have to share a wonderful blog with everyone. Twitter pal Jules writes a blog called “An Attitude of Gratitude”. Today she wrote about walking in the Evansville, IN Arthritis Walk along with her Dad and puppies. Congrats Jules!! I am proud of you. Be sure to let us know when your next work is taking place.
   Time to start another day. The first little chore I have is to get MissDazey awake and dressed. The second is to help her outline and find content for new pages on her blogs. She started a new one on Elder Generation, click here please to see it. My work it never done, but I’m good at what I do.

Keep In Touch With Old Friends

2010-05-08T16:00:00.000-05:00

I had an experience yesterday that reminded me that friends are precious and life is too short. It also made me remember to update my “just in case” contact lists and instructions. There are three wonderful women in my life that I call my substitute Mothers. (My own Mother passed away 20 years ago.) Each of the ladies are in the 80’s, but no one would think they were a day older than 60.
Mary is a very independent woman and had lived alone for almost 30 years. One of her son’s lives in Kansas, the other in Arkansas, and they came in every few weeks to check on her and complete her “honey-do” list. She and I met when we worked together over 26 years ago. I am sorry to say that I hadn’t call or visited her regularly the last couple of years. In fact, the last time I went by her house the doors were wide open, no one answered. Also, she was beginning to be confused in phone calls. That’s not an excuse, just explanation.
Yesterday when we went by to get my Mother Day hugs, the house was empty with a for-sale sign in front. It was so sad, I have spent many an hour in that adorable little house, and Mary had always been there for me during good and bad times. I feared that she had died and I didn’t know it. I was upset I hadn’t contacted her since Christmas. The good news I am happy to report she has moved to Kansas living with a son. I was able to locate a phone number online for the other son.
Here’s the point of my story: Does someone know who you want noticed in life changes occur? Also, phone numbers and/or email addresses for your contacts? I hope that this information is up to date and where it can be found. Bruce and I have a large family, yet no one is involved with our day-to-day activities. I’ve made sure my daughter knows where wills, legal papers etc are kept. She also knows there is a list of people to contact, “just in case”. Now I must make sure to update it on timely bases, hopefully many, many times.

Taking Charge of "Me"

2010-05-03T12:12:00.001-05:00

   I am taking a break from all doctors for 6 months, perhaps longer. I have concluded that I am not a good patient, so why even try. I am hoping that by writing about a bit of my last doctor’s visit that I can get it out of my thoughts.
  I had not been to a rheumatologist for over a year, maybe almost 2 years. I shared a bit about why in earlier posts. I have been to Dr. B who is a pain specialist. Last December I went to him to ask about getting another shot in my back. He was concerned about the extreme pain that I have in the back of my head, and referred me to another doctor. This doctor decided I needed an artery biopsy. Nothing showed up, so all three doctors insisted I see a rheumatologist. It took me 4 months to get an appointment, which was last Tuesday.
   Enter Dr. Last-One, aka Dr. No. I assumed that one of the 3 other doctors had informed him why I was referred. (I go to a top rated hospital and doctor group, all records are connected and on computers.) No, I had to go through the long story completely again. By this time, my nerves broke, and I’m sure I was not making sense. Dr. No questioned why I was going to Dr. B, disagreed with taking hydrocortisone instead of prednisone.
   The next thing was a thorough exam, the type you have to undress, put on paper gown. I am still having nightmares, almost died of embarrassment and cried with pain. He ordered couple of x-rays and a blood test. (Nothing exciting from either.)
   The worst part of this 2-hour ordeal was explaining to Dr. No that I couldn’t take medicine, that I have horrible reactions. For over an hour, he tried to convince me to take Enbrel. NO WAY. (email me if you are curious why.)
   I think I should quickly say something to any who might be reading this. Please, understand this is my personal experiences, and in no way mean it otherwise. Everyone has to make his or her own choices.
   OK, got some of my stuff off my chest, praying I will stop reliving the doctor’s visit. Oh, one more silly; I got extremely dizzy, about to faint and had to have help walking. Been doing this for 3 years, but the nurse told me it was just nerves. Of all the nerve!

Snap, Crackle, Pop

2010-04-19T08:43:00.000-05:00

     No, I'm not having cereal for breakfast; I am trying to get awake and moving. Anyone with various joints ailments know the familiar sound of popping ever so often. Unfortunately, some of us hear those sounds too often. This past week I have been hearing a concert of sorts any time I move.
   Neck is particular musical lately; I’ve decided it’s the rhythm section. It seems to crackle any time I move it. Perhaps it could slow down it’s tempo a bit. I had a new MRI on my neck a few months ago, that showed only slight change or damage. This surprised me since my neck and head hurts worst.
   POP! The big bass drum sound, followed by the snare drums came in right in time with the music last week. My right knee went out of place, and it extremely inflamed. I am not supposed to take Aleve, however I did take a couple last week since Aleve does help me with pain and inflammation. Saturday night I noticed my right knee was swollen so badly it had turned purple. Gee, now I have both a musical and a colorful knee.
   OK, attention all joints and muscles: SNAP out of it. I am taking you all with me to Tunica, MS next week. I am not missing Shirley’s birthday party. You all might as well accept that and play another tune. Maybe some old fashion harmony, something I can sing along with and enjoy myself. (I know the complaining and whining I do sound awful and off-key.) I am taking the walker and will probably also rent a wheelchair when we are at Harrah’s casino. It’s a huge place with too much walking. Paula Deen’s buffet is upstairs.
   Meanwhile, if it’s all the same, could you guys in my personal arthritis band lower you volume? I have heard enough from you lately.

Spring Fever

2010-04-15T08:21:00.003-05:00

Oh what a beautiful morning,
Oh what a beautiful day!
I've got a beautiful feeling, Everything's going my way!

(This picture is of me, MissRose and my friend Cinnamon Sam sitting in MissDazey's rocker)


   The weather has been so wonderful this week, I can't help but sing. I even heard MissDazey singing, "I'm Looking Over a Four Leaf Clover" a few days ago. She was walking around the front yard looking for one to bring her luck at the casino. The is a big birthday party coming up for her sister in Tunica, MS. I think MissDazey will write about that soon.
   Speaking of walking, MissDazey isn't doing much of that now. Between her back, knees, and ankles all not working, she has those headaches that are getting worst. However, she's not taking the wheelchair to Tunica, will take the walker. Everyone of the six people going have back problems and she doesn't want to appear she worst off than they are. Mainly she doesn't want anyone to hurt themselves by pushing her.
   Gee, I'm so happy that spring is here I can't think of another "arthritis" thing to write about. See ya'll on Twitter.

MissRose Writes Again

2010-03-29T13:39:00.005-05:00

   MissRose here, I’m filling in for the lazy MissDazey. I declare, she writes page after page of “stuff” every day, yet neglects her blogs. I asked her once about that and she answered, “People don’t want to read what I write and I am basically a private person”. (Oh, really, then why are you on Twitter so much?) I personally think it’s because she doesn’t spell words correctly, uses bad grammar, and uses the excuse of not feeling well. No, matter because today I’m writing for her. First, I’d better warn everyone that some of the tales might embarrass guys. Also, this is supposed to be funny, so giggle along with me.
   For over a year now MissDazey has been on hydrocortisone. While she knows that she would not be walking without it, it has caused some other problems. Weight gain is the worst. In the past year, MissDazey has gone up four sizes. This meant getting new clothes although just basic knit pants and t-shirts for the most part from Bon Worth. Of course, she had to get new undies. First, she looked online, but decided it was silly to pay s/h. She went into Kohl’s, looked until she found the women’s sizes. Gee, none of the granny panties are pretty or sexy. She finally picked up a couple of packages, vowing to order Delta Burke ones from eBay.
   MissDazey has overcome several challenges this year, however none as big as her bra one. (No pun intended) Frankly, she can’t find one to fit because she doesn’t know what size she is. Also, she can’t fasten the hooks with one hand any more. One day while reading blogs someone mentioned sports bras. Of course, that’s the answer, except the dear lady couldn’t get it on by putting in on over her head. The silly thing curled up into one huge rubber band, nearing squishing her breathe off. Next time she learned to step into it. For the most part this is working OK, except that the “cup” part keeps creeping up.

MissDazey has taken the wheelchair on the last couple of casino trips. Bruce is getting better about pushing it and not hitting the walls or other people. She has a mobility scooter picked out, but will have to wait until they get a different vehicle to haul it.

Let’s see, what else has MissDazey been up this winter? She has stopped getting so upset that Bruce has to do extra for her. She’s started laughing and whistling again now that it’s warmer and the sun is shining more. Also, I am encouraging her to relax and rock on the porch. No one can be depressed sitting in a rocker watching the song birds. Can you?

This is me MissRose enjoying the afternoon sun.

My Opinion and Thoughts on Healthcare

2010-03-21T23:07:00.000-05:00

   Tonight Congress passed the historical health care bill. Now begins a new era of healthcare our nation so badly needs. Also now starts months and probably years of courts fights, more voting, and more politics until things settles down into a workable plan. The vote was very close, yet it did pass by the rules of congress.
   When the vote passed I screamed hooray and broke into tears. I respect the right of everyone to have their own opinions, these are mind. All evening as I watched CNN I kept remembering how many years I did not go to a doctor because I had no insurance. Maybe, just maybe if I had had treatment and medicine for my arthritis and RA I would have the full use of my hands. Maybe I would not cry when my head hurts so much. Maybe I would be able to stand or walk more than a couple of minutes at a time.
   I raised 5 children and having no money or insurance lived in fear someone would get sick. Thankfully, there were only minor problems, typical children things. Yet I knew others families who had huge medical bills, some even taking bankruptcies because of it.
   I am sure I don’t have all the answers to the healthcare problems. It so angers me when I hear of the millions of dollars large insurance firms spend lobbying against reform. Every time I see an ad for a medicine I know some big phama company is trying to prescribe my medicine instead of my doctor. I hope and pray tonight will change that.

Taking One Day at a Time

2010-03-11T06:46:00.001-06:00

   One of the good things with most people with various arthritis or RA things it how slowly things progress. At least for me, it's been a gradual thing, no overnight emergencies. Also arthritis and RA are not exciting ailments, so many millions of people share them, and it’s hard to be unique when telling about “me”.
   This week I had to visit my primary doctor’s office to have my BP checked and get a new prescription. I saw my wonderful nurse practitioner, Kay. She had a student working with her, just tagging along. Poor Kay, all she had to talk about was my low vitamin D and calcium levels. She went on and on. The whole time I sat there is so much pain I wanted to cry. Arthritis is my problem, not general stuff. The only excitement of the hour was when they helped my off the exam table and I lost my balance. Also, when my knees both buckled and I yelled. Poor young nurses thought I had fallen.
   I have an appointment with a Rheumatologist the last of April. All the other doctors have dismissed me. I am very perplexed, does that mean they don’t like me or there is no reason for me to see them.
   Well, dear venting blog, nothing more to write today. Talk to you later.

Glad That Is Over

2010-02-19T08:15:00.001-06:00

   I was a guest at Coxhealth’s Out Patient Surgery this past Wednesday afternoon. Everyone was so very nice and kind; they have customer service down to a fine art. If it had not have been the occasion for my visit, I would like to return. Thank-you everyone from the volunteers to Dr. W. As I have said in many blog posts, I have a dreadful phobia for all things medical. However, I got through the procedure, Temporal Artery Biopsy, with no major panic attacks. (The results of the biopsy were negative.)
   Of course, I found some of it extremely funny. Like being in a papoose wrap during the surgery. I thought that was only for little kids. I’d ask for a pill to quiet my nerves, but didn’t get it. Therefore, I was talking too fast, too loud, and saying strange things. Oh, I am so embarrassed. The only thing that truly was painful was the fact they couldn’t get my BP and kept trying and trying. They changed cuffs and machines 2 or 3 times, and pumped my arm until I cried. Finally, Dr. W told them to stop, thank goodness.
   Mr. Wonderful was simply wonderful. I thought he was going back up and work at his volunteer assignment, but bless his heart was stayed in the waiting room. I felt awful about that.
   I am so very, very thankful to be so healthy. TYF

The Saga Goes On

2010-02-15T08:27:00.000-06:00

    I used to call this blog Arthritis Journey, but have since changed it to a personal venting journal. Whatever the name, this certainty has turned into a saga.
Last month I wrote in this journal about another visit to a doctor and being told I needed a temporal artery biopsy. For me that was quite a decision and I took over 2 weeks to decide. I read everything I could online, although as I have often said, don't understand medical stuff at all. I did learn this is a very simple procedure, people rarely have temporal arteritis. I am convinced that no doctor is going to do any other treatments until I have this done.
  I met with Dr. W. who is a general surgeon last Tuesday. He is well known in our area and the perfect person for me. He is relaxed, made Bruce and I relaxed, explained everything in detail, and answered many questions.
I learned I was right, it is a simple biopsy done with a local. It is done in the out patient area of hospital so he can get results from lab quickly. Seems he will do one side, have that checked. If nothing shows, he does the second side. They will take a 2 inch section of my temporal artery.
Why am I nervous? I have such a phobia for all things medical. Silly, isn't it? Dr. W said 85% of the time the results are negative. I have no doubts at all mine will be also. So dear journal, I'll be back with my plan B after Wednesday.

The Baby Needs Changing

2010-02-04T11:53:00.001-06:00

    Change is something we all do from the time we are born until the day we die. (I have no idea what happens then, I believe that will be a positive, beautiful change.) From the first time, our subconscious hears someone say, "The baby needs changing", we start our journey of lifelong changes.
   It seems to me that most of our early changes come very gradual, we don’t even think about them. We grow and get older, we start school, and we learn new things and skills. Sometimes our family changes, a new baby, or divorce, maybe we move to a different home. Sometime in our early teens, we discover the opposite sex…oh, about then our bodies change. Girls and boys start looking different from one another and we like those changes.
    We become adults, have jobs, sometimes marry, and sometimes have kids. Life keeps shifting from one stage in life to another. We change in positive, normal traditional ways. Sadly, we have are asked also to adjust to circumstances beyond our control.
    I am going through one of those “circumstances beyond my control” now. I don’t like it one little bit. I am tired of having to make attitude adjustments; I have an attitude, OK World? I am exhausted from dealing with too many changes. Whew, that little venting was helpful and I feel so much better.
    I know it is time to deal with some health issues and to accept the facts. I am no longer the perky little one. Crying over weight gain and limited movement is not helping. So I am making some small changes to cope better. I am hoping the doctors will find something to help my poor old body get through the next stage of my life. I even a hoping that the new treatment will ease my mental confusion.
    Mainly I have confidence I will survive the changes. I have a lot of trust in my loving Bruce, family, friends, and the Good Lord. Also, I have faith in myself to CHANGE and repeat the serenity prayer over and over.

Confused in Missouri

2010-01-26T12:46:00.000-06:00

Talking to myself again.
    Went to see my primary care doctor, Dr. D, this morning and came away angry, confused, and in tears. The tears have stopped, I'm very embarrassed about the anger, but still so very, very confused. Also, feeling more alone in life and big decisions than I've felt in years.
    A couple of years ago my Rheumatologist moved his practise. Last year I started going to the pain clinic instead, was getting good results from Dr. B. In December he thought I should see another specialist for tests. That led to the spending a half day in 2 different labs trying to get blood tests. After seven different technicians and 8 sticks they gave up. Bottom line, both doctors are insisting I see a Rheumatologist again.
    I got called into Dr. D's office today. Now they want to do a Temporal Artery Biopsy. What the heck is that? I came home and have done some research. I only understand a small portion of the many, many pages I found. Part of it scared me, most I thought was overkill. The only treatment mentioned was Corticosteriods. I take hydrocortisone now..shouldn't that be enough.

Counting Blessings, Not Counting Complains

2010-01-22T08:43:00.000-06:00

    I cannot stop watching the Haiti coverage on TV or reading about it online. Those poor, poor people that are waiting for medical care, having no pain medication, and horrible conditions. I can't help but compare that to what I have.

    I think I have told everyone that I didn't go to a doctor for over 20 years because I had no money or insurance. (I told it many times, I like to complain) I used to say, "People in poor countries don't have doctors and they survive". What an unintelligent thing to say, I am ashamed of myself for thinking that way. I was taking Aleve, etc from the store, using heat pads and all kinds of stomachache meds. Poor people do not have those things available.
    I now go to doctors. In fact, two days ago the nurse from my primary care doctor called to set up an appointment. I guess I’d over due for something, I don’t know why he wants to see me. The week before another doctor called himself to advice me on a medical matter. Yes, I am very blessed.

Speaking of blessings…God Bless all the relief workers who are serving in Haiti.

    I have promised myself I will no long feel sorry for myself. Of course, I will. I think I made the same statement after Katrina making bold statements like “there but the Grace of God, go I.” However, for now I am going to count my blessings, not my complains. I don’t need to blog about my swollen feet, not being able to walk or stand for more than 5 minute or twitter that my everything hurts.

Here are today’s BLESSINGS-
*My darling is loading the dishwasher. We had food to eat, so there were dirty dishes.
*I have pills for blood pressure and aches and pains.
*A car and gas to drive to the Branson Outlets for new clothes. Gaining weight means I have plenty to eat.
*A new computer to write blogs with, sites to post them, and online friends to read them.

God Bless

Haiti

2010-01-21T13:43:00.001-06:00

New blog post "My Personal Memories of Haiti"

Physiatry, Update #2

2010-01-11T14:01:00.002-06:00

Update #2 This saga is getting sillier and more tiresome. Thursday the nurse from Dr. C's office called to tell me the results of my x-rays..nothing remarkable. Then she said the Dr wanted to know what I wanted to do about the blood tests. What were my suggestions? My suggestions? I hadn't a clue and told I didn't know and lets just forget it.
About an hour later Dr. C himself calls. Now he thinks I should see a Neurologist. I agreed, not wanting to go. Bruce said they have to cover their a....s. This definitely a "oh, bother" time.

Update: I have been watching the news from Haiti and thinking about nothing else for 2 days. We are so forunate to have the wonder medical care in the USA.

I will write more about doctors visit. Want to remember this. New doctor order tests. Results: They couldn't get a tiny tube of blood, after 3 hours, 2 labs, 7 different techs, 8 sticks. I'm exhausted

Physiatry is what the new doctor specializes in. Not sure what he will do. I filled out 6 pages of pre-registrations folds. Will add more tomorrow.

Please Mr. Weather Man,

2010-01-11T07:56:00.000-06:00

    Please Mr. Weather Man, don't predict any more cold weather. My old bones and joints can't take it; my muscles are aching and need relief. Also, the oranges are freezing in FL. I know winter comes every year, but must it come in so cold?
    I can stay inside during the cold which is a blessing. For several months now I have been reading more about arthritis and RA, including reading many blogs. I read this last night-
Approximately 2.1 million people in the United States have rheumatoid arthritis and about 1-2 percent of the world population are affected by rheumatoid arthritis.
(I am glad all of the them don't have blogs. I'd never get anything else done)
    I have known many people through the years that have arthritis and/or RA. All but one have continued to go to school, work hard, raise families, retire. etc. I did, and I do want to be able to do things again. I need to do more as well as want to.

Note to self, remember this is a journal, not a public blog.

MissDazey's Notes 01/05/2010

2010-01-05T13:43:00.001-06:00

   I just gave MissRose a hug for supporting me through the past few months. I have not been the easiest person to be around, especially on bad days. My hope is by keeping a journal I will not keep so much bottled up inside, that this will be a safe place to vent. Positive venting without hurting someone else.
   Last week I read the most honest blog about feelings while dealing with chronic illnesses. The blog is called “Brass and Ivory”, written by Lisa. A week or so ago, Lisa wrote a blog post about fear and changes. She told that she loathes some of the changes she has had with no control over them. However, she has a marvelous positive attitude.
   I LOATH MYSELF. Whew, I said that aloud. Never have I ever been so ashamed of how I look. I cannot believe that I weigh this much in my late sixties. I used to be tiny, pretty, and able to dress up and feel pretty. Now I am ashamed to be seen in public. I have gained 4 full sizes in a year.
   Another thing I need to be honest about it how much I LOATH the pain I am in 24/7. I hate not being able to do the simplest little thing. Like standing, walking, bending, or holding a book.
   OK, dear journal,I have whined enough. I keep promising myself I’ll write a series of blogs about whining, never liked whiners. I think it’s a good thing to end each blog story on a upbeat note:
*The sun is shining very brightly
*Bruce is waiting for me to watch TV with him
*Bruce was home to pick up the box of spaghetti I dropped and that went all over the kitchen. Uncooked,   thank-goodness.
*I have had fun twittering today, as I do every day
*MissRose and Bruce give good hugs

This Blog Needs a Snappy Name

2010-01-04T21:41:00.001-06:00

When I deleted this blog a couple of months ago I lost the domain. No big problem, but I happen to like cute names for things. One of the fun things I have always done is look for business with silly names when I am traveling. Just last week we saw a sign for the "Change of Heart Church". I think that is clever and to the point.

Anyway, that is what I am thinking about tonight. That and the fact it's -1 degrees. Too cold for anyone with arthritis to be comfortable, even sitting near a heater. My sweetheart daughter-in-law said she can't make herself get out from the electric blanket. Bless her heart, she has a couple of Autoimmune diseases, including RA and Lupus, so the cold really affects her.

I am often wondered how anyone with any type of arthritis, RA, etc can live in the north. Missouri is cold enough.

Gee, I still haven't thought up a name.

2010 New Beginning

2010-01-02T12:34:00.002-06:00

Life does seem to be going in circles for me these days. I closed this blog because I couldn't seem to think about anything interesting and/or positive to write about. Originally I was using the blog as a coping journal, and that is what I am returning it to. Other than one notice on Twitter, I am not going to make it too public. Note to self: I write a lot, just pages and pages of stuff, but very little it online for others to read. What deep down need do I have to cope via blogspot?
2009 was not my favorite year, especially health wise. I am looking forward to 2010 with a new attitude, almost excited. I have never made resolutions, have enough guilt in life without adding breaking a New Year's promise to myself. I am debating if I should cancel the appointment with the very expensive doctor for the even more expensive tests. Note to self: It's a you're dammed if you do, dammed if you don't situation. Have one week to make final decision.
I would like to know what is going on inside the sides and back of my head. Some days it feels like my skull is coming disconnected to my neck. I would like to know why when I shake my head it feels and sounds like one is shaking a can of corn. Also, is the mental stuff real, dementia, or nerves? Or simply old age. I have learned I cannot read too many sites and blogs about RA, OA, etc. When I do that my aches and pains get worst. Like the Good Book and all motivational gurus say, "You are what you think about".

Blog closing

2009-11-21T17:50:00.007-06:00

I raised 5 of the hardest working kids ever. They were raised like my first husband and I were; the whole family worked at whatever chores needed to be done.

John was a poor farm kid, started milking cows at 5. He had 7 brothers and sisters, all worked hard. When John was about 13 or so, his brother Charles took polio, spent the rest of his life in an iron lung. The whole family devoted their lives, time, and resources to Charles. So I am aware of children taking on responsibilities. Sometimes they just need to be kids, not caregivers 24/7.

My family was not dirt poor but we all did our share of work. When my boys were very young they went off to work with their dad, a bricklayer in business for himself. I can still see my little guys carrying bricks and mud. My daughter was the oldest of the kids, she did everything at an early age.

I am so proud of my adult children ages 49-42 years. While I was not a good mother, in my opinion my kids are perfect. (Of course, they have their short comings, so do I) Two of the boys are in construction. Alan is a foreman for one of Springfield's top builders. Randy is a mason who like his Dad has ran his own company as well as worked for others. The youngest son, Terry, is a computer programmer, whiz kid type who by the way worked his way through college. Jim is with AT&T in SC. Jonya is the IT Help Desk Manager, SELCO (MN state library. She got her degree online while working full time several years ago.)

Now what does this have to do with my arthritis journey. They, along with their spouses and their children, are all part of who I am. I love them. I love Bruce more than life it's self. We are not a close family, but I dare say we are always there for one another, in good times and bad.

I am deleting this blog in a week or two. Before I do, I want to express how very, very much I have appreciated my readers. I need to move on now, but before I did I wanted people to meet my family.

They are who I am, not arthritis or RA.

God Bless!

Vitamin D and Me

2009-11-18T09:48:00.001-06:00

I am seriously thinking of moving to a sunny tropical island and doing nothing. I have the doing nothing part down now, but not the sun part. It started raining and turning colder here in SW Missouri Saturday and it's still at it. I have a feeling it's going to be a long, long winter.

I had my routine visit with Miss Kay, my very kind Nurse Practitioner yesterday to go over some tests results, that were even more routine..to the point of being boring. I cannot understand any of that, even though she is patience and lets me ask questions. I think my phobia of all things medical takes over my brain and hearing.

I'd had my bone density done a couple of weeks ago. About all could understand was my "number" has changed from -3 to -3.3 in 2 years. She warned me not to fall or I might break something. OK, I won't.

Another set of numbers that had gone down was my vitamin D levels. She prescribed eight weeks of mega-doses of vitamin D, one caplet per week. I have been reading articles online about the benefits of vitamin D, some by experts, most just fillers pieces by writers needing copy. (Plus many by people trying to sell me something.) One thing mentioned is vitamin D helps with fatigue, boy do I hope so. Another benefit was helping with the winter blues, SAD. Another big I hope so, that is a huge problem many of my dearest friends and myself. This picture is me in the winter time.

This morning I read a couple of articles on the Mayo Clinic and Cleveland Clinic sites, plus comments from other readers. After that my "numbers" didn't seem bad at all, in fact good. Very good considering I can't eat seafood or take fish oil, am rarely outside to soak up the sun, and forgetful about taking my vitamin supplements. (shh..don't tell on me)

Next time MissRose has a LONG story to tell about curly hair. That MissRose, she get carried away sometimes and writes too long of blogs.

Fight for Preemies

2009-11-16T08:18:00.002-06:00

I posted my article last week, please read it on Elder Generation.
For more information about "Fight For Preemies", please see the following website.

Tuesday, November 17th 2009
Every year, 20 million babies are born too soon, too small and very sick ― half a million of them in the United States. November 17 is when we fight.
To view more information about the event, follow this link:
http://www.bloggersunite.org/event/fight-for-preemies

Cute Doctor Just Got Cuter

2009-11-13T13:15:00.001-06:00

I had an appointment today at the CoxHealth "The Center for Advanced Pain Management." (I have decided that it has a long name so they can charge more.) I see Dr. Brooks there, I call him my cutie doctor. He has grown a beard since I have seen him, makes him cuter than ever. I'll tried to get Bruce to grow a beard or mustache, he will not think of it.

The doctor visit didn't go as I had expected, thought he would simply schedule shot in back. Instead, he called a neurosurgeon and asked him some questions. They are setting up a MRI for my neck. Guess they have to cover their bases. I personally think that is over kill. The last time I had an MRI on my neck was 2 years ago and that didn't show much to be concerned about. I have to admit the general, extremely troublesome numbest is worst and I am not functioning at too high of a level. I blame that on being lazy.

What to do is a puzzlement, which joint gets attention first? Do I have to give in and start pain pills? No, I won't do that, I will not! One of my biggest challenges now continues to be the weight..but that subject makes me cry. Let's not talk about that, OK?

I asked Bruce to go back with me so we could both hear what Dr. Cutie said. He hates doing it, but it. While we were waiting we looked at all the ads from vendors that were in the room. A couple were for spinal cord stimulators, the kind that Jerry Lewis has now. It was interesting, although I couldn't understand most of the big words. Altogether there were 6 different vendors marketing material in the exam room. Yes, it was all disguised as tools for the doctors to explain things, like charts, models of spines, etc. To me they were ads..plain and simple. I told Bruce they should charge less since we were having to see ads.

No News Can Be Good News

2009-11-10T07:07:00.000-06:00

MissRose and I have nothing to report this week. NOTHING! No trips that completely did me in. No weight loss, boy that would be a big news break. No new helpful gadgets to make life better. No new medicine.

All joints and muscles seem to the same, hurt but that's not news. The weather has been beautiful for a few days, that's something to be excited about. I hope everyone of you has an EXCITING GOOD NEWS WEEK!

A Report from MissRose

2009-11-02T14:29:00.007-06:00

Hello everyone, I’m so happy you stopped by for a visit. I really, really needed someone to talk to today.

As most of you know, I have taken on the special assignment of being a coach for MissDazey. Little ole me, MissRose is suppose to encourage her to eat correctly, change some bad habits, and be more active. Mercy, it would take three of me to do all that. She’s quite stubborn and set in her ways, you know.

Take her cookie obsession for incidence. Yes, obsession is the correct word since MissDazey can live on cookies. I suggested that she should eat only one at a time instead of three. I didn’t want to watch her going through cookie withdrawals. That worked until yesterday when she ate four with peanut butter at once and called it supper. Then there is the apple pie meal; when she and Bruce ate out Saturday all she had was apple pie. She claimed the apples were one of her daily fruits and the crust bread. She also brought a whole apple pie home, which she did share with Bruce.

I do have one positive thing to report. She doesn’t fuss with me when I remind her to get up and walk around every little bit. As I understand it, MissDazey needs to move every little bit to keep her pain level in her hips and pelvic under control. (I am not on duty at night, but I heard her tell Bruce she can’t sleep well now that those joints are going out) Moving around also helps relieve the numbness in her legs, arms, hands, etc.

I heard rumors that Bruce and MissDazey might be moving to a condominium that is on one floor. I am hoping this is true; I am tired of going up and down the stairs myself.

MissRose

PS: I’ll be back often to give everyone updates. By the way, I am having a terrible time giving this blog post to look right. Maybe it's me, I'm new at this writing stuff.

Meet MissRose

2009-10-22T22:23:00.001-05:00

Isn’t she adorable? She is the softest, most cuddly, sweetest little pink plush I’d ever seen. She has agreed to be my new friend and coach for my journey for a healthier lifestyle and nutritional game plan. She has promised never to make fun of how many cookies I eat. She doesn’t care what size of clothes I wear or that I huff and puff when I walk up the stairs. When I squeeze her too tight or cry real tears on her, she doesn’t mind. Her assignment is to remind me to take care of myself in a gentle, positive, and happy way.

A bit of background, really a reminder to myself why and how I need MissRose. The past year has been a filled with so many changes and challenges health wise. Thanks to different shots in my knee and back I am still walking. Another huge help is first taking Prednisone for 6 months, then changing to Hydrocortisone that I have taken for 9 months. It is a well-known fact that these will make one gain weight and retain fluid.

OK, I knew that, but had no idea how much weight I’d gain. As I told the nurse today, the weight gain was harder on me mentally than any disease or personal challenge I’d had in my whole life. (I’ve had my share, as has everyone)

Truth time, I have never ever eaten healthy. Nor did I exercised other that walking and working hard. Like many women, I’d go on the current fad diets awhile, lose weight, gain it back etc. No problem, I looked good! For months I have been trying to figure out what to do and how to stick with it.

Today as we were leaving Kohl’s I spotted MissRose sitting there patiently waiting for me to pick her up and give her a big hug. MissRose was part of a display that Kohl’s has near the cash registers of plush animals and children’s book. These sell for only $5 and the money goes for different children projects Kohl’s supports. Of course, the minute I felt the very soft MissRose, I knew she was coming home with me.

While playing with my new friend and deciding what to name her, a thought hit me. This little adorable plush will remind me to stay on track and even more important have a better attitude. I think she’ll sit at the kitchen table to help me with portion control. She will sit on my lap while online too, she knows I need to get up and walk around ever few minutes.

What’s that MissRose? It’s time for bed already. How did she know I like to stay up too late and not get my beauty sleep?

Time-Out

2009-10-08T07:45:00.005-05:00

I watch a lots of sports on TV, I mean a lot. During a football or basketball game I aways yell at the coach or managers when there is a time-out with less than a minute to play. "What can be done in a few seconds, they are interrupting the flow of the plays" Sometimes the time-outs work, sometime not.

I have met the nicest people via blogs and twitter. Thanks to you all. I do hope all of you will stay in connect with me via email or twitter. lindacrim@gmail.com or dizzydazey42-info@yahoo.com (I discovered I have both of these emails posted on blogs.)

I am taking a TIME-OUT from all blogs, discussion groups, informational sites and magazines on the subject of arthritis, RA, etc. I am putting this blog on hold.

We welcomed a new great grandson this week. Today Bruce is attending funeral services for a long time friend to say good-bye. Bruce commented that his friend and he are the same age and that one never knows what life has in store. I have done some soul searching and know my darling needs my time and attention. I have been rather down and negative for months, it hasn't seemed to have helped my various aches and pains. Now is the time to put a more cheerful spin in my world.

May each of you have a HAPPY, POSITIVE WORLD today and every day that follows.

Dr. Oz Show

2009-10-03T10:01:00.001-05:00

Hello to all my blogging and twitter friends. I have had a good week health wise with no big news to share. Isn’t that good news itself? The only real thing I have to visit with you’ll is Paula Deen and Dr. Oz.

I have been browsing Paula Deen’s sites in preparation of our trip in a couple of weeks. We are going to eat at the Paula Deen buffet at Harrah’s in Tunica, MS. I found a darling dining room set on Paula’s new furniture line.

We watched the new Dr. Oz TV show yesterday so the first time. Bruce is a big Dr. Oz fan, not me. I got to wondering if Dr. Oz might do a show on arthritis and RA. I personally think it would be a good thing. I also think our friend RAWarrior should be a featured guest. I know I will be most happy to help in any way possible for this to happen. I did send in an “Ask Dr. Oz” submission. Maybe if enough of us did that it would help. Any ideas? Email me at lindacrim@gmail.com

Got to post this fast, will make corrections later.

Got To Run

2009-09-27T11:09:00.006-05:00

It's been quite awhile since I have actually walked very far much less ran. I do stroll through casinos and stores for a few minutes at a time. However, I have noticed how many times I say the word "run". One of my favorites is in the evening when we are watching TV and I say, “I have to run to the bathroom during the next commercial” Then as I am walking slowly across the family room I will say, “This is me running.” Have no idea why I think that is funny, but I do. I also will say, “If it waddles like a duck, it has arthritis”.

Last week RAWarrior had a fun blog post called “Rheumatoid Arthritis Makes Things Difficult” Please visit her excellent site and read the post and all the comments. It does seem many of us have the same challenges like opening bottles, putting on our socks, etc. Using our hands is difficult, something the first indication something is wrong.

I read the most fascinating eBook this week written by Glenda Watson Hyatt called “I’ll Do It Myself”. Her blog is called the same, click here. I discovered Glenda on Twitter; follow her at http://twitter.com/GlendaWH Glenda’s book is about her life with cerebral palsy. Glenda is a businesswoman who specializes in accessibility on the web and in real life. She writes with her left thumb, various computer software, and good old fashion hard work to accomplish a remarkable amount of projects. (I am using a couple of her hints in my daily tasks.)

OK, my time is up, I have “to run” and watch Tiger Woods.

Sites mentioned in this post
http://rawarrior.com/
http://www.doitmyselfblog.com/

When Others Are Sick

2009-09-21T12:05:00.003-05:00

My entire life I am been one who truly cares for people. When I hear someone is sick I am always sorry and wish them to get well quickly. The older I am, the more my friends and family are sick, some quite seriously. I have noticed my reactions are getting calmer also. I was sad when I heard a sister-in-law recently found cancer. I have accepted the fact that an 86-year-old friend is having severe dementia. Another friend has failing kidneys. I care, but consider that part of life’s challenges.

Yesterday Bruce went to a family gathering to celebrate our great-grand nephew’s 2nd birthday. When he got home instead of first telling me about the fun, he said, “Michael has RA.” He went on to tell that our 50-year-old nephew had been having difficulties moving and went to a doctor right away. He was quickly ran through the normal tests and diagnosed with RA. He is taking his meds and is doing OK with them.

For some reason this news shocked and upset me more than it should. Finally, I said, “I feel so sorry for him. Are they sure, could the doctors be mistaken?” I caught myself thinking of Michael all evening. I have RA, and I can relate to it. I truly have empathy for him and his family.

When Michael was telling Bruce about all of this he commented, “Now I can understand what Linda is dealing with.” He even understood the weight gain from prednisone.

I would not wish RA, OA, etc on anyone no more than I would wish cancer or a cold. However, a tiny little part of me was glad someone else in the family understands.

OK, enough being serious, let’s talk about a cute little boy name Noah and his 2nd birthday party. Bruce said he never saw so many gifts piled around a little guy. His grandpa Charlie got him a set of golf clubs, real ones that were sized for him. Grandpa took him to the golf course to try them out. I suspect Grandpa just wanted to show Noah off to his golfing friends.

Speaking of great-grand kids, we are not so patiently waiting for the phone call to tell us our first one has arrived.

Don't Quit

2009-09-20T07:06:00.007-05:00

Good morning World, I hope everyone is smiling and expecting a good day. I am.

Please click here to see the most beautiful presentation of the old poem, "Don't Quit". Then come back and read the rest of the story.

The Rest of the Story:
I would not have said that yesterday. in fact I would have probably bite your head off if you said hello to me. It rained all day yesterday, no sun, and the temperatures were in the 60's. That mean the house was cooler, my aches and pains worst, and my mood was bad. Also, it was one of those days that I teared up over everything.

I called a dear friend around noon and that cheered me up some. (aren't good friends great?) Bruce brought me ice-cream, my number one "feel good" food. Still I was sad, mad, and not glad. I wanted to QUIT! Quit everything..no, but sure wished I felt better. Finally I came upstairs and played solitaire for an hour. (not why I spent money for a new computer, but that's all I could think to do.)

I decided to read some blog posts at random before going to bed and came across the old poem "Don't Quit". I sat and literally cried for several minutes. I used to have a copy of the poem that I carried everywhere and read often. I did a search and found the most wonderful presentation of the Don't Quit poem. Please click here.

This was one of those wonderful, timely God Winks that pop up when I need them the most. May each of you have your special God Winks this week.