Wow. This should be a lesson for all. Have a read, or listen, to this phone call (this link has a transcript, which has more info than the youtube file). Hilarious, but so sad at the same time. Here is another example, from someone else! Here is a blog dedicated to "Verizon Math".
I use math all the time for my job, and I learned to believe my teachers when they said that math is important, and YES, you do use it every day, for almost every job. I've even used it to help with making birthday invitations!
On another level, I've had a similar experience with Apple. I've had a problem with my lap top, since about 2-3 months in, where the screen goes black, but the machine is still on. I have to force-quit, and restart to get my screen to come back on. This means losing unsaved data, etc. Very annoying.
I had taken my computer in 3 times (at least), before the 1 year warranty expired, and tried to get it fixed. I researched the problem, took in relevant articles from online, and made a case for what had been going on with the lap top. The local repair shop hasn't, in 3 or 4 separate occasions, been able to fix, let alone, diagnose the problem. I was then coming up to my warranty expiring, so I called Apple themselves.
The tech said I need to purchase the extended warranty to get my problem fixed. I COULD NOT explain to her that I have a lap top that hasn't worked properly to BEGIN WITH, and why should I have to purchase an extended warranty for a machine that had problems, since almost day one? I was absolutely flabbergasted that she couldn't understand why I was angry with being forced to purchase an extended warranty. I ended up buying the extended warranty just to be safe, and, yes, I am still having problems! Apple supposedly have a lemon policy, but first the problem has to be diagnosed!!! I still plan to try to get my money back, but who knows...
(My time spent in bed has not all been in vain - I have found so many funny blogs!)
Thursday, February 26, 2009
Wow. This should be a lesson for all. Have a read, or listen, to this phone call (this link has a transcript, which has more info than the youtube file). Hilarious, but so sad at the same time. Here is another example, from someone else! Here is a blog dedicated to "Verizon Math".
Tuesday, February 24, 2009
Being mainly confined to bed for the last 6 weeks has its ups too.
I am someone who cannot kill a houseplant, no matter how much I hate it. I can't not water them. I have killed before, but by accident. The killing mainly occurs when I need someone else to take care of them...in this case, Adam. He isn't proud of this blog post, but I told him I would defend his honour.
He's been taking care of me, and himself, AND doing ALL the chores, AND working! Not to mention taking me to my million ER and GP visits - I've lost count, but it's over 10 now. It's not like I expect him to be able to look after my plants. There is only one that I have reminded him about, which is my orchid. The rest have all seen better days, and I kind of forgot about them, to be honest. With one, I was looking after it every day, trying to sort out a little pest problem. I can't expect him to do that for me too! So, I never asked him to water anything but the orchid.
This way, I got rid of the ugly plants inside the house, and got to take care of killing off my failing planters on the deck (a soil issue), without feeling guilty! Perfect solution.
This Cane Palm might recover, but I'm not sure. I did a mega pruning back before I slipped into that cursed ditch, and was having a pest problem with scale insects. I cleaned each leaf by hand, took me HOURS, and sprayed with insecticide. But, it may all have been in vain.
You can't even make out what used to be a huge poinsettia, since it probably died in the first few days I was in the hospital, and now only twigs remain. There are a few others on the deck, awaiting their burial too.
As a recovery gift, I get new plants to replace the ones killed. I am so excited to start from scratch!
So, this is what I look like now. A LOT better. I thought the redness was going to be around for a long while, but it's fading fast, thank goodness. (Here is what I used to look like - Gross!). Not much bruising to show for. My ankle is still a little bit greenish, but I never was one for bruising. I still am hoping some ugly purple thing shows up, but I think those days have come and gone. Nothing says "yeouch" like black and blue.
Still have nerve pain, not as bad though, but still hoping to get a nerve block sometime soon. All my stitches have dissolved, and scabs have come off. But I have all these blood blisters where scabs used to be? I don't know why. All my muscle is gone, and my leg looks very flabby and gross now too, but I will spare you those photos :)
I had a normal outing yesterday, with Adam, for the first time in almost 6 weeks. We went and did groceries! Yay! We packed along the wheelchair, and I raced around the store, piling things on my lap. I can't say I missed doing groceries these past 6 weeks, but I went snack wild, and bought up all my favorite Easter treats, and some cake mixes! - since I'm not sure how I will fair in the kitchen just yet. But I'm sure I can handle a cake mix! And, I am helping with dinner tonight too! Feels great to finally feel like I am on the mend. Thanks for the prayers, folks :)
Saturday, February 21, 2009
If this site isn't inspiration for me to learn to walk again (ok, I'm being a little dramatic), I don't know what is! I can't wait to be able to stand on my own two feet again and BAKE. I am in LOVE with this blog, Bakerella. She is amazing, and super generous with giving away recipes, and showing us how to decorate, and telling us about cool products, and giving things away. I mean, look at this creation!
Mom, I think I have decided to spend my Xmas money on baking supplies, like some new cake pans, and some piping and decorating tools, and who knows what else...I need to do some research.
The less I have the option to eat cake, the more I want it. I keep trying to talk Adam into making me some chocolate cupcakes, but to no avail. I think I will be cake-less until I can manage a way around the kitchen by myself. But, I think that day is coming soon, as this is now day 2 of pain that is bearable, for the most part. I think these drugs ARE starting to work. They must be. This is the first day where spending it mainly in bed has been frustrating. Until now, I have been quite happy to try and sleep my days away. This is 5.5 weeks on, now.
Friday, February 20, 2009
I've been gone for a while (from bloggerland). Not because I was actually doing anything, but because I have been in so much pain with this nerve thing, I haven't felt like doing anything. BUT, I feel like maybe, just maybe, these new drugs MIGHT be kicking in. I am still in a lot of pain, but it's changing, so I think that might be a good thing. My skin also looks better too. And I slept, for more than 1 hour in a row last night.
This ordeal has been exhausting. Mainly mentally. I feel like I am losing my mind trying to get relief. I would rather go through breaking my ankle and surgery again any day over this nerve pain. Hour for hour, nerve pain has been so much worse.
And, since I am still in bed for most of the day, I have had nothing to do but read. And reading about horrible things like chronic nerve pain, and scaring myself to tears is what I have done. Since nothing seems to be giving me relief, I've been trying to find out what can be done next.
We went to the ER again on Weds, after a referral from my GP, but they turned me away! The on-staff anesthetist only treats admitted patients. So I waited and cried in the ER for 3 hours for some doctor to tell me this. I know, because this problem is MY problem, I find it extremely important, but I do feel like no one is taking me seriously about this pain. Anyhow, I got ANOTHER referral from the ER doctor, and now I wait.
I wait for an appointment with the "Pain Clinic", who, at worst case, is a year behind the people who are asking to be seen. This is because opiate abusers can only see a pain doctor to get thier drugs for their imagined pain. This means people with real pain, maybe arthritis, or what have you, wait a year to be seen by a doctor. It makes me cry. I cannot imagine being in pain for a year, because of drug addicts!
If my pain is not treated soon, there is a possibility it will become chronic. The good thing about my pain, neuropathic pain, is that it IS serious, and I will be seen soon. But "soon" is all I can get out of the receptionist at the pain clinic. My GP recommended, that if no one has seen me by next friday, when I have my appointment with my ortho specialist (from surgery), that I should push to get seen by the pain clinic that day, or push to get re-admitted into the hospital. Fun times. I have about another 8 weeks to get this sorted, before there's a possibility for it to become something permanent.
These last 4 weeks have been the most horrible in a long time. I keep having "light and the end of the tunnel" moments, only to see another tunnel coming up. I will pleased as punch when all this recovery business is done. My REAL injuries are healing up nice and fine. And I am exercising my ankle as much as I can every day. By next friday I will hopefully have good news from the Dr's, and some real physio to begin on.
I'll try to post some fun and interesting things next...too much doom and gloom lately.
I am too uncomfortable to stay long, and back to bed I go...)
Friday, February 13, 2009
Australia has just experienced its worst natural disaster in its history. Why does God allow such things to happen? Read this interesting article.
Thursday, February 12, 2009
The recent fires here in Australia have left many displaced, with nothing, and probably mourning family and friends who've sadly perished. I can't watch the news, or read reports without crying my eyes out. I wish I could help by all the cool ways Aussies have come together to try and make a difference.
There are international helpers too *wink wink*, and in case you have time, here are some links, and maybe some of you who have some free time might want to participate, and help out all these people who have lost EVERYTHING.
With Handmade Help you can buy or sell from where you are, not having to send anything, except your product to the buyer, which they pay for (using your regular means of selling with ebay or etsy, etc)
Rainbow Comfort Packs are also a nice way to help. You can send things in for the packs, or just donate towards one.
Here is a cute little tutorial for a kids backpack. Looks really simple, and very cute, that you could send in.
I wish I could do something handmade, but I am still in bed, waiting for things to get better.
Coles grocery stores are donating all proceeds this on Friday the 13th to the Victorian Bushfire Appeal. So, if you need to do your groceries, brave the crowds, and go to a Coles, at the least.
And of course, the Red Cross is there, doing all they can for all these victims too. And don't forget about all those who have lost everything with all the flooding thats gone on in North Queensland too.
Wednesday, February 11, 2009
If I have to lay here all day, I might as well come out of it with a skill right? Umm yeah. Here is my attempt to crochet a flower (there are also a lot of good videos on youtube)...
It took me all day. But, I think I am getting it (you probably can't tell). I'm excited to make some fun things, if I don't get too frustrated and impatient. I am trying a dish cloth next...
Before I took up crocheting, I had been reading blogs, blogs and more blogs, and have come across a ton of sweet tutorials on how to make all kinds of different flowers from paper, ribbon, fabric, etc. And because I am on this Lyrica*, my brain DOES NOT WORK, and somehow, even though I saved them all in my bookmarks, they are GONE! I can't even find them in my history. But I managed to come across a few of them, and a few more. I tried one lazy attempt at a flower:
Yikes. Don't judge me. But listen, I was just practicing for when I make some beauties with fabric, and put a cute button in the middle. I scribbled with some Sharpies because I don't have all those nice expensive stamping things, and then I got Adam to spray it with metho to get the ink to run. Kinda worked... Could be cute on a wrapped gift, if you do it properly. Or, I know, age the paper first, like soak it in some tea or coffee water, and use an old book like the tutorial says. CUTE.
Here is a cute one too. I like the messy looking flower all on its own. I will try that one next too...maybe if I can manage to find some decent paper...
Don't think I could be bothered to do this, but it looks cool.
And a cute ribbon tutorial is here. You could even leave it all scrunched, so it looks like a flower, and use differnt ribbon (like pinks and reds).
*This drug I am on, it makes me lose my mind, and half of these words I have had to type 3 times because I can't concentrate. So, if this post makes no sense, you'll have to wait until the side effects wear off. (eg. I was trying to spell "come", but for some reason kept typing "from")
Monday, February 9, 2009
(ok, this post is a little long winded...It wasn't meant to be! I get carried away)
I am amazed at how difficult it is to have a broken limb. I have a new respect for anyone who has to go through this. It's THE MOST FRUSTRATING thing I have ever experienced. THE most.
I am also amazed at the lack of sympathy from people. Some people don't even try to move out of your way. I've been to the doctors and the hospital 7 times in the last 3.5 weeks, my only "outings" since I am still in a lot of pain. I have had to maneuver my way through the waiting room every time. With legs stretched out, people just sit there and look at you, as you embarrassingly struggle to not squish their toes with your crutches, while the carpet catches on your crutches, because of the tight space they are making you get through, and you struggle to keep your balance. It's hard to use crutches!
Some won't even change sides of the the sidewalk, if you happen to be on the wrong side, because you just walked up a set of stairs, and they wait while you make your way to the "right" side of the sidewalk.
I have had some nice encounters too, like when I fell over on a set of stairs the other day, a man rushed over to help me. I was too embarrassed to take it, and I had recovered from my little spill anyhow, but that was nice of him. And most times I go to the GP, someone from inside rushes to open the door for me, even when their seat was quite far from the door.
It's amazing the things I cannot do. I can't get myself food, or drinks, unless it's been prepared, and I can stay in one spot. Because of crutches, I almost have no hands to get me things, and if I can get something, I have no hands left to move around. So, I can't do anything complicated. Usually, I will get Adam to set out a bowl and cereal, and I maneuver my way to get milk. I end up needing to lightly throw it to get it to where I need it, and then I can have some breakfast. So, as you can imagine, getting together a meal is next to impossible. I can't bring anything to the microwave to heat up, or anything. They recommend using a back pack to carry around things, but probably not for my dinner plate :)
To try to make things easier for Adam, we used to keep a pitcher of water, and some snacks in easy reach, but the ants....oh, the ants...I can't even leave WATER out. They infest my cup, for no apparent reason (I have watched, and watched, and the don't seem to be taking any water back to the nest). Adam has been studying remedies, but so far nothing is working. We can't see where they are coming from, and it's been a huge headache! We've tried the store bought methods, the magnesium powder methods, and now Adam is trying to invent his own.
Luckily, Adam is a willing learner to cook meals (although we have yet to make anything complicated) and feeds me well. I try not to bother him, and when I call on him, try to get him to do a few things at once, so I am not always getting in the way of his day. Also Sharon has cooked us many dinners, all of which have been amazing, and have perfectly have hit the spot! That is THE best thing someone can do, I think. I can't imagine being like this by myself. You definitely need someone to take care of you if you've broken something. If you know someone stuck in bed, or who is having a hard time getting around, offer (and then follow up on it) to bring them a dinner, or go do a grocey shop for them, or tidy up for them.
I haven't needed any aids, other than crutches. They didn't really prepare me at the hospital for coming home, but I should have tried to get a few things, like those toilet handle things. Luckily, I have managed with what we have. I can get up from the toilet ok on one leg, and sit on a stool in the shower, and can stand up from that ok too. I think a wheel chair would be nice, since I can't really go out, and go too far with only crutches. I still need to look into renting, or borrowing one of those.
One thing you NEED if you are bed-ridden is a straw, or a sippy cup. It's hard drinking while lying down, but a straw can solve all your problems. Other than that, we have chairs placed strategically in a few sptots so I can sit down, and I have pretty much sussed out how to do most things (other than get myself food, and other objects).
I think things would be just peachy if it weren't for the pain I am in. This is the reason for so many doctor and hospital visits. I have tried a few things, and on Friday I am going in again to see my GP if this latest solution doesn't work either (which, so far hasn't been working). I can't sleep properly, and getting through the day is quite frustrating, and sometimes difficult. You just don't know what to do to escape the pain.
It's been quite hot lately again, and to cool off, sometimes I spray myself with a spray bottle of water. It's a very fine mist, and if even those tiny drops touch the skin of my foot, I am in agony. The nerves have been damaged, probably from the fall, and now are trying to let my brain know this, but every message they send is "PAIN". Sometimes it fades a little, and I just have a burning sensation, or it tingles, but lately the sensitivity is the main problem. And the shooting pains come mostly at night too, so sleeping is difficult.
I have been doing some reading, and since the fibula is not a weight baring bone, and I was already in a cast for 3 weeks, it's not a big deal that I only have the moon boot now. The tibia is being kept in place by screws, as is the fibula, so that also doesn't need a cast. I pretty much don't wear the moon boot, but still ly in bed all day, with my leg propped up on couch cushions. The pain of the boot on my foot has made me only use it when I am going out, for extra support. I hope everything else is healing well, if my skin is not. I get Xrays again on the 27th, and then I hope I can start some physio exercises.
Sunday, February 8, 2009
It's so sad that we spend so much of our time worrying. About money, about our jobs (or lack thereof), about the economy, the list is endless. Isn't sad to think how much time we've wasted thinking about things we cannot change, or cannot fix? I am not talking about my stupid foot (though, moments of anger of how could I fall into a ditch are replaced by some self pity every once in a while. Regretfully, I've spend enough time in bed worrying about work, about something I have no control over just yet). I am talking about the tragic deaths of so many families in Victoria (Australia). Wouldn't you regret all your time spend worrying, not spent tickling your kids, or hugging your husband, or asking your grandparents how they met, knowing, in a week, you'd be dead? It breaks my heart. 65 dead so far, in the deadliest bush fires in 25 years, and possibly by the time you read this, the deadliest fires ever.
25 “Therefore I say to you, do not worry about your life, what you will eat or what you will drink; nor about your body, what you will put on. Is not life more than food and the body more than clothing? 26 Look at the birds of the air, for they neither sow nor reap nor gather into barns; yet your heavenly Father feeds them. Are you not of more value than they? 27 Which of you by worrying can add one cubit to his stature?
28 “So why do you worry about clothing? Consider the lilies of the field, how they grow: they neither toil nor spin; 29 and yet I say to you that even Solomon in all his glory was not arrayed like one of these. 30 Now if God so clothes the grass of the field, which today is, and tomorrow is thrown into the oven, will He not much more clothe you, O you of little faith?
31 “Therefore do not worry, saying, ‘What shall we eat?’ or ‘What shall we drink?’ or ‘What shall we wear?’ 32 For after all these things the Gentiles seek. For your heavenly Father knows that you need all these things. 33 But seek first the kingdom of God and His righteousness, and all these things shall be added to you. 34 Therefore do not worry about tomorrow, for tomorrow will worry about its own things. Sufficient for the day is its own trouble.
These verses are quotes so often. I need them tattooed on my forehead.
Try to have a worry free day, and just do what you can, and that's it. God is in control, though we might not always be able to see the forest for the trees.
Saturday, February 7, 2009
I had my appointment on Friday, which I barely managed to get. When I went in to emerg on Monday, they said the Fracture Clinic would be calling me to tell me a time to come in. By weds, they still hadn't called, so Adam called to try and sort it out. Transfer after transfer, and the phone just rang out. He called back again, telling them the phone just rings out. I have had the same trouble, before we decided to even go to emerg, of trying to make an appointment, but no one picks up the phone! They finally called back, thank goodness, with an appointment.
We go the hospital for my appointment, and wait for at least an hour. We finally get to see a specialist, who was really nice, and when consulting with the head honcho, decided to give me what I have been praying for (if its the right thing for my recovery): a MOON BOOT!
The lovely man who created that work of art on my leg was now the one to saw it off. And I felt bad, as everyone in the Fracture Clinic seemed to like his work. As soon as that blasted cast came off, I felt relief right away.
The moon boot is slightly heavier than a cast, and more cumbersome, but so much more comfy. With all those adjustable straps, I am in heaven. I am still having nerve pain, and sometimes it is still pretty bad, but the frequency of those bad times has dropped to something bearable. The whole bottom of my foot is numb, or mostly numb, and burning with angry nerves. The swelling has gone down heaps since my original cast, and I am hoping its the swelling causing the pain, so it will keep going away.
I had my first shower, standing up, albeit on one leg, but it was amazing! No more crevices with soap that I missed washing out. I can reach properly everywhere now! Though I still do sit, since standing on one leg in a soapy shower is a little freaky. Though, in the past, I have always practiced balance when I do my exercise, ever since I hurt my back, and I find balancing on one leg not too terribly scary. I broke the same leg I have sciatica on, which is good, really, since my other leg is stronger as it is.
I pretty much don't wear the moon boot, unless I am walking, er, crutching, around, or sleeping. Since I am still taking some pain killers, I find I have bad dreams, and do a lot of kicking in my sleep, I keep the moon boot on for my own protection. I tried to take a nap without it on, and it was too painful waking up from some weird dream, kicking all over the place.
I guess, since my fib is being held normally in place at my knee by tendons and ligaments, and being held artificially in place by screws at my ankle, there is no way it is going to be moving, so a cast isn't completely necessary. My tib is fine, except for the dislocation, and that is being held with screws too, so no leg bones are going anywhere. The cast was more to protect me from myself, it seems. The moon boot serves the same purpose, except more comfortable. Though, when I try rotating my ankle I can feel the break site, so I won't be doing that any more. But I am allowed to move my ankle, to keep range of motion. The screws are not hindering movement, and so I should try to do a few exercises to keep it from stiffening up.
Except they didn't give me any exercises to do at the Fracture Clinic. I had the feeling I was a pain in their backsides, and they just wanted me out of there. Maybe it was because it seemed to be so busy that day, and I was a last minute patient, but I would have appreciated some info to come home with. I am just going off of what was said to me the first time. So, I will keep moving the ankle, up and down, trying to help along what physio I will be doing starting in 3 weeks, if all goes well.
Here are some photos, 3 weeks after the original break. It's pretty red, but I am beginning now to see some dark colours coming through. I've never seen a red bruise, but who knows. The scabs are also coming off now, in the shower too. My stitches are the disolvable kind, so that's nice. Anyhow, without further ado...
(I don't really know anyone out there in blogger land who does these things, so I just posted it for interest sake. Feel free to do one yourself, though!)
1. I add things I've done to my to do list so that I can cross them off.
2. I love science (in general), and read heaps of articles.
3. I broke my first bone 3 weeks and 2 days ago by falling into a ditch. I wasn't drunk, I just didn't see it, ok? It was night, and who knows, I was carrying flowers, and they blocked my view or something, that's the best I can come up with. (broke the fib, dislocated the tib at the ankle)
4. I have too many hobbies, and am hoping to earn at least a part time wage from them some time soon. It's A LOT of work to get things going, plus I am still sewing seats for Adam too...
5. I am happier than I have ever been, even though I have no money, and no car, and can't afford anything because of the jobs I get and then lose because of the economy, or because my boss has a mental break down, or because my boss is a weirdo (X3)
6. I can't look at myself objectively. Sometimes I think I look good, then I see a photo of myself, from the day / night I thought I looked good, and...egad!!!!
7. I can't wait to have my own garden, and pets, and maybe some chickens and goats too.
8. I try to put socks on before I put pants on because I hate it when my pants get caught in me pulling up my socks, and even though I un-tuck them, it feels wrong for a while afterward. I think I have hyper-vigilance.
9. I wish I had some (close) friends.
10. I married the first guy I dated, and so glad I did. You don't need to play the field to know what works.
11. I still have ALL my Xmas decorations up (which isn't really that many...), because I broke my leg, I can't get them down. Adam is too busy with work, and taking care of me.
12. I have a lot of grey hair, and that is the main reason I keep dying it. Even though when I started I had none. I don't really have wrinkles though, so I guess it evens out...?
13. I am stopping using expensive face wash (kiehls, etc), because guess what? It doesn't work! I didn't wash my face with more than water for a week (because of being in the hospital) and I had LESS pimples than EVER! I now only use a face scrub, and so far, so good! Plus, pimples are hormone related anyhow.
14. I do NOT believe in any of that retarded detox stuff. It's not scientific, and doesn't make sense in the slightest!
15. I do not support Obama, but at the same time, change is good! We do need change! But all these people wanting change, it needs to start with them, at the bottom, not with a new president. Get ready for a huge let down, all you who believe Obama is some sort of saviour.
16. I'm looking forward to kids, but I am also scared. I am also scared of running out of time too...Eek. I hope I know when the right time is. I don't feel like we're secure enough...I don't know. I'm just scared.
17. I sometimes ask Jesus to tell my loved ones that I miss them, and give them a big hug.
18. I love a good cry. There is nothing like a cry to get out everything you hold inside. Adam doesn't understand how that's possible.
19. I LOVE survivor - Still. Can't wait! One more week!
20. I pretty much am annoyed by all my neighbours. Plate Licker stole my cat Lucky (OH! And slashed the tires on my car!); CSM is creepy smoking man, and is always on his deck, looking around; Matthew never listens to his mom, and is constantly yelling for Craig to come over, who lives 3 houses down, and we're in the middle; Craig rides his new bike and rings the bell at 7 am a lot of mornings; Two Finger Tester (don't ask) who is a complete dag, plays loud techno. And last but not least are the Recycle Nazi's who must drink themselves blind every evening, and get the kids to take out the bottles at 6:15am. They like to break each and every one of them into the recycle bin, and fight over who gets to do it. We've yelled at them once, and it worked for a few weeks.
21. I drive through red turn arrows, since most of the time they are pointless, and if everyone is so concerned about "global warming" then shouldn't we be spending less time idling the car? Come on people, lets start thinking for ourselves, we don't need the man to tell us when it's safe to make a left or right turn (unless there truly is some sort of obstacle). I dare you to do it too.
22. I am trying to learn vintage hair styles, but they are hard work.
23. I got my motor bike license last June, and it was the one of the scariest, but funnest things I have ever done.
24. I hate peas and always will.
25. I love candy and always will.
Friday, February 6, 2009
Then how about these ones:
For You formed my inward parts;
You covered me in my mother’s womb.
14 I will praise You, for I am fearfully and wonderfully made;
Marvelous are Your works,
And that my soul knows very well.
15 My frame was not hidden from You,
When I was made in secret,
And skillfully wrought in the lowest parts of the earth.
16 Your eyes saw my substance, being yet unformed.
And in Your book they all were written,
The days fashioned for me,
When as yet there were none of them.
2 Thus says the LORD who made you
And formed you from the womb
5 “ Before I formed you in the womb I knew you;
Before you were born I sanctified you;
I ordained you a prophet to the nations.” Luke 1:41-44
41 And it happened, when Elizabeth heard the greeting of Mary, that the babe leaped in her womb; and Elizabeth was filled with the Holy Spirit. 42areis the fruit of your womb! 43is this granted to me, that the mother of my Lord should come to me? 44 For indeed, as soon as the voice of your greeting sounded in my ears, the babe leaped in my womb for joy.
26 Then God said, “Let Us make man in Our image, according to Our likeness; let them have dominion over the fish of the sea, over the birds of the air, and over the cattle, over all[a] the earth and over every creeping thing that creeps on the earth.” 27 So God created man in His own image; in the image of God He created him; male and female He created them. 28 Then God blessed them, and God said to them, “Be fruitful and multiply; fill the earth and subdue it; have dominion over the fish of the sea, over the birds of the air, and over every living thing that moves on the earth.” 29 And God said, “See, I have given you every herb that yields seed which is on the face of all the earth, and every tree whose fruit yields seed; to you it shall be for food.
For someone who likes to quote scriptures and talk about God-given promises, and how the founding forefathers "drafted a charter to assure the rule of law and the rights of man", Obama sure doesn't seem to understand these God-given rights. He reversed the abortion funding policy.
"The first thing I'd do as president is sign the Freedom of Choice Act," Obama said in his July speech to abortion advocates worried about the increase of pro-life legislation at the state level. The Freedom of Choice Act (FOCA) is legislation Obama has co-sponsored along with 18 other senators that would annihilate every single state law limiting or regulating abortion, including the federal ban on partial birth abortion.(reference)
To all of us Christians who are sitting idly by:
that he will also reap.
7 "They sow the wind and reap the whirlwind. The stalk has no head; it will produce no flour. Were it to yield grain, foreigners would swallow it up.
18 For the wrath of God is revealed from heaven against all ungodliness and unrighteousness of men, who suppress the truth in unrighteousness, 19 because what may be known of God is manifest in them, for God has shown it to them. 20 For since the creation of the world His invisible attributes are clearly seen, being understood by the things that are made, even His eternal power and Godhead, so that they are without excuse, 21 because, although they knew God, they did not glorify Him as God, nor were thankful, but became futile in their thoughts, and their foolish hearts were darkened. 22 Professing to be wise, they became fools, 23 and changed the glory of the incorruptible God into an image made like corruptible man—and birds and four-footed animals and creeping things. 24 Therefore God also gave them up to uncleanness, in the lusts of their hearts, to dishonor their bodies among themselves, 25 who exchanged the truth of God for the lie, and worshiped and served the creature rather than the Creator, who is blessed forever. Amen. 26 For this reason God gave them up to vile passions. For even their women exchanged the natural use for what is against nature. 27 Likewise also the men, leaving the natural use of the woman, burned in their lust for one another, men with men committing what is shameful, and receiving in themselves the penalty of their error which was due. 28 And even as they did not like to retain God in their knowledge, God gave them over to a debased mind, to do those things which are not fitting; 29 being filled with all unrighteousness, sexual immorality, wickedness, covetousness, maliciousness; full of envy, murder, strife, deceit, evil-mindedness; they are whisperers, 30 backbiters, haters of God, violent, proud, boasters, inventors of evil things, disobedient to parents, 31 undiscerning, untrustworthy, unloving, unforgiving, unmerciful; 32 who, knowing the righteous judgment of God, that those who practice such things are deserving of death, not only do the same but also approve of those who practice them.
Here are some interesting bios from former abortionists.
All these verses also apply to the changes Obama plans to make with federal funding for embryonic stem cell research. Stem cells do not NEED to come from embryos. The implications of embryonic stem cell research are the same as abortions, and something worth studying.
"For evil men to triumph it is only necessary for good men to do nothing"
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Tuesday, February 3, 2009
Today has been a good day, a real treat, considering the past 2 weeks. I do still have pain, but it is SO much less than what I have been going through. Today is the first day I haven't cried because I didn't know what else to do. I don't know if the meds are working, if this crazy new cast is a better fit, or if my swelling has gone down (a possible reason for this nerve pain, I have read, might be due to all the swelling).
To treat myself, I painted my nails, did a face mask, and moisturized with the goodies my family sent me. I didn't manage a shower though...so girls, that body butter you sent me, was very helpful *wink* I was even mentally alert enough to finally finish a job for my boss from before I had my little spill. I didn't take any pain killers until this evening too. If the next 3.5 weeks are spent in this clown cast like I felt today, then I can deal with it.
*I am still praying for the moon boot though on friday - you can too*
Monday, February 2, 2009
I cannot WAIT to try this out. So far, a few attempts (3? 4?) of making a nice white, or yellow cake recipe have all been less than desirable. Then, I found THIS! Man, once this cast comes off, I'm telling you...
Well, my day was spent at the emergency today. I am having such severe nerve pain, that I called the "Fracture Clinic", where I am supposed to have appointments with the orthopedic specialists until I am all healed up (I went there to get my red cast), but they only see people on Fridays. She suggested I come into Emerg, since I had already seen my GP 3 times in the last week and a half for pain related reasons.
I think we got there about 11:30, or earlier, and left at around 5pm. It's no joke when people say you have to wait hours. Anyhow, I'm not really sure what was solved. They sawed off my beautiful red cast, and I was hoping for the moon boot replacement, but it seemed no one in emerg was willing to OK that idea without speaking to the specialist, so I got a new colourful number on my leg now (NOT IMPRESSED). The plaster man took some liberties. I got new Xrays (I don't know how that will help them solve a nerve problem?) and waited...and waited...I got some more oxycodone, which I suppose I am looking forward to taking, since I haven't had all that much sleep.
Last night was the worst. I barely slept, then woke up at 7 am to kids playing in the street. Then 8 am a man sawing wood underneath our bedroom windows. Couldn't sleep even if I wanted to. So, now my cocktail has changed to anti-convulsants, which have a side effect of relieving nerve pain, oxycodone, and anti-inflammatories. The anti-convulsants take a few days to take effect, so I am to wait it out. I hope whatever is up with these nerves it gets sorted since a weeks supply of the anti-convulsants costs around $100, even here in Aus, where medication is hugely subsidized, from what I have noticed. We'll see. If it works, it will be worth it. The Dr. gave me 2 weeks for free, so that was really nice. But if it doesn't work, I won't be able to do the next 4 weeks like this. And I don't even know if the nerve problem is related to the cast.
I have another appointment at the Fracture Clinic on friday, and they will review my "case", I am told. Hopefully they will saw off this hideous hinderence and replace it with a moon boot. I will then be able to take a nice bath, or shower without wrapping myself in plastic first. So now I wait until friday....for I don't know what exactly, but hopefully its something good.
Adam just came in and brought me the most thoughtful gift from home! My Ma and sisters sent me a package of goodies! Some craft mags, a puzzle book, learn to crochet books, yarn and needles! And some other fun stuff like nail polish, and body butter, movies & candy! Aw, I feel like crying, that was so sweet! And since it seems I have a lot more bed rest in my future (the Dr. today said at least another couple weeks), I am looking for things to keep me busy. I don't have much work on either right now, which is good timing for my boss I suppose, but I hope to be able to get back to it soon. I still need to finish off a job for him, which has been difficult to get to. Thank goodness for the lap top, I can work in bed when I need to.