Thursday, September 23, 2010
The Flowers That Stick
My home is covered in glittery things, things that sing the alphabet, little flowers that glow in the dark and things that if they get stuck on something, and they do, would need a nuclear arsenal to remove.
My home is filled with noise, humming, spinning things, laughter, and crying over things that are important to a 5 year old, but not so much to a 40 year old.
My home is filled with errands and my car sees me more than my bed.
My home is filled with soft things, things to sit on and things to cuddle with, things to throw and things to catch.
My home is filled with the people I adore, the people I would rather spend my times with than any other people in the world, and people that make me feel loved.
My home is filled with my heart. It may be messy with things that stick, and things that get thrown, and people that can't pick up what they put down, but it is my home, and it is my family, and I love who they are and who they will be. And in my home, I am the sticky that holds it together, and the laughter that lightens the day and the person that would give up anything to cuddle for a moment with person that needs me the most.
Those flowers I don't get, are not nearly as beautiful as the flowers that stick. My daughter is wearing them on her fingernails.
Tuesday, September 14, 2010
This Federal Angel
Dad has been in the hospital for 3 days because he has an infection from his pacemaker surgery. He was so worried about leaving his co-workers high and dry, also about being out of leave and not getting paid. He was sure that the Insurance premium would not be paid and they would be stuck with medical bills. I tried to reassure him but he wouldn't really believe me.
Mom called his boss, Bridgette (apologies if I misspell), whose own daughter has been in the Hospital recovering from surgery and she told Mom to relay to Dad not to worry.
In a few short hours, Bridgette rallied the troops and rescued my Father. She called back East and got Helen to approve a Medical Retirement for Dad possibly beginning as early as October 1st. Someone will bring Dad his paperwork and get it all finalized for him.
On top of that (which has been in the works for MONTHS) she told him not to worry about the next two weeks. She said that his co-workers have donated their time to Dad. That he will be using their leave and will receive a full paycheck.
This is possibly the most generous and amazing thing I have ever heard of. This man, who has given so much to the service of his country is now seeing the rewards of his dedication.
Dad has over 45 years in constant work for the Federal Government. He has gotten up every morning at 4:45am and gone to work. Seldom did he take any time off. He has donated selflessly to make sure that the men and women of the armed forces are taken care of. That they have the equipment they need when they need it, and that the civilian corp also have what they need to do their jobs.
I doubt Bridgette will ever know how much she has done for my Father. How she has put him at ease with a few phone calls during a time that she also was feeling the burden of supporting her own family.
So do me a favor: Do not mock Federal Employees, EVER. Because those employees that make it happen are the salt of the earth and they are the unrecognized heroes of our country. They ask for little and give everything. They do not make the 6 figure salaries of the Congressional Page that works 5 hours a day, they *earn* what they work for and they take care of their own. They are not the wasteful tyrants that you hear about in the news. They believe that what they do, makes a difference.
This is my Dad. And he has assured an honorable legacy that needs to endure. And Bridgette, has seen to that.
Thank you Bridgette, thank you from the very bottom of my heart.
Friday, June 18, 2010
Invisible
Most people do not want to see Bug. Oh, they want to see the pretty boy they do not want to see his Epilepsy. I post about his seizures and I have watched the people that know him the most slowly pulling away. I still support them, I cancel my plans and I drop what I was doing and I offer an encouraging word or two, but he gets NOTHING in return.
Wednesday, June 9, 2010
Examination and fury.
I have been called many things in my life, some of them true, some of them not as true as others but tonight I was called haughty. A new one for me. Arrogant, I heard once in the heat of an argument, but not haughty.
Wednesday, June 2, 2010
Bogeyman
I remember when I was afraid of the dark. I would slip into bed, surround myself with all of my stuffed animals, pull my feet up as close to my chest as I could get them (because my sisters had me convinced that something would suck my feet under the bed) and tell myself stories until I fell asleep. On the days when my sister wasn't asleep before me, we would talk through the wall. I can't recall what we would talk about but I imagine it was planning the next summertime adventure.
Tuesday, June 1, 2010
Journalistic Integrity: Found
At one point in time, many years, but no so long ago, I wanted to be an investigative reporter. I wanted to be a Photo Journalist. I had an aptitude for one but not the other. And in the hustle and bustle of things that could not be changed I decided that journalism was not for me after all. Why? I was unable to fulfill my commitment to my Journalism Teacher because I was very sick. She moved on and I was left to write small articles, I was left behind so instead of staying the course and working my way back into the groove, I moved on to something else. But here's the thing: I didn't really. I just stopped writing as much. I was editing things in my head, taking stock and asking questions, forming concepts and talking about it but not writing.
Wednesday, April 14, 2010
How lovely...
Danny and I were killing time waiting for Tay to be done at ballet. There is a Walmart across the street so I thought we would pick up a few things, including birthday presents for the soon to be 5 year old girl.
We wandered the store, picked up a bunch of stuff we sort of need and sort of just thought were cool and go to the check out.
In our cart were several toys for Tay and several for Bug. His toys are mostly pre-school and baby toys because he is in this oral phase at the moment and better chew toys in the baby department. We looked at the Dog toys but they were too squeaky.
So most of the ages said: 0-12 months.
The lady checking us out, oh, let's call her Flo, asked: How are you today?
I had been having a bad day so I said:" Eh, I am just Ok, how are you?"
She said: "Oh that's lovely."
????
If I had known what this next statement would cause..I would have said it earlier.
I turned to Danny and said:
"I think he will like these."
Flo asked how old he was.
I said: "7 but he has Epilepsy and Autism and some other ism's I am sure but he's a fun kid. Likes to spin things."
Flo said:
"How lovely."
????
Actually every few seconds, while I was talking, she would alternate: 'That's lovely', "That sounds nice", "Oh how lovely"...it made NO sense whatsoever.
"Yeah" I said quizzically, "he is getting better."
Flo said: "That's nice."
I said: "Yep, just happy he doesn't play IN his diaper anymore. That was a fun time." That last statement was a test. Flo did NOT disappoint:
"That sounds like fun."
????
Danny said: "Hey Mommy I like to finger paint".
I laughed. Flo, apparently thought it was inappropriate, because she shot Danny a pursed lips look. Maybe she WAS paying attention..through her fog of happiness.
By this time she had finished checking us out and we wished her a good day.
We walked silently away toward the front door. At the SAME TIME I turned to Danny, he turned to me.
I said: "Paxil anyone?"
Danny said: "What the hell was she on? Paxil you think?".
We laughed all the way out of the store. We laughed in front of the store. We laughed in the car. I mused about calling the store manager and recommending some random drug testing. Then we wondered what it would be like to work with her. And we laughed even harder.
Bad day...over.
Until I got home and got a second degree burn on my wrist from Bug's frozen dinner. :(
Still, giggling about Flo.
Wednesday, April 7, 2010
Ugh...women.
The women I have in my life are few and far between. Why? I don't trust them. TADA, that simple.
Tuesday, March 30, 2010
What is that smell?
Depending on your temperament and how well drugs get blamed and then the blame gets shifted, you might consider Thalidomide a wonder drug or the scourge of Pregnant Europeans and their children in the 50's and 60's. Really, the research goes either way: Yes they knew it was harmful to the unborn or no: they didn't and when they did they pulled it off the market.
Robert F. Kennedy Jr.
Central Figure in CDC Vaccine Cover-Up Absconds With $2M
Thorsen was a leading member of a Danish research group that wrote several key studies supporting CDC's claims that the MMR vaccine and mercury-laden vaccines were safe for children. Thorsen's 2003 Danish study reported a 20-fold increase in autism in Denmark after that country banned mercury based preservatives in its vaccines. His study concluded that mercury could therefore not be the culprit behind the autism epidemic.
His study has long been criticized as fraudulent since it failed to disclose that the increase was an artifact of new mandates requiring, for the first time, that autism cases be reported on the national registry. This new law and the opening of a clinic dedicated to autism treatment in Copenhagen accounted for the sudden rise in reported cases rather than, as Thorsen seemed to suggest, the removal of mercury from vaccines. Despite this obvious chicanery, CDC has long touted the study as the principal proof that mercury-laced vaccines are safe for infants and young children. Mainstream media, particularly the New York Times, has reliedon this study as the basis for its public assurances that it is safe to inject young children with mercury -- a potent neurotoxin -- at concentrations hundreds of times over the U.S. safety limits.
Thorsen, who was a psychiatrist and not a research scientist or toxicologist, parlayed that study into a long-term relationship with CDC. He built a research empire called the North Atlantic Epidemiology Alliances (NANEA) that advertised its close association with the CDC autism team, a relationship that had the agency paying Thorsen and his research staff millions of dollars to churn out research papers, many of them assuring the public on the issue of vaccine safety.
The discovery of Thorsen's fraud came as the result of an investigation by Aarhus University and CDC which discovered that Thorsen had falsified documents and, in violation of university rules, was accepting salaries from both the Danish university and Emory University in Atlanta -- near CDC headquarters -- where he led research efforts to defend the role of vaccines in causing autism and other brain disorders. Thorsen's center has received $14.6 million from CDC since 2002.
Thorsen's partner Kreesten Madsen recently came under fierce criticism after damning e-mails surfaced showing Madsen in cahoots with CDC officials intent on fraudulently cherry picking facts to prove vaccine safety.
Leading independent scientists have accused CDC of concealing the clear link between the dramatic increases in mercury-laced child vaccinations beginning in 1989 and the epidemic of autism, neurological disorders and other illnesses affecting every generation of American children since. Questions about Thorsens's scientific integrity may finally force CDC to rethink the vaccine protocols since most of the other key pro vaccine studies cited by CDC rely on the findings of Thorsen's research group. These include oft referenced research articles published by the Journal of the American Medical Association, the American Journal of Preventive Medicine, the American Academy of Pediatrics, the New England Journal of Medicine and others. The validity of all these studies is now in question.
Citations
1. http://www.cphpost.dk/news/international/89-international/48229-researcher-accused-of-cheating-uni-out-of-millions.html
2.http://www.safeminds.org/news/pressroom/press_releases/20040518_AutismAuthorsNetwork.pdf
3. http://www.nytimes.com/2010/02/06/opinion/06sat3.html
4. http://www.huffingtonpost.com/robert-f-kennedy-jr/time-for-cdc-to-come-clea_b_16550.html
5. http://www.ageofautism.com/2010/03/poul-thorsens-mutating-resume.html
6. http://www.rescuepost.com/files/thorsen-aarhus.pdf
7. http://www.cphpost.dk/news/international/89-international/48229-researcher-accused-of-cheating-uni-out-of-millions.html
Wednesday, March 24, 2010
Really
Yes, a blog entry. Oooh. Ahhh.
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