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SUCH A BUSY DAY

3/11/2014

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ADOPT THE PACE OF NATURE.  HER SECRET IS PATIENCE.

                                                                  Ralph Waldo Emerson

Today started off with a bang. Got a call from Sister Sandy telling me that Dad had a very unfortunate thing happen to him early this morning. I won't go into detail, but it is a real life-changing time for him.

Later Jenna called me to tell me that she was dashing home because the school had called and said that the kids had been let out early out (nobody told us) and that there was no one at home to meet the bus. The bus cruised around the block until she got there. I was going to pick him up later anyway for therapy, so I raced over to her house so she could go back to work. Since, we had three hours to kill, Al and I went to TWO Good Will stores and then to Wal-Mart. I ran into Camie M. who I hadn't seen in a coon's age, and chatted for a few minutes. Received some great cards in the mail , thank you Jodi and Tracy, Betty M., and Shar Dunlap. The messages I received from Sandi F. and Betty C. keep me going with their optimism. Love you guys. And Sandy R. in Atlanta, I saw the "J". I'm so sorry I missed it at first. Loved it.

I told Lon that the vultures are circling. A piece of mail I got today was an application for Funeral and Final Expenses Insurance. Sorry, guys, you missed the boat this time. I won't be needing it for quite a while. Talking about vultures circling reminded me of all the times we went to Zephr Hills, Florida to visit Little Ma's aunt in the nursing home. Zephr Hills consists of lots of nursing homes, medical facilities and retirement homes which means the town is full of old people. Yes, Zephr Hills is God's Waiting Room. The first time I was in that city, I asked Lon what kind of birds were always circling overhead in big flocks. When he told me they were vultures, (really!) it made me fear for the welfare of any oldsters walking on the street. I didn't want some darn birds swooping down and snatching some elderly folks right off their feet and flying away with them, or perching in tree tops waiting to pick of some unsuspecting geriatric pedestrian.

I talked to sis-in-law Jill today, and she was asking me the specifics of the drainage-tubing-plastic grenade situation and she made me laugh so hard from her reactions. Evidently she is a little squeamish about the details, so I just told her to Google it and look at the pictures and she'll understand. (I bet you a dollar that she won't be able to bring herself to check it out - and frankly, I don't blame her a bit!).

I forgot to tell you that when I saw the plastic surgeon yesterday, I asked him if he needed to start injecting the fluid into the expanders to start stretching the skin for the implants which is what I was told was needed. He asked me how much bigger I wanted to be and I told him that I didn't want to be any bigger, which shocked him. I guess most women would be aiming for a little bit more endowment if they got the chance. Hmmm I'm gonna have to think on this some more. It wouldn't hurt if I was a smidge bigger, but I bet that stretching the expanders will hurt like heck!                             I'll keep you posted on this.




                                                                                   GOD BLESS YOU ALL

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Betty Coleman
3/12/2014 10:19:15 am

SO offers from funeral homes, that is ghastly. The expanders do get filled but once a week a bit at a time and not real painful, according to my friend. Also they will work on the other one so you aren't lopsided. I am now doing motivational speeches for people to want to raise money for breast cancer. My first one is the local soccer girls. I am wearing a soccer outfit and my grandson's breast cancer socks. You know my "talent" is talking. Wish me luck. This one is for you!!

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