ABOUT RHEUMATOID ARTHRITIS, AND PROBABLY A WHOLE LOT OF NOTHING, MARINADED IN HUMOR.
November 30, 2007 4:57 AM
Spineless
My back has been giving me problems lately. I wake up several times at night, trying to roll over but my back won't let me. Well, eventually it will, after adjusting my entire body to a point where it will just drop to the side I want, haha. But getting up is a hardship and the first half hour being up is as well. After that it is getting better. Sometimes I wish I was spineless (literally in this case, figuratively I already know I am in some areas, haha). I visited my Rheumatologist and told her about it. Of course, she was all over me:-). She came up with three conclusions of what it could be: 1. A consequence of a muscle-spasm I had a few months ago 2. RA in my back 3. Osteoporosis In case no 1, she gave me muscle-relaxers to see if that would do the trick. So far, the only thing it has done is made me groggy and sleepy. The pain has not diminished yet, but I felt like having stepped right out of a zombie movie, haha. In case no 2 and 3, she had x-rays taken of my back and depending on the results, she may have me take a bone-density test. In case the muscle relaxers didn't work, she also gave me a prescription for another pain killer. So far it seems to be heading the pain killer-way, but I will wait and see for a few more days and practice patience (my weak point haha) with the relaxers.
POSTED BY corryc AT November 30, 2007 4:57 AM
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November 28, 2007 7:07 AM
The 7 Ups
The 7 Ups! 1. Wake Up !! Decide to have a good day. 2. Dress Up !! The best way to dress up is to put on a smile. A smile is an inexpensive way to improve your looks. 3. Shut Up!! Say nice things and learn to listen. 4. Stand Up!! . . . for what you believe in. Stand for something or you will fall for anything. 5. Look Up !! . . . to the Lord. 6. Reach Up !! . . . for something higher. 7. Lift Up !! . . . your Prayers. A POSITIVE THOUGHT If God had a refrigerator, your picture would be on it. If He had a wallet, your photo would be in it. He sends you flowers every spring, and a sunrise every morning. Whenever you want to talk, He'll listen. He could live anywhere in the universe, and He chose your heart. What about the Christmas gift He sent you in Bethlehem; not to mention that Friday at Calvary. Face it, He's crazy about you. I thought this was mighty special. Just remember . . . God answers Knee-Mail!
POSTED BY corryc AT November 28, 2007 7:07 AM
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November 28, 2007 6:26 AM
Turkey Recipe
NEW TURKEY RECIPE includes the use of popcorn as a stuffing, imagine that! When I found this recipe, I thought it was perfect for people like me, who just aren't sure how to tell when poultry is thoroughly cooked, but not dried out. Give this a try. Baked Stuffed Turkey - 12 to 15 lbs. roasting turkey 1 cup melted butter 1 cup stuffing (Pepperidge Farms is good) 1 cup uncooked popcorn (ORVILLE REDENBACHERS LOW FAT) Salt/Pepper to taste Preheat oven to 350 degrees. Brush turkey well with butter, salt, and pepper. Fill cavity with stuffing and popcorn. Place in baking pan with the neck end toward the back of the oven. Listen for the popping sounds. When the turkey's behind blows the oven door open and the turkey flies across the room: ITS DONE! Another piece of advice: Keep doors and windows closed, take cover, or hoist yourself in well-protecting clothing. I would advice to do both the last. When hearing the popping sounds, do not open the oven, you might get blasted. Do not prevent the oven-door from flying open, you might like to use the oven in the future! Bon Appetite! :-D
POSTED BY corryc AT November 28, 2007 6:26 AM
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November 27, 2007 4:50 AM
Have we got it backwards?
It just dawned on me: what do I actually know about the meds I am taking? I know, a little late after having swallowed them for so long haha. But... better late then never! So I summed it up for myself and besides the description that comes with the drug Methotrexate, I don't know much about it. Now, that description already should be enough to scare me off to even take a closer look. Oh Lord, it's enough to make you sick just reading it. And then the strong warning I recall, when I first got that medication: be sure to take the entire dose once a week. NOT daily, but ONCE a week!! If taken daily, I would ensure my own death. So what toxic substance am I washing down every week and what does it do? So here is what I found on it: " Methotrexate is classified as an antimetabolite drug, which means it is capable of blocking the metabolism of cells. As a result of this effect, it has been found helpful in treating certain diseases associated with abnormally rapid cell growth. It has also been found very helpful in treating rheumatoid arthritis, although its mechanism of action in this illness is not known. It seems to work, in part by altering aspects of immune function which may play a role in causing rheumatoid arthritis.
It is widely distributed throughout body tissues with reports of persistence of this drug in the liver up to 116 days after exposure.
It is a cancer medication, when used in high doses. In lower doses it is used to slow the progression of autoimmune diseases such as RA.
If you are taking methotrexate, you need extra folic acid. The reason: methotrexate can cause folic acid deficiency, which can result in problems/side-effects. Folic acid can be given by your doctor as a supplement. Foods rich in folic acid include beets, boysenberries, brown rice, veggies in the cabbage family, cantaloupe, citrus fruits, eggs, green leafy vegetables, haddock, halibut, salmon, tuna, soybean sprouts, asparagus and spinach. Eating five or more servings of the above fresh fruits and vegetables and three servings of fish a week should be more than adequate to decrease the side effects." I have every confidence in my Rheumatologist and I don't question many others, because I perceive them superior in their knowledge. They studied for it, so they know what they are talking about and I have faith that their advise (or prescription) will solve/diminish my ailment, for I lack their knowledge and don't bother to ask, like so many others.
POSTED BY corryc AT November 27, 2007 4:50 AM
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November 26, 2007 6:39 AM
Cycles
How often have we heard the phrase: History repeats itself? Or as is said in the Bible under Ecclesiastes 1:9 That which has been is what will be, That which is done is what will be done, And there is nothing new under the sun. Several times I think, at least I have:-) And when I look at it, I recognize it more and more. It's a cycle, running it's course from up, down, and then up again. Till it completed itself, only to start over again. I see it in the progression of the RA. The times I feel good and I experience none or hardly any negative effects at all. That is the top of the cycle. Then the pain starts and gets worse and worse and at the bottom of the cycle my physical activity is hindered. And after that the climbing up begins. Activity level increases, pain diminishes, RA is stable/inactive again. Cycle complete, till the next time. I see it in daily life. I get up in the morning, attend to my responsibilities during the day, go to bed in the evening. I know we don't look at it that way, but it is another completed cycle. And yes... each day is different (thank the Lord, for that would be boring haha), but still, it is a cycle and according to me a good one. I know, some of you disagree, but hey, suppose we would never get up? Who would take care of our responsibilities? God gave us all a purpose. Think about that! Another example: one moment we are on top of the world. Things are going great. Something occurs and it all seems to fall apart, hopelessness and self-pity set in. Yep, we invented a word for that. It's called depression. And I say "seems", for nothing is as it seems and nothing stays the same. (Now, if that isn't hopeful???). And at the bottom of our despair...a slow change, all is getting better and up we go again. Sure, nobody likes to hurt or feel bad. But even bad feelings and emotional hurt have their reasons. Often it's an indicator that we need to change something in our lives to improve it. I see it as God pointing something out to me:-) Even in spirituality there are ups and downs. Fear, doubt, self-judgment, insecurity at the bottom, and Love, Hope and Faith at the top of the cycle. We have to go through it to grow. What doesn't kill us makes us stronger. Spiritually, mentally, emotionally and even physically. It is never-ending.
POSTED BY corryc AT November 26, 2007 6:39 AM
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November 24, 2007 7:55 AM
Frequently Asked Questions
Why me? What is the reason? What is the purpose? What do I do now? I think at one point in our lives we have all asked ourselves at least one of these questions. I asked them all haha. Did I get answers? Yep, I did. Not always right away. Some were answered in time. Some I still struggle with. But I know God has a plan in all of it:-) The pic is there, not as a shock-effect, but to illustrate my statement and testimony. Although I can understand it may be somewhat upsetting to some of you. In that case I truly apologize.  I learned to deal with it and even laugh about it and I pray you will laugh with me. Looking at my hands... I can easily reach around a corner without too much, or any effort at all, haha. Well, it may come in handy, you never know:-) I am constantly amazed how gracious God is to me. I can still type, write, do crafts and most other things any of us used to do. As for the few things I can't do, God provided! I could always draw a little, but for some reason, that ability has been growing immensely. I do not know what He has in mind for it, but I have Faith He will show, in His time:-) I draw biblical images, that I see in my mind, while reading a verse. I do portraits from pictures (much easier than constantly urging the model to sit still, haha) and love to draw flowers. Just give me a pencil, paper and an eraser. Oh...and some time, haha.  The above questions? Those I can answer only for/pertaining to myself. Why me?-- I figure God knew I was strong enough and had all the abilities to carry that burden. What is the reason?-- I am still not quite sure, maybe to share, support and encourage? He will show. What is the purpose?-- To be a testimony of His grace and mercy. What do I do now?-- Accept it, make the best of it, count my blessing, have faith and courage! Have you found your answers?
POSTED BY corryc AT November 24, 2007 7:55 AM
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November 23, 2007 7:46 AM
What's in a Name
Ok, if this joke below is offending anyone, please accept my sincere apologies.
I think it's outright funny and sure, feel free to change from democrats-statue to republicans-statue, hehe. Actually, you can prolly use anything for it. I can't help but wonder why they came up with the democRATS???
I suppose the rhetorical question: "What's in a name?", is very applicable in this one, huh?
A tourist walked into a curio shop in San Francisco. Looking around at the exotica, he noticed a very life-like, life-sized bronze statue of a rat. It had no price tag, but it was so striking he decided he must have it.
He took it to the counter. "How much for the bronze rat?"
"Twelve dollars for the rat, one hundred dollars for the story," the owner said.
The tourist gave the shop owner twelve dollars. "I'll take the rat. You can keep the story."
As he walked down the street carrying the rat, he soon noticed that a few real rats had crawled out of the alleys and sewers and began following him.
This was disconcerting, so he began walking faster, but within a couple of blocks, the herd of rats behind him had grown to hundreds, and they began squealing.
He began to trot toward the Bay, but looking back he saw that the rats now numbered in the millions, were squealing ever louder, and coming toward him faster and faster. Now scared, he broke into a run, then a full Olympic sprint to the edge of the Bay where he threw the bronze rat as far out as he could.
Amazingly, the millions of rats all jumped into the Bay after the bronze rat, and they all drowned.
The man walked back to the curio shop.
"Aha!" said the owner. "You have come back for the story."
"No," said the man, "I came back to see if you have a bronze Democrat."
POSTED BY corryc AT November 23, 2007 7:46 AM
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November 22, 2007 10:18 AM
Why Is It so Important?
One day I had to get some groceries. My knees were hurting but I was not going to let it prevent me. So I put my daughter in the stroller (at that time she fitted, being almost 21 now: not a good idea to even try haha) and headed out. The store was not that far and because of the pain I walked slow, using the stroller as support and stability. We saw so much on the way there and back, we wouldn't have seen if we had just rushed by. Bugs, flowers growing in the grass, even some snails that crossed the sidewalk. And we stopped and I let her check it all out, enjoying the look of enthousiasme on her face. We were walking back when a neighbour passed us on her bike. She greeted us and added the next comment: "You must have all the time in the world! I wish I had". I wanted to say: "no, you wouldn't wish that if you had my pain", but it stuck to the thought, for she was already way ahead of us, hurrying home. The assumption she made was that I didn't have anything better/else to do. And I know that's what it looked like, but had she asked or given me the opportunity to respond, she wouldn't have hurt me with that comment. For it did hurt. I even felt a tad of guilt, but I resolved that quickly. And everything has a reason. I am grateful I couldn't go any faster for we saw some of God's creations and my daughter had the time of her life exploring:-)
Sometimes, what seems like a justification to one, turns out to be a very good reason for another. When people just assume without asking, a false belief is formed and they act upon it. That can cause great injustice and hurt for the "victim". I am almost 100% positive we have all done it! Something said or done by someone is automatically assumed to be as how I perceive it. I don't ask. Why should I? I already know! Besides, I don't want to come across as being stupid by asking what it is they actually mean or are doing (Don't shake your head now at my foolish pride, I already am aware of it, haha). But am I not the greatest fool, when I find out that what I assumed is no where near the truth and that I hurt someone? It is better to ask then to assume. There is only one foolish question and that is the one that is not asked! ( quotation from hubby. Yes, I asked if I could use it, hahaha).
Nowadays, I do not care so much anymore what people think. As long as I make sure I tell them the truth, then I am no longer responsible for their thoughts, feelings or actions. They are. It matters to me what God thinks of/about me! So why do we still place so much value on their opinions of us? Why is it so important what they think? I don't see a good reason, but maybe you do. I would like to hear them:-)
POSTED BY corryc AT November 22, 2007 10:18 AM
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November 21, 2007 5:45 AM
Who Considers This?
I had an appointment with my rheumatologist ( I will call her Dr. O from here on) yesterday afternoon. That same morning the phone rang. It was one of the assistants of Dr. O. She called to reschedule, for Dr. O had been in that morning, but went home sick. I was grateful I didn't have any pressing issues, so I didn't mind to reschedule for a later date, but it did make me consider something. How often do I think of Dr.O, or any doctor for that matter, getting sick? Actually....never! I admit I would prolly even laugh at first if someone would have posed the idea of a doc getting sick. It made me question and judge myself: why? Let me tell you about Dr.O. She is the most wonderful, caring doctor I have met so far! From the moment I met her, she has shown me nothing but concern for my well-being, kindness, care and gentleness. Not just for my RA, but for every single aspect of my life. Every small ache, change or discomfort is taken into consideration, or taken action upon. Every preventing measure she will not let go by as she keeps a close watch on my health. When we got to know each other better, she even showed interest and sympathy in/for my personal life. Asks about my girls, if all is well at home etc. One time, when she was behind on her schedule, she popped her head around the door of the waiting room where I was in, just to let me know she was being late and that it would not take much longer before she would see me. And she even apologized for being behind. She suggests what I could or should do, gives me her opinion of what would be best and why, but leaves the decisions up to me. She takes the time to answer my questions and doesn't hesitate to tell me if/when she has not enough information to answer. She truly is a gem! I have a very high opinion of her, as a doctor and a person. I think you can tell huh, haha? And now she is sick. Which dismantles the belief that a doctor won't/can't get sick, just because he/she is a doctor. And I am grateful for it. That belief was false and needed to be replaced with the truth. A doctor is a person, like you and me. Not a God in a white coat ( I still notice elderly people looking up at them, afraid to ask what they don't understand or want to know), but flesh and blood, with the same flaws, mistakes and imperfections as me. They too need our prayers! So it makes me wonder if you already had considered this, or was it just a false belief on my part?
POSTED BY corryc AT November 21, 2007 5:45 AM
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November 20, 2007 6:29 AM
How Little Boys Are Born
Hah, I never knew this. I thought they were found in the cabage-patch, dropped of by the stork, or picked out at the hospital. Oh no, I remember that, according to some writer, they are from Mars!
This proves once more: you are never too old to learn. It does leave me wondering now how the little girls are born. They must be from Venus then, huh?!
A little boy goes to his father and asks "Daddy, how was I born?"
The father answers: "Well son, I guess one day you will need to find out anyway!
Your Mom and I first got together in a chat room on Yahoo. Then I set up a date via e-mail with your Mom and we met at a cyber-cafe. We sneaked into a secluded room, where your mother agreed to a download from my hard drive. As soon as I was ready to upload, we discovered that neither one of us had used a firewall, and since it was too late to hit the delete button, nine months later a little Pop-Up appeared that said:
You got Male!
POSTED BY corryc AT November 20, 2007 6:29 AM
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November 19, 2007 4:29 AM
Does Fear Have A Reason
It was such a lovely day. My girls were around the age of 7 and 5 at that time. It was summer vacation, so they were out of school and getting bored. My eldest loved swimming (and still does) and wanted to go to the swimming pool. Oh, oh...there it was. Fear! All kinds of catastrophic scenarios rushed through my mind. To go to the pool meant to go by bike, the car was unavailable at that time. My knees, hands and wrists were very inflamed and painful.
Fear no 1: I won't make it, the ride may be too far. It wasn't that far at all, but being in pain it seemed like from here to the moon ( exaggerating here, can you tell? haha.) And walking? A snail would have beat me to it! So if I didn't make it, how would we get back?
Fear no 2: If we made it, I would have to sit or lay down on the grass. I would never make it back up without any help. The girls were too small to hoist me up. So I would have to ask someone else. The embarrassment! What would they think?
Fear no 3: We would still have to make it back from the moon afterwards. Same fear as no 1.
Fear no 4: It would all aggravate my joints and I would pay dearly.
So, I told my girls I was in too much pain to go. I didn't even make an effort. Fear deprived the girls from a nice day and me from some cherished moments and memories.
Fear tends to take away so much in our lives, in every aspect, not just when you have an illness, although I think it adds to it, big time. With my illness, the consequence of everthing I want to do is pain. No one wants that. So the fear of pain, often/most of the times/always (you can answer that for yourselves:-), prevents us from enjoying God's blessings. Buzzzzz......wrong answer!!! WE prevent us. By giving in to the fear. By running from fear instead of to it. I will show you and you can form your own opinion on it.
Running from fear...That is what I did by only thinking about what could go wrong, could happen or could be a consequence. So allowing the fear to make the decision, I didn't go.
Running to fear...I would have considered all these things and have had Faith that God provides. On account of my fears: We would have made it, even if it meant we had to take a little break half way. Somebody would have helped me, and it doesn't matter what they think or how it appears, I could have explained. And I may not have had any more pain afterwards at all and if so, I could have taken some more Ibuprofen. If I myself had made the decision, in spite of fear, I would have gone. See how it works?
Fear is there for a reason. It makes you alert to areas that need attention. It's good to consider why it is present and face it. I am facing my fears. Not always successfully yet. It still roars it's ugly head every now and then, but I am mastering it, with God's help. Love, Hope and Faith bring life. Things done other then out of these three, bring forth nothing good. I found there is only one good fear. The fear of God:-)
Have you noticed how allowing fear robs you, and your loved ones around you, of joy and hope? How it stalls life?
POSTED BY corryc AT November 19, 2007 4:29 AM
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November 17, 2007 5:15 AM
Critter's Cooings II
HI!!!! I thought I sneak back in here and pound away a little, since I enjoyed it so much last time. :-D Guess what?! I am almost able to grab what I am going for! Yeah, those hands are starting to go where I want them to go. I am not sure whether everybody is so happy with that, haha. I love to get a hold of Oma's shirt and chew on it and since I am still drooling away... grin. Oh, and I made such a discovery! I have just noticed those things at the end of my "chunkies". I think they are called feet. They look so funny, I am fascinated with them. I love to grab those and try to get them in my mouth, but for now I think I will stick to my fists, so much easier. I am making lots of noises. Sometimes a bit too much, hehe. Opa hopes I am going to be a "talker". I found out I can make Opa and Oma laugh out loud, by letting out certain squeals. I start low and then get as high as I can. They think that is so funny, while I think their laugh is funny. I guess we are tickling each other with that, huh? Oma tells me, the best place is in the kitchen. When she baby-sits me ( noooooooo, she doesn't sit on me, hahaha), she puts me in my walker, drives me into the kitchen and then starts doing all that stuff which is "supposed" to turn into something called supper. She also tells me to pay close attention, so one day I can do it. Ehhh... okay, not sure why??? Maybe so it actually turns out to be a supper?! I think she could use a cook-book. :-D  As you can see, I am trying to sit up, but it ain't going too well yet. But I am getting there. Hey.... stop looking at my chunkies! It's already hard enough to get them pinched every now and then. Although I have to admit I like it, I can't help but smile but try not to show it by turning my face away. When Oma notices that, she calls me a little stinker. Hah, she hasn't smelled nothing yet! Nah, that's not true, she has, so I guess she knows what she is talking about, sigh. Well, time to go. :-D I will be back! Ehh... I hope you don't take that as a threat, grin.
POSTED BY corryc AT November 17, 2007 5:15 AM
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November 16, 2007 6:15 AM
A Laugh A Day...
Some jokes are so hilarious, they make you laugh till you stomach hurts.
Laughing is good for you, it has a positive effect on your mood and takes away the stress. It seems to get your good endorphins going. Yeah, I had that same reaction: my what??? Anyway, it's better than an apple a day!
Here is what I considered a good one!
Dear Tide:
I am writing to say what an excellent product you have! I've used it all of my married life, as my Mom always told me it was the best. Now that I am in my fifties I find it even better! In fact, about a month ago, I spilled some red wine on my new white blouse. My inconsiderate and uncaring husband started to belittle me about how clumsy I was, and generally started becoming a pain in the neck. One thing led to another and somehow I ended up with his blood on my new white blouse! I grabbed my bottle of Tide with bleach alternative and to my surprise and satisfaction, all of the stains came out! In fact, the stains came out so well the detectives who came by yesterday told me that the DNA tests on my blouse were negative and then my attorney called and said that I was no longer considered a suspect in the disappearance of my husband. What a relief! Going through menopause is bad enough without being a murder suspect! I thank you, once again, for having a great product. Well, gotta go, have to write to the Hefty bag people.
POSTED BY corryc AT November 16, 2007 6:15 AM
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November 15, 2007 2:06 PM
Familiar?
When I was living in the Netherlands I had a "disability card". This card was issued by a physician of the city department and gave me the right to park in the spaces reserved for disabled. I put it in front of the windshield of the car whenever I made use of one of those parking-spaces. At that time I had trouble walking and couldn't walk long. So, I was grateful to be able while being disabled:-) I walked slow and took my time to do the shopping. Only my hands showed my RA, for the rest one couldn't tell. I can not count the times I parked, got out of the car and noticed the glares of passers-by! I simply ignored those. Several times I was addressed, sometimes friendly, sometimes annoyed, being pointed out that it was a parking-spot for disabled I just parked at. At first I would tell them I knew, and make them aware of the fact there was the card in front of the windshield. Still, the looks of disbelief were there as they went on with their business. Later on, all I did was smile and showed my hands. That worked wonders, haha. Sometimes, but very rarely, an excuse. Most of the times a red face and a fast exit. Forgive me, but I found it amusing:-)
I was shopping with my Mom one day, when we ran into an acquaintance of hers. She introduced us and then reminded her I had RA. Mom almost summoned me to show the lady my hands. I knew she needed to prove she had not been lying, and that there was no ill intent, so I did. ( I prolly would do good in a freak-show, haha.) It just makes it so obvious...I can't see it, therefore I don't believe it. Most people turn into "unbelieving Thomasses". I guess that is nothing new. Very few accept words and trust without seeing. It was so in the days of Christ and still is so today.
Unless you have a visual injury or any evidence of physical discomfort, people don't seem to accept that you have an illness. Is it just me, or have more of y'all noticed?
POSTED BY corryc AT November 15, 2007 2:06 PM
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November 14, 2007 1:24 PM
Back Bone
This concerns all of us, young, old, healthy or sick. At some point in our life we will be encountered by this... brittle, weaker bones. So, young ones, why not prevent that now? And us "older" folks, why not get back what we lost? It's not that hard to do ( which I think is good, after all, we like to avoid going through a lot of trouble if not necessary). Actually, it is pretty easy. All you got to do is ask yourself this question: "How much is my Calcium intake?" Ok, there is a little bit more to it than that. It would be good to answer that question too, haha! Lack of calcium can cause Osteoporosis at a later age. You prolly have heard it so often: the older Lady that fell and broke her hip or people getting smaller as they age. My grandma for instance was not that tall, but by the time she was in her eighties, she was a head shorter then me. Each time I saw her she seemed to have shrunk. We ourselves are responsible for our health. (Maybe an idea for a sequel, Hollywood? Honey, I shrunk myself!) As for Arthritis and RA: " Inflammatory arthritis accelerates bone loss". Getting the optimum intake of calcium daily is critical. There are more sources for calcium then just dairy products. It's in also in broccoli, kale, figs, salmon, spinach, lettuces and parsley. Hehe, seems to me like you don't even have to know how to cook. Just toss in bowl... et voila, a salad! Calcium can also be taken as a supplement. Make sure to get Calcium tablets with vitamin D to be effective. It also contributes to tooth loss, muscle cramps and hypertension. Ask your Doc if it does not interact with your other medications. I always do. Better safe then sorry:-) And here is another knowledge: " Studies show that the extra caffeine can weaken your bones". Maybe something to keep in mind when you're about to pour your third cup of coffee in the morning. No, no, if you think you get of that easy by not drinking coffee...it's in soft drinks too (Coca-Cola, Pepsi, DrPepper, etc) and even in tea. Ehh...I think I will go now and have a cup of tea and some chocolate. I heard that brings you in better spirits. Talk about a good justification, haha!!!
POSTED BY corryc AT November 14, 2007 1:24 PM
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November 14, 2007 6:44 AM
Got You Covered
I wouldn't know where we would be without good Health Insurance, considering the fact that I got Rheumatoid Arthritis. I wish we had heard of Ameriplan back when. Yeah, we still have our co-pays and have to meet a certain amount a year before everything is deductible, not to mention the monthly membership costs! Can you imagine Ameriplan has no deductibles, no claim forms, no waiting periods, no age limits, and no service limits?
Ameriplan is a discount medical and dental benefits company that is an alternative to insurance. How can they do it? By negotiating with thousands of professionals, who are happy to offer lower prices because in return, they get more patients. Some discount health plan coverage, huh!!
POSTED BY corryc AT November 14, 2007 6:44 AM
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November 13, 2007 6:40 AM
Adorable
Sometimes animals display human characteristics. Laziness, curiosity, or just plain stupidity, haha. Yeah, I got my blond moments, I won't deny it. They sure make for a good laugh as you can read a few posts below. But... what would the world be without laughter?? It's scientifically proven to get good endorphins going in the body, which results in better mental and emotional coping skills. It relieves stress as well. A laugh a day, keeps the doctor away! :-D
 I REALLY NEED TO GET GOING, BUT JUST CAN'T SEEM TO GET MOTIVATED.............  MAN...I'M GETTING SO FAT I CAN HARDLY SCRATCH MY OWN BEHIND!!  THESE MORNING WALKS ARE KILLING ME!!!!  WE IS FRIENDS...... |
November 12, 2007 8:16 AM
Another Blond Moment
I opened the new box of garbage-bags to get one out and replace the full bag. As I unfolded it, I discovered to my big surprise they were only half the length of the ones we had. That's odd, I was so certain I had gotten the right kind and made sure it said 13 gallons on the box. No matter how I looked and even shook the new bag, it was only half size. Me: "Oh no!" Hubby: "What is it?" Me: " The garbage-bag! Look at this." I held up the half-seized bag. Hubby " I have never seen such an odd seize. Who would use such a seize? Are you sure you got the right bags?" Me: " Yes, I am very sure. Oh well, they will have to do for now." Of course, in no time the bag was full and I pulled it out to be replaced. While I was tying a knot in it, I noticed a little piece of plastic sticking out on both sided at the top. Odd, what is that? Curious me pulls it and... the lower half of the garbage-bag revealed itself! It had clung together so well, I totally overlooked it. Both hubby and myself got a real good laugh out of it. It sure solved the mystery of the odd-shaped garbage-bags, haha.
POSTED BY corryc AT November 12, 2007 8:16 AM
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November 11, 2007 6:29 AM
Dealing Department
I wanted to share with you what I came across, doing some research: Gardening and Arthritis. "If you've always loved the pleasures of tending your own garden - fragrant flowers or the taste of a really fresh tomato - you don't have to give them up just because arthritis has come into the picture. In fact, gardening is a great activity for maintaining joint flexibility, bone density, range of motion and quality of life. Researchers at the University of Arkansas found that gardening ranks as high as weight training for strengthening bones. A few simple modifications can help you keep your garden growing with ease." So, I don't have to give it up at all (big grin). I guess all in moderation, huh? And I am so grateful. My self-infliction turned out not to be as bad as I had expected!
POSTED BY corryc AT November 11, 2007 6:29 AM
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