Beneath the Wraps

                I wish I had taken the time to record my thoughts and try to transcribe them instead of the pathetic attempt to post the following:            Jenna has an assignment due today.   She asked if I could bounce around some ideas in order to help her.   The topic is “ Defunding the Police – Why or Why Not? ” Her thoughts mirrored my own when the subject started making its way around facebook.           “ Why would we defund the police?   That is so wrong.   It ’ s their job to serve and protect us.   Why would we want to take that away? ”           I obviously had not understood why so many seemed to support it until I saw this political cartoon   this was shared on facebook.  Unfortunately I am  unable to cite its orginal source but would like to ...

WARNING:   Although I do not provide all the details, some of what I’ve written provides a gross picture       What a glorious Mothers’ Day NOT – on top of the cough and leaky bladder I was having aches and pains all over my body.  I couldn’t get comfortable whereas I could sleep for very long.  I haven’t been restless before when I am sleeping in a reclining position.  At least not that I know of.  Sheets were pulled away from the mattress.  I’d have a pillow fort beneath my feet.  If I had been given the option to die, I would have taken it.             I’d been scheduled to work both yesterday and today, but took myself out of the subbing position and left a message with the school.  Soon after I left my message, I received a call from another aid seeing if I can work her shift.  When I returned her call and she heard my voice introduce myself, she didn’t even...

                This wasn't even one of the posts I had considered writing yesterday - and so I still have those thoughts to put together.             When we first moved to Myrtle Creek, we had looked into a health clinic.   Certainly we wouldn't have to go all the way to Roseburg if a check-up was needed.   In order to establish credibility, the staff expected a full physical in several visits.   Okay, my co-pay is not that outrageous, but when I am going to the doctor four to six times in one month to create a doctor/patient relationship, that is ridiculous.   I can't afford that!   I've been blessed with pretty good health.   I go to the doctors perhaps once a year.   I don't need to go every blessed week.    Needless to say, I did not ever complete what had been expected.            Because I had gon...

--> I went out to take mom to the eye doctor.   She was a lot more pleasant than she had been when I took her to the doctor last week.   Instead of sulking and being angry about the circumstance, she was quite overjoyed and quite surprised that I had come – for in her mind West Valley might as well be on the end of the universe.   She thinks I am quite far away from all civilization.   She thinks I must spend all day driving as I am so far away . Not once did she ask me to take her home but did ask “Where are we going?” and we proceeded to have the same conversation at least ten times before we arrived. I asked her if she remembered me taking her to the doctor last week.   Of course she didn’t.   I told her that she had been quite mean to me and the doctor.   She apologized and felt just as bad about hurting me as she felt excitement in seeing me this morning. She was overwhelmed by all the equipment.   She told the doctor ...

As a child I thought that going to our doctor was an okay deal.   Dr. Spring kept a treasure chest full of toys for his patients to choose from after their visits.   I don’t remember being afraid or not wanting to go to the doctors.   Going to the doctor’s also meant going downtown.   As a kid I thought downtown outings were way cool.   And so was riding on the freeway (my perspective has changed A LOT) I would much rather go to the doctor any day than to go to the dentist (even as an adult) Jenna is a lot like me in so many ways – but not when it comes to doctor/dentist preference.   Jenna LOVES to go to the dentist (seriously) and squirms at the very mention of the doctor.   I like Jenna’s doctor.   I think she’s nice.   But Jenna’s big hang up is with getting shots.   She used to be so brave when she was a baby. I don’t know why she is so squeamish about shots but has no problem with having tools in her mouth. Before Je...