Archive for March, 2006

Update and A Poem


Things here have been rocking along. My Mom made a trip to Thomasville to visit my aunt and came home Monday, February 27. When she got home, she was standing at the top of the steps on the porch and next thing she remembers she was fallen on the ground. She would not let me take her to the hospital, but last Friday I took her to her primary care physician because she was in a lot of pain. He thought she had fractured her tailbone. I am surprised he did not order an x-ray to find out for sure. Today I took her to the neurologist and he is ordering tests to see what happened to her. He thinks it may have been a stroke or a seizure. I wish I could have prevented her getting hurt, but I had just gone inside to carry in some of her luggage. Life is so fragile.


Mom’s acid reflux is much better since her digestive care specialist put her back on Reglan. I am so glad that she is more comfortable in that way now. Her tremors do not seem any worse so it should not be detrimental to continue this medicinal regimen.


My MRI and sonogram results came back and they were normal. That was a relief. If only I could get over my chronic fatigue syndrome and schizoaffective disorder, I would be fine… but that is only wishful thinking. I saw some people today at Mom’s doctor’s office that made me very grateful that things with us are as good as they are. You do not have to look too far to find things to be thankful for, there is so much suffering in the world.


I have been doing some buying on eBay. I bought a camera bag, some shoes for Alex, a calendar for Mom, and a computer game for Alex. I have only bought two other items on eBay and one of those I had to dispute because the person sold me OEM software as the complete item. I am thinking of trying to sell some stuff, even got a book on how to do business on eBay.


My love finally got back from his trip and I saw him on Saturday. We had a long day together and it was wonderful. He cooked for me again and it was delicious. We rewired the mast on his sail boat. It was sunny enough I got a touch of sunburn from being out on his deck.


Alex went to regional competition for JROTC color guard on Saturday. He leads his team and they placed third so they are going to state competition.


I had a very unpleasant experience with my psychiatrist’s office yesterday. They called Monday afternoon to confirm my appointment. Then yesterday morning they called to tell me they needed to reschedule my appointment to Thursday because my doctor would be out of the office yesterday. I was not happy because I also had an appointment to see my new counselor and it is an hour drive to their office. So I tried to reschedule the appointment with the counselor. She said if I did not come to the appointment as scheduled, I would have to pay anyway. This made me livid. I called the office back and asked if I could see my doctor’s nurse and they would not answer me. I went to the appointment with the counselor with the full intention of telling her to f**k off. Luckily the drive gave me some time to calm down. I was still mad as hell when I got to the office, but I was in control of my anger. I think if doctors can cancel appointments at the last minute without being charged for it by their customers that the same should be fair for patients. I told the counselor that I was angry and that I did not feel I had been treated fairly. I told her that I had come to see her with intent to curse her out and tell her off. She said she could understand why I was angry. I am probably going to see her again even though I am not happy about the way she handled the situation. I feel our session yesterday was mostly a waste of time because we spent so much time on my anger over how I had been treated. I stayed in the office after my appointment hoping to see the nurse and imagine my rage when I learned the doctor was in the office and could have seen me. I saw the nurse after a two hour wait. I will take the situation up with the doctor next time I do see him. I am sick and tired of his office staff handling things without an ounce of respect for me. If I were not a long time patient and did I not really like my doctor I would find another place to go, in fact I am thinking of it anyway. I am very proud that I did not go ballistic on everybody in the place yesterday. Anger is not an emotion I handle well, but I was neither loud nor impolite to anyone even though I was enraged.


Life Is


Life is more fragile

Than an egg shell,

More fleeting

Than a glimpse,

More precious

Than crown jewels.


Life is only


Without guarantee,

A passing breath,

Fickle as

A spring breeze.


Life is just

An hour given

To treasure,

Or to waste,

So little time

Gone in haste.


Life is glorious,

A celebration

With dazzling


And tearful



Life is

For each of us

To live in fullness,

Giving our best,

Thankful for

Our blessings.


Life is a gift,

A wonder

Never to be


A time to be

Valued above riches.


Life is

All we have,

And all that

Is important

Passes between

Its open and close.


© Jo Ann J. A. Jordan

Wednesday, March 8, 2006


Hope all of you have a good week.



Jo Ann


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