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Coke or Pepsi? Coke
Tea or coffee? both
Wine or Beer? Beer
Chinese or Indian? Chinese
Sweet or Savoury? Both!!!
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Beautiful Girls (Sean Kingston)
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THE OLD PHONE ON THE WALL!!!
When I was quite young, my father had one of the first telephones in our neighborhood. I remember the polished, old case fastened to the wall. The shiny receiver hung on the side of the box. I was too little to reach the telephone, but used to listen with fascination when my mother talked to it.
Then I discovered that somewhere inside the wonderful device lived an amazing person. Her name was 'Information Please' and there was nothing she did not know. Information Please could supply anyone's number and the correct time.
My personal experience with the genie-in-a-bottle came one day while my mother was visiting a neighbor. Amusing myself at the tool bench in the basement, I whacked my finger with a hammer, the pain was terrible, but there seemed no point in crying because there was no one home to give sympathy.
I walked around the house sucking my throbbing finger, finally arriving at the stairway. The telephone! Quickly, I ran for the footstool in the parlor and dragged it to the landing. Climbing up, I unhooked the receiver in the parlor and held it to my ear. 'Information, please' I said into the mouthpiece just above my head.
A click or two and a small clear voice spoke into my ear.
'Information.'
'I hurt my finger...' I wailed into the phone, the tears came readily enough now that I had an audience.
'Isn't your mother home?' came the question.
'Nobody's home but me,' I blubbered.
'Are you bleeding?' the voice asked.
'No,' I replied. 'I hit my finger with the hammer and it hurts.'
'Can you open the icebox?' she asked.
I said I could.
'Then chip off a little bit of ice and hold it to your finger,' said the voice.
after that, I called 'Information Please' for everything. I asked her for help with my geography, and she told me where Philadelphia was. She helped me with my math.
She told me my pet chipmunk that I had caught in the park just the day before, would eat fruit and nuts.
Then, there was the time Petey, our pet canary, died. I called,
Information Please,' and told her the sad story. She listened, and then said things grown-ups say to soothe a child. But I was not consoled. I asked her, 'Why is it that birds should sing so beautifully and bring joy to all families, only to end up as a heap of feathers on the bottom of a cage?'
She must have sensed my deep concern, for she said quietly, ' Wayne always remember that there are other worlds to sing in.'
Somehow I felt better.
Another day I was on the telephone, 'Information Please.'
'Information,' said in the now familiar voice. 'How do I spell fix?' I asked.
All this took place in a small town in the Pacific Northwest . When I was nine years old, we moved across the country to Boston . I missed my friend very much. 'Information Please' belonged in that old wooden box back home and I somehow never thought of trying the shiny new phone that sat on the table in the hall. As I grew into my teens, the memories of those childhood conversations never really left me..
Often, in moments of doubt and perplexity I would recall the serene sense of security I had then. I appreciated now how patient, understanding, and kind she was to have spent her time on a little boy.
A few years later, on my way west to college, my plane put down in Seattle . I had about a half-hour or so between planes. I spent 15 minutes or so on the phone with my sister, who lived there now. Then without thinking what I was doing, I dialed my hometown operator and said, 'Information Please.'
Miraculously, I heard the small, clear voice I knew so well.
'Information.'
I hadn't planned this, but I heard myself saying, 'Could you please tell me how to spell fix?'
There was a long pause. Then came the soft spoken answer, 'I guess your finger must have healed by now.'
I laughed, 'So it's really you,' I said. 'I wonder if you have any idea how much you meant to me during that time?'
I wonder,' she said, 'if you know how much your call meant to me.
I never had any children and I used to look forward to your calls.'
I told her how often I had thought of her over the years and I asked if I could call her again when I came back to visit my sister.
'Please do', she said. 'Just ask for Sally.'
Three months later I was back in Seattle .. A different voice answered,
'Information.' I asked for Sally.
'Are you a friend?' she said.
'Yes, a very old friend,' I answered.
'I'm sorry to have to tell you this,' she said. 'Sally had been working part-time the last few years because she was sick. She died five weeks ago.'
Before I could hang up she said, 'Wait a minute, did you say your name was Wayne ?' 'Yes.' I answered.
'Well, Sally left a message for you.. She wrote it down in case you called.
Let me read it to you.'
The note said, 'Tell him there are other worlds to sing in.
He'll know what I mean.'
I thanked her and hung up. I knew what Sally meant.
Never underestimate the impression you may make on others.
Whose life have you touched today?
Why not pass this on? I just did....
Life is a journey .. NOT a guided tour.
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Good Luck with all the scripts... Dad would often come home with a bunch of them and then call me to come over and read them for him... (as that is my background) I actually liked being able to have that ablility, it helped me, help my dad understand what thngs were for and the frequency, ect. Sometimes he would call and start rattling off the name of something and he would get 3 or 4 letters in to the spelling and I would know what he was taking about!
I can completely understand how confusing a pile of Rx's can be to someone who has no idea what they are or what they are used for.
One would wonder why they dont give a little "class" on how to read those things...
If anyone is intrested I will post some basic script language....
Shelli
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Good Luck with the scan!
Shelli
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Welcome Amy...
You have the right spot to be! You will find a wealth of information and support from the members here. It has been a god send for me, even though I did not find this place until after my Dad passed.
It sounds like what your Dad is going through is simular to what my Dad did when he was diagnosed. (the pulm Md consult and then the Onc MD)
Good luck to you and your Dad.
Please keep us updated
Shelli
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WHoo HOO Sandra.. Congrats on your 1 yr Anniversary!!!
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Good Luck with your Tests Ken.!!!!
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hello and welcome to LCSC.. I know it can be terrible to wait so long to fnd out the results. I hope that you are able to find some way to relax and get some sleep and try to eat...
And yes.... We do have fun here! We even have a just for fun forum. Laughter is a key ingredient to keeping healthy, Right?!
I hope that your CT scan shows nothing, but if it does we are here for you.
Shelli
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Welcome Linda..
You have found a great place to be for advice and support. The people you meet will surely be able to answer any questions you may have, and if they dont have an answer, then they will for sure know someone who does. We are all here for each other and if you need a place to express your feelings or vent.. we will be here!
Shelli
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Today is Dads birthday. He would of been 58. I miss him alot today.. more so than previous days. I am thinking of going out to the cemetary, but.. its a hard think for me to do.. I want to be alone when I do it, and a time with out the kids is rare. I am going out with friends later to have a drink to Dad.
well thats all i wanted to say... Happy Birthday Dad!
Shelli
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Sherri
Not really sure what more I can add to what has already been said, but wanted to add my 2 cents about being a child who lost a parent.
My Dad died 4months ago, and in the beginning, the only people who asked me how I was were "my" friends, those mostly my age, other than that anyone else who knew me as well as my mother always asked "How is your Mom?" It would make me sooooo MAD. I was like, HEY WHAT ABOUT ME!!!!! And now, well mostly we have moved on (on the outside) and I think that people just think that things are fine and dont ask how you are, if you are not grieving out in the open. I really never did that, I didnt want to scare my kids, one of which spent alot of time with Grandpa the past year and was sad herself.
But it still hurts everyday.. I know that my Mom still has bad days. Today expecially, its Dads birthday!
But.... This place has helped me more than anyone can know. I have meet wonderful people here and I hope that I have been able to be a suport for someone else that is grieving...
Maybe this site needs a forum for children who lost someone to LC. if thats possible, That way it may be easier for those of us who have to connect with each other? KATIE??? are you still following this thread? Is that a possibility?
Sherri and all of you others who lost a parent... I am thinking of you!
Shelli
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For me the closest would have to be a flood... I had my fair share or what floods are like this past June... if any one remembers me saying that I had to walk to get home in water up to my waist with 2 kids... Ugh...
We have not had a tornado in this area since 1974.. I was 3mo old.. but happend to be in a differant city at the time visting my Grandparents.
And of course we have blizzards.. but come to think of it, nothing to major as of late.. we are more likely to get frigid temps!
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Here are some pictures of Anna's first day of Kindergarten! She did a great job... although, Mom had a hard time.
All Set to Go!
Russell had to get in on the action.
At School.
Waiting in line, that is her teacher, Mrs. Cook holding the sign.
Getting a little sad.. Mom had to walk away.
Turning one last time to wave good-bye.
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Welcome Bug,
I hope that you are able to find the support that you need here. It is a great place to vent when you need to, find encouraging words when you need them and to make great friends...
Shelli
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Gabby,
I am glad that they got the fluid removed and he is doing a bit better...
I am also confused by the pain he experienced. My mother had that done about 3 times.(she has/had lung problems). But what took me aback, was the part about having to pay extra for a TV and a phone.... how strange.. I can maybe understand paying more for the private room, but having to for things that should just be standard is just weird.
Well I am glad that you did though, cause it can get pretty boring pretty quick in the hospital with out a tv.
Shelli
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Thanks Denise... gets you thinking!
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funny Rndy, Thanks
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Quote for the day:
"Whatever you give a woman, she's going to multiply.
If you give her sperm, she'll give you a baby.
If you give her a house, she'll give you a home.
If you give her groceries, she'll give you a meal.
If you give her a smile, she'll give you her heart.
She multiplies and enlarges what is given to her.
So - if you give her any crap, you will receive a ton of sh*t."
Love and appreciate all the women in your life.
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Penelope
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Michelle..... I know so unoriginal.... is too early... coffee hasnt kicked in yet.
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