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Peach State says: The Day I Get Shot!

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I’m feeling a bit like the guy left on the deck of a submerging sub! Heart pounding panic in the face of what lies ahead in a day filled with unknown!

A bit over the top…maybe! Nevertheless today is…

The Day I Get Shot!

How do I know? Easy…I made the appointment a week ago. “Are you shaking your head wondering what in the world is wrong with this picture?” Let me calm your fears…I am getting the Flu Shot. Feel better…I’m not! I have a minor dislike to needles and an even more profound anxiety-filled-fear of the Flu Shot. I don’t want to have a repeat of what happened the last time I got the Flu Shot!

Reader’s Digest Version:
I headed to the doctor’s office with my 3 sons to get the Flu Shot. I played the brave mom and went first and showed them there was nothing to it. “My bad!” After the four of us were finished I got to the car and had to use my inhaler. I arrived back at home, after dropping the boys back at their schools, and could not breathe. I used my inhaler and fixed a strong cup of black coffee! My back preceded to get tighter and the pain was almost severe. I sought out a relaxing shower. skipping forward…After almost four hours of trying everything I could to relieve my Asthma ( which I have had since childhood and these techniques usually work) I called a friend about borrowing her daughter’s breathing machine. “I know there is a name for it but for some odd reason I can’t remember it right now!” Sweetly she, in as calm a voice as she could use, said she would be over shortly. The boys were startled by my condition and began their helpful nursing.

“I got this…”
“You sit down…”
“Want me to rub your shoulders?…”

By the time my friend arrived I should have been at the ER but…
She set it up and stayed with me until after the treatment. She did not like the way I looked and talked to my hubby. After some deliberation three hours after the boys got home from school I was on my way to the ER. Hubby had left work and came home and could see the distress I was in. The typical wait at the ER was shortened and I was grateful. The treatments and shots were a plenty as monitors and wires began to ding and beep. Charts were updated and meds were increased. My hubby sat against the wall at the door with a creased frown. The doctor came in and nodded for my hubby to step outside. The nurse inserted another needle into an IV and then left. As she opened the door I caught a glimpse of my hubby in the hallway with a look I had never seen before. The not so mumbled voice struck my heart… Try to keep her calm and breathing steady…We’re doing all we can!

Pause…I have been to the ER several times for Asthma Attacks but this one…well, it took the cake!

My hubby returned to the room and grabbed the remote…”Want to watch something else? How about this?” I nodded…It was a rerun of NCIS and silly as it may sound it was the one where Tony is dying of The Plague. skipping forward…after what seemed like hours and hours the doctor came back in. The familiar nurse at his side removed the mask covering my face and began to take the monitor wires off. “That was a close call!” “We almost lost you!” He began his best rendition of elementary medical jargon and my ears rang. No wonder my hubby had looked the way he did. He was joking around with the doctor trying to lighten the tone in the small room. “My hubby, I now know, does not deal with seeing me on a hospital bed very well!”

With all of this being said…I have not gotten the shot since! Why is this year different? Do you watch the news?

I discussed the situation with my doctor and have been ordered to stay at the office for about an hour after the shot. Originally my 20 year old was going with me but, plans changed when my hubby got the call that his appointment at the VA had been moved to today at 11am. Wait for it…and there is a chance that he may need surgery for a hernia. “Can you say sitting on pins and needles!” I have several friends that are within 2-3 minutes from my doctor’s office should anything happen and that is quite calming. I may call one and see if she wants to come visit while I wait! Hopefully I will be able to talk with you again tomorrow and let you know what happened…

The Day I Get Shot!

Wish me luck…my appointment is at 2:30 this afternoon!

“May your cup runneth over with joy, love and laughter oh, and really fabulous coffee!”

Peach State

Peach State says: A Good Day To Clean!

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Dang Dust Bunnies!
They multiplied over night and now I have something else to do today. You know how it is…I am not alone in this battle between dust and cleanliness. The even sadder truth is the ever-growing-pile of Tupperware-type-containers-holding-the-mysteries-to-the-meaning-of-life packed into the fridge. This is the way my 19 year old cleans the kitchen. “I really need to correct this method before it gets out of control!” So with this in mind as well as the huge….did I say huge?…rain system moving in it looks like A Good Day To Clean!

I had every intention of walking the track today but the humidity levels are very high. Asthmatics don’t function well in high humidity. I will put on some fun, fast-paced, music and try the new aerobic cleaning style. Grab the broom and mop and twirl and twist dancing the grime out of the house. I am picturing something along the lines of Robin Williams in the movie Mrs. Doubtfire cleaning the house.

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The only difference is I will not be attired in an apron or dress much less wearing a wig and support hose. I can honestly say I am not that “Umm…what’s the word?”…Mature!

(Those of you who know me can get up off the floor and stop that Hyena-type laughter!)

I know what you are thinking…it will be a scary sight for those little Dust Bunnies. Well at least they will be gone!”

Exercise is exercise and I must be creative today. I will venture into my office/sitting room and ride my bike sometime today. Maybe I could Hulu a show and ride for that time period. It is worth a try…right?

Facebook is active this morning as a friend and her hubby wait for a decision from the medical professionals. The conversations and concerned inquiries are numerous as well as musically diverse. “Her hubby is the electric guitarist for our band and a suggested song list has been started for surgery music!” But that will be another blog worthy post!.

I am off the great cleaning adventure and will let you go for now. Have a great day!

Peach State

Peach State says: My Morning Coffee!

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I have said it before and I will say it again…I love my coffee! It is there for me when I wake up each morning and just before I close my eyes each night. A steady companion that fills my small corner of the world with warmth and flavorful aroma. I am sitting in my chair with a blanket over my chilled toes drinking in My Morning Coffee!

Things shared with My Morning Coffee!
The first bird song of the day.
The setting of the moon.
The rising of the sun.
Quiet house.
Snoring dog.
Checking of E-mail.
Checking in with Swagbucks.
Messages with friends on Facebook.
Intermittent texts from friends starting their days.
Phone calls with friends having their morning coffee.
The preparation of family leaving for work and school.
The settled and empty house.
The dog still snoring!
The sounds from the washer and drying as they chime off.

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We each have a routine we perform each morning. For most of us it starts with a cup of coffee! We relish the first sip and wait…for the eye opening flavor to reveal the day. The warmth begins to spread and we take another sip of our jolt of java.

I begin with a large mug of black coffee every morning…followed by a 20 ounce homemade latte’ about 20 minutes later. I prepare one for my husband to enjoy with his usual oatmeal and one for myself. I fill a large commuter cup with hot, black coffee and place it in my husband’s car. “He has about an hour to enjoy it as he drives to work.”

The latte is foam less and rich with espresso and a hint of vanilla syrup. We get the beans ground at our local Starbucks along with the syrups. One regular vanilla and mine is sugar-free vanilla. Our milk types are different with 2% for him and non-fat for me. He will occasionally splurge and get a breve’ ,when we are out, that is made with half&half. “The lighter the better for me…”

My coffee is in need of refill as I replace it back on the table next to my chair. I will refill it soon…just before taking my youngest to a study session, at his school, for an upcoming state-wide test. There may be a line of traffic on this bright and chilly Saturday morning….”I will want to enjoy my trusted companion as I maneuver this stop and go thrill ride.

I have often been ridiculed, by people, about the amount of coffee I drink. It has become a mainstay, in my life, for other reasons too! I suffer with Asthma and Migraines! The caffeine works to relax the blood vessels letting the blood surge along the intricate pathways of my lungs and brain. I know this java jolt helps…the doctors have given me caffeine laden medications in the ER… Of course, I am usually bouncing of the walls after the meds they inject into my body.

I celebrate the love of this caffeinated elixir with a wonderful group of friends. Several of us are never without a cup in hand. “Peas in a Pod!” That’s us in a nutshell! We gather together every third Sunday, after singing for the local retirement complex, at the closest Starbucks. The time shared is short but filled with laughter and fellowship. We then get in our cars and head to our church for the remainder of choir practice. We have our ways of counting down to our next gathering…via Facebook and group texts. Some of us have gotten in hot water with these group messages…and the time of day they are used! ” I chuckle thinking about those who read my blog that were involved in this late night or early morning messaging.” In my defense may I say…it was really funny!

My Morning Coffee is gone and it is time to get ready to leave. Enjoy your coffee and think of me…and My Morning Coffee! Have a great day!

Peace State