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Doctor’s Visit

Today I had a doctor’s appointment. It was a check-up from the labs I had drawn yesterday. We go over the report and he makes suggestions as to what I can do to help myself.

All the numbers on those LD’s etc were in normal ranges. I was happy. My sugars had come down a little with having added five units of insulin these past few months but he wants them to where they were several years ago, I think, so he added five more units of insulin.

It was my turn to make suggestions this visit. I had a full memory list of what I wanted to ask but got shot down on all of my questions. He explained why this and that and I understood what he was saying, until we got to my last question.

I told him about my Dystonia causing my arch to hurt most days from my toes curling. I explained that my weeble-wobble was becoming more of a daily issue now. He said, there wasn’t anything to FIX ME.

I guess I knew it inside from belonging to so many support groups on FB. What his suggestion was as he was opening the door to leave was; “Probably time to consider using a walker full-time and get a wheelchair.”

I said nothing. He said nothing. He gave me a pat on the shoulder and smiled then left to see the next patient. I stood and stared at him as he walked away. It has been four hours since that talk and I still don’t want to believe it.

I told one of my friends about it and expressed I was not ready to sit in a wheelchair, even part-time. They asked me, “Falls and hospitals or safe and at home?”




I was tagged for this reading on my Facebook. i found it interesting and truth.


Aaron Avner

There was a farmer who grew excellent quality corn. Every year he won the award for the best grown corn. One year a newspaper reporter interviewed him and learned something interesting about how he grew it. The reporter discovered that the farmer shared his seed corn with his neighbors. “How can you afford to share your best seed corn with your neighbors when they are entering corn in competition with yours each year?” the reporter asked.

“Why sir,” said the farmer, “Didn’t you know? The wind picks up pollen from the ripening corn and swirls it from field to field. If my neighbors grow inferior corn, cross-pollination will steadily degrade the quality of my corn. If I am to grow good corn, I must help my neighbors grow good corn.”

So is with our lives… Those who want to live meaningfully and well must help enrich the lives of others, for the value of a life is measured by the lives it touches. And those who choose to be happy must help others find happiness, for the welfare of each is bound up with the welfare of all…
-Call it power of collectivity…
-Call it a principle of success…
-Call it a law of life.
The fact is, none of us truly wins, until we all win!!


Photo taken by me.



One Nation Under God

I decided to reach out and risk slams. I have thought about it off and on and when articles pop back up; it reminds me to speak my mind with grace.

I ran across this article this morning on my Facebook.



The immediate question that arises in me is; why. Why is there a freeze? Why is there doubt? Why is there a why.

This is God’s earth,  his blue marble, his creation, his thought, his plan. We are guests. We are placed here to learn, love one another, help each other and pray for each other. We are here to help bring the non-believers to God; no matter what anyone else chooses to believe; this is my stand and belief. We are here to not be afraid to say thank-you.

We are not here to humiliate others by treating them different because they are not like us, or have the same money as us, or homes and cars. We are not here to take advantage of others by being shady or untruthful, or to make money from those that do not understand.

We are not here to make disrespectful comments to our President, our government. We are not here to force others to be on our side. We are not here to burn flags, beat and kill for pure pleasure or differences of opinions.

We are not here to judge. We have no right. We are not God. God placed those with a different color, a different language, a different culture for a reason.

If you are protesting placing your hand over your heart and saying the Pledge of Allegiance, than why are you here?



I Pledge allegiance, to the flag, of the Untied States of America.
And to the republic, for wich it stands, one nation under God.
Indivisible, with liberty and justice for all.
I pledge allegiance to the flag, of the United States of America.
And to the republic, for wich it stands, one nation under God.
Indivisible, with liberty and justice for all.
The pledge of allegiancs to the flag, as a pledge to the ideals fo our
The men who fought and died, for the building of the great nation.
It’s a pledge to fullfill our duties and obligations as citizons of the Untied States.
And to uphold the principals of our constitution.
And last but not least, it’s a pledge to maintain the four great feedoms
Cherished by all Americans, freedom of speech, freedom of religion,
Freedom for want, and freedom from fear.
I pledge allegiance, to the flag of the United States of America.
And to the religion, for wich it stands, one nation under God.
Indivisible, with liberty and justice for all.

Read more: Lee Greenwood – The Pledge Of Allegiance Lyrics | MetroLyrics


We are to stand together, help each other, look down on no one, love each other as we do ourselves.

There is so much rivalry on our land. There is sadness, depression, anger, hatred. The competition to be better and above others is at an all-time high.

I am proud to be an American. I remember saying the Pledge of Allegiance when I was a child in school. I remember being allowed to say God in schools. Church was a place to go and be proud of.


I am a better person for being taught to do what is right. I am proud of who I am and where I live.

Don’t you think we need to revert back to where we remember why we are here? Shouldn’t we return to helping our  neighbor? Shouldn’t we go back and remember, God made the land we walk on and we are lucky enough to be able to share a piece of God’s work?

Cherry Dump Salad

Cherry Dump Salad

yield: 8+ SERVINGS

prep time: 2 HOURS, 5 MINUTES


  • 1 can (21oz) Cherry Pie filling
  • 1 can (15oz) crushed pineapple (don’t drain the juice)
  • 1 can (14oz) sweetened condensed milk
  • 12oz Cool Whip


  1. Dump all ingredients into a large bowl.
  2. Combine with a wooden spoon until ingredients are evenly blended.
  3. Cover and refrigerate 2 hours or more. Serve and enjoy.

Loaded Potato Salad

Loaded Potato Salad

yield: 12-16 SERVINGS

prep time: 15 MINUTES

cook time: 40 MINUTES


  • 3 lb red potatoes
  • 30oz jar Hellman’s Real Mayonnaise
  • 1lb bacon, cooked and crumbled
  • 1 cup shredded colby-jack cheese
  • 3 green onions, sliced
  • 2 tsp kosher salt
  • 1/2 tsp black pepper


  1. Boil potatoes in a large pot, covered, until fork tender. Remove immediately and the skin should pinch right off. Cool ten minutes, then dice the potatoes small (this keeps them from being mashed).
  2. In a large bowl combine diced potatoes, mayonnaise, bacon, cheese, onion, salt and pepper.
  3. Mix until blended. Refrigerate until ready to serve.

Let’s not give up! Let’s pray for each other.

This morning I woke up raring to go. First I had to go to the doctor to get my labs done. After that, I stopped and grabbed a quick breakfast and finally was able to have that hot cup of coffee.coffee2

I came back home and made a fresh pot of coffee too so I would have it when I was ready.

When the farm truck came Tuesday, I bought some zucchini. I grabbed it today and peeled it and grated it. I followed my directions and then poured it in a baking, loaf pan and the extra batter, I placed in individual miniature loaf pans.bread

I cleaned up my mess and then I was totally exhausted. I mean I was ready to collapse and take a deep nap. I refused to give in.  I swept the floors and then I just couldn’t make it anymore.

I sat for a while and played my memory games online. When the bread was done; I  had to rest. I laid down about twenty minutes. My arch just burned to no end. This crazy Dystonia is ruining my arch. I think I am going to bring it up tomorrow to the doctor when I return for my lab results. Maybe there is a shoe insert or something to help.

My friends; I have always looked at me as having great inner strength. I know I am being tested by God to make sure I turn to him in need. I do pray for him to help me. I pray for so many cures for my friends; but I, like everyone else is has a chronic issue, gets tired of the pain and fighting.

I must not give up though. I refuse to give in to these daily aches and falls. People need me. God needs me to do something else, or I would have gone home with my parents or brother.

We must stay strong my friends. So many others are much worse off. I may end up in a wheelchair, but not today. My arch hurts; but at least I can feel my foot. I may weeble-wobble and fall; but I can still walk.

Let’s keep the fight going for so many cures my friends! Let’s all pray for each other!

Photo taken by me.


Breakfast Pies

Breakfast Pies

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“Individual breakfast pies that can be made ahead of time, and microwaved as needed. My 3 year old grandson loves them, and they are finger food for the little ones. The big guys love them too. I fix hash browns and gravy as side dishes for the big guys, and it is a huge hit!”


  • 3/4 pound breakfast sausage
  • 1/8 cup minced onion
  • 1/8 cup minced green bell pepper
  • 1 (12 ounce) can refrigerated biscuit dough
  • 3 eggs, beaten
  • 3 tablespoons milk
  • 1/2 cup shredded Colby-Monterey Jack cheese


  1. Preheat oven to 400 degrees F (200 degrees C).
  2. In a large, deep skillet over medium-high heat, combine sausage, onion and green pepper. Cook until sausage is evenly brown. Drain, crumble, and set aside.
  3. Separate the dough into 10 individual biscuits. Flatten each biscuit out, then line the bottom and sides of 10 muffin cups. Evenly distribute sausage mixture between the cups. Mix together the eggs and milk, and divide between the cups. Sprinkle tops with shredded cheese.
  4. Bake in preheated oven for 18 to 20 minutes, or until filling is set.

Butter Pecan Apple Skillet Cake with Bourbon Caramel

Butter Pecan Apple Skillet Cake with Bourbon Caramel Sauce

yield: 8

prep time: 15 MINUTES

cook time: 40-45 MINUTES

total time: 1 HOUR

One slice of this Butter Pecan Apple Skillet Cake with Bourbon Caramel Sauce and you’ll name this your favorite dessert ever eaten.



  • 1/2 cup unsalted butter, softened
  • 1 1/2 cup granulated sugar, divided
  • 2 large eggs
  • 1 tsp vanilla extract
  • 1 1/2 cup all-purpose flour
  • 1 1/2 tsp baking powder
  • 1/2 tsp kosher salt
  • 1/3 cup sour cream
  • 1 package (about 3 1/2 cups) Crunch Pak apple slices, peeled and diced
  • 1/2 cup chopped pecans


  • 1/4 cup unsalted butter
  • 1/2 cup light brown sugar, packed
  • 3 Tbsp heavy whipping cream
  • 2 Tbsp Bourbon
  • pinch of salt
  • Butter Pecan ice cream, for serving, optional


  1. Preheat oven to 350 degree F. Grease a 9 or 12 inch cast iron skillet with shortening (unless your skillet is well seasoned already). Set aside.
  2. In a large mixing bowl, combine butter and 1 1/4 cup of granulated sugar (saving the remaining 1/4 cup for later). Beat together until pale and fluffy, about 3 -4 minutes.
  3. Add in eggs and vanilla, beat until well combined.
  4. Slowly add in flour, baking powder and salt. Mix until just combined. Beat in sour cream. Fold in apples and pecans.
  5. Pour batter into prepared skillet. Sprinkle with remaining sugar.
  6. Bake for 40-45 minutes. Allow cake to cool slightly in pan while making the caramel sauce. (or you can make caramel sauce while cake is cooking)
  7. For the caramel, in a saucepan, add butter and heat over medium heat until melted. Whisk in the brown sugar, heavy cream, salt, and bourbon. Heat over medium high heat until boiling.
  8. Boil for one full minutes and serve over warm cake with butter pecan ice cream. ENJOY.

Rockin to Ataxia

Today I was invited by a friend here where I live to a luncheon at a place in Mentone, Indiana called, Teals. Mentone is a small country town about fifteen minutes from my home.

I looked forward to going as I had been there before and they serve a nice buffet for lunch including my favorite two meats; chicken and fish.  It was good as usual. I was so proud of myself as I didn’t touch one sweet dessert and believe me, I looked them over.

I had my regular plate and a small plate in both my hands and began my journey back to my seat when all of a sudden I started to weeble wobble. I had my balance thrown off because I had something in both hands.

Thankfully, my friend is a retired nurse and am familiar with my actions. She immediately took my plates and I began to follow her but I was frozen in spot. I instantly became humiliated and embarrassed as people who were strangers were looking at me and began asking, what’s wrong?

She saw I wasn’t moving so had me place my hand on her arm and she guided me back to my seat. I thank you Vonnie for rescuing me at that moment. When I sat down my internal tremors began and my body was in overload as if I had just ran a marathon.

I told myself, no more, I am not going out in public anymore, but I knew I couldn’t hold myself to that as I like socializing too much. My heart is low tonight as I have seen this weeble wobble way too much lately. It seems to be a daily thing anymore.

My balance is definitely not improving. My Ataxia has caused me issues with my toes curling and I am beginning to have arch problems from the non-wanted stretching my toes are doing and I even see some light bruising on the side of my arch.

I really don’t want to give up going out in public but I don’t know how to fix things that happen to my body and I certainly don’t know how to respond to the odd looks and questions when I am not myself.

I have to get back on that saddle and not give up but how?