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Prompt for the Day-“Say Your Name”

The inquisitive people at the Daily Post division of Word Press came up with the prompt for today of “Say Your Name” to get our creative juices flowing.  Then they asked three simple questions:”Write about your first name: Are you named after someone or something? Are there any stories or associations attached to it? If you had the choice, would you rename yourself?”

My name is Jeanette

There was a person who I referred to as a child as Big Jeanette.  She was the owner of the local funeral home in the town in which I grew up  near and attended school at.  My maternal grandfather was the local cemetery caretaker.  He kept the grounds clean and neatly trimmed, and dug graves when they needed digging completed.  Big Jeanette was a pleasant person to listen to as a child.  The stories she told me about the people in the area who had passed on here was very educational.

Am extremely happy with my first name.  Big Jeanette was a very nice and well-respected person, so I am thankful I was named after her!  Glad I was not named after anyone on my father’s side of the family.

Please Help Fight this Evil Disease

The medicine my neurologist has put me on for my multiple sclerosis is called Tysabri. Trying to find the actual cost on the internet is nearly impossible. I remember when I first started on the drug the amount the facility tried charging me was well over $2500. There was no way my husband and I could afford that every 28 days! Biogen (the company that manufactures the drug) has been helping us with some of the cost of the drug, but will not continue helping indefinitely. So I have started a Go Fund Me campaign. To contribute to the fund, click on the following link: https://www.gofundme.com/zfabhdes

Prompt for the day: That Stings!

The daily prompt for today from wordpress is: That Stings!

For most people getting stung by a bee is not serious.  It just makes me vomit uncontrollably for a few minutes.  A yellow jacket wasp is another story entirely!  I go into instant anaphylaxis shock.  My ability to breathe stops instantaneously.  Only fix is a shot of epinephrine delivered by someone else, since I am sort of rendered unconscious!

Fortunately. the only time I have been stung by a yellow jacket wasp was when I was little helping my grandpa clean the local cemetery where he worked.  There was an old shed on the property that housed the cemetery’s grounds keeping equipment.   He had asked them to get the wasp’s nest removed several times, before a mourner ended up getting stung.  Luckily, that never happened.  Just his 7 year old granddaughter ended up getting stung and having the same type of allergic reaction he had.  Since he always carried his epinephrine on him at all times. he was able to literally save her life.

He administered the injection  and got her sitting back up on the grass where she had fallen unconscious.  Told her to just sit there while he turned off all the machinery he had been working with.  He came back and gave her a drink of water from his canteen.  Then helped her walk back along the cemetery rows, until they reached his old pickup truck.  He helped her get in, and then drove back to his house where they waited for his wife and her mom to return from shopping.

Since it was getting close to lunch, he made soup for both of them to share.  Being a  retired Navy sailor, he had learned how to cook from the best cooking instructors in the free world.  I never was a fan of soups, but his soup could satisfy the most discerning food critics!