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Prompt for the Day: “Sacrifice”

The fearful people at the Daily Post division of Word Press chose “Sacrifice” as the word for our artistic work to be centered on.

Where to begin?

Since leaving Colorado, have literally sacrificed my career and sanity!  Am no longer able to find employment in my chosen career field.  Haven’t seen my sanity even lurking in the shadows for years!  Spent a few days locked up in the loony bin after contemplating suicide.  (Do not call a good friend to say your final good byes before your attempt!)

Heard someone pounding on the front door of our house.  Figured some idiot motorist was having car problems, so I answered the door.  Turned out to be an officer from the local police department coming to take me away to the insane asylum.  My friend’s husband had called them while she kept me on the phone.

My body finally gave away my ability to walk permanently shortly after coming home from the nut ward.  So now am a permanently disabled unemployed person who’s mental state is iffy on a good day!  Even my best friend, a cat we had adopted while living in the Chicago-metro area, passed away back in 2010.  At least I never ran my wheelchair tires over his tail!

Please Help Fight Terrible Disease

The medicine my neurologist prescribed for me to treat my multiple sclerosis is called Tysabri. Trying to find the actual cost on the internet is basically 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 then or 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: “Fearless”

The brave people working at the Daily Post division of Word Press chose “Fearless” as the prompt for the day to cause us to create inspirational works of art.

Am a Chicken Now!

With all the problems I have survived in my life, I am no longer as brave as I was back when I was a network engineer in Colorado!  There I could face the CEO’s of major companies since I was able to fix their networking problems with the help of the team of people I was with.  I had the router knowledge they needed to move their data safely all over the world!

When my husband and I relocated to Wisconsin back in 2004, I basically ended up losing my mind.  Was living with excruciating pain in my legs from lack of my medicines that I used to get from my doctors back in CO.  Tried finding employment there, but no one wanted an engineer.  Tried working for a retail company that failed to follow the ADA laws.

Ended up trying to commit suicide.  With that incident, all my computer knowledge disappeared as well.  Can no longer face people now like I used to be able to do so easily.

Am no longer able to write legibly, so I type so I and others can read my works.  Started blogging using my laptop to keep my language skills from vanishing as well.

Please Help Fight Vile Disease

The medicine my neurologist prescribed for me to treat my multiple sclerosis is called Tysabri. Trying to find the actual cost on the internet is basically 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 then or 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-“Never Again”

Today’s prompt from one of the contributors to the Daily Post division of Word Press is the famous last words “Never Again“!  Then she asked us to expand on the theme by following her directions: “Have you ever gone to a new place or tried a new experience and thought to yourself, “I’m never doing that again!” Tell us about it.”

Will Never Live in Wisconsin Again!

When my husband and I tried living there, we ended up going completely bankrupt.  Eventually, this caused me to call a friend to tell her good-bye for the final time because I was going to commit suicide.  Was all ready to commit the act when I heard a pounding at the front door.  Knowing the busy road out front there could have been a severe accident, so went to offer help to the troubled motorist.  Turned out to be a police officer sent from my friend to prevent me from killing myself.

The officer gave me a few minutes to gather clothes to take with me to the mental hospital he would be committing me in for treatment.  My husband was at work at the only place he could find employment in that hell hole.  Our neighbor called my husband to let him know that there had been a police visit while he was at work.  Would be several days before I was released from the facility.

Took moving to two more states to rebuild our lives together.  He still does not allow the over the counter drug I was going to use to assist me in taking my life in our house anymore!

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-“Third Rate Romance”

On Dec. 16th the amorous people from the Daily Post group of Word Press offered the writing prompt of “Third Rate Romance“.  Then they offered up the following request-“Tell us your funniest relationship disaster story.”

My first boyfriend…

Was only a freshman in high school.  We were both in the Young Astronauts club.  Since I was in the gifted program, we were encouraged to tutor other kids having problems with their homework.  So we actually had a ligament reason to meet after school.  Truthfully had a crush on his older brother, but was hoping to manage to get a chance to be with the older kid.

Never try that, it doesn’t work.  The kid I was helping fell hard in love with me.  He had the mistaken idea I would be willing to have sex with him while at his house for a tutoring session!  Needless to say, I broke it off (relationship, not a body part I thankfully never had the misfortune of seeing)!

My second dating mess…

Was at the end of my freshman year of college.  Ran into the guy on the internet using a MUD (or MUSH) site at the end of 1991.  He was threatening to commit suicide!  Scared the crap out of me.  Got him to tell me where about he lived, so I could send someone to help him.  His mother was not too particularly happy when the police showed up.  The police ended up fining his little brother for property destruction that he had done at the school they both attended.  Was a long night on the computer.

We arranged a meeting at a local dinner theater owned and operated by one of his friend’s family.  Another case of me getting a crush on the wrong person.  I fell for his friend, but because the suicidal kid was interested in me did not pursue it.  Kept dating the suicidal guy for over a year.  Then he gave me a promise ring.  He wanted me to marry him!  Flat out turned him down and moved into an apartment on the other side of town.  He became a stalker.  Broke into my apartment (all you needed to get through the locked door was a plastic card like a ID or credit card) and stole a pair of my underwear!  Not too worried about the loss of clothing, but the fact when I tried reporting the incident to the police they told me to just to go back home.

Last one…

Was pretty well done with meeting strangers.  Signed up with a dating service.  Went out with several losers from that service.  Then came across an invitation to meet up with a great looking man.  Started out just talking over the phone at first.  His voice was so soothing, actually fell asleep while on the phone with him!  Had to meet the man that sounded like an actual gentleman.

We agreed to meet at a restaurant (Country Kitchen) near where I lived.  He was tall (6 foot 3 inches) to my short frame, barely over five feet.  The first date was a very late supper.  My insides were so messed up with nerves, just ordered a soda.  Don’t remember what he had.  He started asking about where I lived.  Told him which road I lived on between two major roads.  Then he asked if I happened to live in Wood gate apartments.  (I actually did, but asked how he knew the area so well)  Turns out we lived in the same complex, he was just in a different building!

At the end of the date we went our separate ways, but I was completely smitten!  Ended up calling him to thank him for the date and asking when we could get together again.  Had to get a little sleep before work and school the next day after all.  The next evening we met over at his apartment.

By the end of the year we were living in my apartment together!  Had to finish my senior year with college.  I proposed to him, asking him to marry me.  He flat out turned me down.  (He was old fashioned, thought he had to ask my father’s permission first.  Told him if he did that, I wouldn’t marry him.  Agreed to let him ask my grandfather instead!)  When we went back to my hometown six hours away, we had our normal Sunday lunch with my grandparents.  Took grandma into the front room after lunch to give my boyfriend the chance to have a talk with grandpa.  He came back into the front room grinning from ear to ear.  All he had to wait until after I graduated and promise to take care of me for the rest of my life!

The day after I graduated, we got married.  Have been happily living together since 1995!

Prompt for the Day: “Trick Questions”

The prompt for the day from the wizardry community of the Daily Post division of Word Press is “Trick Questions“.  They made a statement then asked one in-depth question:”A Pulitzer-winning reporter is writing an in-depth piece — about you. What are the three questions you really hope she doesn’t ask you?”

Thought the fact that they mentioned the reporter was female was definitely a favorable sign.  Most other writers generally do not lower themselves to admit a person of the female gender has written a good work!

Hope she doesn’t ask why I left the state of Colorado willingly back at the end of 2004.  Should have put up a bigger fight about leaving my doctor and neurologist’s care.  We also left all the friends I had made with our neighbors and former coworkers with out much of a way to contact them.  Still miss them all very much.

Also hope she doesn’t ask why I did not pursue a lawsuit against the employer I made the mistake of trying to work for in Superior, WI.  They blatantly discriminated against me being in and out of my wheelchair, due to my multiple sclerosis.  Without access to the medicines from my neurologist, I was in constant pain.

Hope she doesn’t ask me why I wanted to end my life.  Ended up calling a friend to say “Good bye”, because I was going to kill myself.  She had me give her the address where we were living now and told me to write a letter to my husband saying good bye to him.  Considering I had already started the letter, just finished it off.

Took the letter and placed it on the kitchen table, when someone started pounding on the front door.  Stupidly, I answered it, not knowing who it could be.  Turned out to be a local sheriff, who my friend had gotten in touch with.  He had me grab a change of clothes and stuff I would need at the mental facility he was forcing me to get admitted in to.

 

 

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Today’s Prompt: “Retrospectively Funny”

My past wasn’t generally funny, so have no idea how I will successfully approach this prompt from the experts of the Daily Post at WordPress.  They chose the prompt for today to be: Retrospectively Funny.

The definition of Retrospectively is “any exhibition or series of showings or performances, as of musical works or motion pictures, representing the work of an artist or performer over all or a major part of a career” according to  Dictionary.com.  Think most decent comic works from the past would probably fit in this category.

One of my favorite comedy pieces from the past was the TV series called “MASH“.  Series ran about 11 years.  Watched the final episode with my grandfather.  He served in the U.S. Navy many years retiring to hold several different jobs like local bartender, finally becoming the grounds keeper at the local cemetery.  He told me and my brothers not to be afraid of the dead people, since it was the live ones that would end up getting us!

One of my favorite comedians, Robin Williams, committed suicide after being diagnosed with Parkinson’s Disease.  My grandmother died from complications of that disease.  Not a funny illness at all.  Why does it seem all the funny people in this world turn out to be really messed up inside?  Michel J. Fox also has this terrible disease.  No more Teen Wolf movies, I guess.

What ever happened to watching Hee Haw?  Just got to see the reruns growing up.  Did it offend someone like the Little Rascals offended Bill Cosby?  Miss watching Alfalfa and the rest of the gang.  The crap they have on TV for kids to watch today. sucks to put it politely.  What was wrong with watching Looney Toons or the Road Runner?  Afraid of anvils dropping on the dwindling coyote population?

What about Marvin the Martian?  Is he lost with the rest of the Looney Toons characters?  Who stole these creations from the children of today?  Maybe they should be locked up for ruining all the new generations’ childhoods!