Last weekend was filled with anxiety, worrying about Nocona, I have to tell you, I hardly slept at all. I kept checking her breathing to make sure she was still alive. What a change a week makes, Nocona is very alert, she is eating, drinking, walking somewhat effortlessly and she is back to being feisty.
What a difference 7 days makes, in 6 days the Lord made the earth, in 7 I have a dog that is no longer on the brink of death. I believe in prayer, and I believe all the people who prayed for Nocona made a difference. I am so grateful she is mending beautifully, so grateful I am not one of those people who blindly follow whatever a doctor says.
I saw how wrong doctors could be, first with my grandmother, when she broke her hip, the doctor said she would never walk again, well, she did. Then when Jeffrey was born we were told he would always have breathing problems and never be able to run and play like the other kids. Well he didn’t and he did, he did not have breathing problems and he was able to run and play with the other kids. He also played sports, something the doctor said he would never do, I don’t buy into doctors knowing everything. I don’t believe in fatalistic diagnosis, I believe in the power of prayer and positive thinking.
Sometimes I don’t think doctors take into consideration the human element of their patients, the ability to think positive, to allow God to do His will. There are some things that happen in this world that are inexplicable, some things we should not try to explain. This is one, I’ll take it, I’ll take Nocona getting better, eating, drinking, being feisty, she is well-loved and knows it.
Tomorrow starts my new shift, I will be working 4 days in a row, what on earth will I do! This has not happened in a while, the hours are really new to me, 10 am to 9pm, I have never worked that late in the evening before. I hope I stay awake. I am not even joking about that one, anyone who knows me, knows that I am used to going to sleep by 8pm. This is a whole new adventure, I must say I am looking forward to not waking up at 4AM. That is going to be a treat, I am also way excited to be able to get Tess on Friday after school Jeffrey’s weekends again.
Well, not a lot more new here, status quo as it were, it is a full evening of television viewing for me, first up, The Real Housewives of New Jersey, followed by the Walking Dead, Once Upon A Time and ending with Revenge, sleep, and awake in the morning at an hour that does not make most people flinch.
Drama, Tears and Fear
I hate it when my friends fight, that is the way I feel now when watching The Real Housewives of New Jersey. Teresa and Jacqueline fighting is too much to watch, I feel they are both in the wrong and just need to say I’m sorry and move on. Teresa has no control over the tabloids, she does have a modicum of control over the US Weekly when she is on the cover, I do believe that. I want her to make up with her family and move forward, I want them to all get along like they used to. Well, Teresa never got along on the show with her cousin and sister in law, hopefully she will soon, on the show. I realize this was all taped a year ago, who knows what is going on now. When asked they all say, oh you have to watch and see, Teresa refuses to be on talk shows with her sister in law and cousin. It is all very confusing, I find myself sad and angry after watching now, I used to love, love, love (to quote Teresa) watching.
Army Wives is back with us, and just as manipulative as ever, I find myself alternating between crying and feeling shame that a show could manipulate my emotions like this one does. We find Claudia Joy dying on the operating table, then coming back to life, seriously, they cannot kill this actor off. Her characters death on All My Children in the 1980’s still makes fans well up. Then we have two women taken at gun point, one thinking she is losing twins, another her husband cheated on her. Just major drama, it is a roller coaster of a ride, this hour long emotionfest.
Today is my Friday and I am looking forward to it, tomorrow is facial time, so looking forward to that. Next week is the 4th of July, I will be working on the 4th, as will the Irishman, at least we will spend part of the day together.
Peace out homies!
Angie World 