Pink Floyd

It is said that hearing is the last sense to leave the body at death. And that people who have just died can no longer, see, smell, touch or taste but they can still hear for quite some time after pronounced dead. Of course no one has proven this but this is now perceived to be a scientific truth. So, my morbid self often plays this game........I imagine myself dying and think....what would I want to hear? What would you want to hear? I think I would want to hear Pink Floyd. After all these years, their older music still sounds "not of this world". Please, please play something positive, not Ave Maria, not even salsa which I love, after my death. Play something lighthearted. What worries me is that the sounds will be irritating and I won't be able to say, "Change the music!" It is truely amazing that in a day filled with so much to do and a world so full, I spend time thinking about crap like this.......In fact, Eli is right by my side hiding from lightning and shaking at the thunder. She wants me to end this blog and tend to her fear. I would say that would be a better use of my time than fantasizing about death, don't you?

FOLLOW UP

Not to keep all my followers in suspense, I'll share the news about The Bloat. So, all tests come back negative.....No fluid, no enlargements, no hernias. No nothing. Nothing serious. However, what I do think I have is an overdose of Lactose or as my sister-in-law said, probiotic overdose...From what you say? Try Activia! I've been eating it for 6weeks on a daily basis.......So, I'm full of hot air...

Beyond Bloat

Let's try to see the humor in this one. Belly Bloat....I've been plagued. How on the earth does a 57 year old woman explain her extended stomach to the world? Honestly, we are talking huge here; approximately the size of a woman into her 7th month of pregnancy. This was hard to hide. My loosest dress made an admirable attempt at concealing the hard round belly... but no go. Honestly, you can't imagine how I felt. The discomfort is one thing but the shame and horror of it all set my whole day off! I ended up going for a CAT scan and a blood test for yeast allergies. Don't laugh, I thought I was dying! Desperate times call for desperate measures......And, the dramatic results????? I'm perfectly fine. All organs are in good working condition. Nothing strange or weird was seen in the images and for all intensive purposes, I'm normal. Now, would someone please tell my stomach!?!

Chicken with Friends

Today my human-daughter came to visit me and my dog-daughter. I love when the girls get together. I think I did a better job raising the human one, since Eli makes her own rules. Although, my daughter is trying to teacher her some manners ("Say 'Sit' and snap your fingers above her head! No Mom, firmly!"). The human-daughter was far easier to train. Haha. Anyway, I think there exists some jealousy between the two. I'll let them work it out.

Today I invited some friends to dinner. Rotisserie chicken, salad, and sweet potato. Simple and easy for a weekday night. Conversation was lively. And it was a nice way to end the day.

Got something on my mind. I started a project to help the young adults of an Embera community in Panama. I am trying to establish a scholarship fund to help minimize the costs of the University. I am running into a roadblock. It seems almost impossible to create a system of payment from the US to Panama for college courses. I will expound upon this issue later...