After brunch we were all prepared for our trip out to 'Frog Hollow'. Grace took her own approach to the situation.
Saturday, March 31, 2007
What do you consider to be the greatest threat to the stability of families today?
"It would be a phenomenon that every marriage counselor deals with regularly. The scenario involves a vulnerable woman who depends on her husband to meet her emotional needs and a workaholic man who has little time for family responsibilities.
Year after year she reaches for him and finds he’s not there. She nags, complains, cries and attacks him for his failures—to no avail. He is carrying the load of three men in his business or profession and can’t figure out how to keep that enterprise going while providing what his wife needs.
As time goes by, she becomes increasingly angry, which drives him even further into his workaday world. (He is respected and successful there). -And thereafter he is even less accessible to her.
Then one day, to her husband’s shock, this woman reaches a breaking point and either leaves him for someone else or files for divorce. It is a decision she may live to regret and one that often devastates her children—although by then the marriage is long gone. It was such a preventable disaster, but one that thousands of other families will be victimized by in coming months." (Focus on the family, 2007)
I think many of us have been there. In this day and age of mid-life 2nd and 3rd careers, it is nearly impossible to not over-indulge in extra college studies, work, church or community service; while trying to balance "husband/wife" time... Being cognant and wary of pitfalls, and prioritizing a families needs, is only temporary medicine. Infuse the most into the time you have, when you have it. Oh.. and, PRAY!
Safeguard your marriage for an Incredible family.-Ch
Thursday, March 29, 2007
I seriously thought she had been dead for a few years now.
There is this older African-American lady, probably in her 50's- or 60's, who stands at the intersection and shouts scripture to passing cars and anybody else who might listen. Collectively, the G.R. police and EMS personnel have labeled her as 'the crazy lady'.
I remember I first noticed her around 1992, when I first moved to G.R. as a college student and basic EMT.
-She does no harm, she just preaches.. And, she preaches LOUD! Sometimes, it appears she is just speaking to the clouds; sometimes as though she is conversing with some invisible being, and at other times she is concentrating on a passerby in a car; but, she never stops reciting scripture and never stops "street preaching". Each time I have seen her; whether it be sun, rain, wind, or snow, she always carries on like she has a higher accountability to answer too... (other than the searing eyes that condemningly gaze upon her as they speed by..)
Numerous times, and for various reasons, I've felt sorry for her, while at the same time, admired her tenacity as she stands in the cold rain with her arms held high to the heavens forcefully delivering the message on her heart. Likewise, in the past, when I had seen her ridiculed by young passer-by college students, or as she gets disrespected, disowned by her own black community, or dismissed as the "crazy lady", I think to myself, 'man, these people have no idea or concept of what they are insulting'.
"Street preaching" is an ancient practice going back to the prophets of the Old Testament. In the New Testament, Jesus Christ proclaimed his glorious message in the "open-air," speaking plainly to the common man. The Book of Acts records the early Church obeying the command of the Saviour to go into all the world and preach the Gospel.
America’s current day is reflected in the conditions under which Jeremiah was commanded to preach the message of God’s word. The nation was steeped in apostasy and false national pride.
They had long ago turned a deaf ear to any sound which vibrated of the Lord’s code of morality or His method of salvation and purification. They could not, and did not, heed the advice of the preacher — even after they promised to do so (Jer. 42:5-6).
In reflection, I have to ask myself, "Who really are the crazy ones"? -The ranting homeless street preacher, or us, the people who race by with our ever important task lists of things to do?
Tuesday, March 27, 2007
Monday, March 26, 2007
1. How many Charismatics does it take to change a light bulb?One to change the bulb and nine to pray against the spirit of darkness.
2. How many Calvinists does it take to change a light bulb?None. God has predestined when the light will be on. Calvinists do not change light bulbs. They simply read the instructions and pray the light bulb will be one that has been chosen to be changed.
3. How many Arminians does it take to change a light bulb?All. They need everyone to make sure it stays on. One can never really be sure.
4. How many Baptists does it take to change a light bulb?Change???
5. How many Neo-Orthodox does it take to change a bulb?No one knows. They can't tell the difference between light and dark.
6. How many TV evangelists does it take to change a light bulb?One. But for the message of light to continue, send in your donation today.
7. How many Independent Fundamentalists does it take to change a light bulb?Only one, because any more might result in too much cooperation.
8. How many Liberals does it take to change a light bulb?At least ten, as they need to hold a debate on whether or not the light bulb exists. Even if they can agree upon the existence of the light bulb, they still might not change it, to keep from alienating those who might use other forms of light.
9. How many Catholics does it take to change a light bulb? None. They always use candles.
10. How many worship leaders who use guitars does it take to change a light bulb?One. But soon all those around can warm up to its glowing. [Kum-ba-ya my Lord...]
11. How many members of an established fundamental Bible teaching church that is over 20 years old does it take to change a light bulb?One to actually change the bulb, and nine to say how much they liked the old one.
12. How many United Methodists does it take to change a light bulb?This statement was issued: "We choose not to make a statement either in favor of or against the need for a light bulb. However, if in your own journey you have found that a light bulb works for you, that is fine. You are invited to write a poem or compose a modern dance about your personal relationship with your light bulb (or light source, or non-dark resource), and present it next month at our annual light bulb Sunday service, in which we will explore a number of light bulb traditions, including incandescent, fluorescent, three-way, long-life, and tinted―all of which are equally valid paths to luminescence. "
13. How many Amish does it take to change a light bulb? "What's a light bulb?"—Author unknown. Quoted from biblebelievers.com.
Sunday, March 25, 2007
Saturday, March 24, 2007
The strokes, the G.I. bleeds, the post operative complications, the drug seekers (who are really good at faking symptoms, but always end up identified, and generally still supplied with some sort of narc because we can't tell someone "what they are feeling"). -The migraines, the urinary tract infections, the STDs', the 'sore tooth' complaints, the abdominal pains with no clinical cause besides gastritis, the urinary retention issues, the bruises, (yes, I said bruise), the nausea/vomiting/diarrhea, the sinus infections, the rashes, the 'growths', cysts, and unmentionable scratchings, the 'family plans' (when three or four in the same family or generation decide they might as well get some things checked out while someone is already there), the alcoholics who drink a fifth of whiskey and need a place to sleep, or be 'cared for'... ...that scenario can work for nearly any chemical addiction. And, of course don't forget cleaning up all of the rooms after these patients. : /
Of all of these wonderful, and generally odorous and painstaking conditions, none offends humanity, the senses, and/or insults everything that God cares for, like some idiot who has abused a helpless child.
Case in point; Last night a grandmother brought in her 9-month-old granddaughter for an 'ear infection'. During the examination, there were some small signs of alleged abuse on the child's arms and legs. The grandmother stated that the child had recently been taking into her protective custody from her estranged daughter. The resident requested a top-to-bottom exam which made the situation even more suspect. -After taking just one chest x-ray an 'old' -R- ulnar fracture was noticed. ...Folks. How can an Ulna (arm) fracture be "old" on a nine month old? -They ordered a full-body CT which also revealed a possible 3rd lumbar fracture. The most probable (only) way for a 9-month-old infant to get an L3 fx, is by being forcefully folded in half...
Nice way to start out a life eh?
I am CONVINCED that Satan is warring against anything and everything that resembles the face of God. The deception and lies that people believe about themselves, their situations, their addictions, their fate, and their destiny becomes so ungodly nearsighted when people have the shades drawn up over their eyes. The bible states that 'man was created in the image of God'. Everywhere Satan looks, he sees the face of God in you and me.. And of that little 9 month old kid. EVEN if you don't believe in God, Satan does. -And you look just like your father.. your creator, his enemy.
I don't have answers to why people are allowed to suffer the way that they do, except that in all of MY sufferings, I believe I've learned something from them, and am destined to lift someone up from my experience, suffering, ..or what some might even call, "a testimony". We are to LIFT EACH OTHER UP. Don't be deceived into anything else. Don't let bitterness from past burns, burn you up, and prevent you from helping someone else who may desperately need your Divine, God directed assistance. Again, I don't have the answers, but, if we discipline ourselves to get real, and look into the bible, I'm sure we'd find some tangible answers. (I need to get into the Word more often myself)....
Okay. I'm tired now.
A remarkable case we experienced last night was a gentleman with a history of rectal cancer. He had presented severe rectal bleeding. -Enough to warrant two units of blood transfused in the E.R. (I've never seen that much blood come from someones rear-end.) -Although it might sound oddly humorous, it wasn't. While he was in nuke-med, his blood pressure dropped from the non-stop blood loss. We literally squeezed an additional 500cc bolus of saline into his I.V. while on the table, he began to get shocky and started vomiting uncontrollably while becoming panic stricken. The whole situation got bad enough that we rapidly pulled him off of the nuke-med table onto the cot, suctioned out his airway as best we could, and ran his cot, to the ICU. If he crashed in nuke-med, we didn't have what we would have needed to bring him back. It was a good race we ran. His blood pressure came back up in the ICU and he is probably in surgery this morning.
Not glamorous, but a reminder to eat your fiber.
Forgive my typos or mis-spellings, as I should be asleep by now to refresh for the next shift. And, remember, HIPPA is followed here. These are just random, anonymous cases from the mid-western U.S. of A.
Friday, March 23, 2007
Oh weatherman, weatherman, forecaster of wind, snow, and rain;
-Why is it, that your percentages, are all spoken in vain?
One moment it's blue, then to be windy adorn, the next thing we know, it's a horrendous rain storm.
-Please get it right, as the season is nigh, to ride our bikes safely with no rain from the sky.
If you falsely proclaim weather, with the knowledge you lack, I'll have to get my muscle, and, HIS name is Zach.
So beware dear weatherman, in the truth there is sting. -If it rains when you say shine, the pain Zach will bring.
Wednesday, March 21, 2007
Tuesday, March 20, 2007
The "Grace" drama/mini-series Day II: I came home to a note that read like this;
Regarding the great, 'Sears photo studio quality' picture above; -If you haven't already guessed it, this is what your hand would look like if you had a brother that shot you in the hand with a CO2 powered BB gun pistol. -The brother was 18 and the patient was thirty-one years old. Mmmm. Now, imagine someone digging around trying to pull it out with a scaple and pair of hemostats.. Yep. Barbaric medicine. It was sweeeeet.
Have a great morning, it looks like it'll be a cooker of a Michigan day at 43 degrees! (..Must be the global warming.)
Monday, March 19, 2007
Grace now knows how to escape her crib. Not once, not twice, but numerous times. And it all ends with a "THUMP!" or "THUD!". And then the sounds of little feet, running.
Needless to say it was a VERY LONG night. This afternoon I had to do a quick-change-switcheroo and change her crib into a toddler bed.. This is one night where I won't mind being at work. It is going to be a looooooong night tonight.
Saturday, March 17, 2007
And by the way. That is the first Robin of the year that I've seen. Does that mean Spring is here???
Friday, March 16, 2007
Have a great night and have fun dear. Don't worry about the mess. I'll clean it in the morning!
Thursday, March 15, 2007
Birthday Date Night: Just to let you know. -If you are looking for a film where you can laugh your butt off for an hour and ten minutes, Wild Hogs is for you. Our sides ached and we had tears in our eyes from laughing so hard!
Tim Allen, John Travolta, Martin Lawrence, and William Macy are awesome. Perfect combination.
Two and a half out of four stars for family friendliness. FIVE out of four stars for comedy relief. ..It made me want to get a bigger, LOUDER, motorcycle and leathers. If you are stressed out this week, do yourself a favor and GO SEE IT. Laughter is good medicine.
Too bad I don't have friends in this area that like to ride on a weekly basis....
(Hey Chuck. When are you going to sell, trade, or barter with me for your Vulcan?)
'Twas the night before surgery, and all 'cross the floor, The patients were buzzing', bout the guy in Room Four.
His chart was hung on his door with great care, To make sure his name was not shown anywhere.
The patients were nestled all snug in their beds, While telemetry monitors beeped overhead.
And I in my gown, with its crack in the back, Had just settled down for my clear liquid snack.
When down the hall there arose such a clatter,I sprang from my bed to see what was the matter.
I pulled off my leads and flew out the door, With my IV pole dragging behind on the floor.
Away to Room Four I hurriedly dashed, Unaware of my gown and the nurses I flashed. As I slid to a halt and leaned to peek in, I heard the nurse say, "Sir, you mustn't go in!"
And what did I see when I looked in Bed A, But Ole Mr. Claus; on his belly he lay.
Covered in gauze and stuck high in the air, Oh, what a sight, 'twas St. Nick's derriere!
He was yelling at Doris, the nurse at his side, To be tied to this bed, he just could not abide.
He moaned and he bellowed about his ill luck, But there was just nothing for it; the old man was stuck.
"What happened to Santa?" to Doris I said,"Why is he on his belly in this hospital bed?" With a grin she whispered, "He did something stupid. He injured his butt when he backed into Cupid."
But the old man's ears were sharp as tack. He heard what she said there behind his back. "You had no right to speak, and that is a fact! Don't you know about HIPAA, the privacy act?" "You're out of compliance, Doris, my dear.You had no right to tell him 'bout my injured rear! I'll sue you for breach, and this hospital, too! You won't have a job when I'm through with you!"
"When I check my list and then check it twice,You'll be in the column labeled 'Not Nice.'
The Office for Civil Rights soon will drop by, To find out why you, Doris, did not comply!"
"They'll want to know why you opened your yap, A big, hefty fine on your butt they will slap.
And from me every Christmas you will now see Nothing, but switches and coal 'neath your tree. "So take heed of your Privacy Notice, and zip Your lips, and your records,
and files encrypt, And in privacy's silent night, you too may hear"Merry Christmas to all and a HIPAA New Year!"