Thursday, December 24, 2009

Happy Holidays!

   It seems appropriate to say and politically correct in this day and age.  I have a day off from work and making potato salad for Mama Diane's gathering tomorrow at her house.  I'm also fending off a cold and have been self-medicating myself to a healthy return.  My Curasrip people for my Humira pen forgot to call me and now i'll be a little late in taking my injections but it won't matter much.  I have been feeling the best that I can be with little swelling on some days and resting when I can when i'm not working.  Doctor Stephans likes where all my "markers" are and is happy with my results since my first meeting with him.  I was in alot of pain and my movements were very restricting to me.  It was unlike anything I've ever experienced in my life.  A complete wake up call to my health and I thought I was doing all that I could to not have the diseases that my own mother and father had.  It was a bit of a let down but I wasn't too deterred and figured,  my life needs to go on.  Sitting here on Christmas Eve day,  I have much to be thankful for.  I  am still here,  I have my children who love me,  I have friends and family that support and love me unconditionally and I have recently found peace in god's house.  I wish everyone a peaceful and joyous holidays.  Try to help those in need whenever possible and give thanks to the lord, always. 

Monday, December 21, 2009

A year and 2 apartments later.....

My home was sold for way under the asking price and all I had left to show for it was $32,000.00! Most of it went to pay off debts, bills and loans. I guess I should count my blessings that it didn't foreclose, my health is stable and my kids still love me. I've been away for quite awhile and I missed writing. So much has happened in the time spent away from being online. So far the drama in my life has NOT gone away and I am still very much in the thick of it all and trying to take a step back and separate myself from my children's, (young adults) problems. I moved into a small one bedroom apartment and supposedly, I am only supposed to have one other person, my mentally challenged daughter, Pua, living with me. My 16 year old son, Manny has been delayed with going to the Honolulu Job Corp due to improper paperwork and has caused him to be in limbo. In the meantime his new residence is the living room (uncomfortable) futon where he has been observing life living with the women folk. My oldest daughter Nani has temporarily taken up residence in my apartment. She was in a car accident a few days ago after coming home from a party and doesn't really remember what happened. She was sleeping in the back seat and luckily she was buckled up and I'm sure it would have been worse or tragic if she were not. She does remember the driver looking in on her and the other passenger and running from the scene. The police caught and jailed the driver that morning. Wouldn't you think that if you run from the scene of an accident and the car is registered to YOU, don't you think that the Police would find you? I swear, young people and their nonsense thinking.