Wash your hands
So far, touch wood, I haven't caught anything, but if I do, I'm going to be a very unhappy camper. I feel exhausted and crappy enough without an actual disease felling me.
Tomorrow, someone is coming from the Visiting Nurses to install something on my phone that will collect my vitals and whisk them off to the doctor's office. I have no clue as to how this is going to work, but it will join my defibrillator monitor in the pile of weird medical equipment I have around the house.
Later today I got a call from a Wilfred Brimley type that wanted to sell me a new die-a-bee-tus monitor and supplies mailed to my home. Um, no thank you. I have a monitor and I get my die-a-bee-tus supplies at my local CVS. I don't need them mailed to me. CVS delivers, anyhow.
I am going to admit something personal. I cannot stand one more word about OctoMom, her Octodonor, Octograndma or Octograndad. I've had it with the discussions. The populace talking nasty about Octomom isn't going to change the fact that she has 14 children and no way of taking care of them. If we're going to do the subject to death, shouldn't the children be the focus? Instead of talking about her being a welfare cheat (lovely since she doesn't even get welfare), shouldn't we be discussing how someone with an obvious mental disorder should be getting help, as should her disabled children. Yes, she made stupid decisions, but this isn't anyone that has all their knives in the drawer, either. She's off. And the babies should not have to suffer nasty comments from anyone for something that was not their choice or fault. They should get all the help they need to live strong productive lives and if we all have to pay a penny more on our taxes to ensure that this happens, then I'm all for it.
We have way to many small minds that are quick to condemn without looking at the whole picture. Those kids are here. They're all alive. Punishing them for their mother's apparent mental issues isn't just wrong, it's cruel. And I don't want to hear about it any more. If you can't think positive thoughts towards those kids, then STFU. Really. Stumble It! JBlog Me