Friday, January 23, 2009

My Boring Life

Hello, The holidays were great as we saw everybody. It's hard to believe that Austy-Mcgosty is 51/2 and in 2 weeks, Kalli-Beth will be a year. You would think at least one of them would start to get a little cute. In 21/2 weeks mom and I are going to see Nick,Allison, Nayeli and Karyna-- They aren't real cute either. It's hard to imagine Nick with a son. We went to Katie and Rick's last week and Reagan and Kennedy are still quite homely. Now that I think about it, they are the 6 most beautiful things I've ever seen. Oh, I should throw your mom in there some place. Baracky is doing a few things right (I'm not sure of no torture in some cases) and we need to discipline our politicians more. We need to form a group that eventually tails each one of them to see how much and where our money goes. Office furniture, supplies, decorations, how and how often they travel at our expense, proper use of security and legal advice. Here's a biggy, how much staff do they have versus what they need. I know one congressman has 14 full time employees. I'm done on that for now.
We could use a new van, but not knwing what gas is going to do, or who's going to stay in business, or what;s going to happen to insurance, how do you know what to do? Max is fine other than being fat and lazy, your mom spoils him every nite. After we get back from St. Louis, I have a couple of unpleasent tests to have done. Hoping to finally see Marley and Me this weekend
That's about all for now Bud, Dad and Grampa

Tuesday, January 6, 2009

Not so--Happy Anniversity

I know this will sound like a "Oh woe is Bud", but tough acorns. 42 years ago today, after 3 days and at least 20 bottles of I.V. fluids, I had gained some fluid weight back and figured whatever had made me sick was about gone.A nurse neighbor of ours stopped by and asked how I was and I told her when they were done sticking needles in me I would be fine. She sat on my bed and said" We need to talk." About 3 hours later, I knew more about Juvenile Diabetes than I ever cared to, and this lady didn't have a sense of humor so I knew I definitely had it. Give myself shots? Strict diet with no sweets! Was she nuts or what? Good Lord, I was a 13 year old popular, smart-aleck, runt! From that day on life would never be the same. My self-esteem was in the gutter, I was scared to death, I was starving, I was totally overwhelmed, I was afraid to even think of leaving the hospital and what was really freaking me out was, what would all my girlfriends think!! I'm still here with no cure in sight, but if you have any money to donate to a worthy cause, send it to the Cystic Fibrosis Foundation. I know an absolutely adorable, beautiful, brillant and courageous little girl that could use all the support we can give her. I love you Reagan Grampa