In times of stress, I always try to find the funny. Its a prescription I use repeatedly in surviving medical adversity. I thought we could all use a little levity at a time like this.
Whenever I see the entire United States map covered in COVID-19 red anxiety and dismay strikes within me.. Yet, I know fear is the devils work and what I really need is Trust. Trust that
Has the news been filling you with fear – even more than usual? You can’t turn on the TV, radio, or go into a grocery store without being reminded that the world is dealing with
I have had a love/hate relationship with Medicare since 1978 when I took a job working for a Home Oxygen Company in Fort Lauderdale, Florida. I did the billing for patients who needed oxygen due
Sometimes we call ourselves “The Golden Girls”. Often we argue about who is Blanche, Dorothy or Rose and depending on what stunt we have pulled off during the past week determines which character we are.
In 2003 I was diagnosed with breast cancer, had a lumpectomy, radiation, and told I was cured. But was I healed? What is the difference between being cured and being healed? Healing and curing are
As I sat listening to Sunday’s sermon on the importance of small groups; I realized that part of the message can be applied to surviving medical mayhem. Whether you are the caregiver or the care
I recently learned that a friend of mine was going through medical mayhem. I was concerned and upset. She had been there for me when my world was turned upside down and I wanted to
“Mom, you sound just like Presley”. My daughter was commenting on my groans which indeed sounded more like the growls and whining of my grand dog than moans and groans of an adult human being.
May the blessings of Christ be with you in all the ups and downs of your life. May your life be happy and joyful today, tomorrow and always. Blessings for Health & Wellness. Loretta
I used to celebrate Christmas in a big way with miles of garlands and icicle lights outlining our home that illuminated night into day and a tree in every room. Those days are long gone
Medical mayhem is something I know personally. It has “moved my cheese”, made me “lose it”, and even at times wished God would just end it (it being me). Are you there? Maybe your grown