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Chapter 2
Monday I went to the dentist (previous planned appointment) and was greeted by his staff with looks of deepest sympathy as well as the dentist himself. Now I must tell you this was the very first time I have had laser cleaning. They deaden one quarter of your mouth then proceed to get rid of everything bad in your mouth. I have always had a problem with tartar. While she was in there she went ahead and lasered my wounded inside lower lip which she said was in need of help. Remember that was where my teeth went when I fell.
Tuesday was the day for the MRI to see if I have a pinched nerve that is causing my right foot to disappear. I took a walker since I had a long way to walk from where I had to park and way down the hall from check in, to where they have the MRI machine. I knew I would never make it with my bad back and my fear of falling again. Even though I feel like an old, old lady with the walker, it sure helped me get where I was going. I loved the lady who wanted to help me open the office door while trying to maneuver the walker through. When I said thanks but I can manage she said she guessed I was used to doing that. I wanted to scream, no I am not used to doing this, I am just tired of smashing my face into the cement! Thank goodness my appointment was at the end of the day and there weren't many people around that area of the hospital.
The following day was PT day. They are really nice people. Two lady therapists own the place so that was interesting. She really said until they find out why I fall, about all they can do is help me strengthen my foot and right leg. I hate it when they do lots of things on their table then tell me to do similar at home. I have no bed hard enough for that and if I get on the floor, it takes me half an hour to get up again. That leaves the couch which I have to share with the cats bed and doesn't give me room to stretch out. Thank goodness several of the exercises can be done in a chair which is my forte anyway. I will go back tomorrow before my doctors appointment.
Today was hair cut day. The place I was going last Thursday when I fell. My beautician told me she bent down in church to get something off the floor and hit her nose on the pew but she didn't look anything like I did. Last week must have been the week of the 'shiner'. Most of the scabs have fallen off or I have knocked them off scratching. A bottle of vitamin E liquid can do wonders.
A nose dive........
OK, here's my latest trick. Thursday I was leaving the house to go get a haircut when I fell down my two stairs from porch to carport. I fell face first right into the cement driveway. As I laid there with my nose bleeding a river, I at least realized my teeth were still intact. My glasses were broken in half and had pretty much stabbed me on each side of my nose. I could see my cell phone, got hold of it, called my son to come quick and rescue me. He only lives about 6 blocks away so he got here quick. He got me upright, grabbed a towel for my bleeding nose and helped me into the house. I am glad he is a graphic artist instead of a doctor as he did mention that it was too bad I didn't get my glasses at WalMart since they only cost $38 there. I did manage a snicker even though I felt more like crying. I also realized I had put most of my teeth into my bottom lip, scrapped the skin off my face under my nose and that I had a grapefruit size bump on my right hip. I must have hit that on the step. Meanwhile my son was on the phone to one of his tennis buddies, a general surgeon, to see what were the signs of a broken nose.
Needless to say Friday morning I was a really scary sight! I looked like a MAC truck had hit me, and a little like a Pug I had once. I have red and blue half moon circles under each eye, a cut across the bridge of my nose, a red bruise on my forehead, the scrape under my nose and the largest bottom lip I have ever seen. I got into my doctor and he informed me I had not broken my nose but I sure have bruised it. I loved the fact that he warned me I could look forward to, due to my age and my looser skin, all that bruising running on down my face to my chin. I did experiment a little with powder on my face to cover some of my bruises. It helped a little but I don't think I have enough makeup to cover all this. I fell because I sometimes feel my right foot is just not there and it puts me off balance and you might know I ALWAYS fall flat on my face. My doctor sent me over to some PT folks who are going to teach me better balance and how not to fall or maybe catch myself. (guess I am not the only person who falls) Then I have to go get an MRI and see if there is a nerve being pinched that makes my foot go away. That is the weirdest feeling!!!..especially when I know what is coming next - BLAM.
Funny but I am wearing my old glasses and can see better than with the broken ones. Maybe I jolted my sight when my head hit the pavement. I am definitely going to look for rubber frames. I cannot believe how much my nose hurts if I happen to touch it. So to finish off my story I certainly advise you to carry your cell phone with you everywhere you go, in case you need to call for help. Hey, that's what I can invent, a wrist bag for my cell phone.
Oops! Did I Tell Everyone That?
 Posting information to social networking sites about when you're not at home has some risks. Have you even thought about what you are doing when listing so much personal information on Facebook and Twitter? As I was reading about this I also thought about bloggers who are telling everyone when they are going on vacation or to meetings. Have you thought about who is also reading your blog besides your friends?
In one 10-minute period, Please Rob Me presented 289 "new opportunities" as the site listed people who had checked into places such as work, the airport and the supermarket and posted their location on Twitter or Facebook. They said their site was started for fun and to let people know how dangerous it can be to tell the world your every move. I know we get a little free with the information we pass on to others but maybe we should be a little more careful in the future.
Take a Guess
 Know what this is?
Your Granny Wears Boots?
 Can you believe that a 16 year old granddaughter would want to wear her grandmothers sweater boots? I know they think I belong in the dark ages, but yesterday one of my g-daughters said "Let me wear your shoes." Then even this morning I get another plea. Ok, so I let her wear my sweater boots to school. Guess I am not an old "fuddy-duddy" after all. She said when her friends said they thought they were so neat and she told them they were mine, they said no way. Alas, I had to order two more pairs for the girls!
(Reminds me of the day they saw me in my Toyota RAV4 for the first time. "Granny you are too old to be driving that car." was what I heard.)
Valentine's Day
 Valentine’s Day is a holiday that has existed since Roman Times and was “Christianized” by the early church. The holiday is named after one or more early Christian martyrs named Valentine and was established by Pope Gelasius I in 496 AD. It is traditionally a day on which lovers express their love for each other by presenting flowers, offering confectionery, and sending greeting cards (known as "valentines"). The holiday first became associated with romantic love in the circle of Geoffrey Chaucer in the High Middle Ages, when the tradition of courtly love flourished. Before the big card and flower companies came on the scene, people were giving their sweethearts tokens of their affection on February 14th. The first mass-produced cards weren’t the product of a big company, but of a Massachusetts’s woman, Esther Howland, who liked a handmade English Valentine card she received so much that she began manufacturing them (that was in 1847). The U.S. Greeting Card Association estimates that approximately one billion valentines are sent each year worldwide, making the day the second largest card-sending holiday of the year, behind Christmas. The association estimates that, in the US, men spend on average twice as much money as women.
Illegal Cows?
 Is it just me, or does anyone else find it amazing that during the mad cow epidemic our government could track a single cow, born in Canada almost three years ago, right to the stall where she slept in the state of Washington? And, they tracked her calves to their stalls. But they are unable to locate 11 million illegal aliens wandering around our country. Maybe they should give each of them a cow...
Searching for Something?
I happened to stumble on some new search engines. Perhaps you haven't heard of a couple of them.
(the following partially taken from an article by Harry McCracken- FOXNews.com )
http://www.bing.com/ The new version is Google's most formidable competitor for general-purpose Web searching, with numerous nice touches -- for instance, you get playable previews of videos right in search results.
http://www.kayak.com/ a travel search engine
http://vark.com/ a free service (located at Vark.com) whose members serve as a panel of experts on an array of topics. You can ask questions via e-mail or your favorite instant-messaging service; Aardvark relays them to people who it thinks may know about the subject, then collects their answers and delivers them back to you.
http://www.wolfframalpha.com/ calls itself a "computational knowledge engine," but I think of it as a 21st-century equivalent of a thick, fact-packed paperback almanac. It's a vast repository of knowledge skewing towards the mathematical and scientific that you can explore by entering questions.
http://search.twitter.com/ You'll find a Google-like search engine at search.twitter.com that returns 140-character "tweets" from Twitter members, often containing links to articles around the Web.
http://www.siri.com/ the first iPhone app that's the commercialized result of a multimillion-dollar Defense Department research project. It's a "virtual personal assistant" that uses voice recognition, your GPS location, and links to local information and services to respond to requests you speak into an iPhone 3GS.
Junk and Antique Collectors
 I want to recommend a tv series, "American Pickers.'' to all you
people who like to make something useful out of an old item.
It follows childhood friends Mike Wolfe and Frank Fritz, antiques collectors
who travel the U.S. looking for rare artifacts and national treasures.
It is on the History Channel, 50, and is on Monday's at 8 central time.
You can find other times they show episodes if you go online to Television Without Pity.
They stop at old farms and other places and find the neatest old items.
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