Ugh! I have no clue what this is but yuch! Try to write when feeling a bit better. So yuch.
I consider all forms of creating, art. Therefore I love.
Thanks to all my fellow bloggers! so many offer encouragement like today from noelleg44! I am glad some of my blogs encourage and I am glad some of them are real and about life and i am glad some of you are drawn to my silly stuff!
I want you to know that you, likewise encourage me and I love your blogs and try to keep updated although some days i get a lot read and somedays I am working on things and cannot.
Either way, I thank you all and may we all continue to lift each other up and help each other when we are down! have a great day!
Now 36, she was used to all kids of weird things happening but the rat attacking her had put a really bad taste to her day. However, it would only be later that she realized how blessed she truly was. The Journalist, Ronald Simp, went home, got his wife Maurita, a teacher at the local school and had her take him to the hospital. He was treated and released after being given a rabies vaccine until he could go back and try and find the rat. Until then he would have to come back for rabies treatment.
The time of infection was different for each person. The nurse, Andrina, was infected when Ronald’s open wound got on a cut she had that had not fully healed and she was often absent minded about putting on her surgical gloves with patients. It took 3 hours before she began running a high fever. She was going to call off and go home but the hospital was filling up with sick patients and she had never seen so many at once so she decided to stay. Andrina worked, attended to patients and passed along the infection to some who might have survived but she was coughing and it in turn infected them, most of whom were not immune. Neither was she. When the infection finally affected her, she was helping a doctor stitch a wound while he checked two other patients, and the heat came on. Within minutes, she had attacked the Doctor.
Ronald Simp, the Journalist, took 7 hours and while having relations with his wife, bit her on the neck but since this was not unusual in their routine, she just thought he bit a little harder than usual. While she was at school the next day, her husband became fully infected and was the first in his neighborhood to attack someone when he was brought a mail delivery. The mail carrier, Richard Townsley, was bored and hot, waiting for someone to answer the door. It was his last delivery for the day and he was tired and at 300 lbs. sweating profusely. He hated the job but it paid good so he kept it. He was strumming his fingers on the box he was delivering when the man opened the door.
Richard stepped back without realizing it when he saw the mans crazed look and his eyes that were red and a dark purplish color on the pupils. He was about to drop the box and run when the man grabbed him and ripped his throat open with his teeth and then drank the sprouting blood. Ronald then ran out of the house, looking for fresh blood. As for Mack Buyer, he was immune but not fully.. He was now a carrier for as long as he had a fever. When his fever let up his immunity would kick in.
Sometimes the rope you are trying to break away from is actually the life line trying to save you.
A friend once had this habit of saying, “They grow up to fast”. talking about our children. At the time, of course I understood what he meant but I thought, “Well, mine are 11 and 5 so I am good”. But the years flew by and sure enough, before I knew it they were growing up. Way too fast. One was 21 and the other 14. The, at 23. I lost my oldest in a car wreck and that left me one.
I was in shock at the time and I still feel her in my heart every day but I was still had the other who needed me so I had to be there for her. Then before I knew it, she was having her own baby and I had always heard you never know what it feels like to be a grandparent until you get there and then , you are in love all over again.
I felt so blessed and thanked God for this beautiful little baby but I learned also, that no matter how much you love them, your baby now has a baby and you want to be like a mother “or” father hen and tell them all about how to do it.
Sadly, the marriage fell apart but I found myself again blessed when she remarried and I was gifted with two more beautiful grandchildren. But I also, once again realized that my child was grown and no matter what, she was living her own life and there was not more running to mommy for band aids or hurts.
I got that with my youngest grand baby but that was also when schedules allowed that I saw her and the my other two babies. Life is hectic and I want to hold my daughter again sometimes just like when she was little. But children grow up and we have to let them fly.
It hurts, it can be sad, and it can be good. Many times it can be frustrating if we don’t see them doing what we had hoped for. She has done great. She is a nurse, she is happy and she seems to be progressing quite well. However, my heart still longs at time for that mother child bond you get the most when they are little.
Moral of the story is; He was right. My friend. “They grow up too fast, we have to let go and it is not an easy thing to do”. But, if I learned one thing, it is not to worry about all the tiny things they do we don’t like, don’t worry about whether they match up to other kids and just know you loved and did the best you could by them. As it say’s in the Bible, “Raise your child in the way they should go and they will return to that at some point”. Not exactly as it written but you get the point.