Bathroom is Done

Am sitting up a few minutes eating some cheese so I can take some medicine. They finished the bathroom today and it looks really nice. They still need to do the railings on the ramp and the bars around the handicap toilet. But, it looks so grand and came at a great time.

I am having a crash….too much going on, too many trips to the doctor, too much sheet rock dust and noise, too much being away from my own bed…and pain is off the charts so much that I have the shakes and am freezing and son has kept me wrapped in fleece blankies straight out of the dryer.

I sat up to take more med and am about to lay back down but wanted to share a couple of pics with you all. Even as bad as I feel I am so thankful for this new bathroom. Oh I can not wait to sit in that shower and let the water just run on me. So, here is the bathroom…no pics are on the wall or the towel racks…but you get the idea. And the carpet looks so nice and the tile looking linoleum.

Tomorrow, we do not have to be up at 7…which means since we do not have to get up..I will probably wake up at 5 AM…LOL.. Am heading back to bed now.

Roll in shower with my peekaboo shower curtain. Can not stand solid shower curtains..makes me claustrophobic.

Pedistal Sink

and of course every princess needs a throne..right? LOL

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BEAUTIFUL!!! ENJOY!!

Comment by jilllindsey | August 23, 2012 | Reply
Oh I am so happy you have this much needed project thanks to those who do these things and your follow through to get it done. It seems it has taken a big toll on you along with those hard trips to the much needed physicians for treatment and care. prayers going up you will soon be sitting in that shower for a long and hot shower that soothes you and that you can now rest and restore. blessings to you and son along with ole’ Jack darlin. I also send daily prayers that folks are contributing to the paypal link above to help you now that it is so desperately needed for your travels and sustenance to get care…

Comment by SHERRY E SHOWALTER | August 24, 2012 | Reply
It is late and this is short but want to say Thanks to God and all the people who helped to get this done as well as get you to your drs.

Comment by Darlene | August 25, 2012 | Reply

About Me

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Those that know me know that this red sparkly headband is symbolic. When they see the headband on me, they know I am fighting hard physically. It is my symbolic Samson’s hair. It is getting my mojo on and geared up for robo mom to once more fight a battle. And the headband is on now and will be on for a long time. I live with my son who is my caretaker and I am so blessed.

Me with mojo on.

And when things are toughest, I will resort to my dreams to keep me going.

I am 63 and will soon be 64. Life has been a journey of health issues since I was 32 and got sprayed by a crop duster. I have warrior attitude. Being a warrior does not mean you always win. It means you never quit trying. Life is what you make it and I choose to make mine as happy as possible no matter where I am in life.

I spend a lot of time on this hospital bed due to constant pain but I am just thankful I have the hospital bed to lay on. I am disabled but I don’t let that stop me from living life and enjoying it. Life is what we make it and I choose to make mine happy.

Meet Daisy..that we call Miss Daisy. Thanks to Jill, a very special friend who is also has a Rescue for pets called Three Sisters and a Brother in NC, Daisy was transported to us and what a delight she is. About ten pounds and full of energy and love and kisses.

My baby

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Son and Daisy

My world from my hospital bed-it is filled with warmth and love from so many.

I still dream of going back to Italy, of us having one of those mini buses with a lift for my chair that son can convert into a travel home for us to make it easier when I have to go to Denver for surgeries and stuff. I still dream of learning how to tap dance…yes even on these crutches just so I can say I did. All I need are a pair of size 11 tap shoes.

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I draw, I paint, I write, I do photography…my latest love is the clouds for I see faces in the clouds all the time and have a blog at the top of the page entitled “Faces in the Clouds” I sit on a stool and help son cook…yes, often with him leaning over me to help me pour or stir but I get to do it. My philosophy is if you can’t do it one way…then create a new way. Son says I am the only person he knows that used their all terrain power chair like a back hoe…using a grain shovel and rake to move dirt or mulch in the garden. I would hold the handle between my legs and rake up the stuff on the two foot wide shovel and then go backwards dragging the shovel to where I wanted to dump it.

Ever since I was a little girl, I was told I was a dreamer. I can remember report cards with “day dreams” written on it. I think dreams are what keep us going. Without dreams…we have no hope.

Follow Your Dreams, The Siren Called Out To Me

As I closed my eyes and fell deep into lovely sleep.
The dream siren called me with a promise to keep

I closed my eyes and looked deep in my soul
I could feel the wind blowing…it was so very cold

My dreams I had carried through year after year
They will never come true was my biggest fear

Wandering up one lane and down another
Remembering my dream since I became a mother

Land, open land and a place to be free
A small house to live in with a big evergreen tree

We mounted the buckboard with all we owned inside
And started over the mountain on this crazy dream ride

We felt like pioneers racing to the finish line for land
And the whole time we knew -The Lord had our hand

So don’t be afraid to dream your dreams and try
Life is too short…open your wings up and fly

Dream I say and work the dream hard as you can
For it will be the best race that you ever ran.

We all have dreams of what we want out of life. I remember Laverne on Laverne and Laverne saying her dream was to have a purple cashmere sweater. Well, our dream is to own land in the country and have a simple life style unencumbered by so much of what is in the world today.

I love to write and have written for years. And hopefully will continue to write for many more years. My real name is Deb.

This blog is about our journey to get there, our life after we reached the promised land and different middle of the night ramblings. Dreams are like cooking…we might get our grandparents old recipes, but we tend to alter them to suit ourselves. But, dream we must…for as long as we have hope in life…we have dreams. And even plain ole everyday people get dreams that come true.

I hope you enjoy and will subscribe and share my journey. Come join us at the foothills of the mountains where we have found a life of simplicity and serenity, in spite of all the health trials of one disabled woman and the courage of a son that chose to take care of her.