tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-163124699036946632024-03-05T00:12:08.913-06:00The Homeless AdvisorKinda Like The Playboy Advisor...Minus The Sex and A RoofThe Homeless Advisorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05167969177111696519noreply@blogger.comBlogger304125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16312469903694663.post-46313722248188571262015-04-21T11:40:00.000-05:002015-04-21T11:40:01.831-05:00I Had Hoped This Blog-0-Mine Would....<div style="margin-bottom: 0in;">
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... have been completely retired and
something I....plus the occasional visitor.....could read to revisit
my past experiences.
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Such was the wish.....</div>
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So much for wishes....</div>
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I find myself in a pretty bad
situation. Both health and home wise. I am in need of some help.</div>
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March was a horrible month. NOTHING I
tried to get accomplished was successful. My lungs were in an uproar,
and I found myself ultimately whacking my body out with overuse of
meds just trying to breathe and get things done.</div>
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This past March I was hospitalized
twice. I thought I was having a stroke. I couldn't think, felt like I
was in a dream or about to pass out constantly. My B.P. was north of 180/110.</div>
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Between the Prednisone and then
antibiotic I was given, it's been a gastric wonderland!</div>
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The Pred made things appear as if I had
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The other med, it turns out, is
contra-indicated for anyone who has suffered Diverticulitis. This
went on for a while, often 3-4 times a day. My number twos looked
like my number one took the wrong fork on the river. Today has been
the first day in nearly a month I had a kinda regular #2.</div>
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At the 2<sup>nd</sup> hospital visit,
when the nurse went to take out the I.V.'s and remove the bandages,
my flesh separated from my body. My skin is so thin, it actually
ripped away. Oddly enough, my blood work came back overall fine. So
did all the scans and MRI. But I am quite underweight and find I'm
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Sometimes I found I couldn't think. Felt like I
was in a dream or about to pass out constantly. Even this past
weekend, I was in a Target with gift cards I was blessed with from
mitzvahcircle.org, for food and lasted maybe 20 minutes before I had
to leave and get back home.
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Sometimes even just thinking I am about
to go do something, I get that same light headed effect come over me.
It took 20 minutes to wash a head of lettuce the other day. I could
only stand for so long. When trying to prepare dinner two nights ago,
both my shins were raging in pain and felt like they were brittle and
going to break. Endurance limits have been the most obvious effect on
getting chores done. There have been stretches of days between
showers simply because the steam made it near impossible to breathe.</div>
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Here's situation today.</div>
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I waited until the last minute to seek
some help. There was something I was waiting to come through that
doesn't seem like it will for at least a week at this point.</div>
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The co-pays for the medical issues and
changes in my disability payments have put me in a corner. My rent is
due today, Tuesday April 21<sup>st</sup>. The monthly is $580.00 with
all utilities paid. The last 2 months have paid weekly, $145.00,
which is allowed when necessary. Right now I have zero in my bank,
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Here is what I am hoping for....</div>
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Prayers, donations, good thoughts,
loans, anything that can help. I am not being disingenuous in saying
“Prayers”. I have seen that work in the past.....something will
come along.</div>
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If you are local to me here in Euless,
Texas...MidCities area of the DFW....and can help, please reach out
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You can also use the PayPal button
above. Even though it take a couple days to clear to my bank, I have
a neighbor who can loan me cash if backed up by money on it's way.</div>
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So...I am trying to not be homeless
again. This time with a side of COPD. ANY help is gratefully
accepted.</div>
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To those offering support.....God
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To those haters.... I have a couple of
those....I have been in Texas long enough to know to say...</div>
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“Well, bless your heart!”</div>
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Thanks for reading and considering.</div>
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The Homeless Advisorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05167969177111696519noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16312469903694663.post-56881639563096447462014-03-28T15:01:00.004-05:002014-10-07T10:37:27.234-05:00Go..........<span style="color: blue;"><span style="font-size: large;">NEW!!<span style="color: red;"> </span></span></span><span style="color: red;"><span style="font-size: large;">10/07/14</span></span><br />
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..............<a href="https://www.blogger.com/My%20open%20letter%20to%20Jerry%20Jones%20and%20The%20@dallascowboys%20Please%20read%20and%20share%20all%20over%20the%20place.%20Thanks.%20http://punditnomadic.blogspot.com/2014/10/my-open-letter-to-jerry-jones.html" target="_blank"><span style="color: red;">HERE</span></a>!The Homeless Advisorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05167969177111696519noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16312469903694663.post-81188190232376461102014-03-23T16:51:00.001-05:002014-03-23T16:51:14.421-05:00Now What.....I'm at a loss!<br />
I have been served an eviction notice....NOT
for rent or noise or anything like that. It's The Sovereign Conversion
Van Of Wonders. The rear main seal is kaput and leaking pretty steadily
on the the pavement.<br />
Texas is WAY to hot for most blacktop applications, so many lots are cement.<br />
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There's no way I have cash for that repair, nor anyplace to keep said
vehicle away from here. If anyone local who reads my stuff here can help
or has any ideas, PLEASE reach out! This is, as you might imagine, VERY
timely.<br />
Thanks</div>
The Homeless Advisorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05167969177111696519noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16312469903694663.post-71300500051424180762013-12-18T15:08:00.000-06:002014-01-07T06:44:16.062-06:00If you Are Looking At Me Right Now...<span style="font-size: large;">..on your mobile device while seeing the van, stop by and say "Hello". What's written on the windows is true and I welcome any support. BTW, the date above is set for the future so this Updates post stays on top.</span><br />
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<span style="color: red;"> <span style="font-size: large;"><b>01/07/14 6:45 A.M. C.S.T.: This blog is now dormant. Feel free to read through if new here. I am now posting on my other blog, "The Pundit Nomadic" linked <a href="http://punditnomadic.blogspot.com/" target="_blank">HERE! </a></b></span></span><br />
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<span style="color: red;"><span style="font-size: large;"><b>12/09/13 5:30 P.M. C.S.T : The very last (God willing) Homeless Advisor posting below. Please read and pass along to your friends. Thanks for following and reading all these years! </b></span></span><br />
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<span style="color: red;"><span style="font-size: large;"><b>11/17/13 5:14 P.M. C.S.T. : I know it's been a while.... I'm working on what should be my final post to this blog. I have a place to live...so "Homeless" is no longer accurate. Hopefully will post in a day or so. Then I'll be writing on my other blog "The Pundit Nomadic". See you then..... </b></span></span><br />
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<span style="color: red;"><span style="font-size: large;"><b>10/22/13 10:00 A.M. C.D.T. : Well...my blood work came back....no answers yet. I have an appointment today with my G.P. Hopefully I'll have a picture of what's what. From the internet, it looks like I have colon cancer! Ummm..don't think so. Anyhow....we'll see. </b></span></span><br />
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<span style="color: red;"><span style="font-size: large;"><b>10/01/13 8:27 P.M. C.D.T. : I get my blood work tomorrow and then they will schedule my biopsy. I'll be curious to know if Mickey Mass is still there. I already decided no surgery. We'll see...... </b></span></span><br />
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<span style="color: red;"><span style="font-size: large;"><b>09/19/13 5:24 P.M. C.D.T. : Still no call with an appointment for the biopsy. Thus, nothing new to report. Thanks for stopping by, though. Please keep Prayers and good thoughts for me. </b></span></span><br />
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<span style="color: red;"><span style="font-size: large;"><b>AKKKK..what is wrong with yours truly? Watching Football and this song has been playing in my head, thus had to go watch it. Makes me all teary eyed and stuff. Weird kinda cocktail of the head. Anyhow...you can see it <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mc4JJ4nIRk4&feature=share&list=LLEgO66PHb-5WiPOohMuqKjQ" target="_blank">HERE</a>. </b></span></span><br />
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<span style="color: red;"><span style="font-size: large;"><b>Addendum 09/04/13 12:57 P.M. C.D.T. : Just spoke with my doctor....he saw the CAT Scan. It's not good. Will be seeing him tomorrow. As you may imagine, I am a tad shaken. Will let ya'll know....</b></span></span><br />
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<span style="color: red;"><span style="font-size: large;"><b>09/03/13 8:07 P.M. C.D.T. : Over the last few days I have been feeling this coming. Sunday and Monday I spent the days in bed for the most part. This morning breathing was a challenge, to put it mildly. Suffice to say, I couldn't make the appointment.</b></span></span><br />
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<span style="color: red;"><span style="font-size: large;"><b>Still waiting for the promised phone call so I can at least learn what the most recent C.T. scan shows. </b></span></span><br />
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<span style="color: red;"><span style="font-size: large;"><b>08/26/13 3:30 P.M. C.T. : Talked with my pulmonary guy. He called so he wouldn't forget to call, but...his computer wouldn't fire up to view the scan so he had no opinion. Thus, no word. I have an appointment on September 3rd...hopefully have some info then.</b></span></span><br />
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<span style="color: red;"><span style="font-size: large;"><b>Spent all of yesterday in bed. I think it's either allergies or coming down with a cold. Whatever it is, Mickey and all augment the impact. Today was MUCH better, thus figure allergies.</b></span></span><br />
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<span style="color: red;"><span style="font-size: large;"><b>08/18/13 1:15 P.M.C.T. : Had my CAT Scan on Friday. Tuesday for me was miserable and became a "Lost" evening. Spent two days in bed. Hoping to get some results tomorrow. See if Mickey Mass has vacated or left entirely. Here's hoping! Thanks for the prayers and well wishes.</b></span></span><br />
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<span style="color: red;"><span style="font-size: large;"><b>07/24/13 10:33 A.M. C.T. : Well...Happy Birthday To Me! Merry Scootmas, everyone! Ok..where are the presents?!?!??! </b></span></span><br />
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<span style="color: red;"><span style="font-size: large;"><b>07/23/13 9:20 A.M. C.T. : To the miserable, cowardly, malcontent in Landing, New Jersey. Stop hiding. Come out and say who you are and I may publish your venom! As for the "shrinking" mass...it's a wee bit smaller because it is more defined. I am not making up what I am being told. It is what it is. </b></span></span><br />
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<span style="color: red;"><span style="font-size: large;"><b>07/21/13 8:20 A.M. C.T. : Had my appointment yesterday with my G.P. Meds added to the mix. Prevailing thought (read:hope) is that it is an infection and not cancer. We'll see. In the meantime, I'd like to sell a kidney so I can get a full blown R.V. ! Would be HUGE change in my life.</b></span></span><br />
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<span style="color: red;"><span style="font-size: large;"><b>06/16/13 7:15 A.M. C.T. : HAPPY FATHER'S DAY to all those <span style="font-size: large;">Men who stepped up to the place, without needing an appearance on The Maury Show! <span style="font-size: large;">Well done!</span></span> </b></span></span></div>
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<b>PREFACE: It's a good idea to know what this reference relates to in some of the following posts: <a href="http://www.habitrail.com/" target="_blank">HABITRAIL</a> </b>The Homeless Advisorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05167969177111696519noreply@blogger.com16tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16312469903694663.post-61681686260480106512013-12-09T17:17:00.000-06:002013-12-09T17:17:42.739-06:00She's Come Here To Sing.....<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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The saying goes, "It isn't over until the Fat Lady sings".<br />
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Hopefully, this will be the last ever post in my blog. I'm not homeless anymore...and God willing, I'll stay that way.<br />
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By and large, it's been an interesting chapter in my life. Exposed to a lot of things I never thought I'd be. Met MANY really nice and wonderful folks....ran into very few, ardent detractors...some quite vile. As I compose this, I am debating whether to expose them or not...we'll see.<br />
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Last month my apartment was robbed...took my MacBook and some other items. Fortunately, I had renter's insurance, but with a high deductible. When you think about how long I lived in The Conversion Van Of Wonders and some motel rooms of questionable repute, ironic it happens when I am in an apartment, proper.<br />
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Go figure....<br />
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This month has been a tough one. As of this writing, I have just over $2.00 to get through December. I have food...I buy that at the beginning of the month..and hope it will last until January. Christmas is a non-starter, as was Thanksgiving. But I know where I live night after night and it's warm!<br />
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Just got through a really nasty ice storm. From what I am to understand, that's common here in Texas as opposed to snow. Frankly, I can do quite nicely with out either, thank you!<br />
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And for the last few days, I have been sleeping like never before. I am hoping I am not coming down with Mono...that would REALLY suck!<br />
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As far as Mickey Mass goes, haven't heard from him lately. I put off my biopsy wanting to be put on Anti-Fungal meds and then take a couple of pictures to see if Mickey has left the building. Reason being, in the tests done ahead of the biopsy, I tested positive for <span class="st"><em>Aspergillus </em>which is quite common when one has compromised lungs and had significant doses of Prednisone over an extended period of time. Before I get poked and a bit of myself extracted, let's try something a little less invasive. However, my lung guy has not gotten back to me in over 3 weeks.</span><br />
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<span class="st">In the future I will be writing on my other blog, The Pundit Nomadic, that has been dormant for quite some time now.</span><br />
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<span class="st">I am working on 3 projects that I hope will be announced shortly after the 1st of the year. As I said before, I didn't come to Texas to be flat on my back! I am determined to be off of disability before 2015. And fortunatley, I have a home from which to launch said endeavors!</span><br />
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<span class="st">So...it is with mixed emotions I step away from this journal. It was a great outlet for me and exposed me to many great folks, some opportunities, and gave me my 15 minutes of fame.</span><br />
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<span class="st">All in all, I've been pretty blessed!</span><br />
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<br />The Homeless Advisorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05167969177111696519noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16312469903694663.post-46556141884782291652013-11-06T21:47:00.002-06:002013-11-06T21:47:21.373-06:00About That Whole Throw Me Under The Bus Thing........Happy Birthday!<br />
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YEAH...DALLAS! Scoot R. Ewing.<br />
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BOOM!<br />
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My lungs said, "WHOA! Guess what you did to me! Oh...and the weaponized radiator steam...final blow! See you when we meet the worms."<br />
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And Michael Strahan..S.T.F.U please about how my death will be. Promote awareness..great. Get people to see their physician? Sure. I don't see The American Cancer Society doing ads telling us all how horrible a passing someone afflicted with their said malady will experience.<br />
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QUOTE: "Like breathing through a straw"<br />
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Know what....blow me!<br />
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Look..I get it. Like AIDS....my half of C.O.P.D. is a disease of behavior, emphysema. and with the addition of Mickey Mass...even more burdensome.<br />
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SIDETRACK: Still waiting an appointment for my biopsy. Did all the blood work. Don't know what it means. If anyone can read this stuff, let me know...I'll send it to you.<br />
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Which brings me to the subject of....Death. And how it's dealt with. <br />
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Anyone watch "GLEE" last night?<br />
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The goodbye to Finn was perfect. Ryan Murphy is a genius! Probably the smartest, best, and brightest in T.V. today.<br />
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The guy is gayer than pink paint, and rarely does that come through his work. If anyone was ever to make a movie of my life...it should be him. And if "GLEE" wants to add a character with C.O.P.D. and (formerly) homeless...I'm your guy!<br />
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Anyhow...<br />
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This was a lot of filler to say....nothing new to say.<br />
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But thanks for reading...following...and your support.<br />
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God bless you all and be well.<br />
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Until next time....<br />
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<br />The Homeless Advisorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05167969177111696519noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16312469903694663.post-32049739369108727672013-09-12T23:09:00.002-05:002013-09-12T23:09:43.985-05:00One Reason I Like T-Shirts As Opposed To.......button down collars ones....<br />
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No sleeve to wear my heart on.<br />
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I think that maybe my healing grace will come from finally really feeling stuff. If any of you follow me on FaceBook, you can see the music from YouTube that I post.<br />
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Maudlin sometimes....sometimes sappy...<br />
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Just stuff that affects me.<br />
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So..if inclined...take a listen to some of the things that really makes my face all wet and stuff.<br />
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Enjoy.....<br />
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This one embedding has been disabled, but it is SOOOO damn sweet and touching. Find it <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mc4JJ4nIRk4&feature=share&list=LLEgO66PHb-5WiPOohMuqKjQ" target="_blank">HERE</a>! <br />
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This one as well: <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5eHWHjRPNV0&feature=share&list=LLEgO66PHb-5WiPOohMuqKjQ" target="_blank">DITTO</a><br />
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I can not STAND her politics..but her voice....a gift...for us all.<br />
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Better than the original...and the one song that kept me linked to my faith over the decades...<br />
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And this one....I can't watch enough. A gift taken away from us all, way too soon.!<br />
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Until next time....<br />
<br />The Homeless Advisorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05167969177111696519noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16312469903694663.post-14523024070374560722013-09-08T11:42:00.000-05:002013-09-08T11:42:19.049-05:00OK...Here's The Deal.....Mickey has not grown much at all, but the anti biotics used in the hope this was an infection accomplished nothing.<br />
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Hope's Dashed!<br />
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Now we are hoping it's fungal...yecchhh...and I am being scheduled for a biopsy sometime next week.<br />
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The prospects for treatment if it's cancer are not promising. Mortality rates on the operating table are grim. I already decided I won't be operated on. If I survive the surgery, half of the one lung will be gone and my left one is compromised. Meaning, I'll be all but an invalid.<br />
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Not happening.<br />
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I either will overcome this thing or die. Better that than being in a Lil' Rascal and constant oxygen up my nose.<br />
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As for the apartment, it's coming along. It is.....modest. The thing I like about this place is they insist on background checks! You have a record..you can't live here. It's quiet, most are friendly, some quite odd.<br />
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And I have "pets"! (Think the movie "Joe's Apartment) I kill these pets every chance I get. NOT bedbugs....just some other forms of pain in the ass. One thing I noticed, these guys are SMART! I have never seen insects so in tune what is around them before. as soon as one thinks I'm about to get him, he blots, and I mean BOLTS away.<br />
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When I kill one, I leave the body around for a while as a message to his pals. And when one happens upon the stove...he makes a snapping sound!<br />
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The Sovereign Conversion Van Of Wonders is not doing well at all. I hopefully have someone looking at it tonight, because it is really not safe for me to use. I have no other choice. Between needing stuff and driving into Fort Worth for health care, I must have wheels. <br />
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Thus the update. I thank all of you who I see coming back over and over. It's nice to know you are still interested.<br />
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Be well.<br />
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Until next time.....<br />
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<br />The Homeless Advisorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05167969177111696519noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16312469903694663.post-89673663760476518582013-08-13T14:09:00.004-05:002013-08-13T14:13:17.421-05:00Random Stuff....Mixed bag of things today.<br />
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Got approved for my health care for another year. UNDERSTAND this is NOT Obamacare nor taxpayer funded care. It is a self sustaining H.M.O. and not forcibly paid for by you!<br />
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Tomorrow I have a CAT Scan scheduled to see if Mickey Mass has vacated, or is something more....problematic. I have been on anti-biotics for a month and we'll see if they had an impact.<br />
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Given Gov. Rick Perry's "KMA" attitude towards Washington, D.C. , unlikely I will have to face the "Death Panels"!<br />
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Got some personal unpleasant news from back east. Happens and I'll grow past it.<br />
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SIDETRACK: There was a website I saw years ago that promoted, during the heyday of "MetroSexual", the embrace of "RetroSexual". Translation: Man Up!<br />
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On that site I saw this expression for the first time:<br />
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"It is what it is, and I'll deal with it"<br />
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That has served me really, REALLY well, over the years!<br />
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Anyhow....<br />
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Random stuff.<br />
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Texas Experience: One night outside my apartment, I was enjoying the Texas air and two guys...rather scruffy looking....were carting off a decent sized flat screen. One said to me:<br />
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"I know what this looks like....."<br />
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Then tried to sell it to me, or anyone I might know who wanted one.<br />
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I have NEVER seen more "Red Heads" in any other place than I have seen here in Texas.<br />
Now, those who have been following me from the beginning, or went and read past postings, know my affinity for crimson haired girls. You can read one example of my in infatuation with "Ariel" (my dream girl) <a href="http://homelessadvisor.blogspot.com/2010/11/okokthat-last-one-was-bit-self.html" target="_blank">HERE!</a> Thus, I am tuned in to noticing that. Must be a lot of Scott DNA. #PassTheHaggis<br />
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When I go out for a walk I love the feeling of the Texas Sun on my back. My face and eyes, not so much.<br />
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This area is the most culturally, ethnically, religiously, and racially diverse place I have ever lived, and the connection between each of us is solid. There is a sense of "We are all in this together" that I haven't ever felt before.<br />
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Working on the new living space. Paid my rent a month in advance, exclusive of any deposit. I am locked solid to the end of September. Will post pics, soon.<br />
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Texas is the only place I have seen Special Truck Editions names after the state, or something related. I mean, you don't see "The Snookie Edition" of a Ford F-150 or "The Christie Cargo Carrier" GovMotors C4500!<br />
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SIDETRACK REDUX: Soon I'll post pics of said vehicles.<br />
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Along that same vein, I see a LOT of homes, apartments, vehicle, etc. with "I AM A Texan" type of ornaments. Don't see that in many places.<br />
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Found out that The Sovereign Conversion Van Of Wonders can pass inspection, once I register it here. Seems that vehicles over 20 years old are exempt from emissions inspection Take THAT Al Gore and your tree huggin' pals!<br />
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Lastly and in honor of #MockObamaDay ...an old posting <a href="http://homelessadvisor.blogspot.com/2011_03_01_archive.html" target="_blank">HERE! </a><br />
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And...about to be an Official Texan!<br />
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Until next time.....<br />
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<br />The Homeless Advisorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05167969177111696519noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16312469903694663.post-85290717704050356852013-08-09T18:44:00.001-05:002013-08-13T06:20:17.757-05:00Milestone And Forward....<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Today marks four years since I lost my home of some 30 years. I was NOT a product of the meltdown of folks who got homes they couldn't afford. I afforded mine for quite some time, thank you!<br />
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For four years I lived in The Sovereign Conversion Van Of Wonders. Some of those years in a Budd Lake WalMart parking lot, some not. Using addresses of friends and family to keep my driver's license alive, as well as, my registration. But that's changed....<br />
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I HAVE A HOME!!!<br />
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An apartment actually in Euless, Texas. My OWN address, my OWN home! And nothing would make me happier than to say I worked my way up. I survived and, in some ways, thrived as best as anyone could in my circumstance.<br />
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I tried to take a light hearted approach about it all when writing here. I mean, I was basically safe and pretty comfortable when in the WalMart lot. and even heading to Texas I had help from family and loyal friends. Without that support and encouragement I'd have been lost.<br />
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Here's the thing....<br />
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I can't say I "DID" this. I got a bad Set-0-Lungs and am now on disability. Certainly my C.O.PD. is largely a result of behavior (smoking), but this incident put it all over the top, I think. You can read about it <a href="http://homelessadvisor.blogspot.com/2012/05/so-i-get-this-brand-new-set-0-tires-and.html" target="_blank">HERE</a>. Subsequent to this, symptoms I had been feeling and blowing off (that) became much more intense. I chalked it up to Jersey Shore air and the "weaponized steam smelled like Italian dressing on a fruity salad, with a teasing hint of "clean". <br />
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So it's a combination of things:<br />
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MAJOR help from the following:<br />
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The Knight family<br />
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Chris and John from Flanders.<br />
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John from Warren County who kept my generator working, and replaced it when it died.<br />
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Michelle and John from Flanders who bought the big generator when the smaller one died, that Black Friday back when. They also tried to help me save my "stuff"...only later to be lost in a Storage Auction. (B.T.W. stay away from Public Storage, they are ruthless. Deal locally when getting a storage place!"<br />
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Amy in Budd Lake who was a great help from Netcong road.<br />
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Barb from New Jersey who was a steady and constant source of help.<br />
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Mo from the convenience store here in Euless, who kept me going by helping me along as time went by. <br />
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The Mitzvah Circle who helped along the way.<br />
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Mark Horvath of Invisible People who got Glenn Beck to notice me. His site is <a href="http://invisiblepeople.tv/blog/" target="_blank">HERE</a>.<br />
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Pastor Fono of The Church of Tonga (Methodist Wesleyan) who gave me support when I needed it most. If you want to help him build his church you can donate:<br />
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Pastor Salesi Fono<br />
Church of Tonga<br />
1000 Cresthaven Drive<br />
Euless, Texas 76040<br />
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(He is seeking his tax exempt status, thus any donation is from the heart and not tax deductible, currently)<br />
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Pastor Brad Carignan who brought me back to my faith and does GREAT work world wide! You can offer something to the Pastor and his wife Josie in two ways:<br />
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The Church website can be found <a href="http://www.newlifefamily.us/" target="_blank">HERE</a>.<br />
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And........<br />
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He and his wife do significant work in the battle against human trafficking via their other effort called "Rescue Her". It's world wide and a great worthy cause. You can find them <a href="http://www.rescueher.org/" target="_blank">HERE</a>. I was able to make a significant donation to them, myself.<br />
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All the folks who not only tolerated and helped me at WalMart and McDonald's in New Jersey, but also the gang at the QT in Euless who not only supported me, but when I had another radiator hose go kablooey, took a collection on the spot so I could get a new one.<br />
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The folks at <a href="http://www.soupmobile.org/" target="_blank">Soup Mobile</a> who helped me, via another charity when I had the scariest day of my life. You can read it <a href="http://homelessadvisor.blogspot.com/2012/12/shit-got-very-real.html" target="_blank">HERE</a>.<br />
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I know I am forgetting some folks...I will update at I recall.<br />
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And then there is Glenn Beck, Mark Levin, and Gov. Rick Perry .<br />
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Why?<br />
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Because these three inspire me to be more than I thought I could be.<br />
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Mark: His radio show promoting self determination versus reliance on Government. I sabotaged my initial forced application for disability not wanting to throw in the white flag. Mark is a hands on advocate for America, and his "<a href="http://www.landmarklegal.org/DesktopDefault.aspx" target="_blank">Landmark Legal</a>" foundation well worth of your support!<br />
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Glenn: For his focus on God and what I can be in spite of myself. Glenn brought me into the spotlight and inspired me to volunteer for his event <a href="http://homelessadvisor.blogspot.com/2012/07/the-restoring-love-week-and-event-were.html" target="_blank">"Restoring Love"</a> event at Cowboys' Stadium. <br />
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SIDETRACK: I know they changed the name recently, but I refuse to call it anything else!<br />
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His focus on the Constitution, as well as Mark's, is essential and important. And speaking of Glenn....<br />
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His charity effort "<a href="http://www.mercuryone.org/" target="_blank">MercuryOne</a>" , who was first boots on the ground for Hurricane Sandy and the tornadoes in Oklahoma is more that worthy of your support. <br />
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Glenn's charity also helped me when I was most vulnerable along with Soupmobile. Thanks to Joe and Ted for their encouragement and help.<br />
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And Rick Perry? Because of his K.M.A. attitude to Washington! Texas holds the promise for me to find something....be inspired to create...an effort and enterprise that transcends my lung thang....and makes me more that I think, right now, I can be.<br />
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LOVE it!!!<br />
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Anyhow.....<br />
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This is step in the right direction for me. I don't have to struggle for the day to day survival I did prior.<br />
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God please Bless ALL those who have helped me along!!!<br />
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Here's hoping this holds together....<br />
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Until next time...The Homeless Advisorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05167969177111696519noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16312469903694663.post-64096621761229438602013-07-21T11:31:00.001-05:002013-07-23T09:18:57.316-05:00Inconclusive!And that goes for just about everything right now.<br />
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My birthday, formerly referred to as "The Dawn Of The Downward Spiral", is this Wednesday. I'll be 58.<br />
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Whoopee!<br />
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It also marks one year that I have been in Texas. <br />
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Saw my G.P. yesterday and she put me back on some meds I had been able to stop, and suggested a couple of new ones. Since I have Medicaid until the end of the month, I was able to get 3 of them right away. The 4th only cost me $7.00.<br />
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I now have $3.00 in the bank.<br />
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Here's what's new:<br />
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I am on disability. I don't want to be on disability. Back in New Jersey, the state forced me to apply for it and I did what I could to sabotage that effort. I was successful. To me, it was throwing in the towel. I wanted to move forward and rebuild my life, not be stuck in the current situation and languish<br />
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I had built myself back up, before. I can be very determined. I am lacking passion, at this point.<br />
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SIDETRACK: My claim for disability here was actually made by the hospital who treated me on November 28th and 30th, 2012. The claim was denied. Not unusual for Texas. The denial rate for appeals is aroun 86%, including when using a lawyer.<br />
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The day I got the denial notice, I found some errors, some wrong assumptions, and so forth. I immediately filed my own appeal online...and won! I beat the odds!<br />
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SUB-SIDETRACK: Before anyone goes off on me, I have not been on public assistance since birth! I paid into this system for decades. So don't get started!<br />
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The point of this is, I can get stuff done in the face of oppressive odds. If you all knew some of the people and organizations I have wormed my way into, you'd be impressed. I can be formidable.<br />
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I just wish I had been able to succeed in something other than getting public assistance. As I said prior, I did not come to Texas to be on my back.<br />
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As for Mickey Mass, the prevailing (read: hopeful) thought is it is an infection and I am on a month's worth of anti-biotics. Said medicine has some significant side effects, 99% of which, to my surprise, I am not feeling. One though is knocking me on my ass at times. It makes me very sensitive to temperature and sunlight. Not helpful, being summer and all. Takes away a lot of energy from me. Haven't been able to attend Church for a few weeks.<br />
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Anyhow....my birthday is coming.<br />
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Whoopee!<br />
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Having achieved winning my appeal and getting the help I am is not something I cheer about. I am hoping at some point to find my way into something I can do or promote, and make a career again. Even though it is The Sovereign Conversion Van Of Wonders, and has housed me coming on 4 years now, it's disheartening to be living in it.<br />
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I am hoping to be able to buy a full fledged R.V. It would be a home no one could ever take away from me. I could at least be able to stand straight up in and have a complete bathroom. Found a couple of Craig's List seem just right. Priced reasonably and low mileage. As for where to park, Walmarts are everywhere.<br />
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If anyone feels moved to bless me somehow, feel free. The PayPal button is right up top.<br />
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I see these other homeless guys online via blogs or social media. One guy, in L.A. is really making a go of things and moving along. One guy, even though he got housing and stuff, is just an angry, bitter man. The 3rd is wandering the country trying to find any kind of opportunity he can, but he keeps running into road blocks. All define themselves by their living conditions...even the housed guy.<br />
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I don't want to do that. I don't want to be the "Homeless Guy". The "Handicapped Guy". I want to be...just a guy living life and moving along. Contributing, not taking.<br />
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And I so need a place to call home.<br />
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I'll keep plugging at it.<br />
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Happy Birthday, me.<br />
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Whoopee!<br />
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Oh...the way one would commemorate "The Dawn Of The Downward Spiral" is to eat a Tombstone Pizza and have a Black Russian, in case you wondered.<br />
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Thanks for reading. Until next time....The Homeless Advisorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05167969177111696519noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16312469903694663.post-72702736528194249732013-07-16T19:52:00.001-05:002013-07-16T19:52:22.147-05:00Mickey Mass MorphsThis going to be brief and not what I promised. Will get back to that, tomorrow.<br />
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Spent the day in E.R. with the usual symptoms. First check heart....which is okee dokee...<br />
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Lungs, not so much.<br />
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Seems Mickey has shrunk a bit, BUT.....has begun to define himself quite nicely. For the first time, he has been defined as "Suspect"!<br />
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Who knows.<br />
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Anyhow, I am spent and more than a bit sullen. On the upside, my veins get compliments everywhere I go. Some are admired for their beauty, talents, achievements.<br />
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I get "You have really great veins, and plenty of 'oomph'! "<br />
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Write more tomorrow and post the CAT and X-Ray images.<br />
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Until then....The Homeless Advisorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05167969177111696519noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16312469903694663.post-26748917934385566072013-07-15T20:27:00.000-05:002013-07-15T20:27:03.154-05:00In 9 Days......I turn 58. Next month, on the 9th, it will be the 4 year mark of yours truly residing in The Sovereign Conversion Van Of Wonders.<br />
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Not where I imagined myself to be when I was 5.<br />
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Some 53 years ago.<br />
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No word yet on what Micky Mass may be. The prevailing thought is infection. I am on a 30 day regimen of antibiotics. After that, a CAST scan done and we see.<br />
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Also in 9 days I will have reached the one year mark of being in Texas. Arrived with expectations of getting my life back and moving on.<br />
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I still have my life and have moved on. However not in a direction I wanted.<br />
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SIDETRACK: For those of you late to the party, the story thus far.<br />
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In New Jersey I found myself on what I call "Disability Lite". One condition of being on said entitlement was applying for Disability in the forms of "Supplemental Security Income (S.S.I)" and "State Disability Income (S.D.I.)". I was on that due to two cardiac episodes, a two week bout with Diverticulitis, and a couple of small strokes over a period of some 3 years.<br />
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I pushed off applying for full blown benefits in the hope of being able to gain my self some testicular fortitude and get on with things.<br />
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The following year, I was told in no uncertain verbiage, apply to aforementioned programs or lose everything! <br />
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I did so, halfheartedly, with result being I was turned down. I didn't appeal.<br />
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Moving to Texas was the end game for that.<br />
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Turns out, being here may just be the end of stuff. A lot has gone wrong, and gone right.<br />
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Gone Right: Had work (lost due to health). volunteering at "Restoring Love", blessed by so many people helping, got baptized and re-found faith.<br />
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Gone Wrong: Health, work, income, shelter. In HUGE chucks!!!<br />
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I don't know what to expect, anymore. Or even hope for.<br />
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Will write more, tomorrow......<br />
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Until then....The Homeless Advisorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05167969177111696519noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16312469903694663.post-66116583245581789442013-07-06T09:29:00.003-05:002013-07-06T09:29:40.062-05:00Friday, July 5th Marked.......the One Year mark of me leaving New Jersey.<br />
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Best thing I could have done! However, results have been less than spectacular.<br />
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Started out nice enough. Even found some work.<br />
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Then I got sick. REALLY sick!<br />
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I said it before, I didn't come to Texas to be flat on my back.<br />
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Still hoping for some change...progress forward and all that.<br />
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We'll see....<br />
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<br />The Homeless Advisorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05167969177111696519noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16312469903694663.post-50799298219384897172013-06-27T11:29:00.003-05:002013-06-27T11:38:30.994-05:00Ok...I Wanted To Wait Until I Knew The ResultsAs you all know, when last in the E.R. thinking I was having a Heart Attack, the folks there found no cardiac issues, but instead I had a mass named Mickey in my right lung. After that discovery, a couple of them came into my room with masks over their face.<br />
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Tuberculosis concern!<br />
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I asked them if it might be MRSA or TB, but never got a reply. I asked if they wanted to test me. No reply.<br />
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About 10 days later, I get a call from The Tarrant County Board Of Health. They wanted to have a conversation.<br />
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Seems the hospital had reached out to them, and the info they gave regards chain of events on June 7th were not quite accurate. Also, the person who called said they were trying to find me.<br />
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They had my cell number.<br />
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Anyhow, I had to go into Fort Worth and get a blood test and leave some phlegm for testing.<br />
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Blood = TB Yea of Nay<br />
Phlegm = Strain of TB to determine treatment.<br />
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If positive, I am administered IN PERSON AND DAILY prescribed meds. They insist on that so they can be sure I was taking it. I asked, what if I don't.<br />
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<b>Welcome To Club Med(ical) </b></h3>
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San Antonio, Texas! A resort for those who's lungs are a playground for bacteria, a playground for those who refuse treatment and home quarantine. Some activities there include:<br />
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<table border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="layout" id="table1" summary="Available Activities Include:"><tbody>
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<li>Movies</li>
<li>Computer literacy </li>
<li>Religious Studies </li>
<li>Computer-based reading literacy </li>
<li>Computer games </li>
<li>Reading </li>
<li>Puzzles </li>
<li>Board games </li>
<li>Playing cards</li>
<li>Video games</li>
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<li>Leather work </li>
<li>Plaster art </li>
<li>Plastic stain glass art </li>
<li>Sewing </li>
<li>Music therapy </li>
<li>Woodworking </li>
<li>Beading </li>
<li>Knitting</li>
<li>Pool tables</li>
</ul>
</td>
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<li><div>
Volleyball</div>
</li>
<li><div>
Basketball</div>
</li>
<li><div>
Gardening</div>
</li>
<li><div>
Badminton</div>
</li>
<li><div>
Croquet</div>
</li>
<li><div>
Ping Pong</div>
</li>
<li><div>
Bingo</div>
</li>
<li><div>
Horseshoe toss </div>
</li>
</ul>
</td></tr>
</tbody></table>
What could be better? I bet they have a "Turn Down" service and leave anti-biotic laden mints on the pillows. You can visit their website, maybe make reservations, <a href="http://www.dshs.state.tx.us/tcid/campus.shtm" target="_blank">HERE</a>.<br />
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So...here I am all ready for a 6 month vaca when I find out....<br />
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<h3>
<b>I'm NEGATIVE!</b></h3>
<span style="font-size: large;"><b>Phooey!</b></span><br />
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Stuck in the van! For now. That will change soon, though. Minus Woodworking and Horseshoe Toss.<br />
<br />
So, your humble narrator is NOT infectious and can mingle about the great unwashed with concern of making someone ill.<br />
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Well...with TB, anyhow.<br />
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Until next time....The Homeless Advisorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05167969177111696519noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16312469903694663.post-89373060784738070742013-06-22T18:37:00.002-05:002013-06-22T18:37:21.936-05:00Ok...So I Saw My Pulmonary Guy.........on Thursday and.....<br />
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Inconclusive regards Mickey. He isn't leaning toward cancer....won't rule it out, either.....and is putting me on 30 days of an anti-biotic, with a follow up CAT Scan in 6 weeks.<br />
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Haven't had any episodes of pain lately. Always a plus!<br />
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Will keep you all posted and thanks for reading.<br />
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Until next time.....The Homeless Advisorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05167969177111696519noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16312469903694663.post-59591776094448088162013-06-15T10:27:00.000-05:002013-07-04T06:34:03.662-05:00Howdy! It's Been A While!I have been remiss is posting after updating that I have a new part to my body. Here's what happened....<br />
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Friday, June 7th, I was going about my morning getting ready to introduce myself to a local corporation and a Social Media Summer campaign I conceived for them.Beautiful day, moderate temperature...all looked good. Then the pain started.....<br />
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It was in my back and felt EXACTLY like the pain I had when I experienced my real heart atack back in 2009, and got a stent put in. After it hit a certain level, I went to the nearest E.R. and was checked in immediately.<br />
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It was determine pretty quickly that odds were this was NOT a cardiac event. Thus, the CAT Scan and X-Ray were ordered. It was at that point, they discovered I had an infection in the upper part of my right lung, with a bonus feature of a "Mass" behind that. Said item's nature still undetermined. They loaded me up with 2 Broad Spectrum I.V. anti-biotics and sent me on my way. They wanted me to stay for tests and all, but I said no. It was late in the day on a Friday, thus nothing would be done except run up the bill, until Monday. So, back to the van for moi.<br />
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I see my pulmonary guy this coming Thursday. At that point I'll know if a biopsy will be performed, or just more anti-biotics. We'll see....<br />
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Now I am of the nature to give nick names to things. People, devices, stuff. For example I called my Food Saver appliance the Vac-U-Suck. You get the idea.<br />
<br />
I was at a loss of what to call my mass, until I was finally able to view the X-Ray on my computer, and it all came into focus.<br />
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MICKEY!!!!<br />
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Mickey Mass! Whoda' thought!<br />
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(This is REALLY my X-Ray! You can see the date in the lower right side of image)<br />
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Immediately I had the theme for "The Mickey Mouse Club" being all earwormish in my head and new lyrics came about. Before I show you those, a frame of reference is called for those too young to recall the ORIGINAL M.M.C. and not the creepy one in the 90's. Presented for your enjoyment.....<br />
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SIDETRACK: I found this FULL COLOR version I never knew existed before. Only ever saw the show in Black and White.<br />
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So I came up with this. Know it's a Work In Progress.<br />
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Who's the one, lives in your lung<br />
and makes it hard to breathe<br />
M I C...K E Y...MA-SS, that's he! (Sung EmmA-SS)<br />
<br />
Hey There, Hi There, Hack There<br />
I can hear you wheeze. <br />
<br />
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M I C...K E Y...MA-SS, that's he!<br />
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Mickey Mass<br />
(Donald clot)<br />
Mickey Mass<br />
(Donald clot)<br />
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Forever keep your platelet levels high<br />
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High, HIgh, HIGH...<br />
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You get the idea.<br />
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Anyhow...in limbo and seeing what happens. Please keep me in your thoughts and prayers.<br />
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Until next time....... The Homeless Advisorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05167969177111696519noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16312469903694663.post-66288384817876908442013-05-30T20:22:00.000-05:002013-05-30T20:22:16.384-05:00What I Learned From Lenny Bruce....<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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...well at least the movie version of his life!<br />
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A: That Bob Fosse was truly an American treasure. And Dustin Hoffman is brilliant.<br />
B. Definition of a "Schmuck" : Someone who gets out of the shower to pee.<br />
C. That using "Blah Blah" in the place of expected naughty words was REALLY funny!<br />
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SIDETRACK: When I was singing in night clubs for a living, one band I was with, "Triffid", did a song by Paul McCartney called "Smile Away". In the middle of the song I would engage the audience and get'em to sing along with me. Well, one night I came up with this whole rap about farts. What it boiled down to was:<br />
<br />
1. You came to the club to hopefully meet someone.<br />
2. You'd been indulging in adult beverage of an effervescent nature.<br />
3. Hopefully accompany that person to the local diner...this was New Jersey, after all.<br />
4. And while finally being able to talk in a normal volume, you...the male...realized, right in the middle of the diner and booth.... you had to fart.<br />
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And I would go on to describe the varieties of flatulence one could count on. <br />
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It was a BIG fav of our fans.<br />
<br />
However, one night we played a club owned by this really uptight ex high school football coach who took exception to that word....fart. Called our management the next day and said we would never play the club again, it I performed it once more that night.<br />
<br />
So...instead I used..."blah"!<br />
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It was a hit with those who had heard the song before, and those new to us, got it anyway.<br />
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Worked for Lenny. Me...not so much. It was years before we played that club again.<br />
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But I digress....<br />
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4. How not to flame out in to an ember.<br />
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Lenny was arrested over and over for obscenity across the nation. In many ways he is responsible for the broader definition of The First Amendment we enjoy today. Just because he was vulgar, doesn't mean he didn't fall on the sword and allow things we like today, such as, the free flow of information, opinion, and debate. Like on the internet.<br />
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In the last years of his life and career, Lenny took to reading the transcripts of his trials in comedy clubs, instead of doing comedy.<br />
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Crash<br />
Burn<br />
Embers!<br />
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My postings as of late have been, by and large, maudlin...depressing...a bit self indulgent with a dash of pity... <br />
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I used to come here, write stuff in an attempt try to be funny, observant, clever...etc.<br />
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No so for quite some time. And I need to change that. Not just for you, but myself as well.<br />
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Of course I'll post when something goes amiss, but certainly in a different fashion that I have been. No one likes a whiner, most of all your humble narrator.<br />
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So expect some announcements of projects I have been developing and progress in becoming a Texas for real.<br />
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Yeah, my lungs suck now. It is what it is. But I have other parts to my anatomy, and that includes my Heart. I need to spend more time talking to it. It still sees a nice future.<br />
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Here's hoping!<br />
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Until next time.....<br />
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<br />The Homeless Advisorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05167969177111696519noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16312469903694663.post-19461034719251944122013-05-27T06:19:00.002-05:002013-05-27T06:31:36.458-05:00Like A Strike Out Of The Blue....<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<br />
....I had another attack last night. One of the kind that orders my bladder to shrink itself in a way it knows best, regardless a facility to do so neatly!<br />
<br />
It's like being a fish out of water. I am gasping, getting little clutches of air, and mentally telling myself not to panic, because that only makes things a LOT worse.<br />
<br />
Fortunately, last week I had the $5.00 co-pay and picked up my Prednisone so it could be on hand. You aren't supposed to do this, but I chewed it so it would work much faster. Good thing I did, because I am convinced I'd have passed out and maybe stopped breathing at all, had it not kicked in and reduced the swelling of my lungs. And we all know what that can lead to. Good timing for me that I got Baptized last Sunday.<br />
<br />
I had a sense this was coming. Saturday breathing was labored but not drastically. Sunday morning I almost didn't make it to Church because it was getting much harder to breathe. So when nighttime arrived and it was coming on strong, I was taken aback but not surprised.<br />
<br />
On the shelter front, things have nosed dived. Recent situations with a couple of other guys here.....addicts...that stayed in the house have started to come down on my head. Both were kicked out, finally, but I find myself left in the wake. I was made to unplug from the electric, thus losing my A.C., thus losing cleaned air.<br />
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SIDETRACK: I sleep in the van because it's a lot easier to get stuff done online with all my stuff in one place. Plus, this guy doesn't use utilities like heat and A.C. at all. With minimal devices I can heat and cool in here, as well. I should note he is Tongan and has a different take on many things.<br />
<br />
He has a WAY overinflated view on what it costs for me to be here. Granted, it's not free, but for the amount of time I am parked and using power it's about $.89 cents a day. A shower costs 0.0040 each time. To him that's enormous. His point of view regards my choices are breathe air like him, go to the hospital, or leave here. (He likes to sleep outside) I do that and I have another BIG bill on my back that I can ill afford. (No pun intended)<br />
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SIDETRACK: I am not living a life of leisure here. I do a number of things for him, and help physically where I can. My abilities, physical labor wise, are no doubt compromised. I have been writing material for applications he is making for permits and such.<br />
<br />
Bottom line...I need to come up with some funds. Not just for here, but $65.00 for medicine co-pays. The co-pays I need by tomorrow, or the stuff goes back to the central pharmacy of the H.M.O. I am blessed to be enrolled in. It will take another 4 days for it all to be resent to where I pick things up.<br />
<br />
I do have some lighter stories to write about, and one in particular that's was kinda sad. However, my mind is reeling trying to get my ducks at least in the same neighborhood, let alone in a row.<br />
<br />
Oh...I had a 3 week bout with gastro olympics and have about 2 months of laundry to do. I am discovering a certain "freedom" from lack of clean underwear. <br />
<br />
Thus, today is all about fund raising via the generosity of others and seeking out day gigs I am capable of doing. Wish me luck, please, and Pray for me. If anyone wants to help, time is an issue. Best way would be a MoneyGram via C.V.S. or Walmart. You can email confirmation via: Road2RL@gmail.com.<br />
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I will need it!<br />
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Hopefully next time I can write like I used to. We'll see.The Homeless Advisorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05167969177111696519noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16312469903694663.post-9632337169342591302013-05-25T13:44:00.000-05:002013-05-25T13:44:33.082-05:00May 19th, 2013My very first Baptism in Grapevine Lake, Texas.! I felt different immediately.<br />
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<iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/hAEmuBqVTEc?rel=0" width="560"></iframe><br />Will post soon....<br />
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Hoping you all are having a GREAT and SAFE Memorial Day Weekend. Keep in mind what's being commemorated!<br />
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<span id="goog_1435555546"></span><span id="goog_1435555547"></span><br />The Homeless Advisorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05167969177111696519noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16312469903694663.post-64068194744853610392013-05-06T12:23:00.000-05:002013-05-06T12:23:32.025-05:00REALLY ROUGH WEEK!Last week began with pressure on my chest. As much as I tried on Sunday, I couldn't make it to services. Wound up spending that day, and a few following, with my face in an Air Conditioner for cold, filtered air. I reached out to my ;Pulmonary guy and to this moment still have not heard back.<br />
<br />
By Tuesday it had become unbearable and found myself, once again, gasping for every breath. I couldn't walk from one end of The Sovereign Conversion Van Of Wonders to the other without having to stop for a few minutes to try and catch my breath. Twice the spasms put so much pressure on my body, I lost control of my bladder twice.<br />
<br />
I really did not want to go to the E.R.!<br />
<br />
I made my way to the clinic that I get meds with a co-pay from to see if the doctor there would see me and hopefully give me a prescription for Prednisone. Despite my VERY obvious distress, he refused both requests. Instead telling me through his nurse to go to an E.R. or the urgent care place they run some 40 miles away.<br />
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SIDETRACK: I do NOT want to appear to diss the health plan I have been blessed with. This doctor and I do not seem on the same page. I requested, and was given, a different Physician and I see her this coming Wednesday.<br />
<br />
Left that facility and stopped by a CVS where I bought liquid Ibruprofen and allergy meds. The Ibru is an anti-inflammatory, thus hopefully would reduce the swelling of my lungs. The allergy meds, because I had a hunch.<br />
<br />
On the way back to where I am parked, I stopped at the hospital I was rushed to 3 times in the last 6 months to get the CD of my X-Rays and Radiologist's report. I didn't get but 20 feet and they had to put me in a wheel chair. I wound up being driven to the department and out to my vehicle.<br />
<br />
It was not pleasant at all.<br />
<br />
Anyhow, I started using the Ibru as well as my inhalers which brought some relief. The next day I took the allergy med and noticed a decent amount of relief. My hunch played out. Thing is, when I saw the Pulmonary guy on the 24th, I was in a good amount of distress walking to the building and down the hall. About 40 minutes into the visit they ran a test to see how much oxygen I was getting in my blood. I had to walk up and down a corridor at a brisk pace for six and a half minutes. As I rounded each time by the nurse, I had to show her the reading on the meter I carried. It never went below 90, which is good. Here's the kicker....<br />
<br />
I wasn't all that winded when I got done! It felt no more that if I was out of shape and a bit take aback. Without question, I am lacking some exercise given what I deal with. But what really surprised me was how I was not on the floor gasping.<br />
<br />
At that point I figured allergies were aggravating, thus irritating my lungs to the point of being swollen. Hence, the allergy med.<br />
<br />
My breathing right now is still no where perfect. Being out in the open as it were, the Loratadine is helpful but not quite enough to get me as stable as possible. But that's not my only problem...<br />
<br />
A dear friend in New Jersey PayPal'd me some funds to pay for my auto insurance.I wound up having to use a good amount on meds and gas, plus my Spiriva script which I pick up today with a $20.00 co-pay.<br />
<br />
I also eat, sometimes. I keep it to one meal a day for two reasons:<br />
<br />
A: Not much space inside me right now, thus keeping pressure off of my lungs.<br />
B: Don't want to spend the money.<br />
<br />
I got myself a decent meal, figuring my body is weakened from not eating enough, thus had to do something.<br />
<br />
So now I have to be out and about "fundraising" and do the best I can. I have until the 11th to pay Progressive. I am still waiting on my appeal to Disability. <br />
<br />
There is a new to me med I read about called Zymessence that's an enzyme based anti-inflammatory. The steroid based ones, over time, do bad stuff to the body. and given my experiences, I know I need something to keep my lungs quelled on a regular basis. Everything I have read about this stuff has been positive.<br />
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We'll see....<br />
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By the next time I post I should have some news about an opportunity that may be available for me to earn some money. Don't want to say too much..but it could be big!<br />
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Anyhow...thanks for your prayers and good wishes.<br />
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Until next time....<br />
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<br />The Homeless Advisorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05167969177111696519noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16312469903694663.post-21231861336405220702013-04-25T18:50:00.003-05:002013-04-26T04:00:06.824-05:00FINALLY Saw My Specialist And....The news is pretty grim.<br />
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Up until yesterday, no one had offered an evaluation of how far along C.O.P.D. in me was. Well..this guy had few words to offer.<br />
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<br />
"Bad...really, pretty bad"<br />
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That didn't help!Now understand, he was looking at info from January and the X-Rays from November. I can only imagine how things are now. (It took a few lost appointments...no gas money...no insurance on van..to finally be able to keep an appointment. Thus, the lag.)<br />
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These last few days have been really tough, as well. What was interesting, when I was in the facility I could breathe a lot easier. I had to do this 6 minute walk with a blood oxygen monitor, and my level never dropped below 91%...generally stayed around 96%. Peaked at 99%. I am thinking that maybe this part of Texas has something really bothering my lungs...allergies perhaps.<br />
<br />
Anyhow, I have to get a copy of the report next week and pass it along for my disability appeal. And I hate that....<br />
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I avoided applying for that program for a number of years. Even had this one kinda nutty woman yell at me at Camp Scooter SouthWest because I wouldn't lie and say...." what you need to say to get the money". TRUE STORY!<br />
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I can't work. I mean even driving these last 3 days has been a problem. So I am out and about as much as I can be hoping to do some fundraising in the hopes something improves...whatever that may be.<br />
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What a disappointment! I come here to change my life after all the other medical stuff I prevailed over, only to be stunted by this. Akkk....The Homeless Advisorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05167969177111696519noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16312469903694663.post-13437153713735317832013-04-12T11:35:00.001-05:002013-04-12T11:35:13.339-05:00Best Job EVER!!!!!!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Well..it would have been.<br />
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Last Saturday I was supposed to go to a full day training to be certified as a Public Fireworks Technician! And at the end of the day, after a dinner was served, we'd be shooting stuff off. I was instructed to wear clothing that was non-synthetic so that..."The E.R. wouldn't have to peel anything off my skin should there be an accident"!<br />
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Went to bed early the night before so as not to be late. Woke up......<br />
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Lungs weren't happy. I used the Symbicort puffer and that helped, but not fast enough. Suffice to say, opportunity lost.<br />
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I wasn't sure I'd be able to do the job past the training. Wanted to see how I would handle the smoke from the displays. I mean, you light and then step back. I didn't know how much smoke would be created or blown my way.<br />
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But it was worth a shot.....no pun intended.<br />
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Back in the day, the 4th of July was my Christmas! I LOVE fireworks. Anything that flies, explodes, sparkles, or make hellish noises, I'm all in. This would have been an ideal gig.<br />
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Happens....<br />
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Anyhow....I still seek some manner of employ and await the determination of my disability claim. Something I avoided with vigor through the other maladies that struck me.<br />
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Been struck by Writer's Block lately. I think it's as much from wanting to write stuff like I used to as opposed to the "woe is me" material, as well as, feeling stunted by frustration at my current circumstances.<br />
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Someday I'll write about my living situation....will be an interesting read. But in the meantime I do what I have to and hope for the best.<br />
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Thanks for reading....<br />
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Until next time.....<br />
<br />The Homeless Advisorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05167969177111696519noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16312469903694663.post-68661132169117486792013-03-26T14:26:00.001-05:002013-03-26T14:26:06.314-05:00If At First You Don't Succeed......give yourself another chance to fail! <br />
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My career as a Lap Rat at the Habitrail Clinical Studies Facility has ended with a thud! I tried pacing myself, used the new cleansing meds given me at the last possible moment and still woke up finding it hard to breathe.<br />
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SIDETRACK: There is gap that needs be in place between when I last used those meds to when I will do whatever for the study. I figured if I put off the dose to the last minute, I would have some extra breathing room....literally....to get myself to the clinic.<br />
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It didn't work out that way.<br />
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It also didn't help we have been going through a significant, sometimes record breaking, cold snap here in Northern Texas. It was in the upper 20's in some spots. When and where I woke up it was 31°.<br />
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I had to call the clinic and throw in the towel.<br />
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Once I used my Sybicort inhaler, my lungs opened up and breathing became MUCH better!<br />
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Seems now that I have a progressive, chronic, and fatal disease, my meds come with their own jingles. A melodic way to deal with illness. My malady has it's own soundtrack.<br />
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Spiriva has this lilting, violin driven tune with just a hint of optimism. Behold....<br />
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Now Symbicort goes for a perky, guitar driven melody, which finds a time to mute it's spunkiness while the possible dire side effects are described by the actor, between detailing tasks on his truck. <br />
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Unfortunately for the generics, they have neither jingles nor commercials. Maybe I'll compose something on their behalf so they don't feel left out. Kind of a "Participation Trophy" for the meds sitting in the back of the class.<br />
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My goal was to make my C.O.P.D. earn it's keep. As long as it was going to make itself known, it should at least bring in an income. Guess I am once again the sole, potential, earner in this partnership. It could at least do the laundry.<br />
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Anyhow.....<br />
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My disability application is still pending and I continue to send out resumes and applications for work I know I could accomplish. Back to the drawing board, as it were. I just want to get as much done to slow this thing down before Obamacare kicks in fully and I have to visit with The Death Panels, as they determine my fate.<br />
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I prefer to choose my own path kidz, but thanks for offering.<br />
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Your humble narrator promises you, oh faithful readers, to do my best to get beyond this melancholy stuff and write more light side-0-things material. I think I need to go exploring Texas.....<br />
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Yeah, that's the ticket. Now I just need to afford some gasoline.....<br />
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Until next time....<br />
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