Here are the questions and my answers for this weeks’ Share Your World hosted by Cee Neuner.
February 19, 2018 How do you like your eggs? In my chocolate cake. I don’t eat just plain eggs. I have never been able to tolerate them. What I think is funny is I never have had a problem with them in food that includes eggs.
Have you ever met anyone famous? Famous is a relative term. I have met a few international quilt teachers. I have met a few Philadelphia Phillies baseball players. I met President Nixon when I was a kid and he came through Levittown, PA. Well, he touched my hand, meet is maybe an overstatement.
What was the first thing you bought with your own money? The first thing I bought with my own money was a pair of wool shorts. I wore them until they fell apart. 🙂
What did you appreciate or what made you smile this past week? Early last Wednesday morning I awoke with a terrible pain in my left flank. The pain was so bad, that it had me nauseated. I attempted to wait it out to no avail. Finally, after an hour had passed with no improvement I decided I had better drive myself to the hospital. It’s only a little over two miles away from me.
Well, that was an exercise in futility. I made it to my living room and collapsed onto my couch. I hated to do it but called my daughter so she could take me. By the time I got into the ER I thought that I was dying.
I was taken very promptly. Before I knew what hit me they had an IV in my arm, got labs and gave me some IV pain medication and something for nausea. Once the meds took hold, I was whisked off for a CT Scan. You guessed it. I had a Kidney Stone! I have never had one before. Being a nurse, I had taken care of many patients with kidney stones. I thought I had empathy for them. NOW I have empathy. I can’t think of much else more painful.
So, what I am most appreciative of this week is that that wonderful doctor ordered pain meds. That wonderful nurse got an IV in me with one stick that I really didn’t feel, then proceeded to administer the meds. And lastly, I passed that stone on Saturday!
Better known as the Dandelion. I was outside yesterday and came across this beauty. It’s the first sign of spring here in the woods. I ran for my camera and grabbed a shot. That is not snow behind the blooms, it’s sand. So, here is my flower of the day. Afterall, most flowers were once weeds, right? 🙂
When I was young my father taught me the art of compromise. He told me that learning how to compromise was the key to happiness. He also told me that I am responsible for my own happiness. Hence, learn how to compromise.
My dad quit high school to join the army. He did not pass the physical so instead of going off to war in Korea, he joined the National Gard. But, my dad was a very wise man. He read voraciously. He could repair anything. Cars, appliances, and my broken heart. But I digress.
One of the most important aspects of life he taught me was that to be happy we all have to compromise. None of us are perfect, so we need to accept it and not continue to hit ourselves over the head about it. We also must realize that those we come into contact with are not perfect. I know a little repetitive here. 🙂 We must compromise in our expectations of others and not demand perfection. This by no means is an excuse not to do our best at whatever we choose to do with our lives. Working hard, doing a good job, taking care of each other is what is expected when you become an adult.
As far as marriage is concerned, he said, you must each give 110% all the time. He went on to say that in doing this, you learn how to compromise. He followed it up quickly by saying, compromise is in no way an excuse to put up with physical or mental abuse in a marriage. That is another story entirely.
Dad was the most giving man I have ever known. In the scheme of things what color you paint the walls is really not worth putting your foot down. He always saved the big issues for discussion, an example that I hope I followed throughout my marriage.
We can’t always have our own way. There is a time to stand firm and a time to give in. Finding those times in my life have shown me the way to be happy. My husband and I shared almost 41 years of marriage until he passed away in 2016. I guess my dad knew what he was talking about.