She is rocking a Teeny Weeny Afro feeling herself as she enters the room wearing a floral dress and pink pumps that accentuate her black beauty; they call her FIERCE and they should because she is beautiful, confident, and smart.
Tight coily curls hug her scalp as oil glistens from her coils; everyone in the room is in awe because they have never seen such a beautiful black queen before.
As she exits the room she sees their stares and she smiles, she is comfortable in her own skin and it shows; black, beautiful, confident, and smart accessorizied with a Teeny Weeny Afro.
If it doesn’t look right, question it 🤔. My son is an asthmatic and was diagnosed with bronchitis on yesterday 5/17/17; one of the pulmonary doctors prescribed him steroids (prednisone) that helps with inflammation.
When I called to check the status of the medicine prescribed the pharmacy informed me they would have to place an order for steroids (prednisone) because they didn’t have enough in. The first thought that crossed my mind was, how can you run out he only gets a small bottle. When my husband went to pick up the bottle today 5/18/17 we were in total shock by the size of the bottle and what the label said , my son is only seven years old 😲.
I understand that we as individuals tend to put total faith in our doctors because we think they can’t do any wrong but realize they are human and they make mistakes! Just imagine if my husband or I would have gave our son this dosage. Doctors are busy but when it comes to life or death they need to be more careful. I will be addressing this tomorrow with his pulmonologist!!
If you knew today was your last day on earth would you LIVE? Would you stop worrying about the cares of this world and focus on being happy, or would you let the cares of this world make you sad? All of us wake up with an agenda of what has to be done and by what time; we are not enjoying life because we are too caught up with what’s going on around us, to be frank those things will still be going on when we are DEAD. Please stop putting off today for tomorrow because there is no guarantee that we will even live to see it.
I have always been one that while cooking I am also washing up the dirty dishes as well, I never want to come back to a sink full of dishes after a tasty meal and full stomach. Some people are totally opposite and they may do their dishes after their meal, but can you really enjoy your meal if you’re 💭 about those dirty dishes in the sink? My rationality of this is I’m not savoring my meal if in the back of my mind I have more to do on my agenda so I can’t enjoy that moment. Another example would be if you’re hosting a party, would you want to be in the kitchen cooking or enjoying your guests? Ninety-Nine percent would say enjoying their guests that’s why they had the party in the first place. To truly enjoy the moment one would prepare their platters in advance so they could also partake in the food and enjoy their friends. Life is meant to be enjoyed not looked upon as a chore. Some people hate life because they don’t know about the joys of living. It’s the little things that we must be thankful for and it’s only then that we will appreciate the bigger things. Stop thinking about tomorrow, or even the rest of that day, but in that very moment start LIVING, start LOVING, and start LAUGHING in that very moment LIVE!!
Science is definitely fun and for those who disagree have never seen the look on a child’s face when they experiment with eggs, dyes, sodas , and mentos to name a few . I did an experiment with my son one Sunday and that was the beginning of “Experimental Sundays.” Every Sunday he looks forward to learning something new and he gets so excited; he is not the only one learning but I am blown away at some of the things I find on Google and YouTube. Doing experiments has also built a stronger bond between us, but everyone knows that boys love their mommies the most 🤐.
We have made play dough and done the “Coke vs Pepsi” experiment. I have been able to take the experiments I have done with my son into the classroom and do them with other little scholars who are eager to learn about science as well.
He says he has enjoyed all of the experiments we have done but his favorite was the homemade ice cream and I don’t blame him. We built up a lot of muscles shaking that bag , LOL but when we tasted the ice cream that bag shaking thing was in our rear view mirror. I think the experiment that I loved thus far was being able to see inside of an egg, amazing what vinegar can do to a hard shelled egg 🤔.
Well let’s just say that I’m researching our experiment for tomorrow and I think I am more excited than he is, IJS!!
I remember when New Orleans was hit by Hurricane Katrina and the people of the city that were displaced by the storm were called REFUGEES! I was shocked and appalled to hear newscasters who live in this country; a country that is made up of all nationalities call fellow citizens refugees. It seemed that no one bothered to pick up a dictionary and look to see what the word meant before using the term so loosely. Webster defines a refugee as “an individual who has left his or her native country and is unwilling or unable to return to it because of persecution or fear of persecution.”
Not one individual in New Orleans left because they were fleeing persecution, they left because they were forced out of their homes by a storm that took the lives of their loved ones; they weren’t fleeing the United States they were fleeing New Orleans a city inside of this country to survive; no one left because they wanted to, but because they had no other choice. It’s a shame when people in this country can fly millions of miles outside of the United States to help other countries but can’t go hundreds of miles within the United Stated to help their own.
What happened to “We the people of the United States in order to form a more perfect union, establish justice, ensure domestic tranquility, provide for the common defence, promote the general welfare, and secure the blessings of liberty to ourselves and our posterity , do ordain and establish this Constitution for the United States of America.” I remember being made to cite this in my Government class as a high school student, but I have learned it’s one thing to cite and it’s one thing to do what it says. This country has do better and doing better and being better will only start when we as a people began to treat our fellow brothers, sisters and children as equal regardless of race and religion.
April 20, 2017 my daughter was admitted into the hospital; this was the worst day of my life. I say my life because a mother is supposed to protect and take care of their child and I felt so helpless; to see my child sick and not be able to do anything. I wished so badly that I could trade places with her, that I could take her pain!! For nine days my daughter fought for her life; five of those days was spent in ICU where she wasn’t even able to breathe on her own . Everyday the doctors would come by her room and tell me how sick she was and that she could have died with Sepsis Shock! My daughter is a beautiful nineteen year with the world at her finger tips, she is vibrant and enjoys life so for her to have been admitted into the hospital and now in a fight for her life wasn’t fair. I prayed day in and day out asking God to please leave her here with me and not take her to be with him.
My daughter never gets sick so when she called me to say she didn’t feel good I thought she had the flu or food poisoning. When I heard her vomit over the phone I knew there was something wrong and when I FaceTimed her and looked at her face I knew something was seriously wrong. I called my friend Sharon and we headed to Miami; that seemed like the longest ride of our lives!! We couldn’t get to her college quick enough; when I reached her she was weak but I still was thinking it was the flu. After we loaded up the car departing FIU she laid down in the backseat and went to sleep. She seemed to be getting better until she woke me up at 4am saying she was cold and had chills. I called the paramedics and we made the trip to the hospital.
When we got to our local hospital they told me that my daughter had a kidney stone and that it was very big; 2.2 centimeters to be exact and they would transfer her to another hospital. When we got to that hospital they did another scan and seen she had not just one but two stones and the one that was blocking her urethra was 8mm. They did an emergency procedure to unblock the urine in her kidney by putting a needle in that area to drain the fluid. You would think this would take care of the problem but complications caused her blood pressure and oxygen to drop; also elevate her heart rate. They called code Sepsis three times before admitting her into ICU.
The ICU doctor couldn’t believe that she survived after having Sepsis Shock, being on a Bipap and High Flow.
My daughter went home today on April 29, 2017 with a Nephrostomy Tube; she will follow up on Monday to see where we go from here. I am a praying mother and I know God to be a healer. For those that have experienced this I pray for you, if you have never experienced this be thankful and pray for those that have. My daughter is a fighter and I know God has his reasons and I can’t question him, she is my miracle child and her present being and future being is not over because God has something great in store for her. I started the hashtag #prayforbritt because her road to recovery is just beginning.
I hate death, but who in their right mind loves death; losing a love one is heart wrenching and it amazes me when I see the strength one has when burying a loved one. Death has no age restrictions, death doesn’t care how beautiful you are and death doesn’t care if you’re rich or poor. Tell your loved ones how much you love them while you can, because life is short. I lost my grandfather in 1991 and my bestie in 1998; I still mourn for them both and I often wonder why am I here and their gone. What did I do so special that my life was spared? To my grandad and my best friend I miss you both and I will continue to keep your memory alive.
Rest In Peace