There's an expectation that people are supposed to be happy this time of the year. If not, you're labeled as a Grinch or a Scrooge who is ruining the season for everyone else. I understand it's not possible to be happy all the time, even when people think you should be. A glass of eggnog,… Continue reading Happy Holidays?
So far, I had a bumpy ride (not literally) to the hospital, a blood transfusion and thankfully did not have leukemia, as the doctor considered I might have. By the fourth full day, I was ready to get out of there. There was a new doctor on duty for my floor and I was waiting… Continue reading It’s probably a panic attack (it wasn’t) – Part 4
Thursday's post was a heavy one, plus this has been a hard week. Here's a little graphic I made on Canva with a few ideas on how to take care of yourself this weekend. I'll probably try at least numbers 2 and 5. How about you? © 2021 Dimples and Grins. All Rights Reserved.
By this point in my experience, the doctor in the emergency room figured out that I needed a blood transfusion, but why did I need it? That was the major question. I hadn’t had any recent surgeries or major injuries where I would have lost a lot a blood. I answered a series of questions… Continue reading It’s probably a panic attack (it wasn’t) – Part 3
(Note: I am posting this on the one year anniversary of the initial event.) I made it through the first part of my journey, which was getting to the emergency room. At this point, I still don’t think anyone took me seriously. After checking in with the office, despite all my symptoms, I had to… Continue reading It’s probably a panic attack (it wasn’t) – Part 2
Note: I greatly respect the medical field, but this part of my experience tells of my awful encounter trying to get medical assistance. This is a long essay, so I am going to break it into 2 or possiblely 3 parts. There are times in my life when I sense something is wrong. Like when… Continue reading It’s probably a panic attack (it wasn’t)
An eyelash in the eye is uncomfortable. Anything else is excruciating. I cannot fully explain the story of how I ended up with a pigeon’s egg in my eye, but I’ll try. It was a warm day, and I was riding my tricycle in the backyard. I was around 4 years old. My mother was… Continue reading 🥚How did that end up in my eye?🥚
My hair has always been very thick, except when I was a baby and had very little hair. I hated to have my hair washed because it seriously felt like my mother was trying to drown me in the sink. I would fight her the entire time and we both would end up drenched by… Continue reading Flashback Friday – Getting my hair washed was a battle
I mentioned before that I was a dramatic teenager. I have to admit that I was also a dramatic child. Growing up, one of my favorite activities was dancing. I never had lessons, beyond one summer of tap, so I was mostly self-taught. I particularly loved trying to imitate Janet Jackson, Paula Abdul and Madonna.… Continue reading 💃🏾Flashback Friday – I’ll Never Dance Again💃🏾