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I just finished cleaning the last meat off a cooked chicken.
I'm going to make some chicken noodle soup with it.
Maybe some cheese biscuts to go with.
It's fall outside and raining today. Seems like a good day for hot soup. Something to warm the body to the bones.
My mom, who is 90, is still in the hospital fighting with meningitis. She is an amazing woman. This is the first difficult illness that I can ever remember taking her to the side lines.
She is strong, so I am confident that she will win this battle.
Sometimes here lately I have wondered if what I have been going through was at first a preview of a type of what she was about to face.
It's gone through my head more than once.
And since anything is possible, and I've had a lot of very odd experiences that have ended up resembling previews of something comming, I think it would be reasonable to wonder about this as well.
Today I will get more news of how she is doing. I'm hoping she has a very good day.
First off, I can understand the wondering of what is to come. I happen to be adopted so there is not much of a record as to what to expect for me and so that gives me a bit of the willies when the doctor mentions something in passing about blood pressure or the like.
As for your mother, well, she sounds tough. My grand mothers both lived past 95, one of whom is currently 102 so I have faith that your mother will do well if she's made it this far.
Second off, chicken soup is sooooooooooo good.
I know I'm dead on the surface But I'm screaming underneath
So getting family history is difficult at best for you. Do they ever give out just medical information when you know your adopted so that you can at least have an idea of any history of illnesses?
102. wow, that is longevity. I won't hear anything for a couple of hours yet. she is 1200 miles away, and so for the moment I have been in a waiting place.
I would like to go back and see her, but as at least one relative pointed out there is nothing I can do if I did go back.
I am tied to this place and the bills don't reconize family illness.
I just need to win the lottery is all.
I like chicken soup alot, homemade is awesome. It's still cooking at the moment, and it's pretty good.:)
I am supposed to be able to get non identifying information but I put in that request about 16 months ago and still have nothing to show for it. On calling, I am informed that it takes time but that they think it should be coming to me shortly. So, I stopped calling.
In New York, where I was born, it's illegal for me to look on my own for any information without state sanction. They still have what is commonly called "Bastard Laws" designed to protect the parents from any sort of social embarrassment which basically means that I have no rights.
In order to have the full information released would be an amazing trick that involves me registering for the info (i have) and both of my biological parents also registering consent with the state. Chances are they didn't stay together so...
There are a bunch of reasons the state uses to keep the laws as they are but in the end they are a bunch of empty ideas as many other states in the US have decided to open up the records and none of the doom and gloom bull that NY says is going to happen has happened.
Would you believe that they are still saying that if children were allowed to find their birth mothers, this would ruin the woman's life, causing her harm and emotional stress. Yet it has not happened in any of the other states. In fact the overwhelming response is that of approval.
In the end, I have to live with the draconian laws and just hope that the latest twinge is not the forerunner of some massive problem. lol Makes life more interesting, to say the least.
I know I'm dead on the surface But I'm screaming underneath
Wow. I guess in this realm, that would make New York rather archaic and behind the rest of the country.
Which is in itself a rather strange notion considering that in so many other realms it's considered something of a forrunner.
I think the need to control lives by making what you need hard to get unless you get the state approval is probably simptomatic of probably the state goverment as a whole.
Maybe things will change sometime, in the mean time I wish you lots of good days.