tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5931267165735338975.post3757745905754313480..comments2017-09-30T18:12:58.912-07:00Comments on words and tales from the Dirt Road: So Very Angry at YouRebecca S. Revelshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07094453006272378996noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5931267165735338975.post-49260595798487648462017-04-30T09:27:57.503-07:002017-04-30T09:27:57.503-07:00Thank you my friend.Thank you my friend.Lisa Harperhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15582130827439209931noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5931267165735338975.post-63282618130732626922017-04-16T17:58:32.484-07:002017-04-16T17:58:32.484-07:00Ramble any time you want, because what you just sa...Ramble any time you want, because what you just said, backed up a lot of what I was saying, and didn't say. I am sorry for your loss.Rebecca S. Revelshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07094453006272378996noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5931267165735338975.post-21536464998167422882017-04-16T17:33:30.345-07:002017-04-16T17:33:30.345-07:00My sister in law died Feb 5 (this year). She had b...My sister in law died Feb 5 (this year). She had been on dialysis for close to 3 years. Her last 18 months of her life consisted of doctor appointments, dialysis 3 x a day, surgeries, many setbacks, but most of all never changing her eating habits. She took her last breath at 54. We learned so much after her death. Her having to quit work (a state job) due to her health. That same health that began to go south even more after she no longer worked. She weighed 500 lbs when she died. I last saw her 5 weeks at her home before she died. I knew that day I walked out of her home it would be the last time seeing her alive. It was as if food became her sole reason for living. Now, my brother (her widower) is eating and smoking cigarettes like there is no tomorrow. Our bodies are a temple. Throw in synthethic drugs which do nothing but alter the bodies natural psychiology. Chronic conditions are covered by a bandaid-day in and day out. A magic pill that seemingly makes up for the bad diets and habits that overwhelm our cravings. Stress, it is a precursor to much. I know where you are coming from in this writing. I chose right after my RA diagnosis in December to go a different route with my future appointments. Foregoing an MD for followup and begin seeing a naturalpath physician. Three months later I feel better, and totally get the concept and how their method of treatment works. But as with any addictions, we can't make anyone else change their ways unless they want to do it. Yet that does not lessen the feelings or emotions that take over with those left behind. Forgive me for rambling but it just brough memories that are still fresh, and that continue to linger on in thrpe days, weeks, and now months after our sister in law's passing. Keeping you and James in thought and prayer. . Lisa Harperhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15582130827439209931noreply@blogger.com