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HAPPY NEW YEARS EVE!
OR...
HAPPY SNOOZE YEARS EVE!
That is how I plan on celebrating the last day of 2016! Lots of rest and plenty of snoozing... zzzzzz....
Thank goodness for getting out of the house this morning! It's always good to catch a breath 
of fresh air in order to clear the ole mind a bit! Nothing wrong with enjoying another beautiful morning sunrise, while Eric let Snoreo and Littleblue run their energy out at our local dog park. Forget needing a huge fenced in back yard. We got two ginormous fenced in dog runs at a new dog park, a mere 2 minutes from our lemonade home. Our temporary rental home is only a few streets away. At least we will be super close in order to keep an eye on any vandalism issues once we vacate our house of lemons. It is also within only a mere 2 minute drive from the dog park. Talking about some very happy fur children! Heeheeheehee...
This New Years Eve is another first for me, as I remain home for the holidays. No way! Will I risk catching any viruses going around right now. Especially when I still need to rid current infections. Eric picked up my next round of strong antibiotics and IV meds from the hospital pharmacy this afternoon. I am extremely lucky and very fortunate to be able to continue home care, away from being stuck in a hospital. God willing, if I am blessed to beat a double infection. I plan on enjoying a bit of happiness with lots of laughter and plenty of smiles! Creating more new and very happy memories in 2017 with our little family. XOXOXO
Regardless if today is New Years Eve. Eric is still scheduled to work, even during the holidays. Murderers and other bad guys still need someone to keep them in check while awaiting trial or being transferred to in and out of state prisons. I did my best to stay awake in order to ring in a New Year 2017, but of course the fatigue slowly began to take over...
Staying at home on New Years Eve? A first. Falling asleep hours before the clock strikes midnight? Another first, but still kind of funny! Heeheeheehee!
Boy, do I feel old! HA!
not sure
Since I was out like a light, along with a very tired fur gang. Eric on the other hand, was awake for the very uneasy sounds of a very unsettling, pissed off lemonade home. Scary enough, the sounds don't phase me anymore as I have taken enough pictures and kept close enough watch on every single room. I follow the voices of the walls within inside and outside. That sounds like a really scary movie doesn't it? EEK! Finding a basement wall now pushed up against a mere brand new, 2 week old hot water tank? Frightening! It's 
no wonder that the officially day we can start moving into the temporary rental home falls on 1-11, Angel digits. 
I believe with all my heart, that those up in Heaven certainly have played a strong roll in watching over our entire little family. Those involved in the selling of this hazardous property? HARDLY watching over anyone, but more so watching only their hands inside their wallets and bank accounts. Jerks. Yep, that is how I view anyone who sells a home in an extremely meticulously hidden way that this property was sold. A house that will be deemed a complete loss. JERKS. 
less than two weeks away before the rental property will be ready and we quickly evacuate anything and everything out of this doomed property. Will they demolish the house later down the road? By the opinions so far, of many, YES. We will be selling off a lot! Everything that we can, because nothing will be able to be saved. We are already carefully planning each and every process of our move. Two moves, within 2 months. This move won't be nearly as stressful and hopefully, not physically speaking either. We never did fully 'unpack' our belongings that are still in boxes, in the middle of the basement. I go by my instincts and did the very first day, within 24 hours after waking up, not being able to breathe inside this doomed house of horrors. 
sad
As the suns rays continued to give us a small glimmer of hope. It also appeared that the suns rays followed us all the way to the hospital. Eric received a few rays of sunshine blessings as we walked towards the hospital doors. Eric has yet to leave my side. He remains devoted to fight along side with me in the medical land of the unknown. It didn't take, but a mere 2 minutes, by the time our feet hit the Cancer Center floor, before being called back into a room. I didn't even have time to finish signing registration and insurance forms before being quickly called back by the oncologist's nurse. Talking about staying on schedule! This Cancer Center sure doesn't mess around!
Clearly, if anything good was to come out of a really bad, final oncology and last Cancer Center appointment for the remainder of this gal's life. Oncology patients private, confidential medical records and individual cases, most likely will never be discussed again outside of the patients room. Please, use a room for discussing any patients medical information. Preferably, behind closed doors. I really didn't need to hear what they were discussing. There was nothing that they didn't discuss, once they introduced themselves, that I didn't already hear outside of our room. My guards? UP, like the Great Wall Of China!
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There hasn't been much good that has come out of our lemonade home. A house that should had never been sold in the first place to anyone. Ever. Due to even far greater risks of a serious collapse with walls now pushing, pulling and exterior concrete splitting and sinking. We had no other choice, but to quickly secure a temporary rental property, ASAP! How temporary will it be? I sadly suspect, a very long time. Thank you to amazing friends and framily (friends who are family) in and out of state who quickly worked their magic and beyond helpful assistance. We are now in the process of once again, packing it up and moving into a far safer, rental home. Within time, hopefully I can as well, finally get some much needed rest. Actually... ALL of us! Amen. 
I go purely with my gut instincts, that to this very day, have yet to ever fail me nor steer me wrong. I also go by signs from those who watch over me and our entire little family from Heaven. When it's meant to be, it will be meant to be, you will know. Our new home was not only meant to be, but the nice couple who are renting us the home will be quickly getting it ready for us to move in no later than January 11th, 2017. Angel digits day! Yes, it's not a lot of time, but with our lemon of a home quickly sinking, pulling and buckling. We have no time. The engineer was hopeful that the house would allow for us to wait until at least a few more months, but unfortunately, 1 of the 3 walls that were deemed, 'safe,' are no longer safe. 
This afternoon, we continued to hear some very disturbing sounds now coming from the front of our lemonade home and behind the garage. These are just a few pictures of what we found, along with the basement floor now separating. Needless to say, moving much sooner, than later is a blessing within itself. This house is not safe structurally, environmentally nor with hard wood floors in the bedrooms starting to quickly separate from the weight of a very unstable house. What a very sad situation, all around, but what a tremendous lesson to learn. There are still good people left in this world that walk among us. We need to take extra, special care of those who take care of us, because sadly, there are not many of those good folks still left in this world. There is a whole lot more I would like to say about the entire purchase from beginning to end, but for legal reasons. I can only disclose so much. Pictures do say a thousand words. Even sometimes, a million words.
Eric was asked to reach out to the media, however, I am leaving that decision up to him. This is his loan, using his hard earned VA, veteran benefits. I assume, we can all learn a lesson from a very unfortunate sale of a property that should had never been sold in the first place. When your house starts talking... Listen and listen very carefully, but most importantly, closely. We never had time to call our first purchased home together, "Home." This house is far from what I would consider a home, but hopefully some day, far down the road, some one can repair what was hidden very meticulously by prior sellers and other parties involved. A fictitiously clean property disclosure and a good buddy hand shake by a VA appraiser that only lives a mere 15 minutes down the street and good buddies with all parties involved with the property, minus the buyers. Us. 
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A very special gift I received this Christmas will hopefully unlock the key of some extremely important medical questions. DNA. Yes, DNA! 
This evening, I started the process of uncovering the past, the present and hopefully, a future with family that I had no idea even existed. It's going to seem like a century while waiting, but I just know that the results are going to be well worth the wait! I never thought of the gift of DNA research?. If so, it would had most likely been at the top of my Bucket List! I can't wait to share the lab results with everyone, but in the meantime... I have no plans on giving up, nor giving in. 
d'oh
I wasn't sure if maybe one of Santa's reindeer were stuck on the rooftop this morning... Or... It was once again the sounds of one very pissed off house. BOOM~BAM! Then at the same time a feeling as if someone took a sledgehammer to the basement. Actually, more like the foundation. 
Let's face it. It isn't called being dealt a bad deck of cards, nor is it called, "Bad Luck." It's called unfortunate situations with having to deal with jerks. Heeheeheehee! OK. I have to admit. That did sound pretty funny! HA! Sadly, it's true. Maybe it is far better to be in a private rental home, so I can at least give my body some sort of break. I am sure having the outside environment coming indoors has not playing wisely with me being so darn sick. Many have mentioned the fact of having such horrible foundation problems and a home quickly sinking, that all the cold winter air could easily make anyone sick. Add onto that fact, a very compromised immune system? This house is downright, deadly. I have said it numerous times to Eric, since the first night we actually spent the night in this house, only to wake up unable to breathe. One call and less than 24 hours we quickly found out, visually, just how unsafe environmentally and structurally this house truly is for anyone. 
Those sure weren't reindeer prancing that we heard on the roof this morning, but you can certainly bet come this time next year. Santa won't need to come down the chimney, because the chimney most likely won't be here.
happy
happy
This is also the very first Christmas that I can remember having to stay home. Of course, our fur children didn't mind. Not one bit! Being home for the holidays means lots of extra unconditional love and bonding time with all our beloved fur children. Due to obvious reasons with my blood count, it was strongly advised that I stay away from crowds and any possible germs. I can't remember the last year that I wasn't able to attend Christmas Eve candlelight service, but as well the traditional manger scene and homes decorated with beautiful Christmas lights. I will have to visit beloved friends and family, placing holiday flowers at the cemeteries during another day. Sadly, it won't be during Christmas.
This year marks the first in not being able to stay true with any of our holiday traditions, but we still vow to do our best with what we got. Sometimes, that is all you can do and do so with lots of laughter plus a smile or two! 
chillin'
Tis not a good day, but I have been very fortunate to had gotten a few good days this week.
Thanks to everyone who reached out to Eric over the past few days. Especially the outpouring of support from local and out of state motorcycle clubs who honor our great Veterans. From the Night Hawks, Warrior Brotherhood, Men of War and Combat Veterans are just to name a few. Thank YOU for assisting all of our brave men and woman of the armed forces! 
Less than 3 days away?!
With Christmas just a few days away.. It's time for some fun! Time to place all our cares and woes aside in exchange for some laughs, smiles and far happier holiday festivities!
super comfy robe that actually won't scare the deer when I step outside to feed them early in the morning. Heeheeheeheehee!
Thank you big Sis, hubby and fur children for such a neat kitchen wall clock with a very special message. Now we both have matching clocks so every time we look up at the time. We are reminded of all of life's blessings. Indiana time and Texas time! MUCH APPRECIATED! 
"I can't believe she is sick. She sure doesn't look sick." HA! It's sure not chemo or radiation that continues to allow for me to pull the wool over everyone's eyes. I refuse to look how I feel. If I am looking like hell, you sure won't be seeing it! BAH.
Mind you. I did a sage cleansing of the house a few hours prior and really wasn't expecting anything, but to make sure all the equipment was still working and not damaged during the move nor the cold drafts in the bedroom closet. As I sang along to holiday carols, several pieces our equipment instantly began to come alive. 
Heaven.