Par Boiled Fanny

Yes yours truly master of home repairs and as dense as a tree was at it again today. One needs to know that me and ladders do not belong in the same universe, I get on one and by the time I reach the second step on it I am 30 pounds lighter. Today we started on clean the outside of the house, redoing the pation and th driveway. Well do to my immense brain power I got on the roof to wash down the roof and upstairs portion of the house.  Well sitting on the roof was a bit on the hot side. Did you know that when you spray down a roof that the sun has been beating down on the water turns to steam, well I do now. As this small river came rushing down the roof towards my secure spot, it reached my butt, yess my backside, and it cooked it. I felt like I was sitting ing boiling water, guess what DAH i was. I am fighting this disease the best I can, but the longer we go down the road, the more I find out what I do not know that I thought I knew, before I found out that I did not have the first idea about it.

Lately when I get up I am not able to finish crossing that bridge from sleep to being fully awake. I was talking with my ologist this week and he asked if I felt like I was is a fog.  Well the answer is yes, the above is proof of that.Things are just not clear to me any more and I stop more in the middle of things then I did before and wind up doing something else. Each day I decide to write on here and say I should write things down before I post so I remeber what it is that I want to say. GREAT IDEA, problem is I sit down to do it and forget what it was I was going to do, welcome to dreamland.

Well I need to stand right now so you all be good to yourselves and THANK You for helping me win the new award posted on our blog. This is your victory as well.

God Bless & Keep You & This Country of Ours!!!!
joe

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A Prior Post if You Will. With Added Comment.

A Warrior's Lament:    (by j.v. potocny)

                                                                   

I kneel before thee

Upon bended knee

My battle axe rusts upon a tree

The Steed that served me well

Now runs free and frail

He served us both with grace and might

Let him rest well each night

There is no deadly mace

That you can see before my face

Gone is my shield which I cannot hold

All that is before you is my sword and face

I have stood tall in all battles

With You I have won and battles song sung

Many with scars some with none

Since a child I have fought the fight

Now I wish for it to end this night

My strength is dried up and gone

No longer does exist that fierce warrior in me

I long to face only Thee

This battle I am in is lost and so am I

So before You I am on bended knee

Prostrate would I lay

But this body is to broken and brittle this day

So I lay before you all I have left

Worn, beaten, yearning, to you I give my soul

No longer in the dust of battle let me roam

I await You and Your Hand to take me in your time

I pray Thee take ME HOME

In Your Name Amen.

This more reflects my wishs of today and my feelings. I no longer like it here. I no longer communicate with those around me well. Most of the time I am in my own little world and do not want to be bothered by anyone. My wife has noticed more and more that I am not with those around me. This is not a friendly world it rather sucks. Things I once enjoyed are a chore, getting things done takes it seems like years to me. It feels at times like my brain is being crushed or squeezed down. It is not a headache but a sensation of being pushed out and away.

God Bless & Keep You & This Country of Ours!

Joe

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Reading Blogs

I spent sometine today reading some friends blogs and leaving my ever uplifting comments. But you folks that change your links, dam tell me so I can keep my list correct. I list you so others can read as well. Hopefully the remaining 6 people I have invited will have the balls to post and the others will continue.

• I would post daily if I could remember, but I start processing an entry and it starts one way, goes another, then turns left and winds up in the back forty, lost and me with it. Hope the changes are to you liking if not to bad, deal with it.
• Like a legal pleading now.
• Find days are slipping by quicker.
• The brain is getting bluer. Always wanted to be a blue blood, but I have obtained higher standards I am a blue brain, Ok a dumbshit.
• I was at my mens support group the other night, one of the guys there mothers has AD and wwe talk about it and he told me once that you could hardly tell, but his family insisted. He sees her every couple of months or so. Just got back and said he spent 4 hours with her and he was her brother and did not know what town they were in. He was a bit taken back. I asked is she about 4 years or so out from being labeled, he said yes and that she was on Aricipet (wonder drug, not). He asked me why and I told him the truth, she is on schedule. Also the A drug was for well toilet bowl cleaning in my opinion and many others. We hugged I cried for him and prayed for her to be set free soon. These are the real stories of AD not the commercials on TV or the movies, this is what it really does to us. Like a thief in the nite it suddenly takes what it wants when it wants.
• God Bless & Keep You & This Country of Ours! (The Rest of The World Needs Help Also)
• Joe

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HE/SHE - HIS/HERS

Confusing title, well maybe.  See my wife told me the other day that one of the earliest problems I had after the diagnose was made, was keeping genders straight. Apparrently then and now when I talk about her I am talking about him and so on. Maybe this is why I never had much luck dating in my early years.

The last few days I have felt kind of lost in space and not sure of what I am exactly up to or doing. But I have not met any green people lately.

Will be attempting on working on changing my blog, the look and such, hopefully I can test it somewhere to fix the mess ups. Hope to make it so that those who read it can also blog on it. Maybe open some discussions or give some of you a place to say what you need to. Will see what happens.

Time to put my brain to rest again before it attacks me.

God Bless You & Keep You & This Country of Ours!
Joe

P.S. Do not feel like I do not appreciate your emails, I have been very bad lately at answering. Starting not to even turn this beast on anymore.

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Grandparents Again!

Yes at 10:26AM our 7th grandchild was born. His name is Lucas, by emergency C section. 2 months early. We are leaving for Petaluma, early tomorrow to help or do what it is grandparents do do.

Fish pond disaster after our storms, but what the heck we are fixing, repairs now on hold.

My brain hurts and is not handling this well. Till next time.

God Bless You & This Country of Ours!
joe

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To You Who Care For US!

This is my Thank You to all of you that give care for those in this World I live in.

Strange this may sound, but when we are set free from this disease, something really wonderful happens, YOU TO ARE SET FREE. The great burden you shoulder with us on a daily basis, which can be unbearable at times, is lifted from you. You once more are blessed to live your life. Maybe caring for another, or just getting a very well deserved rest for your heart, soul, mind and body.

From thos stil in my world and those that have been set free: THANK YOU11

God Bless You & This Country of Ours!
Joe

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What is a Friend?

I have become very confused oevr this. It seems that what I think (have to be easy there) and others is different. Maybe because it is more difficult to talkto me and keep things on track and the fact that I get angry easier has changed things betweeen me and others. I always thought and still do that you are honest totally with a friend and not afraid to be calllled on your BS and not afraid to call them on it. That seems to be a problem in theis world today. It is costing me friends. Even trying to explain things to them doe snot work. I guess this is going to be a new part of my life that I am going to have as this keeps getting harder.

I am still waiting for pics and info to start the memorial post for those that have proceeded me and are now at rest. I think they are the faces of this disease. Their fight was bvaliant and brave, they fought and tried against a foe that is not beatable at this time. They are my heroes for hanging in ass long as they could. They helpeed to pave the road I have to travel and I thank them for making it a little easier for me. The millions that suffer now and to come are my family now.

This is my story on this blog, but I want it to be a home for you as well. That is why things haveeeve ben changing and will continue to do so. Those of you that take care of us extreemely unpredictable persons, need an outlet and I am going to try and succeed with you help making this blog one outlet for you. It maybe moving to more of a website and changing the address, so that it can be more interactive for you who take the time to read my ramblings and need to converse with otherers in your position.

I have to stop now, my brain is not holding thoughts rifht now.

God Bless You and This Country of Ours!
Joe

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Pushy Friends!

I am glad I have some, they help remind me of what my postit notes seem to fail to do. I have not written in while. I have been elsewhere lately, not ecxalty sure where, but I have been there. Getting more tests, health is well not what is used to be. Age this disease, rotten lyfestyle when I was youndger who knows, I do not. What is starting to show more offten then not, is I have no idea what day it is and yesterday seems not to have happened. Hard to explain. But there is no longer any time frame in my brain to connnect things to, so they all seem recent and mixed up. True moments of knowing exactly what I am thinking or doing are growing fewer by the day. This is not a lot of fun and am starting to looose my humor about it. But I am getting to meet someone new each day in the mirror, so I guess that is ok.

God Bless You and This Country of Ours!
Joe

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A Special Request.

I would like to add a slide show to the side of my blog. I want to make this a memorial to those who have passed from this disease. So I am asking you to email me a picture of a friend or loved one with their name and birth and deceased years so I can make the slide show. I would like to honor those that have gone before me and paid the final price of this disease. Maybe their faces will prompt those who visit this blog to take some type of action or get involved some way to get those needed to help out (government????). I hope this is not offensive to anyone, if it is well then.

Thank you in advance. jolynn1@cox.net is the email to send to.

God Bless You & This Country of Ours!
Joe

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New Chat Room

Hopefully you will note the new chatroom feature. You click wait for the chat request to appear, you put in your name or alias short discription and click chat. The room has room for more that one person. So I may or not may enter the chat. Please feel free to be open about why you are there. GIVE PEOPLE A CHANCE TO ANSWER. Try hard as it may or will be not to talk oevr one anotehr. I can it is my chat room. The LIVE CHAT will probably leave as this only alllowed one to talk to me at a time. I hope caregivers that are on at the same time as us looney tunes will enter and share. I am trying to make this site yours as well as mine, hopefullly we can all learn from each other.

God Bless You & This Country of Ours!
joe

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Friends You Got To Love Them.

This came from a friend of mine, who knows there is not much upstairs anymore and that I love old jokes and humor.




A distraught senior citizen phoned her doctor's office. 'Is it true,' she wanted to know, 'that the medication you prescribed has to be taken for the rest of my life? ''Yes, I'm afraid so,' the doctor told her
There was a moment of silence before the senior lady replied, 'I'm wondering, then, just how serious is my condition because this prescription is marked 'NO REFILLS'.'
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An older gentleman was on the operating table awaiting surgery and he insisted that his son, a renowned surgeon, perform the operation.
As he was about to get the anesthesia, he asked to speak to his son. 'Yes, Dad, what is it? '
'Don't be nervous, son; do your best and just remember, if it doesn't go well, if something happens to me, your mother is going to come and live with you and your wife.'
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Aging:
Eventually you will reach a point when you stop lying about your age and start bragging about it.
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The older we get, the fewer things seem worth waiting in line for.
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Some people try to turn back their odometers. Not me!

I want people to know 'why' I look this way. I've traveled a long way and some of the roads weren't paved.
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When you are dissatisfied and would like to go back to youth, think of Algebra.

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You know you are getting old when everything either dries up or leaks.
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One of the many things no one tells you about aging is that it is such a nice change from being young.
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Ah, being young is beautiful, but being old is comfortable.

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First you forget names, then you forget faces. Then you forget to pull up your zipper. It's worse when you forget to pull it down.
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Long ago when men cursed and beat the ground with sticks, it was called witchcraft...
Today, it's called golf.
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Two old guys are pushing their carts around Wal-Mart when they collide.
The first old guy says to the second guy, 'Sorry about that. I'm looking for my wife, and I guess I wasn't paying attention to where I was going.'
The second old guy says, 'That's OK, it's a coincidence. I'm looking for my wife, too. I can't find her and I'm getting a little desperate.'
The first old guy says, 'Well, maybe I can help you find her. What does she look like?'
' The second old guy says,' Well, she is 27 yrs old, tall, with red hair, blue eyes, long legs, and is wearing short shorts. What does your wife look like?'
To which the first old guy says, 'Doesn't matter, let's look for yours.'

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Lord, Keep Your arm around my shoulder, and Your hand over my mouth!

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Who & What Am I Becoming?

There once was a tmie I could answer that but not anylonger. I have for the last several months porued myself into trying to start some things for the family to help make their financial future better. However, I remember the comment I made in the HBO thing, Once I was a genius, now I'm not. How true, it seems that once what I touched I mad work and well, now it goes to hell in a hand basket. My thoughts seem to be of the same charge and push each other out of the way, leaving avoid for confusion. That is the disease at work and having a good time of it. I find myself much more pissy and angry now, but I try to keeep the old trap shut and carry it alone. I am beginning to understand why we in this World of Ours, just sit alot and say nothing or just wander. We no longer have a grasp on things, what is real is it, I don't know any longer. I do not want to say things to family and friends because I don't want the constant hovering or them walikng on eggs. Frankly i do not know what I want, who I really am, where I have been or am going. Things from the past seem to be from yesterday and yesetrday seems to be the past. I feel truly helpless for the first time in my life. Where do we go from here? Down the tunnel.

God Bless,
Joe

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To All True American's - Happy July 4th.

TO ALL WHO HAVE FOUGHT AND DIED FOR OUR FREEDOM. THIS IS OUR TRIBUTE TO YOU! THEY WILL CARRY ON FOR YOU AND CONTINUE THE FIGHT REGARDLESS OF THOSE IN WASHINGTON THAT WANT TO SELL US TO ILLEGALS AND CHINA.

Our Country is based on the Christian and Judeo principals, no matter what the "I'm Just A Boy From Kenya" has to say. I am not normally this political on my site, but this man and the present congress are not worthy of the support of REAL AMERICANS.

So let me have it back. Just remember I will forget it and go on with what is left of my life and brain, you will be living in yours. Little AD sarcasim.

I hope YOU ALL have a geart 4th of July and remember why we have our freedoms that others even here what to take away from us.

God Bless You and This Country of Ours!
Joe

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We Will Always Remember!!!!!!!!

Lest we forget why we are FREE!!!!! To OUR TROOPS and FALLEN COMRADES, I Salute You.

God Bless You All & God Bless Our Country!!!
Joe

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No Where To Go--------

The picture is of me and my elsdet granddaughter. She is 6 today, Ms. Emma Nichole.

I have ben trying to get stuf done on my computer today, but I am just lost as to what I am trying to do. Postit notes allover the place, printed emails to reed and get throug. Just is not working. I haven sitting here looking at my note that saays blog and trying to get to this. Sometimes I just feel completly lost and have no idea where to go to do things. I feel like the odl brain is really slowing down and it wants to go somewhere and not with me. I just dont want to. Whateles can I say.

God Bless You and This Country of Ours!
joe

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speaking my mind????

The littttle one is my one granddaughter Lillian. You know I am finding it more and more diffficult to maintain images in my mind of those I once knew and loved and even those that I care about and love now. A feeling of urgency is starting to take hold in my life. What it means I do not know. All final arragnements have been made and paid for, so that is not a concern any longer. I do not want to be around people much anymore, it is gettinng harder to tolerate them, I am sure I am no prize either now, probably neverr was. At first I told this disease of mine, that you may win, but you will know you have been in one hell of a fricken fight. Seems I am the one with the wounds and they don't heal or go away. Well soo much for my rambling.

God Bless You & This Country of Ours!
joe

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Something For You.

If you look to the right you will see that if you have a proble reading joeneese, You can translate my blog to different languages now. Have fun. When page switches and says TRANSLATING IN BLUE click on it and it will switch back to the blog in the language you picked.

God Bless You & This Country of Ours!
Joe

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Just Another Day in Paradise!

No wonder it took so long to get to the truth, I went to the wrong medical practioners. I received the following from a friend.

TWO DIFFERENT DOCTORS' OFFICES

Boy, if this doesn't hit the nail on the head,
I don't know what does!

Two patients limp into two different medical clinics with the same complaint.. Both have trouble walking and appear to require a hip replacement.

The FIRST patient is examined within the hour, Is x-rayed the same day and has a time booked for Surgery the following week.

The SECOND sees his family doctor after waiting 3 weeks for an appointment, then waits 8 weeks to see a specialist, then gets an x-ray, which isn't reviewed for another week
and finally has his surgery scheduled for a month from then.
Why the different treatment for the two patients?

The FIRST is a Golden Retriever.
The SECOND is a Senior Citizen.

Next time take me to a vet! (PLEASE)

God Bless You & This Country of Ours!!!!
Joe

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Hurray For Tuesday!!!!!!!

Yes normally I post how cruddy things are but Today is different. It is time to say Happy Birthday to the newest member of our family, Ms. Kiaya Lynn Patterson, born Tuesday 1/27/2009 at 2:56 PM. Towering over the Empire State Building standing 21" tall. Yes and you guys best becareful she weighted in at a solid 8lbs 14oz, more than capable of slapping you one upside the head if you get fresh. Please join these grandparents in wishing Morgan & Ross, along with Kaiya, Chase & Lilly all of God's blessing and happiness.

God Bless You & This Country of Ours!
Joe

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Lost In Time!

I have jsut relized that we are already at the 10th of January. A new president willl take office in ten days I think it is. When I first got the wonderful news of this new paradise that I am to lvie in, it did not bother me too much. I felt that as with ofther things it was just my turn, deal with it. It was not bad at first I had many good days with small moments in them and then days that just who the hell knows where I was. But they have seemed to merge together. Truly I have a proble with what day it is, even though I keep a calendar by my computer and mark the days off. I have gone back to sticky notes, but the real kick is remembering to use this stuff. I am not angry with the condition, but it really plays hell with you. I do not venture out alone, who knows where I will be. I find spending lengths of time with outrthers becoming quite uncomfortable and extremely distracting. My patients, which I never had, just does not handle it well. I am loosing my train here, so I guess I will go wait for a bus. Catch Ya later.

God Bless You & This Country of Ours!
Joe

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