Why I Have Two Birthdays

Chapter 1:
I was actually born on May,21,1963, but On October 14,2007 that all changed.
I suffered my first stroke and lost the first 44 years of my life.
It is very scary not knowing who you are or anyone or thing in your life.
The first thing I remember right after the stroke I was in the E.R. and my nurse asking if I knew who I was and I didn't know. I then heard her telling another nurse that I was at Bob Evans when I had it. I asked the nurse who Bob Evans was it's not a who but a restaurant.
Then the next thing I knew I was in my hospital room and a nurse came in and said Mrs. Horan your husband called and said he'll be here in a little while.
I was like o.k. so I'm married, I wonder what he's like.
Well when he walked in my room I didn't even know him.
I also learned that I was a mother of a 21 year old son Kevin and step-mom to Raymond.
A few hours later he walked in and I didn't even now my own child.
I found out several months later from his best friend how devastated he was by my stroke.
I also remember how dumb the nurse that did my in take was. I had no memory of anything and she was reading my medical history to and asked me if it was all correct, DUH. I have no memory how can I know if it was right. Some people amaze me.
I was in and out of consciousness for two days before I was even told what day it was, because no one would tell me, hoping I would remember.
I was paralyzed on the left side with no memory and blurry vision in my left eye.
Then I had to deal with learning everything all over again which wasn't fun and at times still isn't.
The "fun" part was trying foods, since I didn't know what I liked and what I didn't, because the only thing I was told was that I was allergic to coffee and that eggs and spaghetti sauce made me sick to my stomach.
after nearly two weeks in the hospital I was transferred to a nursing home/rehab center, but that dear readers is another story and it really is another story.
Well that is about it for now and I hope you will enjoy reading my future ramblings.
:)

Sleep is for Wimps

Well the last two nights I have wimmped out. The chronic insomniac went to bed before midnight and slept until 7am.
That for me is extremely unusual if I go to bed before 3am and sleep to 7:30am I'm lucky. So this has been quite a shock to my body, it doesn't know what to do with all that sleep at one time. That's the amount of sleep I get in a 24 hour period.
Now my body is screaming go back to bed you have shopping and a baby shower to go to tonight and you'll need to be rested.
I am not really looking forward to either of these things because just getting into the car takes so much out of me.
And I know I'll be so tired that I won't be able to sleep.
It's odd that The more activity I do the more exhausted I get yet I sleep less. Yes I will lay down and try to rest but my mind has other ideas, it will not shut down. I would hate to be the person whoever would want to try and hypnotize me. I think they my re-evaulate their vocation.
I can not focus and relax long for my mind to catch up. I can't even carry on a conversation long enough to know what all was said because we maybe talking about cats and my mind is thinking, "gee I wonder why men think all women want roses. I don't want roses I want Irises or Daisies"
Ergo the lack of sleep.
Even as I wright this my mind is going six different direction(two for each personality).
God has blessed me with the birthday of May 21st which is on the Cusp making me a Gemini/Taurus.
Twins and a bull what a combonation, and it really fits me.
Well dear readers I must stop for now and get back to my other computer life playing Mafia Wars and farmville on facebook.
In the immortal words of Tigger TTFN(ta ta for now).

In My Opion

President Obama is not doing a very good job and I'm glad I didn't vote for him,

But he is our President and I will support him.

Political correctness is in violation of my Civil Rights.


Women who are plus size should NOT wear shorts above the knees you look like your wearing a thong otherwise.


Make-up should been taken away from women over 65 and given back to the clowns they stole it from.

If more than 4 strangers witness a cold blooded murder and identify them same suspect that person should be put to death WITHIN 1 month of conviction.

Male Child Molesters have no rights and should have their Penises cut off with a dirty butter knife. I'm still thinking on what should happen to the women.



People should try and help at least one random person a day whether it be holding a door or giving encouragement.


You should never assume that the person parking in the handi-cap spot is not disabled, unless they get out and run into where ever they are going.


We should support our troops whether we believe in the War or not. 


People who think America is worse than the Country they came from are always free to leave, unless you are in prison, then we should just deport your sorry butt.


Marriage is more than a piece of paper it's also Social Security benefits and pensions, if you ain't married you ain't gettin' them.


Bald men can be very sexy.


The anniversary dates of 9/11, and Pearl Harbor should be National Holidays.


Elvis is and always will be the King.


Men should not wear A-line tees if they need to be wearing a bra.

No man should ever wear a speedo especially if they have nothing to put in it.


Children should teach their Parents manners, they seem born with them and only a few retain them as they get older.


Adults who drive should be required to be able to see over the steering wheel.


If you drive with your blinker on for more than a mile I should be able run you off the, since you are oblivious to what's going on around you or just don't care.

Professional Body builders look like their heads have shrunk while their muscles got bigger. and the women look freakish.

If you don't want to learn English you don't really need to live here and therefore you don't deserve any Government benefits.

My first attempt

This is the first attempt of blogging thanks to my future daughter-in-law Brooke.

I have so little to say and so much time to say it. Wait stop reverse that. Yes I like the original Willy Wonka.
As I sit here contemplating what to wright I've come to the conclusion that no matter what I wright and everyone who knows knows this is true. I have a Strange sense of humor and can be rather witty at times.
I have found out that this helps me deal with the pain I endure every second of my life, whether is physical or my husband(like you Ken I mean Love).
Life has given me many lemons and I hate Lemonade. If only it would give me a nice box of Red Rose teabags life would be so much more tolerable. I am a true Tea Totaler. I don't need to drink alcohol to act crazy, It comes naturally for me. :)
These last two years have been interesting. It will be two years since my first stroke, and the loss of of 44 years of my life.
I must say it is fun and scary relearning about my life and how to do things.
I am married(24 years) to a man who gets "upset" very easily and no one knows not even him why I married him, although we are very in-sync with each other, I don't think I would even consider marring him today.
Don't get me wrong he has been helpful lately and I know it is hard on him having to take care of me and also having to help my 91 year old Gramp and his beast of a dog(which is another story).
I have two sons Raymond who is studying to be a Paramedic at this time and Kevin who is waiting tables while he practices to be a Pro-Bowler which he is very good at.
I come from a large family yet in 2 years have only talked to 3 of my 19 living Aunts and Uncles. I have dis-owned my 2 living brothers because they are parasites. Actually that's insulting the parasites.
Well I guess this is about it for my first time blogging. I know it's a little like rambling but if you know me this is normal. :)
I hope you will enjoy my future postings.
Lisa