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Happy New YearPosted Monday, January 14, 2013, at 8:48 AM
Happy New Year to all my loyal readers.
I would like to take this opportunity to say "Thank You" to all of you who have stayed in touch with me through the last couple months. I must confess it hasn't been easy. Many of you know my precious mother suffered a massive stroke on Oct. 22. We nursed her through until she went to be with Jesus the day before Christmas Eve. I know many of you have gone through the same thing and many of my friends are going through tough times now. Know my prayers and thoughts are with you.
We all miss her so very much and I bet I have thought of a thousand things I would like to ask her. Of course, now I will never know those answers. Let me encourage you, if your parents are still with you, find out all you can about your family history, but more importantly, love them, and above all, show them respect.
I know Mom is in a better place and is with Dad and our baby brother. She is free from the prison of pain and the foggy, cloudy mind that the stroke left her with.
Now on with what else is going on with me. You know I am a klutz and always doing silly things. This new year has not begun any differently.
Recently, when I was cooking and working up a delicious dish, little red things kept showing up. I was thinking it was supposed to be there. The longer I worked, the more popped up. I began looking at my ingredients and couldn't find anything that should be red. Boy, was I puzzled. Then, all at once I noticed my finger nails. My pretty red polish was popping off and falling into my dish! Needless to say, I had to dispose of the mixture and start over.
I had a doctor's appointment this week and I got into the waiting room pretty quickly. Normally, even if you get there early, that is where a lot of your time is spent waiting. Well, this day I didn't have to wait very long there either. Wow, things are going pretty smoothly. Then the nurse comes in and proceeds to take my blood pressure. I already have high blood pressure and on top of that, 'white coat syndrome.' Well, the nurse kept pumping the unit up and says, "umm". Needless to say, by the time it started working properly, my blood pressure was up.
Next, she starts to give me a shot. I'm pretty okay with shots, especially if they are small. She said, "You are going to feel a small sting," which I did. Then she said, "Oops!" Now let me tell you, when I have a needle in my arm, "oops" is one of the last words I want to hear. I nearly fell off the table. The medicine in the needle wouldn't release, so I had to endure two 'small stings'. I survived, and I still love my little nurse dearly.
As I am writing this column, I am doing so with a bleeding finger. I was cleaning a pill cutter and got distracted. As I was drying the cutter with a paper towel, and not paying close attention, I swiped my finger down the blade and sliced my finger. Now you know the 'rest of the story'. What a nice slicing job I did.
As we keep traveling further into the new year, I will be sharing more of my antics with you. I'm sure they will keep coming.
As you know from the beginning of Kathleen's Korner, I share these situations with you to perhaps give you a couple of laughs at my expense. If they lighten your load for just a moment or two, it is worth my silliness.
Of course don't forget my hero and hero in columns. For the new readers, these are people who have impacted my life in a positive way. Remember, you could be my next hero or heroine.
I will really miss knowing Mom will not be reading my columns and laughing at my antics. She could really tell you some good stories on me.
Until next time, I will see you somewhere in a 'korner'.
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Kathleen is a resident of Dexter. She was born in Indiana, but her parents moved their family back to the Dexter area when she was three. Other than three years she and her husband, Collin, lived in St. Charles, Mo. and ten years in Birmingham, Alabama, she has spent her life in Dexter. As you can tell, Kathleen is a people person and believes in giving credit to whom credit is due. Thus, the reason for her hero/heroine column every other week in Kathleen's Korner. As you can tell, she also like to have fun, most of the time at her own expense. Kathleen (Grubbs) is a 1964 graduate of Dexter High School and invites her friends to her "Korner."