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I was blessed to get a bottle of Green Tea diet supplements, but I am scared to death to try them. Why? It’s not like I don’t drink green tea all the time. I am just wondering what the concentrate in a glass of juice is going to taste like/do to me. I mean, if I put it in a cup of tea, won’t that defeat the purpose? Wouldn’t it become like white noise to the green tea itself? I wonder if anyone else has used it and found a large difference between the tea and the supplement.

In light of all the why in the world would I care news like “Sarah Palin separates her clothes from the RNC’s clothes” and “Palin thought the election would be closer”, it’s good to see something like this:

A possible cure for AIDS

I think it’s about time someone did something about the AIDS epidemic other than medicate patients to the hilt. There was once talk the combination of epilepsy drugs and AIDS drugs would cure a person. Now they have actual proof that a bone marrow transplant can cure AIDS. I hope they don’t let this die a quick death like they did with the epilepsy drug theory.

I have been shopping around for an alternative to the health insurance provided by my husband’s job. I was reading about some sort of health care sharing program that is only like $173 a month for a 3 person family. It’s not insurance, so it really makes me wonder what it really is all about. I have also been asking friends what they pay. I have to ask my buddy Marcus how much he pays for North Carolina health insurance, and see if it’s comparable. It is always good to get a bead on what everyone else is having to pay out of pocket for this sort of thing.

Got a call late last night that my mother in law is in the hospital with a blood clot or re-ruptured spleen…in PUERTO RICO >_< ... We need your prayers, especially since none of us can just drop our lives and fly to PR any time soon. She and my father in law were due back in USA proper this Thursday coming. Now, I don't know what is going to happen.

UPDATE (5:25pm) they found water in her lungs and a mass behind her ribs. they may have to operate. there is no more bleeding or clots, but they found those things and a severe bladder infection.

Okay, they sent her home with no real reason why. They were like “well we dont do the surgery on the weekends, no point in you taking up a bed” .. but then they say WAIT TILL WEDNESDAY? How long are their weekends? I could swear that it was only Saturday and Sunday. If they had just done the surgery when they were supposed to, this wouldn’t be happening. I have to trust that God has a plan in all this waiting, that there is some higher reason we don’t know about as to why they keep putting off this “urgent” surgery. I know one thing, Grandmom will need to look into Vegas vacations after all this is over, so she can go take a powder for a while. I feel bad for her more for the ups and downs of waiting right now than anything. My in-laws return on Thursday of next week, so they are really hoping that the surgery is no longer postponed. It’s the whole reason they took this emergency trip over to Puerto Rico in the first place!

They postponed the operation to tomorrow. *sigh* Please continue to pray for her … she is at peace and knows that God is with her in this time of struggle. We all appreciate your continued spiritual support.

I think I have a few of the seven dwarves lurking around my house …or at least inside my head. These allergies are kicking my butt! It’s cold in my house, too. I don’t know that this is helping me. *sigh* I just love the change of the seasons. I am too cold to eat so I certainly won’t need any weight loss pills! All I have been doing is drinking tea, coffee, and cocoa like there is no tomorrow. I am thinking about getting my cold self up and fixing myself a cup of green tea right now.

I am sitting here, wishing for words to type. I feel like I am on the verge of going bonkers. I am looking around my house and I can’t do much about the converging mess that is creeping over the floors like growing vines. I want to scrub things, but I can’t without feeling as though I am busting a lung. Thank God this can’t last forever. My futures trading up or down: either I get well or I don’t. I feel promise, but it’s so hard to feel that promise the whole day. The night sets in, the pains increase, the chills hover around my fingers trying to cling to my skin. I can feel them…trying to take hold, but the fever is gone. Why does it continue to try and plague me? My brain is higher than my head, floating on the essence of my existence.