One of the things we did at the conference...
Was film this. you know the drill!
Now for a public service announcement form Origins-USA!
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National Adoption BEWAREness Month
Origins-USA, a national non-profit dedicated natural family preservation and support of families separated by adoption commemorates November as National Adoption BEWARE-ness month.
November became National Adoption Awareness Month in 1990 to focus on the needs of more than 100,000 in foster care who cannot be reunited with family and who might benefit from adoption. Unfortunately, the needs of the very children adoption was intended to serve are all to often overshadowed by those procuring infants to meet a demand.
Infant adoption is an often corrupt, multi-billion industry that needs caution and restriction, not promotion or encouragement.
Origins-USA urges all concerned about child welfare and family health and stability to BEWARE and BE AWARE:
* Globally, 80% of children in orphanages have family.
* Poverty – not abuse, abandonment or neglect – is the major cause of family disintegration.
* Child trafficking in adoption is a huge concern globally, causing more than a dozen countries to halt adoption temporarily or permanently.
* Origins-USA supports UNICEF position that “adoption should always be a last resort” and that every child has the right to know and to be cared for by his or her own parents, whenever possible.
* Supporting adoption, more often than not supports racketeers and baby brokers – fueled by demand - who steal and kidnapped babies and sell them to “orphanages.”
* There is currently no way to distinguish reputable adoption agencies from unscrupulous, untrained, unlicensed adoption practitioners who scam and exploit all parties to adoption
* Adoption is not a “win-win” nor does it guarantee a “better life” – just a different one
* Adoption leaves children and their families with lifelong, irresolvable issues of loss
* In all but four states, those adopted are denied equal access to their own birth certificate and have access only to a falsified certificate.
Origins-USA encourages adoption BEWAREness in separating the reality of adoption from the hype of those of profit from family disintegration and the redistribution of children. We urge instead more emphasis on humanitarian efforts of family preservation.
On November 30th, Origins-USA commemorates the culmination of National Adoption BEWAREness month, with “Strange and Mournful” Loss Day.
CONTACT: Mirah Riben, PR@Origins-USA.com
www.Origins-USA.com
FOR CONTACT ONLY: 732-329-3769
Legal does not mean Ethical....
I know that I am always the optomist..sometimes to the point that I wonder myself if I really need a reality check. But someplace in my heart, I do believe that I am right. I think I have to be right. That adoption has got to change. That I will see it in my lifetime. That the millionth monkey will learn and understand and listen to our cries and our pain. That someday, we reach the tipping point and critical mass will be achieved.
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And now you have to go to that other blog to read the rest!!!
So a temporary move...
So one of the things i have been working on.. I have applied for addmittance to Empire State College..and I have been accepted. Now, I had no idea how i was going to pay for all this Before I broke the arm, but now I am really shlumped..so I am loking at all kinds of scholarships.
one of them..get this..progressive blog thing...the idea that one blogs..and then based on WHO comes in and
how Many clicks each entry gets.. i can get 1000 bucks!!! wooppeee!!
so i made a blog there..and until dec..thats where i will be!!!
I get points for comments..and all too...so PLEASE..go read..comment...help me!
Nasty Bones
yeah, so that actually IS my arm..but after they squised it back together. In official terms they call that "post reduction"..i call it hurting like a mofo!
Before they pushed the broken part back together, the bones were at angles from each other.
more like this..though this is not my arm..We went to the real ortho today. Same guy, Barry, that took care of Garin when he punched the wall in January. Bedside manner of a toad says Rye, but good with wrapping boo boos says I. Now this conversation is aperfect example of what medical care is in our country.
DOC: This is a bad break. you really need surgury for this. You need a rod in there..otherwise you will have less range of motion, your shoulder will freeze up.
ME: Yeah, well we are part of the growing group of millions of American's who have no health insurance.
DOC: oh.
yep, thanks to the shrub...i get subpar treatment..shrubpar....lol..not.
Really, its a amazing feeling..when you realize that you get treated lesser due to lack of money..not your worth as a human..not that we give people the best medical care there is, but the most they can afford.
So, far from the favored steel rod surgery that would make my arm straight and strong, I got wrapped up in cotton gauze, fiberglass, and Ace bandages again. I feel like humpty dumpty. I feel not good enough again. Not worth it.
Damn thing still hurts. Very uncomfortable. Now I am coughing from not smoking..ohhhh that really shakes up my bones. And I get muscle spasms.
The good news is, Barry the bone guy, after moping coz he can't stick metal in me, said I can go to DC for the conferance.
omg! so i am looking up this dumb bone that i busted..and wow..bad bone...look at all these terrible stories..man, i thought an 8 week heal time was long...this is looking like...new year?? I think this makes me offically done with the resturant business?..hmmmmm
Step stools & steer skulls equal disaster.
So we all know how much I dig Halloween, right? A old Goth chick's dream come true...dress up decorate...yummmy!
So one of the things that i have had on my to do list has been to get out my HW decore and get it up. I have a reputation in this neighborhood after all..and people have been asking. I wanted to get started on Sunday/ Mon past as they were my day off, but i had a stomach buggy thing..and puked..so i feel behind. Plus, I am trying to get a crap load of other stuff done now....PR and promotion for RegDay, the ethics conf in days...ugg.
Anyhoo...so I began the project Friday afternoon. Had the urge to get some more new things..my lights were being funky, couldn't find my yarn to weave spider web on the porch. So Frioday evening I was happy to get out of work early...had time to stop by evil Walfart on the way home sand check out thier stuff. And when i got home, bags in tow, i was happy to putz about, unpacking my new stuff, etc.
Now Rye had had a few beers, and was popping back and forth between neighbor's abodes. I enjoyed the nice
oct night aitr, hung my lights, green this yerar, admired my new tombstones, and then, the last thing I was going to hang ...the real steer skull trhat hangs over the front porch stairs.
I'm just a bit too short.
The skull is pretty heavy and bulky.
I lined up the step stool , very, very, close to the edge of the stairs. Climbed up, blindly felt for the nail and hooked the skull...but..it was just quite hanging the way it should. So i applied some pressure..and it gave way..
and i jolted..
and the step stool..very very close to the edge..was just too close..
and it folder up while i still stood on it..and i surfed the step stool to the bottom of the stairs...
and somwhere in alll that..whether the skull smashed it, or i was trying to not go down.. i managed to break my arm.
BADLY. my left, upper arm..the big bone between my shoulder and elbow.
i knew immediatly..heard it crack.. felt it for sure..it did that weird dangliy thing...oh vomit!!! major pain..I had yelped going down.
luckily my neighbors two houses down, Jack and Jill were just coming home and heard me...so did Kim across the street..all came to help. Jill git Rye, Jack ice...kim watched the kids whilt J & j drove us to the ER
Rye kept on asking..are you sure it is broken?
and i am like its fucking broken..no question.
I was, unfortunatly, right. Soo right. I hope we can get copies of the xrays to show..omg..the damn bones were like at a 45 degree angle...soo gross. They were grinding against each other...blah!
So the ortho set it.. i got this wacky slind thing on..freaking hurts..good drugs..in two weeks..if it is not setting ok..
i get to find out if i get a steel rod in it. lovely.
No work for me tonight...or like the next god knows how long..
oh..and one handed typing..so you all know the details now...no more typing..call me!!
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