Spinal Injection Procedure

Hello Everyone!

I hope everyone had a safe and Happy New Year. I wish all of you a happy and prosperous 2020!

As I stated in a previous post, on January 3, I had my first spinal injection.

I would like to share my experience to maybe help those who are anxious about it.

Not everyone is the same and not every hospital or doctor has the same protocol but I hope my experience is close enough to help those who have no idea how it was going to be.

When the doctor told me he wanted to try spinal injections, I was ready for anything (except surgery). He gave me some paperwork explaining the procedure etc. I understood it but for whatever reason when it comes to doing something with my spine, I am anxious. I always have that dark thought if he moves that syringe a tiny off, I could be paralyzed and another awful result could occur.

The day before, the Outpatient Surgical Center called me and asked me what time I wanted to go in. That was different. They usually tell you what time to get there.

So the day came and we arrived on time. Since I preregistered online, I only had to sign a few papers. Hubby and I sat down and within 10 minutes I was called. They brought me into a room with several beds like a recovery room with curtains. I really wouldn't call it a recovery room but hopefully you get my drift.

It brought me back to when I was a little girl at New Orleans Touro Hospital in a children's ward after surgery. There were some fond memories and then there were some not so fond memories.

They gave me a gown to change into. (I jokingly asked the nurse why on the instruction sheet it says to wear loose clothing when I have to wear a gown. She said she didn't know but that was a legitimate question!). 

They offered mild sedation but  I declined hoping nothing can be worse than the pain I was in. I overheard the nurse tell other patients the mild sedation would be Benadryl and something with a p.  They hooked me to the blood pressure machine. They allowed my Hubby to be with me until I was rolled into the injection room.

The staff was excellent. I couldn't ask for any better bedside manner, compassion and efficiency.

After about 10 minutes, they came to get me and told Hubby to wait in the waiting room. They rolled me into the injection room and I transferred from one stretcher to the other. The nurse told me to get on my stomach.

One, it's hard to breathe laying on my stomach. Second, when you have back pain, it is the worst position to be in. But I just closed my eyes and concentrated on my breathing exercise I do to calm me or when my asthma flares up or in severe pain. 

Making conversation I asked the nurse how many days of the week do patients come in for injections. She said the area we were in is the place for injections. Patients came in every day for injections. My doctor does them on Tuesdays and Fridays.

Later on, when I was home I thought of how many people in this area has pain to have a center to give injections every day.

About several minutes doc came in. Action started. The nurse helped the doctor prepare the injections. I kept looking at him thinking this doctor doesn't look like my doctor but it was. They just look different in their scrubs. He explained to me that since my back hurt both sides he was going to inject both sides.

He said he was going to apply some iodine to sterilize and it would be cold. He didn't lie. Then he said I'll feel a little pressure. I knew that was the epidural. After a  minute or two, he said he was going to inject the medicine and I may feel burning and some pain.  I can't explain the pain but it went through my body for a few seconds. He did the other side and the same thing happened. It was over.

They rolled me back to the ward and called Hubby to my side. An aide offered me something to drink. The water was so good! Then after a few minutes, the nurse had me get up to try to walk but my leg was numb. So we had to wait another 10 minutes. After 10 minutes I was still unstable but the numbness was better. They discharged me and a young man wheeled me to the car. We were off.

We arrived at 6:45 am and on our way home at 8:30 am. Now that was

The doctor said I would probably have to have 3 at intervals. That day and the next day I was pain-free. Saturday night my leg pain came back full force but my back is much better.

Before the injection, the leg pain was only at night. Now it is all day. They told me to take Tylenol for pain. I take it at night to sleep. I have my legs raised when I sleep. When my foot hits the floor in the morning, there is a severe shock that my foot involuntarily goes up causing more pain in the calf. I do this 2-3 times before I get on my feet. It hurts so bad I just wanna cry. It makes me curse like a sailor sometimes. It's like I stepped on a live wire. I go back to the doc for follow up in a few weeks.  

 As I've always said I am blessed to have my Hubby. I cook, mostly something I don't have to be on my feet for long. Hubby helps or does the dishes.  He has to put the clothes in the washer and dryer because bending aggravates the pain.

However, I am now comfortable with having another injection. I hope sharing my experience helps those who are hesitant to have the injection. It is very simple but you have to have patience because you may need to have more than one.

Yes, I'm Alive

I feel so guilty seeing on my blog's Facebook page people are hopping on to it but there is nothing there. 

I may repeat some things. Sorry.  My BabyGirl finished college and is now working at an elementary school.  She likes her job. She is awesome. Can I say that I am so proud?

My Hubby retired from his job. It was just getting bad to worse.  He hated going to work. I hated seeing him so tired and he was grumpy when he got home. So we decided for him to retire with his military pay. We are now starting up an online business. For all those who don't know, it takes a lot of red tape to get one up and going. Geez.

I do enjoy having him home. 

I was having stomach problems. I know, nothing new.  I changed to a new gastroenterologist. Not sure if it is a good move or not but he is closer. He ordered tests which I did and the only clear thing that showed was severe constipation. It also showed I have a nodule on my liver. 

I've lived with constipation all my life. I have my theory why but it may be TMI.  I had severe cramping, abdominal pain, and nausea and just couldn't go or when I went it was diarrhea.  

He told me to take Citrucel. If I don't have a bowel movement to take Miralax.  So I sometimes take Citrucel three times a day. It works okay. I love cheese. But it is a culprit so I stay away from it as much as I can. 

During a barium test, the speech therapist was the second person, before she even started the test asked me if I have been to an ENT because of my voice. I told her it was just my CP. She said my voice was raspy and high pitched. . 

Since my GP has mentioned it a couple of times, I decided to go to one to mainly shut everyone up. 

My ENT was awesome. He performed an FFL (Flexible Fiberoptic Laryngoscope).  "SIGH" It showed incomplete glottic closure which is pretty much vocal cord paresis. I won't get into the medical details too much. It's pretty much my vocal cords do not close all the way. Origin is unknown. Doc couldn't say why. He rattled off several reasons.  Personally, I think when my vertebrae surgery was done, they went through the front and like the doc said they moved things around or it could just be my muscles from CP. 

He was concerned because with my dysphagia and vocal cord paresis I am now a higher risk of pneumonia.  I went through many weeks of speech therapy with an awesome speech therapist. If you need a speech therapist living in South Louisiana I have a good recommendation.  I didn't have a follow-up visit with ENT. I'm thinking I want to see how much the speech therapy helped. I'm afraid I'd be frustrated and disappointed after all the hard work. I continue to do my exercises. I don't see much difference with my voice neither my husband or family members. But someone did and I'll tell you that story later. 

I also eventually have to write two book reviews because I promised the authors.

When it was time to go back to my GYN for an annual visit, I decided to do a bone density test since I've not had one in many years.  It showed severe osteoporosis of the right hip and spine. It totally explains why my back and side hurts when I lay down.  Half the time I just can't get comfortable. I get an injection every six months. I sleep on a wedge but slide down so it is sorta useless. I have a squishy pillow for when I go to my side. It cushions it. I always slept on two pillows for breathing and what I thought GERD. If anyone has any suggestions. 

As Hubby says I can sleep in weird positions. Since my neck surgery, sometimes I wake up where it is excruciating pain from my neck to my head and very stiff. It's because I slept with my head in bent or in odd position. I can't help what I do in my sleep! HAHA.

I've been having trouble with my ankle/heel. I requested an appointment with my foot doctor Monday on the patient portal. The promise of a 24-hour response has come and gone. It shows on the patient portal appointment pending. I do not want to call because I will be rude. Yea, I should have just called but it was after hours when I decided to go see what the heck is going on. I guess I'll wait another week to see if that pending becomes an appointment. I put it for Monday but I think that is out. 

Even with my body doing its crazy thing.  I'm living my life as best as I can. I am happy and content. Hubby and I look at each other sometimes and ask the other if we are normal. We can just stay at home and are happy. When we do go out like later on, we are going to go to Wendy's to try their BACONATOR. (I will be taking three doses of Citrucel today) When there are good movies we go watch them. We're just homebodies and happy.

I hope everyone is well. Until next time, hopefully, sooner...pray for those who are in the paths of the craziness of the weather.

Going Full Circle with Speech Therapy-Barium Swallow Results

As mentioned before I've had difficulty swallowing (Dysphagia). I had my esophagus dilated recently.  But I still have some excess difficulty. When I went to the doctor  for follow-up, I told the Nurse Practitioner.

Side Note: It must be nice for the doctors to have someone else do their work for them. I'm not going to get started.

So the NP scheduled a Modified Barium Swallow. you can check out the information of how it is done and what it is used for here.

Her findings showed that my tongue muscles and larynx have weakened. She said she wasn't sure the cause but she pointed out that it had NOTHING to do with the esophageal dilation. This problem is entirely different. "BIG SIGH"She said it could be a combination of things such as age and CP.

Some of her recommendations were not new to me. I've done some for a while now. Makes me wonder if I am doing these and I still have problems, what am I doing wrong? Obviously something or maybe I need a few of these extra ones.

Typical of my crazy body. I can't just do standard things. I always need more. "SIGH".

1. I am not to use a straw! OH NO! I use a straw to drink practically everything. I thought it was making it easier to swallow but the x-ray showed otherwise.

Photo Credit: Makeittakeit

2. Take small bites and sip liquid. I usually do this anyway. She said an average person should take 45 minutes to eat a meal. Wow! Lets have a show of hands who take 45 minutes to eat one meal. Most people don't have that much time for a lunch break.

3. Swallow twice after every bite. The test shows it takes that many times to get my food down.

4. To swallow properly, getting it past my tongue, I need to put my chin to chest to swallow properly.

5. I am to use the Super Supraglottic and Supraglottic Swallowing methods. They help close off the windpipe which is an airway to prevent food and liquid from getting into my lungs which has always been a problem.

6. She gave me laryngeal and tongue strengthen exercises to do. I'm trying to figure out if I am doing them right because for the tongue strengthen exercises I have to say certain words focusing on making contact with the back of my tongue to the roof of my mouth.

7. I am to follow a  Dysphagia Ground Diet Guideline which pretty much consists of ground solids and thin liquids. All my meats are to be ground with gravy or melted cheese.  The irony of it is the diet I am suppose to eat for my GERD and constipation is nearly opposite of this diet. Go figure. Maybe I'll write another post focusing on this diet, if anyone is at all interesting.

8. Last but not least she recommends me see a Speech therapist. I feel like I am going full circle. As a young child I had to have speech therapy because of my speech. I had therapy from the time I was a toddler through 6th grade. I was so relieved when my Speech therapist at the time told me I didn't have to have it when I went to Junior High. But here I am about 40 years later back to speech therapy. UGH!

So there you have it. Another challenge for me to conquer. I have to admit doing some of the methods have helped me considerably. I just need to get into the habit.

Here's a challenge for you and let me know how you did. It is not a test. Just something I can compare myself too.

1) Focus on making contact with the back of tongue with the roof of your mouth say one or all of these words 10 times: Key, Kick, Go, Gig.

2) Bite on tip of your tongue and swallow 10 times.

So how hard or easy was it for you?

Thanks for reading this rather boring post to most. I hope it makes you think how much we take for granted putting food in our mouths, chewing and swallowing.

Until next time my friends….

BLOGGING A TO Z CHALLENGE: LETTER E-ENSURE

ENSURE

I hope everyone had a nice Easter. It rained but I woke up to a cooked roast in my crock pot. How cool is that? Hubby and I spent it quietly at home.

My fellow bloggers and I have made a week in the Blogging A to Z Challenge.  I have to say it has been a challenge but I think I am in a rhythm. Some of you may assume that my challenge theme is Cajun. I guess it is in a way. But my theme is ME! I want to share more bits and pieces of my life. 

Ensure No, it is not about the verb I will talk about.  It is an adult's drink that provides balance nutrition.

When I was a geriatric nurse I gave the elderly Ensure. Some just didn't want to eat. Some couldn't eat. Some had a continuous tube feeding. Many wanted it because it just tasted good. 

I personally thought it had a bad smell. Maybe because at the time it was only Vanilla.

Through the years the company, Abbot,  developed many different flavors and varieties: Strawberry, Milk Chocolate, Dark Chocolate, Butter Pecan, Ensure Active Health, Ensure Active Heart Health, and Ensure Active Muscle Health, etc. They even have it in the clear form now.

It comes in powder form and 6- or 16- pack bottles.

A few years ago I became ill and lost over 20 pounds. My usual weight is about 95-100 pounds. The weight loss was a real concern. I know most of you struggle with losing weight. Don't hate because it is just as hard to gain the weight. 

When we finally figured out the problem and knowing it is hard for me to gain weight, the doctor told me to drink Ensure three times a day.  I dreaded it. I wanted to puke remembering the smell. While I was in the hospital they gave me different flavors for me to try. Creamy Chocolate was my favorite.

However, when I went to buy it, the cost was a problem. I wrote to Abbot Company and they sent me coupons. I was hoping they would give me some free but oh well. The coupons did help.

I have seen a 6 pack cost up to 10 bucks and a 16 pack cost up to 40 bucks. The cheapest I have found were at Amazon. It is a 16-pack costing $19.97. I did the Math. If I drank it 3 times a day it would cost me $119 a month. 

I just can't afford that much money so I buy 2 16-packs a month and drink one a day. My weight is back up where it should be. 

It's a shame that health food and drinks are more expensive than junk food. That subject is a whole new post.

You can also make shakes with the Ensure.

I also wonder if there is something addictive in it. Before I started buying two 16 packs I would run out in the middle of the month.  I craved it until I bought some more.

Every time I buy I wonder why these companies only have 16 pack. They have to know doctors tell the patients to drink it three times a day so why don't they offer a 90-pack or even a 30-pack. It makes no sense to me. Yes, I did ask them in a letter but they never gave me an answer. They just offered coupons. 

"Toasting with my bottle of Ensure to all of you awesome readers " CHEERS!

Mysterious Pain

I am excited and proud to say that I finally organized my draft folder. I went from 100+ drafts to 38. I found some pretty good ones I need to touch up to publish.

I am so proud of myself!

I was on a roll for a while posting than I became distracted, sort of.

I developed this excruciating pain from neck down to my wrist. It started with my neck weeks back. I couldn't turn my neck sideways towards the back. I thought it was the way I slept. I normally sleep on two to three pillows.  I grudgingly eliminated two of them thinking that could be a cause. (I have since added one back). But then again, I wonder why after all these years I would all of a sudden have pain because of that?

Then one day I woke up with arm pain and stiffness. However, when I moved my arm, I had excruciating pain. I figured I strained it or pulled a muscle.

I also noticed if I press something, like making burger patties, the pain shot from my wrist on up. If I picked up something heavy like a jar I have to put it right down. My whole arm hurts. The strength of my hands are not as strong either.

I can't keep my arm straight or in a certain position because it feels like my arm locks on me and have this sharp pain running along my triceps. It hurts like the dickens when I move it.  There is an immense ache all of the time.

I keep thinking it will go away. It has made me so miserable. 

I am trying to get an appointment with an orthopedic doctor. Actually, the day I attempted to call and they didn't answer, it seems the pain had dissipated. The next day it was back, not as bad but it was bad enough to know.

Oh, did I mention it is my right side and I am right handed? I've been taking extra aspirin (I take one a day to prevent more leg blood clots). When I shower, I run the hot water and let it beat on my neck and arm. At certain places of my neck the pressure of the water is painful but in general I get some relief in a short time.

I have to be careful how I sleep. As I mentioned I usually have to sleep on 2 or 3 pillows. There is actually a name for it. It is called 2-3 pillow orthopnea.  I normally don't sleep on my back. I can't lay down on my left either. And now it hurts to sleep on my right.

I'm screwed, excuse the 'French".

Ever since my surgeries for cerebral palsy way back when I could never sleep on my back UNLESS I had my knees bent and crossed. That caused problems with my previous husbands and even my sister when we shared a bed as youngsters because it would pull the sheets. I would just tell them deal with it. I think it's because after my surgeries I was bed bound on my back for weeks, if not months. 

Since my partial left lung surgery in May 1993, I have not been able to lay on my left side for long. I feel like I am suffocating.

As I said I'm screwed LOL.

I don't think it is a pulled muscle. I know how pulled muscles feel and this is not it. Hubby thinks it could be a pinched nerve which is a good guess. 

You have no idea how much I hate going to yet ANOTHER doctor. 

Hubby asked me why I haven't gone to the doctor yet. I told him because I was procrastinating. I am fearful of what it may be and the treatment. I am so tired of doctors, medicine and treatments. Oh and I haven't reached my deductible yet. I guess going to that doctor will do just that plus more.

Just for fun, anyone have any guesses what is causing my pain?   I'll be sure to post when I do go to the doctor and what I find out.

You May Think Twice Grabbing a Grocery Basket....

It sucks to have an Autoimmune disorder (AI). Compound it with every other chronic medical malady you may have, it is indescribable.

You'd think I would get used to being sick or having off- the-wall crap happen to me.  However, as I age, it's like I don't want to deal with it anymore.

It's not that I am giving up or have a death wish. I just get...I can't think of the word.

Maybe....Disappointed? Discouraged? I don't know.

I am awed with some of my doctors how much my little body has endured through the years and I am still here. When I go to a new physician they look at my history and say wow!

Here is my latest medical craziness I have endured and conquered.

One day I woke up feeling drained and felt something wasn't right but couldn't pinpoint the problem.  I 'existed' for a few days with no energy.  I thought it was my sinuses/allergies/asthma flaring because the weather has been humid and rainy. My throat had been scratchy off and on as well as laryngitis. I remember feeling feverish but I seldom run fever when I am sick so I never take my temperature. I didn't have a thermometer anyway. (I do now though)

A few days later I woke up with sores in my mouth and a rash on my hands and feet.

It was difficult to eat because of the sores. I thought okay I get these mouth ulcers time to time. Although they are usually on the outside and not inside.  I swished with the mouthwash my dentist gave me then an hour later, I swished with Dr Tichenor's, the mouthwash I usually use when I have mouth ulcers. I normally dab a little of Dr Tichenor's full concentration or Gly-Oxide.

 My hands itched and some little pustule sores were appearing. I thought it looked different from my usual psoriasis I occasionally get .But I didn't really give it a second thought.   I applied some cortisone cream.

My feet were worse. I had a big area of pustule sores on the soles of my feet. They itched and hurt at the same time. The itch so bad I wanted to scratch my skin off. I could hardly walk because it hurt so bad when I put pressure on the sores.

The beginning

I finally get to my doctor a few days later. It was full blown by then. He announces that it seems to be Hand, Foot, Mouth Disease. Do not confuse it with the foot and mouth disease that attacks cattle sheep etc. It is a different virus.

I thought, "Oh great! What else is going to invade my body?"

My doctor explained it to me and BabyGirl, who had taken the ride with me.

Hand, mouth and foot disease is seen mostly in children. It is a highly contagious viral bug. There are several ways of transmission.

Personal contact such as "saliva swapping' as my Doc puts it is one way for it to be transmitted  I only 'saliva swapped" with Hubby.  Hubby had no symptoms.

Or in the air like someone coughing and sneezing.  I had not been around many people.

Or touching something a person with the virus touched.

As I started deducting where I could possibly have caught this. I was at a lost. I don't go out much and prior to the visit I had only gone to the grocery story a couple days earlier.

He proceeded to tell us  that grocery cart baskets are the worse for germs.  Kids put their mouths on them, slobbering or wipe their nose. We both said,"Ewwww." I think that was the most likely way I acquired it.

Think about it. I am sure every parent has reprimanded their kid for putting their mouth on the basket handle or where it shouldn't be. I happened to just search for more information and out of curiosity  Here is an article that may interest you about the germs on those baskets.

I already knew that bit of information but when someone says it like that, it wakes you up. It makes you want to wear gloves or have Handi-wipes with you every where you go and wipe every surface before you touch it.

He said it was rare in adults but with my medical history and low autoimmune system I was one of the rare adults.

Such joy! Not!

Yep, leave it to me to catch some off the wall virus that adults rarely get.

It usually runs its course in 7-10 days . But with my medical history and to rush it along he gave me 7 days of very high dose Prednisone which helped tremendously.

I felt like a leper as the sores grew than slowly scabbed. Most of the scabs fell off so I am normal now, I think. As 'normal' as I ever will be anyway. HA!

You don't realize how much you hug and love on your spouse until you can't do it. I'm a touchy-feely type of person and those days were the roughest not to even be able to kiss him good night. 

It was a grueling week.

However, I survived and continue to move on to other craziness God has planned for me.

I bet next time you go to a grocery store and grab a basket you will think about what I said about the germs. Bring those Handiwipes or as the article said, wash your hands.

I sometimes laugh at my BabyGirl when she brings out her Hand Sanitizer. I am getting me some too. I don't know if it will prevent but I am sure it will help!

If You Had A WIsh

If you had a wish what would it be? Be selfish! If you had every resource (including money) available to you what would you wish?

Hubby and I laugh if we won the lottery, we would be set. Of course, the odds are against us because we don't play it regularly. But we do dream.

Yesterday, I was in a depressed mood and vented to a dear college friend. She is a genuine good person and friend that means a lot to me. She reminded me to think about what was good in my life.

I paused and thought of the many great things in my life. My great wonderful Hubby. My beautiful child. My family and friends. My new home.

But black clouds hovered and those dark thoughts kept seeping in. At one point I wished someone would come and just shoot me. Get my life over with.

I prayed to God thanking him for the good things. I also asked him what was the purpose of life if you can't live it to the fullest.

I started writing random things..and I thought if I had one wish what would it be.

Of course MONEY was the first thing. But I shook it off. That's too practical. Money doesn't solve everything (although it sure would help LOL)

Lately, I've been praying more than usual having a chat with God. Of course he only listens. I guess he is devising a plan to answer. I don't know.

I've been asking him why can't I just have ONE year of having any negative thing happening, especially medically or financially.

Every year of my 50 years it has been one thing or another medically. Unfortunately, it seems I need to resign myself that is not going to change. I have more moments of accepting it but there are moments I feel like enough is enough!

So at first I thought my wish would be just having a healthy life. Just everything I have vanish and I can  feel what it is to feel completely healthy. And I am not particularly saying my cerebral palsy. I mean my other medical stuff.

I continue to think. I finally came to my final decision.  I know I said to be selfish. But when I look back on my back and where I am now, it is all good. I have a loving husband and we have a home and we scrape by.

My wish would be to take all the pain BabyGirl has endured due to her father and I's divorce. I wish I could give her everything to make the rest of her life easier. I am not saying making her rich but just enough money to get her by comfortably. Give her a home so she won't have to worry about rent. Give her all the tools she needs to have a carefree happy life.

I know eventually, with her ambition and hard work she will be able to make her life better. I wish it will come to a point where she will be stress free and content.

That's my ultimate wish---for BabyGIrl to be happy, stress free, contest, have all of her dreams come true.

Share your wish if you would like or comment on mine.  Love to hear from my readers.

Another Diagnosis to Add to my Long List

During my 49 years in this crazy life I live I have learned to make my own list of previous medical history, surgeries and medication that that I keep on my computer. I update and bring it to a new doctor I see

Yesterday I went to my post-hospital follow-up visit with the Endocrinologist I was referred to while ill in the hospital last month. I thought I was just visiting him for a simple follow up as I considered my diagnosis was a mere awful bug causing gastritis etc. However, unknowingly I walked into what would be a very overwhelming experience.

He announced that I had Polyglandular Autoimmune Syndrome. As he presented my lab results to confirm the diagnosis he explained what it was. I heard "adrenal gland not working" (I knew it was 'insufficient' but never realize not working at all.), "ACTH way over the top", "no stressor" etc. He told me I needed to be on yet another drug for the rest of my life, gave me another prescription for Vitamin D, and advised me to get a Medic Alert for in case emergency because when I was admitted I was on the verge of entering the other world and it could happen again. He reassured me that if I take my meds, things should be okay.

My cuz has a friend who is a doctor asked her to explain it in more lay terms and she broke it down for her. So here it is

Polyglandular means multiple glands. Autoimmune means the persons' immune system is fighting their own body tissues. The adrenal gland is responsible for the body's adaptation to stress. If it fails there's a "system crash" when people get stressed or sick that can be life threatening. The thyroid gland controls metabolism. If it fails you get multiple symptoms including weight gain, fatigue, and slow heart rate. The heart can fail if thyroid function gets low enough. Heart failure can kill you. Type 1 diabetes in this disease is caused by antibodies to the pancreas which destroy its function. The person requires insulin or they die. People with polyglandular autoimmune disease usually require lifelong supplementation of multiple hormones to prevent death from multiple possible sources. Fortunately there are drugs available to replace all of the hormone deficiencies your cousin is likely to have, so if she stays on her medications and follows up with her doctor she should do okay."


As the saying goes, life sucks then you die! I am usually cool, calm and collected and accept what is given to me and move on. However, I have noticed as I get older, I get depressed and just wonder, how much more can my little body take?

To add to my stress, when I went to pay, my Debit card was denied. My bank is at it again! I went there and said my peace. Monday, I am going opening a new account at another bank and take my money out. That in itself is another story I may tell another day.

Everyone have a wonderful weekend. PEACE!