Well, it all began last Friday with my yearly mammogram. I guess it's nature's payback for writing that "Bra" story. Anyway, I went for my yearly mammo at 8:45 on Friday and after arriving home later that morning, I received a call from the mammo place asking me to come in asap to have the exam redone because they "didn't like the looks" of my left breast. I wanted to tell them that I didn't like the looks of my breasts either
I have been whinging, whining and weeping for the past week. Why? Well, it all began last Friday with my yearly mammogram. I guess it's nature's payback for writing that "Bra" story. Anyway, I went for my yearly mammo at 8:45 on Friday and after arriving home later that morning, I received a call from the mammo place asking me to come in asap to have the exam redone because they "didn't like the looks" of my left breast. I wanted to tell them that I didn't like the looks of my breasts either but didn't want to appear cavilear to them. I called and was asked to come back first thing on Monday at 9am to have another test. So, I worried all Saturday and Sunday, prayed to all the powers that be that everything was okay. Monday morning I went back for the second test, had my mammary squished into anon-recognizable mass, endured the horrible pain and then was told they'd send the test results off to the doctor and I'd hear from them later in the week.
Tuesday arrived with my husband having an appointment with a surgeon to have a strange lump on his foot looked at. We got thru that exam with flying colors, in that, the surgeon said that the lump was "just a bunion"and it wasn't anything to worry about. As the doctor was preparing to leave the exam room, he turned and left us with this piece of sage advice, "Next time you order new work boots Mr. David, order them jist a dite wider!" He only charged us $150.00 for that nice little piece of information! I've been telling my non-listening spouse that for years!! Anyway, just to get even for all my worrying his foot put me through, I think I'll go buy myself that $150.00 lamp I saw at Marden's last week!
Wednesday arrived with another doctor's appointment for myself. I needed to see a dermatologist about a little mole on my back that is right under my bra-line that has been bothering me for quite a while. I was escorted into the exam room, plied with questions from the nursing assistant about my health and skin issues and finally the doctor sauntered into the room, gave me a cursory body exam and proceeded to tell me that she'd need to freeze the troublesome spot, cut out some of the offending tissue and send it off to be analyzed. I endured the prick of the cold needle, felt her excise the mole, waited while she smeared the incision with medicine, slap a dressing on the wound and was told to get dressed and that I'd hear from them in a couple of days with the results. I slid into my clothes and got out of there.
On Thursday afternoon, I received a short note stating; "Dear Mrs. David, after studying your first and second mammogram results, it now appears that everything is fine. The reason the two tests are so different is due to the fact that the first breast image was taken at an "incorrect breast positioning" angle. Well, I'm very relieved that I don't have breast cancer but all the worrying nearly killed me! Thanks a lot!!!
Anyway, it is now Friday morning and as I sit here in my nice warm living room, writing my recollections of a horrible week, I reach up and adjust the shade on my new, oh so beautiful lamp and as I do so, I feel the burn of the spot on my back where the remains of the mole is taking its revenge, with a burning, searing pain. God, I don't know if I'm going to make it till Monday!! Hope your week has been better than mine. Now that I think about it, I remember a small discomfort from a tooth that has been worrying me fora while. Guess I'd better call the dentist!! Maybe next year will be better!!!
PS: Just have them put the following on my tombstone: "A very nice woman, killed from all the undue worrying about her breasts, teeth, moles, husband's growths etc. May She Rest in Peace."
Another doctor said, "Well, really, what are you complaining about?" "Some woman would give anything to have what you've finally gotten." I looked at him in disbelief and then reconciled myself to the fact that men being men, they are born to think like that. I had to bite my tongue and clamp my lips shut as I slid off the cold exam table to keep from saying to him, "Well doc, how would you like it if you woke up one morning and found that your testicles were all swollen up and hanging down your legs like two grapefruits in a plastic bag!" I wanted to but I didn't!
Mommy came into the bathroom and she laughed too when she saw what had made Julia laugh. "Don't worry Julia," Mommy said. "Pretty soon, you will have two very white, new teeth." Julia smiled at herself again as she imagined how she would look with two big front teeth. "Mommy, will I look just like a rabbit?""No!" "No!" Julia, you will look very, very pretty." Mommy told her.
In Aroostook County, which is the largest county in the State of Maine and the largest county east of the Mississippi, there are plenty of things to do especially if you are the hunting, fishing and outdoors kind of person. The county is home to so many different kinds of wild animals to hunt, trap, fish and stalk that there are always an endless variety of stories or tall tales being told about these creatures and each person always tries to best his neighbor.
Having been picking potatoes since the age of two, when Mother first took me to the fields with her, I knew everything there was to know and a lot I didn't want to know about picking potatoes. It was excruciating, dirty, backbreaking work. The farmer, sitting on his tractor, would go down the rows pulling the potato digger along behind him. The digger, back then, was designed to cover two rows and when it was lowered, the front part of the machine, dug into the dirt beneath the grown potatoes. The metal racks would roll back over the rollers and carry the uprooted potato plants along with it, filling the ground with freshly dug potatoes, rocks, potato vines, dirt and bugs. The farmer would continue in this mode until the field was dug, it was lunchtime or the digger broke down.
Dad was an excellent woodsman, hunter and fisherman and many hunters or fisherman from the cities, who happened to be hunting or fishing in the greater Aroostook County area, would ask Dad to guide for them or show them where he caught all the biggest fish. And Dad, being the father of eight children, always looked for any chance he could to supplement his meager potato farmer's salary.
Definition: King's Calendar Chronological Research
The Premise: Between the 5th and 3rd centuries BCE (but continuing down to at least 104 BCE), Sectarian redactors transcribed the legitimate 'solar year' chronological records of Israel and Judah, into an artificial form, with listed years as each comprised of 12 months of 4 weeks of 7 days, or 336 days per year, thus creating a 13th artificial year where 12 solar years existed.
When the Synchronous Chronological Data provided in the Books of Kings and Chronicles for the Divided Kingdom Period are measured in years of 336 days, the synchronisms actually align. [Refer to Appendix 5. to see how it synchronises the Divided Kingdom Period]
About the KingsCalendar Publisher
R.P.BenDedek is the owner and Editor of KingsCalendar.com which was originally set up to publicize his research results into the Chronology of Ancient Israel. Those results were published under the title: 'The King's Calendar: The Secret of Qumran'.
Whilst there have been many attempts to solve the chronological riddle of the Bible's synchronisms of reigns of the kings of Israel and Judah and their synchronism with other Ancient Near Eastern Nations, no other research is based on a simple mathematical formula which could, if it is incorrect, be disproved easily. To date, no one has been able to dismiss the mathematical results of this research.
Free to air Academic articles set forth Apologetics for and results of his discovery of an "artificial chronological scheme" running through the Bible, Josephus, the Damascus Documents of the Dead Sea Scrolls, and Seder Olam Rabbah.