Abstract Art

Lu's Art

Medium is crayon and markers on paper. Leave your guess in the comments whether you think this is the work of my 4-year-old granddaughter or an adult artist.

I purged some of my stuff trying to make my house look larger and less cluttered so I can get it listed with a real estate agent. My daughter helped a lot. Ironically she always wants me to get rid of more stuff, but she would not let me use matches to solve my hoarding problem.


Hello Old Friends and New


I am still kicking. I spend way too much time wasting my time, so I am going to try to be more productive. I started this blog, and posted almost daily at first. I was bored and trapped with by my stroke recovery with limited physical energy. I still hit “the wall of fatigue” way too soon, but I can get by most days without a nap now.

I went hiking a week or so ago at Clark’s Reservation NY State Park. That is where I took this photo from. We went on a slightly more difficult trail and I had to have a little help getting up a few rocks. Most normal abled people could do it easily. I even saw some older ladies come in with sandals on. I really should hike more often, I think I weigh the most I ever have now. A yearly pass costs $80 vs paying for parking everytime you stop by. But it does not cost offseason, or when you have their approved disabilities you can get a free pass. Unfortunately, my disability is not on their list…though I might try to go in person to see if I can get one. I think I deserve one because I would write about their parks more than they do…lol.

My boyfriend put my training wheels on my bike, so that will probably be my next form of exercise trying it out…if I don’t fall and injure myself again. If I fall again, I will be so discouraged I will probably let my daughter have my bike and I will buy a tricycle. I am determined to make that bike work for me though, it is so pretty and I can ride on bike trails with the goal to someday ride the whole East Coast bike trail…but not all at once…I will print out a map of it and fill in the sections as I cover them.

I will try to post more often, maybe almost daily.

My Best Pic Of The Moon Ever


Thanks to it being visible and not a cloud nearby on a day I walked.  My name means goddess of the moon, and even if my parents did not name me after one I can still aspire to such greatness! Well, at least I walked about a mile. I have not walked in a really long time. I walked a week ago babysitting my granddaughter, but it was miserable, I was holding an umbrella with my good hand. Then I was holding my umbrella with my chin when my granddaughter’s umbrella blew inside out and I had to fix it. We turned around and went back home without reaching our destination.

I have a place open 24/7 nearby that I could walk inside during any weather, I have yet got up the courage to walk around there. I might just be lazy or want to avoid the smoking section. There is no sun or moon inside, that is for sure.

I would like to read ‘Fire and Fury’


Fire and Fury pretty much sums up how I feel inside since dumpster was elected president. He has rolled back environmental and personal protections. He has ignored urgent needs of many crises at the same time causing his own chaos by understaffing the white house. It is OUR White House and he will hopefully feel the full fire and fury of millions of people when we take it back.

I took this pic of the butterfly landing on a flower when I went with my boyfriend to Nashville for the Eclipse. He photographed the whole thing. He has some amazing photos which I will link in an upcoming post.

This year is 4 days in, and it has been below freezing each day. Much of the east coast is under travel advisories right now. I managed to get out this morning and get some errands done and a haircut.  It is not too much snow like when I lived a long time ago pre-stroke (and younger) up by Lake Ontario…it would snow feet at a time not inches. The cold does make it hard for me to walk…my muscles on my bad side involuntarily contract…and a little slip throws my already wonky balance off further.

With the bad weather and bad president I still feel hope with the buzz this book is bringing. I hope it speeds up his demise. Too many people are suffering because of him.

I created a PayPal.Me link

paypal.me/igneous44               a portion of all donations will go to the Elephant Sanctuary in Tennessee and Road to Home Rescue Support North…just an FYI and I will update if I ever get a donation…lol…I am still selling vintage items on Ebay, I opened a third account there to get more free listings…it has been pretty slow going…sorry I neglected my blog, I neglect many things.



I have another Granddaughter


She was born one day before my birthday! She is healthy and strong, she made faces and tried to eat her blanket shortly after I took this picture.

I have been very tired lately. I need to take my vitamins, for some reason I stopped taking them. I have to get ready for my trip to Nashville to see the solar eclipse. I have never been to Kentucky or Tennessee, so I will be crossing two more states off my bucket list.

Until I Am Pushing Up Daisies….


I continue trodding along, I observe the daisies.  I make choices, not always the best ones for me. I waste time online, I eat too much sugar. I don’t walk every day.  I am filled with millions of instant regrets. Time slips by as I get older and fatter. I forget more and more. I am preoccupied with unproductive thoughts. My routines slip and become obsolete. I need to slap myself out of this.

My New Bike


So I bought the bike of my dreams and fell over after I first tried riding it. I fell to my left, which is my side affected by my last stroke. I was not quick enough to stop myself. I skinned up my elbow and left myself sore for days or more. It is still sitting locked up in my shed as I contemplate buying adult training wheels and gathering enough courage to try again. I am still sore. The weather has been horribly hot or raining.

I have plans to take it on local bike trails and eventually a trip from Maine to Florida. I am a dreamer, but that is what keeps me going every day. If my dreams are dead, so am I.

A Few Personal Words About The #AHCA

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The bill known as #AHCA Trumpdeath, gives tax cuts to wealthy. Why do they even attach anything to a healthcare bill that is not about healthcare?

I had three strokes, my last one at age 47. I have been trying to get back to “normal” for over six years now. I still can not use my left arm or hand much. I have been trying too hard. I am now in so much pain in my left shoulder, I cry out several times per day. Enough about me…I hope to live many more years, now that my high blood pressure was finally brought under control.

Here is someone elses story, copied from facebook, one of millions of stories. In 2015, I was diagnosed with stage IV colon cancer at 26. I am a Baltimore native and I moved home, abandoning the dream job I had been offered in Los Angeles, so that I could receive medical care at Johns Hopkins and be close to my family, on whom I had to lean emotionally and financially.

As a recent law school graduate, I understood the role the SCOTUS decision on the ACA played in my care, as I was still covered under my parents’ insurance for the surgery that saved my life by removing the tumor that was obstructing my colon. I also understood that without that coverage and guaranteed issue, I would not be able to get a new policy when that one expired the following year when I was halfway through my chemotherapy. So the ACA actually saved my life and livelihood TWICE in one year.

After the election, I felt a personal obligation to defend the ACA, or at least its essential provisions. I realized that the same coverage might not be there for the next recent graduate to be diagnosed (70,000 young adults are diagnosed with cancer every year) and that didn’t seem right to me, so I started sharing my story with whoever would listen.

In December, after 6 months of being cancer-free, my cancer returned, this time in my lungs and lymph nodes. Because everything was still small, we didn’t have to treat right away, so I knew I had to use that time to fight harder, both for my family and the families of my fellow survivors and patients, to make sure no one had to suffer financially, as well as emotionally and physically, through cancer. Since then, my family and I have been out protesting, rallying, and sharing our story over and over and over. We joined organizations like the American Cancer Society Cancer Action Network to voice our opposition to the AHCA in solidarity with the cancer community. I told my story, face to face, to nearly every representative Maryland has on Capitol Hill. And yesterday, shortly after the vote, Congressman Cummings told my story on the House floor, expressing the sorrow he felt for me and those in my position watching Republicans celebrate their victory.

I am telling you all this not to ask for your pity or your praise, but to tell you that despite the disappointment I felt yesterday, I am more inspired than ever to fight. Fighting is what cancer patients do best and we know that it comes in rounds. We won the first round, but the AHCA came back more aggressive, so it’s time to gather up our strength and do the work. I don’t know exactly when I will have to scale back on my efforts focus on my treatment, but imagine this fight will be far from over when that happens, so I am calling on you to fight on my behalf.

I’m asking you to join with organizations like the AMA, AARP, American Cancer Society, and the American Hospital Association to oppose this reprehensible bill. Demand town halls and meetings from your reps who voted for it. Organize demonstrations in front of their local offices during the recess. Start calling your Senators today. Speak at town halls and protests. If you know someone who relies on community rating or Medicaid for their care, urge them to tell their story or tell it for them if they can’t. Tell my story if you want.