I was born in 1945 and celebrated my 68TH birthday on May 16TH One thing I know for sure; we were not all "created equal."
I have decided to be cremated, it will be the last hot flash, I'll ever have!
(Sorry, about the preposition,)
I became an LPN in 1964 and an RN in 1988. I loved nursing and found nursing, not to be, a career for weak people. I have true stories of sadness and happiness, to relate about my career, the patients and their loved ones. I have true stories about my personal life and my loved ones. My name Ornery is true. I will fight until my last breath, if I believe I am correct but I will apologize, if I am proven wrong.
I love my children, their spouses and my grand children.
I have decided my last hot flash, will be when I am cremated. I believe in an after life. While I am not without an income, thanks to my husband's Railroad retirement, I owe more on my house, then I did when I bought it, even though, I paid 20% down on it. Why? I had to refinance when I got sick and the health care bills were coming in faster than the money. I have zero savings and my potential for earning money is zilch. Hey, I am 68, went through breast cancer, surgery, chemotherapy and radiation. Oh, the picture on my posts was taken in April of this year. My hair had grown back in and I was able to have it cut and yes, I sprang for blond. So, there you have the bare minimum of my life. I am hoping, the remaining years will be happier and more relaxing. I want to have a peaceful, joyous and hopefully, prosperous, rest of my life. I am not afraid of death, just dying. But as I had noted, in several posts, I was a hospice nurse. I know who to call, when I get that terminal diagnosis. Quite frankly, I am sort of eager to get there. I want to be there when the 1% cross over. Why? Because they cannot take it with them! Not their plastic bodies or there money. They will have to tend to their own selves in the after life. And they will have to atone for all the people they let starve to death and suffer, while they stuffed their cash, into the Cayman Islands. Oh, happy day!