Having headaches, sinus problems, skin rashes, red eye, runny nose , cramped, sore, tight neck muscles, and not being able to find out why, this may help you, have an open mind while reading this, it may be happeing to you.
I spent thousands of dollars on tests. With no answers, no one could give me an explanations why.
Over the last 20 years I have had to start looking at and taking responsibility in how I get these and how to work with them or alleviate them.
I have been getting sick over whats in the air for years and so with that handicap I have started learning about Whats in the air.
First we have to deal the the real things, and that is, the air, now I have no problem with the real air, clean air, country air, air in general I am not allergic to, or have a reaction to. The dirt that blows around, pollen, these things I don't have a problem with. Yes too much wind and dirt will give me a head ache and some plant pollens give me problems.
BUT: then its what we put into the air. I have found that I am allergic to, (my doctors call it a reaction to) different air pollutants.
I lived in a home with two parents that smoked at least one pack a day each, later years more. (Today I don't think either one could afford to smoke. Different subject, and I may blog on this later). And after going out on my own, the jobs I got were in public and that was when smoking was allowed, and I worked in the casinos and there is still smoking allowed in the casinos. I smoked a lot of cigarettes second hand, and I have never smoked.
I used to wear perfume, cologne, oils, toilet water, what ever I liked the smell of, and shampoo, cream rinses, hair spray, body soap, deoderant, hand lotion, body lotions. I did my dishes and my laundry in scented soaps and detergents, used scented dryer sheets, scented rinses. I used scented candles, scented room deoderizers, sprays to take the odor out, put odor in, in other words I used products that made the air different, smell different, change the chemical compound of the air.
AND over time and the use of these I have become very sensitive to all of them, allergic to all of them, I have a reaction to all of them.
Now I can't be around perfumes, colognes, scented oils, laundry ...etc. etc..... you get the idea, or it makes me physically sick, I get head aches bad ones. tense neck muscles etc...etc.
I can no longer put scented lotion on my skin because it absorbes in and makes me sick. I get head aches, stomach problems when I am around or in a room with any thing scented. Laundry dryer sheets are the worst, they can be smelled for blocks, go outside someday, anyday in the city and smell who is drying thier laundry.
Mens cologne, womens perfumes, any of the man made things that are scented anything affects my physical well being, which then in the long run affects my mental and spiritual well being.
More often than I can count I am in a room with at least one or two people who wear something scented, One thing affects me, but when you have two or three or more scented products then it is unbearable, now think of this in the terms that almost everyone wears a scented product everyday. So the inundation of scented products that physically change the compound of the air in any given space affects me.
I am not even safe in my own house. When company comes over they quite often have perfume and or cologne on, no matter how I ask and make people aware of my affliction, it doesn't matter, people don't mean to be insensitive, but they are. When I try to explain to anyone about my sensitivities they think I am blowing it up or making it up, and forget or ignore the way it makes me feel.
more to come.... which are worse, and how they affect me in the air.
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Orin George Dexter, My HERO my FATHER
I am the oldest daughter of and proud to be of Orin George Dexter, my father was a proud man and he lived till 86 years and raised me my two sisiter and 4 other siblings.
My father taught me to love my country, respect my country and to honor it and be a proud American, there is never a time that the flag is raised that I am not overwhelmed with the gratitude for what America stands for. What my father and his brothers fought for, what so many men died for and are still dieing for.
Our veterans are the very back bone of this country. If they had not fought and millions died and are still fighting and dieing, we would not have the freedoms we have, we owe them our honor, we owe them our respect, we owe them to stand up when our flag is waving, and not let our country be beaten down. Stand up for whats right, stand up and speak your truth our countries truth. Do not be ashamed to be an American.
He was born to a poor mother and father, Vernon Orin Dexter who married Hannah Rose Degraw, in 1917, in Nebraska, they had 10 children. Line up, Orin, Wanda, Jimmy, Martha, Vale, Verna, Eugene, Lougena and Andrew. One baby girl died at birth.
He was born in Bridgeport, Nebraska, their first year of marriage, October 26, 1918, his father never worked much it was poor times and they moved from Nebraska while he was young, they trekked across the states from Nebraska to Wyoming to Colorado, and landed in King Hill, Idaho, for a period of time. They finally stopped in Oregon.
When Orin was 14 years old he had to leave home and go to work in the coal mines in Teluride, Colorado, and send his pay home to help raise the siblings that were younger than him. He went to work in the CC Camps for a while and then enlisted into the Army. He inlisted for 2 years and served 5, in WWII, he had four brothers who also all served in the service. At one time his parents had three of their sons fighting in in the war.
When he was honorably discharged from WW2 he came home and partied and met a woman who introduced him to her sister whom he married, Helen Maxine Buell (Taylor) Dexter, my Mother. Mom had 4 children when she married my dad, Maxine, Jackie, Chuck and Larry Taylor.
He had trouble finding a job so after marrying Helen, he went back to the small town of King Hill, idaho where his family had stopped and where he and his brothers had joined the war movement.
I was born in King Hill, I was very impetuous even at birth and had no patience, so mom didn't even have a chance to get to the hospital. My Nana help mom and I was born at home.
I had two sisters behind me Derryll And our baby sister Orina. (I will bolg later about them and my older siblings.)
My father owned his small service station business in King Hill, Idaho and we lived there until I was 11 years old. He did a very succesful business until the freeway was put in and diverted the traffic f miles to the north of King Hill, the town fell into obscurity, and is not a functioning town now. Glenns Ferry, Idaho is five miles west, and is the closest town to them now.
I never heard my father complain, he went to work all his life and everyday of his life, I remember not one day that he stayed home sick.
He worked hard at raising his 3 children and the 4 children of the woman he married to give them all the things that he had never had and had no opprotunity to have. I never remember being hungry, starving like I remember him telling us that he had days when eating was only a slice of bread.
I took these things for granted and I don't ever remember telling him how thankful that I neveer went hungry, I never went without cloths, new ones even, shoes, or all the toys and things that I wanted. I feel humbled looking back at the difference between his life and mine and how I took it for granted and never thought much about it.
I find that my life has been a life of selfishness. Totally absorbed in me. and what I want and I look around and see that I have not been the only one and that the next generation is even more selfish and demanding and with a me first attitude.
But I also have learned that I don;t want to stay that way so I am making the changes to my life that will make me a better huam being, one that can live today with out regret and shame for who I am. I thank my father for all the things he taught me.
My father taught me to love my country, respect my country and to honor it and be a proud American, there is never a time that the flag is raised that I am not overwhelmed with the gratitude for what America stands for. What my father and his brothers fought for, what so many men died for and are still dieing for.
Our veterans are the very back bone of this country. If they had not fought and millions died and are still fighting and dieing, we would not have the freedoms we have, we owe them our honor, we owe them our respect, we owe them to stand up when our flag is waving, and not let our country be beaten down. Stand up for whats right, stand up and speak your truth our countries truth. Do not be ashamed to be an American.
He was born to a poor mother and father, Vernon Orin Dexter who married Hannah Rose Degraw, in 1917, in Nebraska, they had 10 children. Line up, Orin, Wanda, Jimmy, Martha, Vale, Verna, Eugene, Lougena and Andrew. One baby girl died at birth.
He was born in Bridgeport, Nebraska, their first year of marriage, October 26, 1918, his father never worked much it was poor times and they moved from Nebraska while he was young, they trekked across the states from Nebraska to Wyoming to Colorado, and landed in King Hill, Idaho, for a period of time. They finally stopped in Oregon.
When Orin was 14 years old he had to leave home and go to work in the coal mines in Teluride, Colorado, and send his pay home to help raise the siblings that were younger than him. He went to work in the CC Camps for a while and then enlisted into the Army. He inlisted for 2 years and served 5, in WWII, he had four brothers who also all served in the service. At one time his parents had three of their sons fighting in in the war.
When he was honorably discharged from WW2 he came home and partied and met a woman who introduced him to her sister whom he married, Helen Maxine Buell (Taylor) Dexter, my Mother. Mom had 4 children when she married my dad, Maxine, Jackie, Chuck and Larry Taylor.
He had trouble finding a job so after marrying Helen, he went back to the small town of King Hill, idaho where his family had stopped and where he and his brothers had joined the war movement.
I was born in King Hill, I was very impetuous even at birth and had no patience, so mom didn't even have a chance to get to the hospital. My Nana help mom and I was born at home.
I had two sisters behind me Derryll And our baby sister Orina. (I will bolg later about them and my older siblings.)
My father owned his small service station business in King Hill, Idaho and we lived there until I was 11 years old. He did a very succesful business until the freeway was put in and diverted the traffic f miles to the north of King Hill, the town fell into obscurity, and is not a functioning town now. Glenns Ferry, Idaho is five miles west, and is the closest town to them now.
I never heard my father complain, he went to work all his life and everyday of his life, I remember not one day that he stayed home sick.
He worked hard at raising his 3 children and the 4 children of the woman he married to give them all the things that he had never had and had no opprotunity to have. I never remember being hungry, starving like I remember him telling us that he had days when eating was only a slice of bread.
I took these things for granted and I don't ever remember telling him how thankful that I neveer went hungry, I never went without cloths, new ones even, shoes, or all the toys and things that I wanted. I feel humbled looking back at the difference between his life and mine and how I took it for granted and never thought much about it.
I find that my life has been a life of selfishness. Totally absorbed in me. and what I want and I look around and see that I have not been the only one and that the next generation is even more selfish and demanding and with a me first attitude.
But I also have learned that I don;t want to stay that way so I am making the changes to my life that will make me a better huam being, one that can live today with out regret and shame for who I am. I thank my father for all the things he taught me.
Oldest daughter, LaVerne Ann Dexter Family
Orin, My son James and me and My granddaughter Melissa in 1989
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