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Box of Shells and Sand
Shells in a Box
things I have received from theOCEAN
Friday, May 22, 2015
UPDATE ON MY EYE SURGERY AND MY PROBLEM WITH IT.
Now two years later I am doing so much better. I still have a problem but it is difficult to even articulate. So I just don't even try. If I had it to do again and I knew for a fact this is what my eyes were going to be like would I have done it when i did. NO. my old sight was pretty good yet, I may not have had to really do them for a few more years, BUT they are done and I am glad that I am finally getting used to them. I have NO advice on what other people should do, but I would not have them done with two different eye sight I would have gone for the farsighted and used glasses for up close. I had to get glasses for very nearsighted because I could not read the small print and still cannot without my glasses for that, for one thing you can't buy the cheater glasses in two different eye prescriptions, so I had to buy some and that is costly.
Hi well if any of you have read the earlier posts about my eye surgery cataracts, I will update you about the fact that a lot of the problem that I was having and didn't know was an allergy. Who knew that I am allergic to my cats dandruff. I got allergy drops and wala my eyes are better.
Another thing that was a huge problem with my eye surgery was also ANXIETY, the fact that we did my eyes in two different things one was nearsighted and one was for sighted. and that sent a lot of my fear into high gear, fear I wouldn't get used to it and ti was so different.
Now I am still not sure how I feel with the fact that I got one eye for nearsightedness and one for farsightedness. It sure comes in handy a lot of the time. I did buy glasses for extreme near seeing because I could not read any small print. I also got a pair for just for long distance, when I am driving at night they work great. I don't get any of the star burst that happens to some people.
So I suppose is really thinking about it they have turned out to be good. Getting used to the new different way of living gave me anxiety, fear. But I am doing well with the eyes now.
MY TRIP TO OREGON COAST 2015
I decided I wanted to go spend a few months at the Oregon coast. I had my sister Derryll fly to Reno so she could drive my car up and I would drive my motorhome. We arrived in Lincoln City on the 19th of March 2015, I got set up in Devils Lake RV Park.
We left Reno on the 16th and spent the first night at Klamath Lake, just at the SouthEast side there is a wide turn out and each time I go I stay there the night before going on into Medford. I stay there after the long drive from Reno to there so that when I get up and go on into Medford to Chuck and Billie's it is a new day, It is only one hour out of Medford and I could make it but decide not to do so because I am tired and getting there late in the day would be to much visiting and I wouldn't be rested. I know that if I stay I am more relaxed when I get to their place.
We spent the night of the 17th and C and B's then left and went on up I 5 to Albany and stayed at Jackie's the night of the 18th and arrived in LC on the 19th.
It took me a week to feel in the spirit to go to my first AA meeting and found one I now call my home group here in LC. I go down to Newport which is 25 miles away on Wednesday at noon for the women's group there that I started attending in 2008 when I ran away from Utah. An earlier story that I will need to blog about.
I go to the beach and walk barefoot as far as I can go and then walk back Set on a bench by the seaside. I found a great spot after three weeks that is an easy access to the beach without walking for a long way to get to the edge of the water. Bob McKennon wayside just between 35 and 36s on Jetty ST.
There is a sail jellyfish called velella velella – or “purple sails.” that is washed up and it totally stinks. But now after 4 weeks it is getting better. http://www.beachconnection.net/news/purplepile041215_645.php,
I have seen seals, whales and other wildlife swimming just off shore there.
Unfortunately I am going to have to cut my trip short because of a problem with my MCS that I self sabotaged.( I did laundry in the laundromat at the park and the detergents and dryer sheets got into my cloths and now won't wash out). I get so angry about this but well there it is I can't do anything about what is happening to me if I can't think straight. And when I get poisoned by the chemicals I can't think. You can go to my blog on MCS for more information on this.
http://livingwithmcschemicalsensitivity.blogspot.com/
So I am thinking that I will leave the RV park with my motorhome on May 31st or the morning of June first. My brother Chuck and his wife are coming to Lincoln City to visit with their kids and grandchildren on June 12 and I have asked Chuck if he could drive my car back to his place and I would meet them there. That is not what happened their plans changed, so I found a new way. my niece and nephew came over for a weekend and took my car back to Alny I drove home and then flew up and got my car.
I will leave here and drive down the coast and stay at different places on the ocean that I can find so that I get more time on it and when I get to Gold Beach I will spend a few days parked out by Pistol River turnout. I love this spot because it is wide enough to pull out and just park there and not have to pay a nightly rent. I also want to stay in Crescent City and walk the Beach there because I find sand dollars there. I also find sand dollars at Pistol River.
I wish I could buy a home here on the ocean, it doesn't matter where just on the ocean. I love it here and the only reason I will be going back to Sun Valley where I own a house is because I own a house there my son lives there with his family and my granddaughter and her husband are there and Maria my daughter-in-law has her two boys there with their children, James my son, Maria, my daughter in lay, Melissa my granddaughter, George (Jorge) and Angie and their children Benjamin and Jesse Mae, and Aldo and his girlfriend Irene and their baby Davina.
I made the mistake of moving to Reno when I was 27 because I was running away from my family and a guy I broke up with and was just irritable restless and discontent. Another story, maybe I will get to all my stories at some time. There are so many.
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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.