
The Journey 12/07/2016…

Good morning my friends… this is coming live from the one eyed chicken… I’m Alive!
All has gone incredibly well so far, though I type this with only one eye. Doc says to let the eye rest a bit so I will end this on a high note … Soooo high that I can barely SEE you from up here!
Hugs and God Bless my favorite peeps…

Anxieties You Say?

Surgery Day… Yay!?
It is 9:08 a.m. and I am enjoying the quiet this morning without my coffee. It’s alright… I shall enjoy it immensely this afternoon some time. This is the fun part of surgery… the wake up but don’t eat or drink anything til after surgery. The only down side is the fact that my surgery check in time doesn’t come til 12:20. The truth is that I don’t normally eat during the early part of the day… but the no on coffee is not the greatest.
I will count myself lucky, however, as we spent all of yesterday without power, heat, or Internet so there went all my fun plans for distracting myself from dwelling on surgery concerns. It all came back on late last night, so I got a shower at least. It could have been worse, by far, but it was mostly just very boring.
I literally sat in the dark, in a chair, staring out the front door, for over 4 hours straight. I learned how quickly we humans go from happy and comfortable, to miserable and willing to shank someone! I’m just kidding, but seriously, I did have one of those try to remember as far back as you can experiences. The one thing I had that worked without power was my battery operated Bluetooth Headphones and a full charge on my cell phone that has all my offline music.
I listened to song after song that fully took me on journeys to all our past ups and downs… the times we thought for sure that we were done, all the times God faithfully showed up, and all the growing and learning that has been taking place. All in all it was a good day!
After my surgeries, it would make me very happy if everyone would start saying, “Lieutenant Toni, you got new eyes” ok?
I’m a little nervous, so there’s the joking that helps calm my spirit. Since you are my family, you have to laugh even if it’s not funny!

Attitude? Me? 4/20/23…

One of Those Days… 4/18/23

This was a very open ended question… if I don’t know which kind of meat being referred to, then how can I give an answer?
Animal, human, vegetable or fruit?
They all meat nutritional needs…
They can all be picked and prepared in a fashion…
Some taste one way, while others taste another…
Some are sweet meats, while others are either salty or bitter meats…
Any one of them will sate our hunger…
Too much of any can be unhealthy, while not enough can leave us starved of calories needed to live…
Depending on the person you ask, some are good and some are bad…
Some are legal and some are NOT, but that never stopped humans before…
So, how do I feel about meat?
I eat it… not the human kind, but all of the others! People can be the most bitter, fattening, overly sweet and unhealthy of all the available things to eat. I did come up with something we can all agree on…

When I asked the AI to generate a photo of a man with arms and legs of brocolli and a hippo shaped body…
I should not have been surprised at the result!
I did laugh my tail off at the use of this human, as no more than a toothpick for my Hippodon! I made that word up!

While you might think it is silly for me to give you a play by play of several procedures that are done everyday, never fear because I’ve no intention of being boring!
Something I discovered about anxiety … it takes no prisoners! What I want and think about the things I am experiencing, have no impact on how anxiety will respond to certain situations. I am a lifer… an anxiety recipient that received said package without even a bow on top of the box. Sure it has many labels NOW, but not back then it didn’t!
Another thing about anxiety is, it loves routine, it loves its safe places, and as it happens, my little wolverine in a box loves to be pacified! If I provide it with a toy, in essence, it will come along with me happily, as I tackle things that it doesn’t like… I have a list!
I don’t like being physically touched!
Now I know you may be thinking that a silly thing, or maybe even wondering how on earth a simple touch can cause such a bad reaction? When you figure it out, let me know so I can let anxiety get the update. While I can choose to be touched physically when I am in my safe place, or by those whom I know and trust… all bets are off when it comes to anything outside my safe zone!
In order to function and live a healthy daily life, while bearing the over-the-top self preservation behaviors, I figured out a secret… wanna know?
Laughter!
My chatty side comes on board and I begin to make light of as many things about my circumstances as possible, in hopes of bringing a friendly smile to others faces… you know, the ones I want to run from if they plan on poking this scared girl who is hiding inside a woman’s body.
While I know that my health is important and needs caring for… I don’t like it one bit!
Sooooooooo…. long story short, I will coach myself through my upcoming procedures with really bad jokes, a great amount of whining for attention, and ROUTINE! That is where you’ll be vitally important to my success! Just the act of returning daily to my writing platform and my favorite community will help my anxiety feel like cooperating.
You might see a funny picture, or my version of a twisted joke that I found funny. As this is all done off the cuff for the next several weeks, I have no guarantees of anything valuable inspiring my typing fingers… and some days only one available eye. If nothing else, I will leave some cookies.
Here, have one…


Over the next 15 days I will be posting Audio recordings of some older writings, as well as a daily update on my journey to restoring these eyes of mine.
I will be leaving pre-recorded Note to Self and Live Wire segments to stay current for you guys, as well as, posting two new Audio posts in the Lobby for those following My Truths.
While I will still continue to work on Brutus, I won’t be working on the Live Novel Behind the Scenes episodes, until I am up and running again.
Don’t forget to get me a wish list for your Virtual Christmas Gift ideas… the last thing you want, is for me to try coming up with things, while I am not in my normal state of mind.
God Bless you guys and gals… I’ll SEE you on the flip side…
Straight off the cuff, I will say that the two most favorite things I wish to wear would be my peepers… my windows to the soul… my good ole fashioned eye balls.
While they are both on the fritz at the moment, never fear… Cataract Surgeries are here!
Starting this week I will be having both my eyes fixed, as I have had severely limited vision now for about a year. It will seem strange for about a week, as I’ll have to wear my glasses with one of the lenses popped out, until the second eye gets fixed. No problemo… I can work this out, and it will all be worth it in the end.
Eyes are pretty important for a good many things folks… like driving a car, walking anywhere alone, taking pictures, reading, writing, watching movies, eating glorious foods, clearly seeing other humans faces, doing my hair, shaving my legs, tweezing my eye brows, finding anything, crocheting, painting… ok ok, I gotta stop or else we may be here a good bit.
The point should be pretty obvious by now… Eyes are very important to have and appreciate… don’t wear em out! The old adage, You never know what you’ve got til it’s gone, is pretty accurate. While I have been nowhere near blind, this has been pretty scary and miserable for this Literary Recluse. I’m also quite fortunate in having access to modern medicine, which provides a relatively simple solution to my visual dilemma.
The only thing I am disappointed about is not being able to get at least one Robotic Eye Implant… I asked, but was met with a firm No! Oh well, at least I asked.
Here, have a cookie…
