The elderly, meds, me, you, and the rest of the world!!!

I was at target today browsing through the "tums" isle. The hubby does not understand that eating late causes heartburn, well he does understand but he does it anyway. So I decided to buy some tums to alleviate the heart burn.

Anyway I am a few feet away from the pharmacy section, when all of a sudden I hear a white elderly lady say "so what is the total?" The pharmacy tech replies by saying, "it will be $65". The elderly lady just about had a heart attack. She couldn't believe the cost of her medicine. She responded by saying, "I can get that same bottle of pills for $13 in Mexico". The tech responds, "well go to Mexico ma'am". OMG how rude I thought! But then again I kind of agreed, okay I had mixed feelings. The elderly lady was a bit nasty about the whole thing.

She responds by saying that their is no fairness for elderly people. And I'm thinking there is no fairness for ANYONE. Unless you have a government job or a secure job than you won't be covered by some type of medical insurance. MOST of us are in the same boat. And medical insurance on it's own is extremely expensive. Allll this is going through my head while I'm browsing through the endless sizes and colors of tums products. Hmmmmm thinking, browsing, and being a metiche, what a multitasker!!! LOL.

At the end of it all the elderly lady decided not to take her medicine. OMG what is she going to do now. I mean it's a necessity (she is sick) or is it a luxury these days??? It's really sad, and scary at the same time. And I actually disagree a bit on the cost of medicine in Mexico. Last time I went, I got some medicine for my tonsils and one of them cost me over $50. It worked wonders and I'll go back again if I have to, but Mexico is raising their prices big time!!!

I have not been keeping up with the news lately, but I believe that Obama is working on some new health care reform. I really hope something changes soon.

Update on my Dad!

I just found out that my Dad's surgery will take place on February 9th. My dad is in great spirits. He has no pain or discomfort and is doing his day to day things. I am excited that I am going to get to see my parents after seven months. Although I will be seeing them under these circumstances, it still feels good to know that I get to spend time with them. I am optimistic that everything will be fine. Thanks to everyone who has kept my father in their prayers.

Facebook Ettiquette

Lately I've been having friend request from people that I went to school with. Starting from middle school all the way to High School. I haven't talked to them since then. I kind of got lost somewhere and made friends elsewhere.

I've always believed in having quality friends rather than just having any random friends. I don't want to be rude, but I don't know if I should just ignore the friend request, or just accept and delete them later. I say delete because every time I accept, it's just that, I "accept". We don't comment or chat on FB. Should I be the one to initiate a web conversation? I mean they added me, but it's not my fault if they added me. I guess I keep wanting them to make the move. My life is not interesting or anything of that sort, but I really don't want them knowing too much about my life. It's not like I'm going to back to CA and visit and become great friends with them.

Maybe I'm looking too much into it, but at the end of it all I am going to delete a certain someone.

The Art of Compromising!

Raul and I have been married for seven months now! Have we argued? Yes!! Have we shared many happy moments? Definitely!! Have we shared frustrations? Yes!!! We have experienced most of what comes with being married. But there is one little challenge that we have to deal with it's called compromising.

Raul and I are two very independent people. But at the same time there is a balance. I enjoy time by myself. I can go anywhere by myself and not feel awkward. I actually look forward to alone time. I always did, and I always will. It's who I am. But as we all know everything in excess is not good. :) Raul is the same way! And that is something that we respect about each other.

I can't stand going with Raul to "his" stores. Like Compu USA or any car store. It's sooo boring to me. But then Raul can't stand going to "my" stores, like Barnes and Noble. And he can't stand the whole of idea of "just looking" when we go to stores. He wants to go in and buy. He thinks it's pointless to window shop. I think it's therapeutic to "just look". LOL. After talking about how we were going to deal with that, we decided that it's OKAY if we don't do certain things together. Now it comes natural when I decide to up and go to Barnes and Noble. It's an automatic, I'll be back c ya!!! :) And the same with him!!!

The other biggy was what to watch on TV. I can only watch UFC for so long, and he can only watch crime shows for so long. So we ended up taking advantage of the black Friday sales and we bought a TV for our room. Now his place is in the living room and mine is in the bedroom. It all works. And we don't mind the visits we give each other in between commercials. LOL.

I actually respect Raul for speaking up when he doesn't want to do something. I don't want him to do something by force or because we are "married". Of course there are some things that may not be tolerable, at least in my book. Like just sitting around the house and not contributing to the cleaning or something of that sort. There I don't care what you want or don't YOU MUST HELP. :) But for the most part I'm glad he speaks up and I'm glad that we find solutions to those "little" things.

There are a lot of things that we enjoy doing together. Like movies, dancing, get togethers with the family, swimming, having loong conversations on our patio, etc. etc.. etc... BUT as I mentioned before there will always be the certain something that we both back away from. And it's OKAY to do so, as long as there is a mutual understanding. :)

To be continued....

My Father!!!

I spoke with my parents this morning, first with my mom. We were chit chatting about this and that, then she says "well I don't think your dad told you, but the Dr. has found some possible cancer cells in your dad's prostate". For a minute her words sounded like "blahh blah blah" (that's the best way I can describe it). I was trying to absorb everything all at once. Then it seemed that in a matter of seconds it had all kicked in.

She went on to explain that they are looking into different treatment options. They give me the different options and I have already done some research on the internet. He does not have full blown cancer, the Dr. just noticed two "strange" spots on his prostate and wants him to take care of it as soon as possible.

I tried to fight back the tears while I was listening to my mom, but of course it was impossible. This is MY DAD we are talking about. And how weird that I just wrote a blog about Fathers.
I spoke with my Dad and he sounds fine and upbeat. I asked him if he was feeling okay, and he said "mija I feel fine I don't feel pain or anything as a matter a fact I feel like I am 20 years old, I've been working on the garden, and I will be going to go to work in a few hours". Even after everything my dad does not loose his sense of humor, which keeps me optimistic. This is the biggest health scare we have gotten, and I hope we all pull through as a family.

There is so much going on in my head right now. I wish I could be there with my parents to help or simply to be there with them. Once we find out when my dad will get the treatment, I plan on flying out there. I want to leave CA knowing that my dad is going to be okay. It is so true that when stuff like this happens you tend to forget all the senseless BS of everyday life. All I really care about right now is my dad's well being and that all this works out.

Please keep my dad in your prayers because those of you that know me well, know that I am extremely close to my Father and I want nothing more than for him to get through this. I need him to stick around for a loooooooong time!!

Fathers!

I try to take different routes to work. Well, there aren't that many, but when I do take the main road I always see Dad's going for their morning run while pushing their baby in the stroller. I have to say I LOVE TO SEE THAT! I have nothing but respect for men that are like that! It says so much about a guy. I think for the MOST part, this generation has evolved tremendously from the last.

I feel that it is so important to have a Father involved in their children's lives. I say that because I feel blessed to have had a Father that was ALWAYS there. I literally remember being at the park with my Dad, and him pushing me in the swing. It is clear as day in my head. I must have been about 5 years old. I have a lot of memories actually. My mom worked days, and my dad nights. I only know that because my parents told me that when I was older. But the memories are forever in my mind. I remember my dad combing my hair, walking me to school, (it was across the street from our house) taking me to the park, listening to my never ending rambling,(Yes, even at 5 yrs. old) only to find out that he wasn't even listening because before I knew it he was snoring. LOL. He was so tired from getting NO sleep! Anyway the list goes on and on!!!!

I am by no means the perfect person, but the type of relationship that I have with my dad has helped me out in coping with everyday life. I will be forever grateful that my dad was so involved in everything that my brother and I did. I love him to pieces and I am kept at ease knowing that he knows how much I appreciate him. My intentions are not to exclude my mother from the picture, because she also impacted my life tremendously (in a good way), but in reality this blog is mainly about FATHERS. :)

P.S. A blog about mothers will be posted at a later time! :)

Uncomfortable!

The hubby and I went out for breakfast today at an undisclosed location. We are always up to trying new restaurants, so we decided to give it a shot. It was pretty packed and there were a mix of Hispanic and A LOT of White elderly couples. It didn't take long for me to get a bad vibe. And I'll say WHY in a minute. I noticed that the waitresses were going out of there way to sit the elderly White couples on one side of the restaurant and putting everyone else on "another side". I thought maybe it's just me, let me wait and see if this continues.

We finally got a table on the "other side" of the restaurant. As we are eating Raul says, "I don't ever want to come here again". And I say, "I don't either, I fell uncomfortable here." It wasn't long before Raul (almost whispering) said, "Have you noticed that they are sitting all the White people on one side?" Helllooooo of course I noticed. I couldn't really believe what I was witnessing. Could it be??? Was it just a coincidence? Either way we didn't enjoy the food at all and have decided NEVER to go there again!! But, I almost want to go back just to see if the same thing happens. Oh well, why waste our time.

If things were as they appeared, it is sad to think we still have to face that sort of prejudice.