Kidney Donor Note #4

Its been one entire year since the transplant and my husband is doing very well:

  • Kidney is functioning extremely well! Creatinine level is 1.1 meaning that his new kidney is doing its job and his body isn’t rejecting it.
  • He’s been taken off of four out of five of his daily blood pressure medications.
  • Appetite has fully returned! His weight on the day of surgery was 163 lbs and he now weighs 210 lbs. Right now he claims to be on a diet……. 0_o
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  • His energy level has significantly increased.
  • His skin color has returned back to normal and his eyes no longer appear to be sunken in.
  • There are still certain parts of the scar that are numb. We were made aware beforehand that this could possibly happen and that if it did, the chances of regaining feeling in those areas were slim.
  • The swelling around his scar has dramatically decreased.

I am also doing quite well. In fact, I’m doing so well that our baby girl just turned three months.

*Insert your happy smile.*

Now you’re staring at the screen in confusion.

……And you’ve just done the math!

We became pregnant only about one month after the surgery. It wasn’t my fault but I don’t blame my hubby for being unable to control himself. All of this sexiness? C’mon! We can all give the young man a break here. Lol.

Our only daughters name is Harmony Rain Miller and despite the warning that she could be physically deformed due to the medications we were both on, she is the most bestest, awesomest, and cutest little diva ever! She’s amazing, and tiny, and smiley, and snuggly. *insert happy sigh*

*Grudgingly shares pic*

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*Grudgingly shares another*

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So the moral of the story is that a year later and we’re still WINNING! To those who have prayed for us, stuck by us, and loved on us, THANK YOU! We are so very lucky to have the support system that we do and we appreciate each and every single one of you!

“It’s So Hard To Say Goodbye.”

Having this blog has been such a positive learning experience for me and although I would love to keep posting, I have become extremely busy with writing and running my own business. This will be the last post on this blog but I would love to stay connected with all of you other bloggers, readers, and authors. Please feel free to post links in the comment section below or email me with your FB, Twitter, or Instagram links so that I can keep up with all of you!

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Melody S.

Hello Deadbeat: Thoughts of a Fatherless Child.

I move in wide circles which allow me to talk to a lot of different kinds of people entangled within a lot of different situations. Being an author, I am always interested in people and their stories. One story I am very personally familiar with and one I have been told far too often is the story of deadbeats.

Come on now, we all know who they are: the parent who walks out on their child. I can call myself an expert in this instance because we all know that experience can and will make an expert of anyone!

I’ve always wished I could just have a few minutes to live inside of Deadbeat’s head. I’d really like to know how they live with themselves. How do they stand the sight of their own faces in any mirror? Do they not wonder about the child out in the world somewhere growing up without their love, affection, and attention? Maybe they figure that the child is not missing anything? Well I’d beg to differ! While it is important financially to support ones child, it is not always feasible. Maybe the deadbeat lost his (her) job and has no money? Is that a good enough excuse to be physically, emotionally, and mentally absent as a parent? Nope! Unless Deadbeat is overseas at war or dead, there is no good reason why they aren’t being a responsible parent to what they helped to create.

For some of these slackers out here, being labeled a deadbeat isn’t enough. One step up from the deadbeat is who I like to call Deadbeat Selective Bum. Deadbeat Selective Bum is even worse than your average deadbeat because not only do they not take care of their child, but they go out and make more OR they go and get with another person who has children and take care of those. Hold on a minute, you walked out on your own to go and raise someone else’s? Wow! I’d like to ask Deadbeat Selective Bums what their own child has done to them that the next child is more important to them than their own. Maybe I’m just dense, but I fail to see this as anything but ratchet behavior. I don’t understand what kind of sense it makes to be having children and you already know that you suck at that job. Oh, wait..Maybe it’s a game and I didn’t get the memo? The ‘How Many Children Can I Make and Abandon before I Die’ game.

I’d also like to sit and chat with the significant others of these deadbeats. I’d like to know how they justify to themselves that they are contributing to the problem. Do they tell themselves that the abandoned child doesn’t matter as long as the deadbeat is doing for them and/or their children? How do they look at deadbeat and deadbeat selective bum and sleep with them without throwing up in their own throats? I wonder if the significant other ever considers that if deadbeat/deadbeat selective bum left another person and is forcing that other person to go it alone at parenthood it will most likely turn out the same way for them. How can anyone respect a person who abandons their child?

The moral of the story is this: If you are a man or woman out here in this world and you have children that you are not providing for (spiritually, physically, emotionally, and financially) you need to get your mind right and real quick. I can’t speak for others but I can surely speak for self when I say that I don’t have any respect for you as a human, period. Just remember that one day you will have to answer for all your actions and inactions…..What will be your excuse to the child that you abandoned? To your maker?

A Humorous Look at Mothering

I can say with complete and total honesty that I love being a mother. I love spending time with my children and some of my favorite life moments have either been shared with my children, or inspired by them. Children are great! They are innocent and when they grow up to turn out successful, the product of all of a parent’s hard work and dedication.

Most people believe that from the time of conception until a child is grown and rusty, everything that happens is cute and special. While this may be true of some things, other things just don’t evoke feelings of warm and fuzziness within me. Let’s keep it real, certain jobs expected of a mother are just downright punishing!

Changing Diapers-

Thus far I’ve only had the pleasure of raising boys and I must say that of all my mommy duties, this is the most dreaded one. I put his little body on top of the changing table and remove the wet diaper. He’s a little squirmy of course because he’s wet and he doesn’t like the feel of it on his bottom. Once removed, I place the diaper into the genie. Now because I am a mom and that means that I have super powers, a clean diaper magically appears in my hand as I am throwing out the used one. Coming up to re-diaper the tiny body of a male human, he pee’s dead in the center of my face. As if he was aiming a pistol and has a master shot, the pee lands squarely in between my eyes. A human has just urinated in my face! His bodily waste is cascading down over my nose and leaking off of my chin. Call me crazy but in my book, getting peed on is in no way cute!

Throw Up/Vomit

So, now that I’ve showered and changed my clothes, I no longer reek of urine. I’ve gotten into the shower and scraped my face until it is raw and sore to the touch (because of course I’m grossed out by my little baby’s bad manners.) It’s feeding time and I hold him cradled in my arms. Having his fill, this little guy needs a good burp now so that he won’t be gassy. Holding him with his little head lying just a bit over my shoulder, I pat his back trying to coax it out. Wearing only a thin shirt with spaghetti straps (for comfort) I become aware of something slowly oozing down my back. It feels warm and disgusting. Vomit! My heart is not filled with sunshine. I am not smiling. Pride does not bubble over within my soul. Time for the second shower of the morning.

Standing

Depending on how fast your baby is “moving” you may experience his want to stand sooner rather than later. In my case, J.R. is two months old and has been demanding to stand since he was about four or five weeks. I’ll hold him in the cradle position and try to snuggle but no, he’s not going for it. He straightens his whole body out and holds it stiff as a board. His toes are pointed, little arms unbending, hands curled into tight fists, his back is ram-rod straight and his knees are locked. This does not feel good on my arms and I know that in his nonverbal way he wants me to know that I better stand him up or else. I don’t want any trouble and so I stand him up. He has beaten me. Little J.R. has won the match and beaten me. I am his slave and he is calling all the shots. In what way is this cute and special? It’s NOT! It doesn’t make me feel proud of myself as a big grown adult to have to acknowledge that an infant is running things!

Crying

Some people really think that a crying baby is cute. I have heard people say, “Aw listen to him cry! He sounds so cute with his little voice!” Really? I must be totally out of my mind because a crying baby has the potential to make me go stark MAD! In my case, when my oldest (who we call Bird) was a baby he could cry for what seemed like an eternity. He was so used to being held that whenever I would try to sit or lay him down, he would scream at the top of his lungs. My mother’s advice was to allow him to cry it out for short intervals at a time and eventually he would get used to not being held all the time. I always thought my mother was a pretty smart lady. I really thought she knew everything and could solve any problem bought before her. Boy was I wrong! No matter how short or long of an interval I attempted to let him cry, my Bird never gave up. I knew he was never going to be a quitter because he won every single match! I was so determined to beat him at this game that while he was crying, I’d sit right in front of him giving him the challenge stare. Letting him look into my eyes and see that I wasn’t afraid of him. He’d scream at the top of his lungs looking me right back in my eyes with a look that said, “You’ll never win so you may as well accept defeat and PICK ME UP!”

Mothering is challenging but fun and rewarding. This is the one job that I know for certain I am very good at. I enjoy all aspects even though I may not always see the humor while in the moment. I think one thing that can take away a lot of the stress of being a mom is having a sense of humor; being able to laugh at your little people AND yourself. Just throw your head back and let out a big loud belly laugh at the fact that this little person has you running in circles and wrapped around his little finger!

Proper Facebook Etiquette.

 As I scroll down my Facebook timeline I often think to myself, “WTF”? I know that I can’t be alone. If you have been reading my blog for a while, then you know that I have written about Facebook before but this time it’s different. Certain things that I see I just want to reach through my computer or whatever device I happen to be on at the moment, and punch people right in the face. There needs to be some written Facebook etiquette rules because some of ya’ll need some act right, some learning, so I took the liberty. I figured if I write the rules then it will save some of you from getting punched in the throat!

1)      Please ignore the “people you may know” box on the right side of your screen if you do not actually know the person.

Now this rule is for those who just have a regular page not a fan page or any of the like. If you do not personally know someone meaning the two of you have never sat down and had a personal conversation, never hung out, never went to school together, never worked together, etc. THEN YOU DO NOT KNOW THE PERSON! Just because a person may know someone that you know doesn’t mean that you know them (DUH.) It is not proper etiquette to “FRIEND SHOP” off of other peoples Facebook friends lists! Oh…I get it…you want to appear popular? Ha!

2)      If you are anti-social and you do not “like” statuses or ever leave comments for any of your friends, stop expecting people to like and leave comments on your stuff.

 3)      Do not send game requests over and over and over again to people that you know DO NOT PLAY! It’s just rude and annoying as all hell.

 4)      Stop posting links that do not lead anywhere.

 Make sure that your ghetto link leads to somewhere BEFORE you post it! It’s like stopping to ask for directions and instead of a person telling you they don’t know where the location is, they act like they do and send you all over the damn planet. That’s rude!

 5)      It is not proper to post your whole entire life online then get mad because people are talking about you.

Facebook post: “I just had my 20th can of beer and now I’m about to drive home.”

Facebook comments: “You really should call a taxi.”

                                       “That is not the responsible thing to do.”

Your next Facebook post: “I am so tired of people always being in my damn business!”

Really?

6)      Do not tag people in corny pictures of quotes. If it isn’t funny or cute, do NOT go tagging everybody in it damnit!

7)      (For my creative folks) If people can’t post links on your wall of projects that they are working on (books, music, dancing, etc.) then DO NOT feel free to post your link on anybody else’s wall.  

 8)      It is rude to internet stalk….do not do it!

 That means do not delete someone (or get deleted by someone) and then go stalking the person’s page from someone else’s page. This is not only rude, but creepy as well.

 9)      DO NOT tag yourself in other people’s pictures!

I would think that if they wanted you tagged in their pic, they would have tagged you themselves…don’t ‘cha think?

 10)   This is the most important etiquette rule of all: DO NOT KILL PEOPLE THAT YOU MEET OFF OF FACEBOOK OR THAT YOU HAVE AS “FRIENDS”!

This is rude. This is NOT normal behavior. Stop it!

Hold Them Accountable!

As I did my norm of sitting at the kitchen table and eating, I pulled up Facebook on my iPhone. I scrolled down the time line and was stopped in my tracks by a friend’s status: “Eddie Long ‘Crowning’: Why do Black churches often put pastors on a pedestal?” I stared blankly and hoped that I was reading wrong. My body grew hot with rage and disbelief when I clicked the link and read all about Eddie Long being crowned king by who was supposedly a Rabbi. I watched in revulsion as he was wrapped in a tallis and raised up over his congregation on a throne. WHAT!? I am confused and mystified at how his congregation could still be so large and supportive of this man. They are still giving millions of dollars to this church and to this “pastor” who has molested boys and gay bashed. I want to walk in that church and scream at the top of my voice: HELLO? WHAT IN THE HELL IS WRONG WITH YOU PEOPLE?

This man is accused of touching on boys. He settled out of court. Even though it has not been said that he had extramarital affairs while married, in my opinion he did cheat on his wife………when he was molesting little boys. He spent millions to keep them quiet and to buy their trust. He looked their parents in their faces….and took their money on Sundays. HE TOOK THESE PEOPLES MONEY AND TOUCHED ON THEIR CHILDREN…..that’s enough to make me start looking for another place to worship. I don’t care what kind of church it is, if he is not being fired or at least being asked to step down temporarily while everything is sorted out, I got to go! That’s enough to make me talk to my children and find out if they have anything to tell me and if they do, that’s enough for me to speak up and make sure that he pays for what he has done and is doing.

Here is my problem with the title of that article and video: Black churches are not the only churches that overlook things and that like to play ignorant. Catholic priests have been called out on many of occasions and still people attend those churches. The title should have been written to address the problem within all churches that pastors, bishops, etc. are regarded as if they are God themselves.

Black people are also not the only race of people who do not know how to hold people accountable and make them pay for what they have done. CHRIS BROWN. If I felt like it I could in fact end this paragraph here because it is self-explanatory what I am getting at. This young man beat the holy hell out of his girlfriend but he is still selling music, touring, making appearances, and making money. Apparently the world has forgiven him…..but not without people saying that maybe his girlfriend bought it on herself. Maybe it wasn’t him but instead a look-a-like. I’m sure that not only Black people buy his music and purchase his concert tickets.

Kobe Bryant.

The singer R Kelly.

Tiger Woods.

………and the list goes on and on and on and on but I’m sure you get my drift.

My point is that not only Black people put Pastors on a pedestal and that the world puts celebrities themselves on pedestals. This is a problem because due to this, we are left with situations such as Eddie Long and this stupid a- crowning stunt. We need to start making people answer for the things that they have done!