Comments about Burma..I mean Myanmar

I was watching the news about the protests in Myanmar with a sinking feeling. Its not that I'm not thrilled that an oppressed people, lead by the otherwise peaceful Buddhist monks of their country, are trying to remove the military boot on their necks that holds them down. Quite the contrary. My concern is a memory I have of a weekend in June of 1989.

I had been following the developments in China the whole last 6 weeks of my high school career. The Sunday of the crackdown, my family and I were driving back from Virginia where we had attended my cousin's high school graduation, in preparation for my own graduation that Monday. They interrupted radio service to announce it. I will never forget the feeling of disgust, fear, and youthful shock when I finally got to a TV and saw one lone student, probably not much older than myself, taking on a tank. That memory will be burned in my brain forever.

So, 18 years later, I watch the news reports with baited breath and hope the people of Burma can pull off a revolution, without taking on tanks.

self editing for protection

After talking with Daniel, we have decided to take down the entry "read your medicine box insert". We found that a ambulance chasing lawyer in Texas had used an excerpt, almost word per word, from the blog on their site, including Ned's name. We can't do anything since I didn't have a copyright on my blog...that will change as of today.

The truth is that the truth is never black and white. We will never know what truly made Ned pull that trigger. The medicine could have had something to do with it, but we will never know for certain. All I wanted to do is make people aware that the drug you might be taking might have a dangerous side effect, and that one should ALWAYS be very careful and be a good medical consumer and know as much about your meds as possible. And from here on out....ANYONE WHO DOES AN EXCERPT FROM MY BLOG WITHOUT MY EXPRESS PERMISSION WILL BE UP SHITCREEK....UNDERSTAND!!!!!

Self imposed writing cocoon

I have to admit, I have been in a self -imposed writing cocoon for the past few months. What started as a slow, boring, blissfully average summer turned dramatic and stressful in a blink of an eye. I'm sitting in our new house that we didn't even have a dream about having in June. Daniel and his family continue to reel from the suicide of his brother. My nursing plans were derailed after having to drop my Anatomy class because I got behind after Ned's death.

But... the garden is still blooming. The sun is still rising. The weather is still on the hot side of comfortable. Sometimes, a holding pattern is necessary. Tomorrow is the the Fall Equinox, and winter will soon be here..and normalcy will return.

How did they make it this long?!?

My grandparents will have their 60th wedding anniversary tomorrow!!!!!! Along the way, they had 11 kids, and have buried 2 already. The first 30 years he tried to beat her to death. Now she willingly takes care of him. They are having a party, so it will be interesting to see everyone.

reactions to previous entry

Well well it seems this blog gets read after all. A few days ago I got two emails, one from CBS 11 Dallas-Ft. Worth, and People magazine about using Ned's story for a news investigation and an article about Chantix and it's adverse reactions. I sent them to Daniel, and he has been talking to the Ft. Worth people. We don't want to sue Pfizer, we just want Ned's story to hopefully save someone else's life. Nothing will bring him back, we just don't want his senseless death to be in vain.