Health nuts are going to feel stupid someday, lying in hospitals dying of nothing. ~Redd Foxx
Before I begin to whine I want to stop and acknowledge this award.
It was presented to me by Thom whose is tthe great presenter of these awards.
It comes with trully weird rules.
But my one rule is I never accept but only acknowledge awards that are not person specific annd expect you to pass them on.
So I thank Thom for having presented this award to me and I pile it in the black hole were I put all such awards.
Now on with the whine.
The other day I read that terrorist might be planning to use germ warfare next.
They might put the germs into our drinking water or spray them into the air.
They might put them into the heating system of a big mall.
After I read that and it had other examples, I had trouble sleeping at night.
I mean, how can I sleep when I might be drinking water filled with germs or breathing air that will kill me?
It certainly is not restful.
I suppose I could just drink soda. But the air I can’t do much about.
Then I read that Homeland Security is aware of the threat.
I felt better already.
There is an agency of my federal government that is standing ready to protect me.
That is a rest producing thought.
But then I thought that they might not know enough to prevent such an attack.
That’s when I discovered they were building a new $700 million research facility on infectious diseases.
See they are one step ahead of the problem.
I don’t have to woory.
I can sleep quietly.
But then I thought , I have to stop thinking, wonder if the diseases they are working with get loose and kill us. It could happen you know.
But then I read that every known safeguard is being built into the building. To leave the rooms where the experimentation is being done you have to pass through a sterile room and be sprayed with disinfectant. The air coming out of the room where the experiment is being held is both filtered and sterilized.
I am so very relieved. So very relieved.
They even did a Million dollar study to determine where it would be best to build the facility. The location that was deemed best suited is in Kansas.
Wow! Every little detail has been taken care of.
My government working to protect me.
But then the Government Accounting Office found the placement study to have been rushed and flawed.
That’s not good news. Not at all.
Building on the basis of a flawed study. What is the matter with Homeland Security?
But then it’s just a matter of location. That can’t hurt us. Right?
Well according to the GAO the facility is right in “heart of America’s tornado alley”.
In the heart of tornado alley. What were they thinking?
The GAO report went on to say “the risk of accidental release of dangerous pathogens is far greater than the department assumed. “
What! I may be killed by the action of the group that set out to protect me.
What is the matter with my government?
How will I sleep now?
Maybe I’ll move to Canada.
Old Mrs. Pemberthy’s son , by her first marriage, Victor Larson came yesterday to fill in the hole in the back yard. He got almost to the hole with a wheelbarrow full of dirt when he had the attack. It was a stroke or something because suddenly he couldn’t move. He was frozen in place like a statue. Mrs. Pemberthy called the clinic and the Nurse Practitioner came right out. She couldn’t even get his arm to bend. But his vital signs were all good. They called for an ambulance and took him to Iron Mountain.
There he was looked at by a number ofr specialists none of which could figure what was wrong with him. His arms wouldn’t bend, his legs wouldn’t bend, he couldn’t talk, but he seemed to be able to see.
They typed his symptoms into a national data base but got no results.
They tied to give him an IV but they couldn’t penetrate the skin. They had no way to feed him.It was a miracle he could breath.
This morning he was fine. He remembered going to his mother's house but nothing after that. They wanted to keep him for observation but he signed himself out and took the train home.
His mother swears it was the gremlins.
.It was a good breathing day. Betty and I left the Fortress in the morning and went to the Credit Union and closed our account. Then we took the cashiers check over to our new bank and deposited it. High finance in the morning. Just after we returned my sister called to tell me if I couldn’t use the treasure chest she sent me I should not send it back to her.In the afternoon we got the treasure chest items ready to mail to Gattina. They will be mailed tomorrow. Then I spent most of the day reading. I finished up with some blog visits. Now I need a breathing treatment.