Voting

As all of you know , it was voting day, yesterday. And yes we got out to vote. I have not always voted. At 18 I always felt to shy and not smart enough to vote. So, it wasn't until I was 35. For some reason , I for go the embarrassment of going into the school , that I was told to go to on my voting card. I would stand in a long line. with many people and over hear comments on how some saw life and how it should be ran. I just stood there , to shy to say anything, And since I knew people could be right down mean, I kept to myself. my opinion This first time I speak of ,was one of the presidential moments, It was from the many times my mother would encourage me. She had no idea how the fear grew when just by the thought of being around strangers made me sweat. I didn't know how to vote. Yeah, sure there were people there to help. I mean that is why they volunteer their time , help those that had no glue what , or how voting worked. But when you believe that you're not smart enough to work a little plastic pencil like thingy. to punch in your vote. you tend to avoid going. And the truth, I never paid that much attention who was running, there were times too that voting on new amendments seemed long and unbelievable winded. If I already didn't think I was smart. reading an amendment sure gave me confirmation I wasn't it took a lawyer to understand them . So , I just placed that little plastic pencil like thing over the first little hole and voted.I would learn that every election I would need to get out to vote. Not just for president but mayor and governor and voting on raising taxes , since now I was a home owner. I was going to make sure my voice was heard. I sure had grown since that shy young person first walked into that school. Now, I had moved away from what I was use to. I assumed that it was the same here in Tennessee as it was in Michigan when it came to voting. ( ONE SHOULD NEVER ASSUME!) We , my husband and I did get sign up for our voting card when we first moved here. but it told us nothing as to where we had to go. Was it in town, was it a school!!? We almost gave up and decided to for go voting. But I deep down did not want to do that. I knew who was running. And truth, anymore there isn't good choices, but I wasn't going to let somethings just pass by. there were admemdments that I wanted to vote on. It wasn't until the very last minute and from a call from a stranger that we would find out right where to go to vote. Yes, we live in Hickman county. but we live in cobble. An area that they name to section off since Hickman is so large . So, we cleaned up. Hopped into the truck and off we went. It was at this little country store , where we had to vote at. Walking into the store , the porch was made of wood , the floor of the store also wood. This store was old country , I loved the sound of it. and There were no lines. oh, there were people there to vote , two actually. But nothing what I was use too. And it seemed everyone knew someone who would walk in after us. The sweet older woman took our names told us what we needed to do. The only differences , was the voting machines. They would be my first very voting on such High tech! The volunteers made sure we understood how it worked and what we had to do once we were all done . It was nothing for me to feel my age! What happened to the paper ballet ????? I also have become more out spoken, it was nothing for me to open the door to this store and say hello! Just as if I knew everyone there. Time , Age and believing in yourself sure makes the difference. I wonder how many people out there , who believe they aren't smart enough to make a choice. to vote? There was one candidate here that , it was the way he talked through his nose that made him not get my vote. Now, when you think about it ,to judge a person on the way they talk ,through their nose , just doesn't seem fair. I just see him in front all those other Senators , talking and having to listen to him explain. I know it got on my nerve , All those TV adds! made me want to put a sock in it ! Well , I sure hope that some of you got out to vote , To teach your children the worth of their voice. no matter how little or how much it seems it doesn't get heard, Because I know for myself, If hadn't been for my mothers encouragement to vote. I would have never saw my first Paper ballet!

Mammogram

Today was my very early appointment for my Mammogram and the Pelvic test. Eight O'clock in the early morning. As I was told I had to drink 32oz cup of water an hour before my appointment for the pelvic . What they failed to tell me was that this test wouldn't be done until 8:30. Since I had no idea that this was to happen, I set off into town, A lovely ride, down right freezen, with now an uncomfotable bladder, I did a few errands before getting to the hospital , where this would all take place, I stopped to get the two pack of cigarettes, which was for my husband and drop off mail that I had written early that morning. I was still early for my appointment, it was only 7:20 by the clock in the truck. Now my bladder was really telling me it was time to get my ass to the restroom and let things out!, I thought if I was just a little early I could be seen earlier. Little did it know that I still had almost an hour to get in for that test, and that My breast were the first up for the morning work out. This little hospital sits way out,up on a hill , if it wasn't for the one sign that tells you to turn on swan street, you wouldn't know we had one. So, I sat listen to the radio , looking st anything that would keep my mind off my bladder. In fact the office of this hospital wouldn't be open until 7:30 , and as I have found out no one is in a rush here. So, I moessy out of the truck about 7:32 thinking I wouldn't be too early, right on time is what my bladder thought, As I reached the last door into the hospital, timming was everything. The lady had just unlocked the window to the main office. I was truly the first one in line.Hell, I was the only one ! She had me go around to the side door that would bring me into the office area where she would jot down all my info. Oh!I was in egony, I never wiggled , rocked in all my life as I did as she asked all the questions she asked. I felt as I was about to tear up. I also worried that maybe I didn't have enough water in my bladder for this test. As I mentioned this to the lady , She pointed at the water fountian in the hall way, where I could refill up my 32oz McDonald cup . I decided I would only put a tad in it to melt the ice that was left in the bottom.She told me I had to walk to the end of the hall to the left to Xray. With each step I felt as if I was going to let the flood gates up and all would ran out. I made the turn. Looking for Xray , it seemed as I couldn't find the darn thing, if it wasn't for seeing the new doctor ( Dr.Hutchens) coming down the hall towards me . He looked at me, I was surprise he recognized me. He pointed to a door, I don't think I would have ever found it. And trust me when I tell you , this hospital isn't that big, I think the water from my bladder had reached my eyes, Since that door seemed to be right in front of me, With that, I handed my papers to the lovely lady sitting there, she tells me that I can have a sit in the waiting room. OH MY GOD ! where was that ?, it turned out I had seen one on the way there, So I went back, Still under the notion that I would soon be seen, and it would be the pelvic exame first. It was about 7:50 , I paced. I watched tv , I ate M&M candies out of the lion club candy machine. Now I was looking for a clock , it had to be a least 8 , maybe they forgot about me. So, I walked back, I asked this lady when was I up for these tests ?. this is when I would learn that I would have my mammogram first and the pelvic later. Now I wanted to cry , I foolishly believe I needed more water !?. To make sure that my bladder was full and now , I was really hurting, I tell this all to the lovely lady sitting behind a desk. She would say, that if I wanted to let a little out that it would be just fine.Have you ever try to just pee a little!? There is no way anyone can just let a few drops out with a bladder beyond full . Without letting it all go~. She told me that the reason for the delay was that tech for the mammogram helped her with a problem and for that was the reason it was taken a little longer, but she would be with me soon . So. I went back to what I thought, at the time was the waiting room. The reason I tell you this is , that later after leaving there.I would see a waiting room marked clinic ,a waiting room which I assume was the one the lady was refering too .So,finally the tech came and got me. as I make my way to this very small room marked mamegraphy. And trust me it was small! It was also very cold. I doubt it had any heat.within this room I was then taken to a very very small bathroom. where I was take off my blouse, which I did. ICE COLD! . it took everything I could to keep from wetting myself. All of this the tech knew.She would take my breast and lay it out on the plate, which felt like an ice cube. Pressing and lifting each breast all the while trying to keep from wetting myself. Now, all is done. This tech would see if the other tech was finally in , since she actually didn't start work until 8:30. ( for the pelvic). My God.! you mean I could even sit longer if this woman decided to be late!!!!!!!! Another woman came in , she would be that teach.Now I had to walk from this little room. To the other, where this test was to be held. In a small hospital grown, and without realizing it . I would walk hafe open, down a hall where a man would be sitting. but at that time that didn't even cross my mind because my bladder was,then the possible embrassment of this man seeing my breast. She pressed and polked. Making the remark that my bladder was indeed full. WELL YEAH! When all is done I was to walk back to the other room in which I had left , I had to make sure the mamograms came out without a mistake. At that time I could let the flood gates open and let go the waters!I sat there in the hospital grown , waiting , waiting for this woman to return,just so she could tell me they were fine and I could go home . In the end . When this lady finally return , she had assume I had gone since she didn't see me. Assumeing the other tech gave me the go ahead to leave. Not knowing I had gone into the very small bathroom to empty my bladder ,which by the way took a very long time to empty . In the end , what I thought may happen happened .Where I should find out more about tests and which one would be first , So I can better time it all ! Lets just hope there isn't going to be another :) Ahh, county life . Don't you just love it !