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Saturday, April 20, 2019

Prime Time

Stand by for NEWS!
Meanwhile...you can check out what my figure should look like, but at this time does not resemble:

Hmm..seems I have having difficulty loading these inappropriate pictures. I guess perhaps Big Brother has put a block on them. You know, it is getting more and more censored out there. 
Nothing is for free and oh wait. That ain't workin', that's the way you do it.
Money for nothin' and your chicks for free. You know where to find the rest. 

Anyhoozle, after this coming weekend I will hopefully have some pics to share and some exciting news about one of my graduate courses. Right now it is flooding, but we are supposed to have a reprieve tonight. Yay.  

Spring semester is almost finished and on to summer. And now for a continuation of my monkey paper which is due in Primatology class. Do you know how hard it is to write about something you know nothing about? Egads. And do it without wine? Usually I write drunk and edit sober. Not really, but it might work better. 

Tuesday, April 2, 2019

The Place of Brotherly Love

There is a lot on my mind lately, but most of it is overshadowed by my brother's fight for survival. He has always been so strong. In the last few communications, he has expressed his exhaustion in fighting all that Chrohn's has given him which is more than enough for an army to endure. I can't let him give up and I can't accept it when he is tired, although I cannot fathom his pain. It is a hard reality to face and so I choose not to and hold out for hope. Below is a FB post from my sister in law. I am sharing it here in hopes you might share it as well and perhaps a miracle or a donor would appear. My brother is pretty great. If I could trade him places, I would in a heart beat even though I am secretly a pussy and hate to be sick. He is so worthy of good health. Aside from all the pain and discomfort he feels on a daily basis, he does so much for so many and is always active in his community. I could only aspire to be a fraction of his goodness.

April is Donate Life Awareness Month; it seems most fitting today to update everyone on Alex Marschalk.
We visited Thailand in January in an attempts to halt or hinder his liver disease (Primary Schlerosing Cholangitis). Again, I want to mention this liver disease is NOT related to a drinking history, it is an autoimmune disease. It seems the stem cells have been ineffective at this point. Alex's liver is failing quite quickly currently.
He has been in the hospital again recently due to internal bleeding (varicies) and now has developed a blood clot in his portal vein which is not completely occluding the vein but if it does he is toast. AND, due to compromised circulation to his abdomen his stoma ( ileostomy (shit bag) he has due to he had to have his colon removed three years ago) is losing circulation. It is very painful. And finally. all his lab values are declining and showing his liver is deteriorating quicker than before. He is being evaluated this Wednesday for a stent to be placed in his liver to relieve some of the pressure in his circulatory system. It's a little risky...
So, Alex has been on the liver transplant list for two years and remains in the middle of the list. Most daunting is that he is of 0 negative blood type. He has a 13% chance of receiving a cadaver donor (for example someone dies in an accident and is a donor)
SO, it has been recommended that Alex pursue a living donor. This would involve someone of 0 blood type between the ages of 18-60, willing to donate part of their liver, the donors liver starts to grow back within the first week and fully in a couple of months.
I am going to post the contact number and link for those that are interested in becoming a living donor. It is all confidential, we are never told if anyone or no one offers to donate.
or call toll free 866-227-1569
or email at livingdonororgantp@mayo.edu
We are hopeful otherwise life would be quite bleak. Alex is the most humble, helpful, unassuming , kind man and a proud father of delightful Eva who is 10. He is so deserving of good things and good health, a chance at a long life.
Thanks for your consideration.

Monday, March 25, 2019

Catch The Ball!

Well, it has taken me 6 years to get here: to the ledge of the hole. I'm still hanging on by the fingernails, but I am determined to stand my feet on firm ground again. One more year should give me a better position.

Six years of struggles, poverty, and even food banks and assistance in 2013. Not many people know that. It feels pretty amazing to be here today and look back. 

I prayed and continue to pray every day. I thank God for all of you and my family who helped me in one way or another by lifting me up or helping me out. How do you return in kind all of that? I think of all of you often. Kindness in many forms.

As the world goes, I am certain many people facing the same things I did will not get out of poverty because they do not have the same skills. This is where we have to step in as a nation and do better. They do not have grit, determination, and a fabulous support system-both known and unknown. Some have mental illness or disorders. If I had those, I am not sure where I would be today.

Yes, I know. You are saying, "But, but-you crazy!"

All kidding aside, I have not been diagnosed with that.

My situation and case in point concretes the fact if we all did a little something to help someone and reach out to strangers when the opportunity arises, we can make a difference. You did. There were moments I felt like throwing in the towel and just hiking across America and living out of a dumpster. But, then there were those things like germs and diseases and bugs which deterred me.

Great people like me are still out there struggling. When someone is there throwing the ball, you just have to catch it! And sometimes you have to bury your pride and suck it up.

I try to give back when I can and reach out as much as possible. Sometimes it is obvious to me and I need no prodding. Other times, I go to churches and charities. Don't worry, I will never forget where I come from-my childhood, my family, moving into the upper poverty socio-economic status, and here. It grounds you forever. It was a good lesson. However, one I do not want to repeat.

There is more to my madness. Stay tuned.

Now, today, to give back. Here is a story I thought I would share with the world which happened last week. Enjoy!