Help create anaphylaxis awareness

It is estimated that anaphylaxis or life-threatening allergic reactions are the cause of 1500 deaths every year, 1500 deaths of which many could be prevented with raised awareness and preparedness.

Anaphylaxis occurs when our body is exposed to an allergen. Let’s be honest, many of us don’t even have any idea what we might be allergic to in such a way that it can cause our death. The main risk group for anaphylaxis is children (as well as adolescents). Exact causes can be different, but mainly they fall into one of these three categories – food, insect bites and stings, medications. Right now approximately 13 percent of U.S. children are affected by food allergies in one way or another. In serious cases the only suggested first-line treatment is epinephrine.

Julie Bowen, actress known from series such as Modern Family, recently kicked of a competition called Raise Your Hand for Anaphylaxis Awareness. Supported by Mylan Specialy L.P. it has been designed to raise both awareness and preparedness. Bowen is Rallying people to “raise their hand” for their school district. Four school districts in which most hands are raised will get a grant of $15 000 to support educational programs. Details on how you can help your school district and take part of the competition can be found at www.Anaphylaxis101.com.

Additionally you should also spread the word about anaphylaxis among your loved ones – your family, your friends and ask them to do the same.

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Gather your family and vote for the cause you care about

If you want to help create a positive impact on your neighborhood, now is your chance. All you have to do is go to www.statefarm.com/neighborhoodassist and vote for the cause that matters to you the most. You can vote up to ten times a day until April 22. The voting is open since April 4 and the top 40 vote-getting causes will be awarded a grant of $25 000.

March 6 was the last day when people across the U.S. and Canada had the chance to answer the call from State Farm to submit a cause that would make a positive impact. Total of 3000 submissions were received.

State Farm Youth Advisory board, comprised of 30 students in ages 17-20, reviewed all the causes and based on their selected criteria, chose 200 causes that were put on a public vote. Forty of those causes, the ones getting the most votes, will be getting the State Farm grant.

“The beauty of State Farm Neighborhood Assist is that it places decision-making power directly in the hands of the public,” said Mary Crego, State Farm Senior Vice President. “We hope the 2013 program is able to increase last year’s widespread positive impact on U.S. and Canadian communities.”

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I’d Like to Teach the World to Sing – and Not to Blame and Sue…

So many things are out of hand and need to be reset. If only it were that simple. Society’s knee jerk reaction to sue whenever something goes wrong is one of the most damaging problems we face.

If we wanted to really trace the problem closer to its roots we could go back a step to our nation’s quickness to place blame anywhere but on ourselves. I don’t recall my parents playing the blame game as I was growing up, but I remember hearing people who did. And I know that my generation is filled with people who trip on some ice outside the bank and their minds go directly to how they can work the situation for some money. Then go as far as to feel what they’re doing is okay because it’s “legal.” They got a lawyer and if the lawyer said they had a case, and the jury ruled in their favor, then by goodness they must have deserved that money. Funny, though, how when such a thing is flip flopped against them, they call foul and curse lawyers for being liars and predators. Sigh. People.

Medical cases can be tricky though, and an example of where a reset button would come in really handy. There probably was a day when a doctor could make a mistake, admit it, allow for restitution, and be judged by his peers based on the circumstances of the incident. Not today. Whether we’re dealing with medical malpractice, the patient has to fight to be compensated for suffering due to medical mistakes. Doctors are hushed up, cooperation is minimal, and the patient’s well being is put aside in favor of fighting for the smallest compensation from malpractice insurance. My own Uncle was hung out to dry after he went in for surgery on his right leg and they instead operated on his left. This is not right, but how do you suppose we got to this point?

We became a sue happy society, that’s how. Predator patients and/or attorneys push forjudgments and amounts of money not due them, so those in the medical practice have had to adopt a “cover my ass” policy, otherwise they’d fall victim to scam artists and misguided patients. We are our own worst enemy in so many things. People like my Uncle go uncompensated while more savvy game players get what they want and don’t deserve.

It’s all so twisted up and layered that i don’t know how we’ll ever change it. Especially with the prevalence of blame in society today. Come to think of it, even if we had that reset button and started over from scratch, if our attitudes don’t change everything would just unfold back to this point anyway. So maybe the key is to focus on our attitudes as a society. Goodness help us.

The Sound of My Work Day

There are so many disadvantages to living in Michigan in the winter time and there are so many things working against my mood and focus. Summer time is so much more inspirational with the sunshine, birds chirping, and longer days.  I wish it was possible for summer time me to poke my head in once in a while and remind me of the things that I already know need to be done to keep me at the top of my winter day games. Unfortunately that can’t happen and I sometimes get to taken down by the grays outside and the bitter cold that I forget those tools exist. Fueled, I bet, by yesterday’s out of season warmth and sunshine, I started making a list of what perks me up when I’ve got the cold weather blues, and am incorporating them in my daily to-do list.

#1 is lighting. Duh. When I drop the kids off for school in the spring and fall, it’s already light by the time I get home and dig into work. I have already felt the benefits of the sunshine on my skin. As we spiral off into morning darkness, I am so on autopilot that I just dig into work and forget to light up the house! It’s not exactly dark – it’s just gray and gloomy. So first thing when I come in – Turn up the lights.

#2 is music. The music is probably actually the most important tool but logistically speaking, the first thing I should do when I come in the house is turn on the lights as pass by them. Then tune in some tunes. The selection of music is tricky though. It positively cannot have words. I know everybody is different but I cannot write with people talking or singing around me unless I am already deep in the zone. So for instance, as much as The Black Eyed Peas get me excited to do laundry and scrub bathrooms, they kill my writing mojo instantly. Instrumental music can be a downer though. Bordering on funeral-ish. I find that orchestral strings are the best writing music for me. Even when the song is sad, there is always this great BUILD UP that subconsciously gets my adrenalin pumping and motivation high. Paired with ocean sounds or chirping birds through the window in the summer and I’m a writing machine morning til night!

#3 Lists. In addition to the order and organization of a list, I get satisfaction and further motivation from checking things off and seeing my accomplishments before me. Such a simple easy addition but for maximum effect I have to do it the night before so I’m ready to get busy in the morning.

#4 Stretch breaks. Yup. Still struggling with this one. Even though it is possible to make it through my work day and cross everything off my list and be productive withOUT taking breaks to exercise, it is still taking a toll on me and my body for the rest of the day. When I take regular breaks for movement during the work day, I have more energy and longevity into homework, showers, and bed times with the kids.

There are always more things you can do to jazz up your work day but it’s more likely to stick if you keep the changes small and simple. That’s what I’m banking on anyway. What is the key to your successful work day? What kind of music do you like to listen to when you’re creating?

Capturing Photos, Memories, and Deals

I was cleaning out the closet the other day and found our camcorder. It was way in the back of the closet being neglected. Just like my photo albums. When we first became parents we took a lot of pictures. It was easy because I had a couple of great cameras for work, my parents got us an easy to use camcorder, and the kids were small and somewhat easy to contain. They also loved hamming it up for pictures.

Cut to today. Cameras have water damage. Thank you kids.  Camcorder has some kind of sticky damage. Thank you again kids. I have a cell phone that takes pretty great pictures but the kids don’t like having their pictures taken anymore! Plus they’re hard to keep up with and not so “contained” at 12 and 16 as they were at 3 and 7. My dog, though? He loves to have his picture taken. And he is small and since his favorite position is laying down at my feet, he is easy to keep up with. If you look at my cell phone images or browse my Facebook, it looks like I have an out of priority affection for my Schnorkie but I promise that’s not the case. I love them all equally. Hehe. But like I said, Hobo is just easier to capture in the lens.

I have been thinking about getting a new camera, though. What kind of Mom has no camera or scrap books? One that got frazzled for a spell. Then was broke for a spell. i’m still broke but I did just get a second job. Yay! So I can at least THINK about replacing some of the things that have been lost, broken and ruined during the child rearing process.

Parenting in a recession has taught me a lot of good shopping habits. Going to the mall and ordering from manufacturers online has been replaced by finding gently used, bulk, and overstock items. It’s absolutely thrilling finding insane deals at places like nomorerack.com and Overstock. Nomorerack actually has a pretty good deal on a digital camera today. The deals come and go quickly and this one likely will not be available when I am ready to buy, but I am confident there will be another one to replace it.

As for the camcorder in the closet – Hubs is cleaning it up and hopefully we will get that up and running again soon. I am becoming a little embarrassed by all the pictures of my sweet amazing schnorkie. Wanna see one?

 

Playground Mulch and Other Lessons

My kids are twelve and sixteen now and they still love climbing on things. I keep waiting for them to outgrow it because it makes me so nervous. My daughter has always played on top of slides and playground equipment, rather than utilize the swings, rings, and actual functions, and my son has taken to jumping off the top of the swings and over the trampoline net to land on the trampoline.  The “what ifs” in those scenarios run rampant through my mind. My Mom was a “what iffer” and I hated it. I cannot believe I have become one!

I have vivid memories of being just like my daughter and the favorite parts of my swingset not being the “toy” parts, but rather the connecting and load bearing bars and poles. Hanging, swinging, and climbing along those were the best part! I imagined I was a gymnast in the Olympics. I did fall down on occasion and get scraped up, but thanks to companies like Rubbercycle, kids today have it a little easier.

I have noticed recycled rubber mulch around commercial type play areas before but didn’t realize that its usage goes beyond school playground safety. I didn’t pay much attention to what it was or consider that I could have it at my house too!

I have seen people landscape their playscape areas with traditional mulch and I thought that was pretty fancy. The grass around the swings and slides see so much traffic that anything looks better than bare spots worn in the grass. It also makes mowing easier. We have to move the trampoline all over the yard to mow and prevent grass dying underneath. Playground mulch makes such good sense. Rubber mulch is a bonus!

Not only is the ground covered, more attractive,  and easier to maintain, but it provides more cushion for the kids. Is it going to protect my kid when she falls down from tight rope walking across the top beam of the swing set? No. But I suppose that’s where the “parent supervision” part comes into play. :)  But for protecting knees and elbows and faces from the normal wear and tear associated with playground playing, it’s great! AND the bonus bonus is that it’s environmentally responsible, made from recycled tires!

I wish I could say that “the dangers” of playing on jungle gyms was my only “what if” habit. But it’s not. It has spread from what they eat, where they go, who they hang out with, what they watch on television, the video games, and worst of all – going to school. “What if she spends her lunch money on cake?” “What if the kids pick on her?” “What if she tells her teacher how much I swear at home?”  … So many scenarios! Sigh. I don’t know.

My son turned it around on me one day. Whatever the situation was I can’t remember, but when I over reacted with “what if?” He said, “You’re right Ma. Let’s think about this. “What if?” I don’t know if I simply had a brain freeze from having it turned on me and put on the spot or what – but I really couldn’t think of any consequences that bad. Or that likely. It was like the time he made me realize that my default answer to everything was, “No.” I don’t like letting him know he makes a good point here and there. I don’t need a power shift at this point! He’s already getting taller and bigger than me. I need to maintain SOME ground here! :)

What every day stuff do you worry about most with your kids? What kind of lessons have your children taught you?

 

 

 

Women, Wisdom, and Egg Donation

You know, no matter how good you eat or how well you live your life, sometimes things just don’t turn out the way you planned them. Girls are programmed from birth that regardless of whatever else they achieve in their lifetime, their biggest accomplishment is marriage and motherhood. When something gets in the way of that it can be devastating to a young woman’s psyche. I know because I’ve been there.

Working to my favor is the fact that the getting married and having babies bug never bit me. I had nothing against getting married, I just didn’t see it as my life’s goal and I thought big lavish weddings were silly. I announced at an early age, “Ma, I am going to elope one day and adopt children that nobody else wants.” And that’s exactly what happened. But as it turned out, I couldn’t have have had my own children naturally, even if I had wanted.

After I graduated high school my Mom took me to the doctor to have some things checked out that she found suspicious. After several appointments, tests, and surgery the verdict was in – No uterus. No kids. With every fiber of my being I did not care that I was not going to be having any babies. But I was devastated that I COULDN’T, if that makes sense. Because even though I had escaped society’s notion that I should want to have children, I still had value placed on the ABILITY to do so as part of her strength and worth. I felt different, and incomplete, and defective.

Even though I didn’t want to have a baby at all – my passion revolved around older children who were having difficulty getting placement because of their ages – I had nightmares for a month about being trapped in the loft of an abandoned barn. I could hear a baby crying but I couldn’t find my way to it.  Because the rational, “sensible” side of me knew that I didn’t want to have kids, I decided I was fine, ignored the nightmares and depression, and declined any counseling. I didn’t realize I was suffering inside until much later when things started taking a toll. I am 42 now and I still suffer with negative self worth and my completeness as a woman and mother.

The practical, activist side of me gets upset with women who have trouble getting pregnant yet continue to pursue expensive alternative methods. I cannot figure out why a person would spend all that money and go up against egg donation risks or the drama of a surrogate when there are already countless children who need families and good mothers desperately. I criticized a lot when I was in my thirties. But along with reaching the top of the hill, forties does bring some kind of wisdom. And when I look at the toll not being able to have children has taken on me, someone who didn’t even want to have babies, I can only imagine the magnification of the impact on someone who spent their whole life dreaming of it. To them,egg donation risks are just part of the deal. When you want something bad enough you don’t see road blocks – only speed bumps.

Sometimes I look at my forties and cry, “Where is all the wisdom I was looking forward to? The exhales?! The inner peace and such?!” When I quiet down long enough I realize it’s there. It’s in the subtle changes of attitude and opinion that I didn’t even realize I had until the subject comes forward. It is in the ability to see the trees through the forest, and realize that nothing is final or over or the end of the world, until you’re dead. Everything else you can manage.

I do have a regret though. I wish I had come to all this understanding a little earlier because I just found out that the payment for donating eggs is about $6,000 but you have to be between the ages of 21 and 30 to participate. Dang it! 

 

 

Lots of Opportunities

 

This guest post from Lewis Beck

There are a lot of great opportunities for small business owners here in Texas and I’ve had a lot of fun over the last few months trying to decide exactly what direction I wanted my company to take. His great part about living here is that the people at the small business administration are so incredibly helpful, they were knowledgeable about everything from dallas business internet service to tax codes to HR rules. I can’t imagine what life would be like if I was still working for “the man” but I do know that I’m far happier being my own boss than I ever have at any previous job. I guess it’s all about what you make of your life and for me this risky decision has been one of the best I’ve ever made. I’m not saying I’m a millionaire but at the end of the day all that really matters is that I am happier, more fulfilled and I really like the direction my life is going. Who could ask for more than that?