Luezette

Hello all. 
Yesterday I had my Rheumatology appointment and he ordered a blood test with twelve tubes of blood taken outta me! Twelve!! Even the nurse could hardly believe it! I know at least one is to rule out Lupus, and the other 11? Who knows? But since I trust Mount Sinai Beth Israel hospital I let them turn me into a zombie, lol. And I wont know the results until coming February, in addition to the sonogram of my stomach to rule out fatty liver. Oh well. At least he's thorough.

Hello all. 
Yesterday I had my Rheumatology appointment and he ordered a blood test with twelve tubes of blood taken outta me! Twelve!! Even the nurse could hardly believe it! I know at least one is to rule out Lupus, and the other 11? Who knows? But since I trust Mount Sinai Beth Israel hospital I let them turn me into a zombie, lol. And I wont know the results until coming February, in addition to the sonogram of my stomach to rule out fatty liver. Oh well. At least he's thorough.

Hello all. 
Yesterday I had my Rheumatology appointment and he ordered a blood test with twelve tubes of blood taken outta me! Twelve!! Even the nurse could hardly believe it! I know at least one is to rule out Lupus, and the other 11? Who knows? But since I trust Mount Sinai Beth Israel hospital I let them turn me into a zombie, lol. And I wont know the results until coming February, in addition to the sonogram of my stomach to rule out fatty liver. Oh well. At least he's thorough.

Hello all. 
Yesterday I had my Rheumatology appointment and he ordered a blood test with twelve tubes of blood taken outta me! Twelve!! Even the nurse could hardly believe it! I know at least one is to rule out Lupus, and the other 11? Who knows? But since I trust Mount Sinai Beth Israel hospital I let them turn me into a zombie, lol. And I wont know the results until coming February, in addition to the sonogram of my stomach to rule out fatty liver. Oh well. At least he's thorough.

Hi everyone! Just wanted to thank all of you for being with me during my illness whatever this illness was. I still have no idea what it was or still is somewhat but still feel it though not as much or as before. In other words, yes I'm beginning to feel a little better. 
We're having a special talk today at 3pm by a Patterson Bethelite (y'all know I done forgot the name of it right? Good. So blame the bug whatever it's name was/is). 
Yesterday after visiting my new psych doctor (I'm officially accepted) I went straight back to Brooklyn to the mall for service, met a few sisters and we had a grand time together! (With chocolate and all. LOL).
Another reason for our joy was a man sitting there and he was intently listening to us chatter about Jehovah. So a sister and I began talking to him, and boy oh boy did he listen more!! Of course, not missing a beat we turned to him and began talking to him, thus giving him our fill attention. The result? My goodness! He began asking questions, listened patiently, asked more questions. We were on a roll because Jehovah put us there. 
It ended because the clock told us it was time to leave. But not before the man gave his information including his phone number and the best time for a brother to contact him including his main language (Spanish). He lives in another borough though still in New York (the Bronx). 
Yes, I hopped on the train dead tired, but grinning. Walking up the steps to catch another train closer to my building I ran into a few friends from my hall with the cart, and we chatted. Once home I died in my bed. Oh wait. 
Walking home from the second train I'm still in service because I dont stop my time until I'm directly in my apartment. 
So I offered literature to a woman as we passed each other. She said no. No problem. Then I heard this voice calling out "I'll take it." She apologized for saying no the first time, but I simply said "no problem my love, here you go." (Now look. Dont you good people go and ask me why didn't I get her information because I really have no viable answer, lol, but I saw where she turned in indicating where she lives which is in our territory. Good. But she also had bags (kinda loaded actually), which means that she too was very tired). 
Anyway, all in all it was a very good day thanks to a loving God Jehovah who never fails to give us what we need. 
 
 

Hi everyone! Just wanted to thank all of you for being with me during my illness whatever this illness was. I still have no idea what it was or still is somewhat but still feel it though not as much or as before. In other words, yes I'm beginning to feel a little better. 
We're having a special talk today at 3pm by a Patterson Bethelite (y'all know I done forgot the name of it right? Good. So blame the bug whatever it's name was/is). 
Yesterday after visiting my new psych doctor (I'm officially accepted) I went straight back to Brooklyn to the mall for service, met a few sisters and we had a grand time together! (With chocolate and all. LOL).
Another reason for our joy was a man sitting there and he was intently listening to us chatter about Jehovah. So a sister and I began talking to him, and boy oh boy did he listen more!! Of course, not missing a beat we turned to him and began talking to him, thus giving him our fill attention. The result? My goodness! He began asking questions, listened patiently, asked more questions. We were on a roll because Jehovah put us there. 
It ended because the clock told us it was time to leave. But not before the man gave his information including his phone number and the best time for a brother to contact him including his main language (Spanish). He lives in another borough though still in New York (the Bronx). 
Yes, I hopped on the train dead tired, but grinning. Walking up the steps to catch another train closer to my building I ran into a few friends from my hall with the cart, and we chatted. Once home I died in my bed. Oh wait. 
Walking home from the second train I'm still in service because I dont stop my time until I'm directly in my apartment. 
So I offered literature to a woman as we passed each other. She said no. No problem. Then I heard this voice calling out "I'll take it." She apologized for saying no the first time, but I simply said "no problem my love, here you go." (Now look. Dont you good people go and ask me why didn't I get her information because I really have no viable answer, lol, but I saw where she turned in indicating where she lives which is in our territory. Good. But she also had bags (kinda loaded actually), which means that she too was very tired). 
Anyway, all in all it was a very good day thanks to a loving God Jehovah who never fails to give us what we need. 
 
 

Hi everyone! Just wanted to thank all of you for being with me during my illness whatever this illness was. I still have no idea what it was or still is somewhat but still feel it though not as much or as before. In other words, yes I'm beginning to feel a little better. 
We're having a special talk today at 3pm by a Patterson Bethelite (y'all know I done forgot the name of it right? Good. So blame the bug whatever it's name was/is). 
Yesterday after visiting my new psych doctor (I'm officially accepted) I went straight back to Brooklyn to the mall for service, met a few sisters and we had a grand time together! (With chocolate and all. LOL).
Another reason for our joy was a man sitting there and he was intently listening to us chatter about Jehovah. So a sister and I began talking to him, and boy oh boy did he listen more!! Of course, not missing a beat we turned to him and began talking to him, thus giving him our fill attention. The result? My goodness! He began asking questions, listened patiently, asked more questions. We were on a roll because Jehovah put us there. 
It ended because the clock told us it was time to leave. But not before the man gave his information including his phone number and the best time for a brother to contact him including his main language (Spanish). He lives in another borough though still in New York (the Bronx). 
Yes, I hopped on the train dead tired, but grinning. Walking up the steps to catch another train closer to my building I ran into a few friends from my hall with the cart, and we chatted. Once home I died in my bed. Oh wait. 
Walking home from the second train I'm still in service because I dont stop my time until I'm directly in my apartment. 
So I offered literature to a woman as we passed each other. She said no. No problem. Then I heard this voice calling out "I'll take it." She apologized for saying no the first time, but I simply said "no problem my love, here you go." (Now look. Dont you good people go and ask me why didn't I get her information because I really have no viable answer, lol, but I saw where she turned in indicating where she lives which is in our territory. Good. But she also had bags (kinda loaded actually), which means that she too was very tired). 
Anyway, all in all it was a very good day thanks to a loving God Jehovah who never fails to give us what we need. 
 
 

Hi everyone! Just wanted to thank all of you for being with me during my illness whatever this illness was. I still have no idea what it was or still is somewhat but still feel it though not as much or as before. In other words, yes I'm beginning to feel a little better. 
We're having a special talk today at 3pm by a Patterson Bethelite (y'all know I done forgot the name of it right? Good. So blame the bug whatever it's name was/is). 
Yesterday after visiting my new psych doctor (I'm officially accepted) I went straight back to Brooklyn to the mall for service, met a few sisters and we had a grand time together! (With chocolate and all. LOL).
Another reason for our joy was a man sitting there and he was intently listening to us chatter about Jehovah. So a sister and I began talking to him, and boy oh boy did he listen more!! Of course, not missing a beat we turned to him and began talking to him, thus giving him our fill attention. The result? My goodness! He began asking questions, listened patiently, asked more questions. We were on a roll because Jehovah put us there. 
It ended because the clock told us it was time to leave. But not before the man gave his information including his phone number and the best time for a brother to contact him including his main language (Spanish). He lives in another borough though still in New York (the Bronx). 
Yes, I hopped on the train dead tired, but grinning. Walking up the steps to catch another train closer to my building I ran into a few friends from my hall with the cart, and we chatted. Once home I died in my bed. Oh wait. 
Walking home from the second train I'm still in service because I dont stop my time until I'm directly in my apartment. 
So I offered literature to a woman as we passed each other. She said no. No problem. Then I heard this voice calling out "I'll take it." She apologized for saying no the first time, but I simply said "no problem my love, here you go." (Now look. Dont you good people go and ask me why didn't I get her information because I really have no viable answer, lol, but I saw where she turned in indicating where she lives which is in our territory. Good. But she also had bags (kinda loaded actually), which means that she too was very tired). 
Anyway, all in all it was a very good day thanks to a loving God Jehovah who never fails to give us what we need. 
 
 

Hi everyone! Just wanted to thank all of you for being with me during my illness whatever this illness was. I still have no idea what it was or still is somewhat but still feel it though not as much or as before. In other words, yes I'm beginning to feel a little better. 
We're having a special talk today at 3pm by a Patterson Bethelite (y'all know I done forgot the name of it right? Good. So blame the bug whatever it's name was/is). 
Yesterday after visiting my new psych doctor (I'm officially accepted) I went straight back to Brooklyn to the mall for service, met a few sisters and we had a grand time together! (With chocolate and all. LOL).
Another reason for our joy was a man sitting there and he was intently listening to us chatter about Jehovah. So a sister and I began talking to him, and boy oh boy did he listen more!! Of course, not missing a beat we turned to him and began talking to him, thus giving him our fill attention. The result? My goodness! He began asking questions, listened patiently, asked more questions. We were on a roll because Jehovah put us there. 
It ended because the clock told us it was time to leave. But not before the man gave his information including his phone number and the best time for a brother to contact him including his main language (Spanish). He lives in another borough though still in New York (the Bronx). 
Yes, I hopped on the train dead tired, but grinning. Walking up the steps to catch another train closer to my building I ran into a few friends from my hall with the cart, and we chatted. Once home I died in my bed. Oh wait. 
Walking home from the second train I'm still in service because I dont stop my time until I'm directly in my apartment. 
So I offered literature to a woman as we passed each other. She said no. No problem. Then I heard this voice calling out "I'll take it." She apologized for saying no the first time, but I simply said "no problem my love, here you go." (Now look. Dont you good people go and ask me why didn't I get her information because I really have no viable answer, lol, but I saw where she turned in indicating where she lives which is in our territory. Good. But she also had bags (kinda loaded actually), which means that she too was very tired). 
Anyway, all in all it was a very good day thanks to a loving God Jehovah who never fails to give us what we need. 
 
 

Physically I don't feel I'm getting better. I mean, is it even possible for a "cold" to get or feel worse? Maybe it's more than a cold? 
 
Regardless I'm determined to visit RiteAid today to get something for whatever this is. I have an appt tomorrow to see my still "new" psych, and from there I'm coming back to Brooklyn to buy some Echinacea capsules at one of my favorite health food stores (actually Saturday for then I'll have the proper funds for that). Ummm, do I hear you good people saying "go to the doctor"? Ok maybe I will, yet to me going to a doctor for a cold is such a waste of time (ya'll stop yelling at me ok? Lol).
Rev 21:4.
 

Physically I don't feel I'm getting better. I mean, is it even possible for a "cold" to get or feel worse? Maybe it's more than a cold? 
 
Regardless I'm determined to visit RiteAid today to get something for whatever this is. I have an appt tomorrow to see my still "new" psych, and from there I'm coming back to Brooklyn to buy some Echinacea capsules at one of my favorite health food stores (actually Saturday for then I'll have the proper funds for that). Ummm, do I hear you good people saying "go to the doctor"? Ok maybe I will, yet to me going to a doctor for a cold is such a waste of time (ya'll stop yelling at me ok? Lol).
Rev 21:4.
 

Physically I don't feel I'm getting better. I mean, is it even possible for a "cold" to get or feel worse? Maybe it's more than a cold? 
 
Regardless I'm determined to visit RiteAid today to get something for whatever this is. I have an appt tomorrow to see my still "new" psych, and from there I'm coming back to Brooklyn to buy some Echinacea capsules at one of my favorite health food stores (actually Saturday for then I'll have the proper funds for that). Ummm, do I hear you good people saying "go to the doctor"? Ok maybe I will, yet to me going to a doctor for a cold is such a waste of time (ya'll stop yelling at me ok? Lol).
Rev 21:4.
 

Physically I don't feel I'm getting better. I mean, is it even possible for a "cold" to get or feel worse? Maybe it's more than a cold? 
 
Regardless I'm determined to visit RiteAid today to get something for whatever this is. I have an appt tomorrow to see my still "new" psych, and from there I'm coming back to Brooklyn to buy some Echinacea capsules at one of my favorite health food stores (actually Saturday for then I'll have the proper funds for that). Ummm, do I hear you good people saying "go to the doctor"? Ok maybe I will, yet to me going to a doctor for a cold is such a waste of time (ya'll stop yelling at me ok? Lol).
Rev 21:4.
 

Why am I all of a sudden now being limited in posting, as in "your content will need to be approved by a moderator"? I don't understand. 

Update on my daughter Zipporah: 
Last night (Saturday) I called Marie (Zipporah's mother-in-law and our sister) and it was positive with a mixture of negative. Let's do the negative first to get it out of the way: 
Marie is DONE in the sense that she can't take the marijuana smoking from my daughter and her son anymore, especially in her house where she feels it's so disrespectful (true). So Robert (her son) and my daughter will have to find somewhere else to live. 
Positive: Marie said that, in spite of everything Zipporah is helping via cooking, cleaning, doing laundry (I'm proud of her for that). 
However, I found out that Robert has indeed disassociated himself.
Anyway more positive: I told Marie that I'm saving up for the Greyhound to Georgia coming December, and she's thrilled. I'll be staying at Marie's. It'll be before the Christmas holiday because Marie and I will "maybe drop by Beverly and Jeff" (my fleshly sister and brother-in-law) and they do Christmas. 
I'm proud that Zipporah is pulling her weight while living (temporarily) at Marie's place with her husband. 

My youngest daughter. Age 32. 
She never got baptized ("yet" I'm hoping). But she left home, went to Atlanta Georgia, met a baptized brother, they married. 
 
Unfortunately they're both not doing good at all physically, spiritually. His mother, who is a sister, and I try our best to keep in touch, but she's not well. Yet she told me that they're both "pot heads." And it absolutely broke and breaks my heart! 
When she first told me I broke down and just cried, and cried. The next day I called my Coordinator but really, what could he do about it but listen? And he did. I asked him to pray for not just my daughter and son-in-law, but for his mother too. He said he would and I'm sure he did. How do/did I know? Because before the day was over, actually before that night I began feeling an unbelievable calmness. Oh the pain was still there and even now, but it felt like it was bearable. And still do. 
 
Never, absolutely never underestimate Jehovah's power via his holy spirit. 
 
Now though financially in straits I'm trying to figure a way to get down there in December (because of time needed to save for the Greyhound). 
 
Please, please pray for his mother, our sister. Her name is Marie. And if you feel it proper my unbaptized daughter's name is Zipporah. I don't know if it would be proper or not to include my son-in-law's name seeing he's baptized but is doing these things, in view of what the slave said about those who disassociate themselves and it doesn't have to be always via a letter according to the Organization book under the chapter about keeping the organization clean. It's up to you guys concerning him. I'm including that part about him just to think about you guys too. 
 
 

My youngest daughter. Age 32. 
She never got baptized ("yet" I'm hoping). But she left home, went to Atlanta Georgia, met a baptized brother, they married. 
 
Unfortunately they're both not doing good at all physically, spiritually. His mother, who is a sister, and I try our best to keep in touch, but she's not well. Yet she told me that they're both "pot heads." And it absolutely broke and breaks my heart! 
When she first told me I broke down and just cried, and cried. The next day I called my Coordinator but really, what could he do about it but listen? And he did. I asked him to pray for not just my daughter and son-in-law, but for his mother too. He said he would and I'm sure he did. How do/did I know? Because before the day was over, actually before that night I began feeling an unbelievable calmness. Oh the pain was still there and even now, but it felt like it was bearable. And still do. 
 
Never, absolutely never underestimate Jehovah's power via his holy spirit. 
 
Now though financially in straits I'm trying to figure a way to get down there in December (because of time needed to save for the Greyhound). 
 
Please, please pray for his mother, our sister. Her name is Marie. And if you feel it proper my unbaptized daughter's name is Zipporah. I don't know if it would be proper or not to include my son-in-law's name seeing he's baptized but is doing these things, in view of what the slave said about those who disassociate themselves and it doesn't have to be always via a letter according to the Organization book under the chapter about keeping the organization clean. It's up to you guys concerning him. I'm including that part about him just to think about you guys too. 
 
 

My youngest daughter. Age 32. 
She never got baptized ("yet" I'm hoping). But she left home, went to Atlanta Georgia, met a baptized brother, they married. 
 
Unfortunately they're both not doing good at all physically, spiritually. His mother, who is a sister, and I try our best to keep in touch, but she's not well. Yet she told me that they're both "pot heads." And it absolutely broke and breaks my heart! 
When she first told me I broke down and just cried, and cried. The next day I called my Coordinator but really, what could he do about it but listen? And he did. I asked him to pray for not just my daughter and son-in-law, but for his mother too. He said he would and I'm sure he did. How do/did I know? Because before the day was over, actually before that night I began feeling an unbelievable calmness. Oh the pain was still there and even now, but it felt like it was bearable. And still do. 
 
Never, absolutely never underestimate Jehovah's power via his holy spirit. 
 
Now though financially in straits I'm trying to figure a way to get down there in December (because of time needed to save for the Greyhound). 
 
Please, please pray for his mother, our sister. Her name is Marie. And if you feel it proper my unbaptized daughter's name is Zipporah. I don't know if it would be proper or not to include my son-in-law's name seeing he's baptized but is doing these things, in view of what the slave said about those who disassociate themselves and it doesn't have to be always via a letter according to the Organization book under the chapter about keeping the organization clean. It's up to you guys concerning him. I'm including that part about him just to think about you guys too. 
 
 

Hi all! 
I'm sitting up in here with you guys at 1:49am, TV on at the same time though not really paying attention/looking at it, and knowing full well I have to get up for my 1pm meeting. 
Notice I said "get up"? And get up from what? Oh! My couch. What a play with words. Like I was actually in bed. Right. 

Right now I'm laying here feeling like I'm going to die from so much pain, at least to me. There's nothing I can take that will help, so I just have to keep telling my body to leave me alone for cryin' out loud. 

Right now I'm laying here feeling like I'm going to die from so much pain, at least to me. There's nothing I can take that will help, so I just have to keep telling my body to leave me alone for cryin' out loud. 

Right now I'm laying here feeling like I'm going to die from so much pain, at least to me. There's nothing I can take that will help, so I just have to keep telling my body to leave me alone for cryin' out loud. 

Right now I'm laying here feeling like I'm going to die from so much pain, at least to me. There's nothing I can take that will help, so I just have to keep telling my body to leave me alone for cryin' out loud. 

Completely empty. Lol.
No seriously I was thinking how broke I am now that I finished paying my bills, with one to go, but it's automatically taken out of my account.
 
But I have the necessities, and maybe be able to purchase something new like at least a new blouse for the convention this weekend. Past Friday I went inside a payless shoe store just "to look around" because the entire chain is going out of business, and walked outta there with a pair of flats, for $14.99, down from "$29.99!! 
 
So guys, how's that just  "to look around"? Lol. I know, I know I can hear you good people now "ain't no one told you to try something on." And you're right. Lol. 
 

Completely empty. Lol.
No seriously I was thinking how broke I am now that I finished paying my bills, with one to go, but it's automatically taken out of my account.
 
But I have the necessities, and maybe be able to purchase something new like at least a new blouse for the convention this weekend. Past Friday I went inside a payless shoe store just "to look around" because the entire chain is going out of business, and walked outta there with a pair of flats, for $14.99, down from "$29.99!! 
 
So guys, how's that just  "to look around"? Lol. I know, I know I can hear you good people now "ain't no one told you to try something on." And you're right. Lol.