Have you noticed the change in folks in America? I am what you would call the “older” generation. And I have noticed quite a bit of change in people.
There are too many folks who don’t want to take the time to learn something. They want it spoon fed to them or implanted in their brains.
There are too many folks out there crying, whining and boohooing, using their motos “I can’t” and “I don’t know how”.
There are too many folks thinking they shouldn’t have to work for something they want. They believe it should be handed to them on a silver platter.
There are too many folks taught from a young age by their parents, teachers, schools, little league, etc. that they don’t have to put forth any effort to win at something. Why? because everyone will get a trophy just for showing up.
Folks who don’t let their children learn that things aren’t always fair; that if someone wins, someone has to lose; that life is full of hard knocks, get up and try again; are doomed to have adult children that will feel they are entitled to whatever they want without putting forth any effort to obtain it.
Life is hard, people. Teach your children this. You will be preparing them for a future they can handle and succeed in.
As you know the past several months I have been dealing with a rash of unknown origin. I even had two punch biopsies and the results came back as “contact dermatitis”. That’s medical speak for “we don’t know what the hell it is, but we’ll treat it anyway.”
So the dermatologist put me on mega doses of Prednisone, a strong steroid with some serious side effects.
My first noticeable side effect was an excrutiating headache that even 4 Ibuprophen did not touch. I felt like I had been on a drinking binge and was suffering the consequences….and I DON’T DRINK….liquor, that is. Diet Cokes and tea are my drinks of choice.
On my second day of Prednisone, we had to go get groceries. BIG MISTAKE! I was a speed demon throughout the store. And it was Wednesday, the day all the senior citizens do their shopping. Those poor little old folks must have thought I was high on something and I was/am. I was speeding by them like they were standing still and I was only in first gear. I hadn’t reached my full potential yet. I really feel bad about the little old lady I almost knocked head first into her buggy when I backed up. I so need one of those warning beepers to let folks know which way I’m going to move next. I sure hope she heard my apology as I sped down the aisle, but she probably didn’t.
My hubby gave up trying to keep up with me. He just parked himself and his buggy and waited patiently as I whirled through the store grabbing things off the shelves and throwing them in his direction. Thank goodness I didn’t hit anyone….at least I don’t think I did. I was moving too fast to notice.
I know those folks were glad to see me leave the store. The cashiers would have probably opened a new lane just for me if they had seen me comming.
I will be glad when this Prednisone treatment is done. Did I mention the dermatologist wants to do patch testing on my back. Yep, she’s going to inject substances in my back and see which ones cause a reaction. Like I really need something else to make me itch! OMG! What if she puts me on more Prednisone!?! Heaven help the little old folks in the grocery store!