Hello again everyone!
Gee, it’s hard to believe another week has gone by. With the time change it is dark later in the morning and lighter longer in the evening, which I love. I am getting more weird with each passing year. I think as I am getting older I hate the dark!
Several years ago we got a late start as we were heading for eastern Kentucky. As we got close to Lexington it began getting dark. I could feel the longing settling in my heart to come back home. I was asked if I wanted to turn around, I was too embarrassed to say, yes, turn around. I want to go home!
For several years I have been worse than a child who gets homesick when it starts getting dusk. I want to be in my own home. There are also times I feel a lot better when I am in the house until after it gets dark, yet I love the morning time as I watch daybreak come creeping in. Yep like I said, I am weird.
The weather was beautiful in this area for a few days. It seems I went to sleep and woke up and everything is green. Once again the daffodils and hyacinths are blooming along with a few magnolia trees, then this afternoon I saw a few snowflakes!
Keith and I took a drive to Rising Sun, Ind., and I couldn’t believe the magnolia trees already in bloom.
Well folks, I found that I have a couple of friends who love the Kentucky Wildcats more than me! While talking to Betty Ison I was informed she and Doyle were planning to attend Old Time Fiddlers until the Wildcats came on television, then she became a fair weather friend or foul ball or something or the other. Polly Maucher would not leave the Wildcats if I knocked on her door as she would probably pretend she didn’t hear the doorbell! Betty and Polly have something in common as they both have grandsons who watch the games with them. Southern Ohio
I have been more in touch lately with Polly over a couple of bluegrass shows that we both enjoy listening to on television.
For a short time I actually found something besides heartaches to write about. How quickly that changed. I had just talked to my brother Richie Hall and settled down to watch a little television. I drifted off to sleep and woke up to find that our brother Robert Hall had been taken to the hospital at Whitesburg, where he spent the night. Robert was given six units of blood. I am told there was no beds at UK, hospital, neither at Cabell which is in Huntington W.Va., and a couple of more. Robert was finally airlifted to a hospital in Bristol, Tenn., where he is in critical condition. He has lost so much blood because there was a leak in the aorta that was replaced a few weeks ago. For the past few months Robert has really been through a lot.
Here’s an update on Robert. They had to do emergency surgery on him replacing the aorta again, this time with a synthetic one.
Once again my son Keith Ballard has been in the hospital in Cincinnati so I couldn’t go that far and leave him. Keith is home but is not stable enough to be left alone, and he can’t ride that far.
As if that isn’t enough, I have been helping my friend with her mother and she is failing. I finally had to tell them I can’t handle anymore.
My health hasn’t been that good the last few months, and I do believe it is partly due to stress! I can’t walk any distance without having shortness of breath, and have no energy at all. I can remember bounding up a stairway, now I have to really take one step at a time.
Oh yes, I can hear someone say, well you still dance. Let’s put it this way, I do but not in the way I used to. As I dance I actually have to hold my breath for a few seconds.
I went to the doctor and was given some disturbing news plus a half a dozen prescriptions. She says I need to be on Vitamin D, which is very low, plus iron, and Nexium as I have pre-cancerous cells in my esophagus. She also says stress is killing me! I wish she would give me a prescription to say how to follow these orders!
The doctor told me there was nothing I could do about my brother, nor my son nor my friend, but I could do something about my own health by taking care of me. Would some one please tell me how to quit caring or worrying?
As if that isn’t enough, I was informed my doctor is no longer in the network that my insurance covers!
I did talk to Ann Calihan for a brief time. She and Johnny and their family are doing alright.
Gwen Huff Farmer has been gadding about with her friends Faye and Diane. Gwen’s sister has been very ill and is in a hospital in Lexington. I hope she is improved
Sometime this summer I am going to visit Gwen and my longtime friend Shirley Wells if God gives me the strength to go and the money is available. I may start a little yard sale each day to get a little spare change! I may just stand on a corner with a little can saying that I need some traveling money!
I called my daughter Angie Wiederhold to wish her happy birthday. I intended to take her a card and money for her birthday, well we had severe thunderstorms along with tornado warnings. Needless to say, she didn’t get a card. I was so upset I called her home and when she answered I asked where she was. I meant to dial her cell phone as it was about time for her to be on the road with my little sidekick Bennie.
I did talk to my brother Jerry and his wife Mattie Hall for a little while. Jerry says our sister Loretta Church and our brother Wallace Lee Hall, who is in Letcher Manor Nursing Home, are doing alright.
Jerry says they talked to Carl Boggs for a few minutes. I hope he is doing alright.
I came home to a surprise phone call from Cenia Faye Whitaker and now I can’t think of her last name. She sends her love to all her family and a special hello to their sister Lola ‘Sis’ and Ralph Hogg of Michigan.
Ralph, I remember your mom Emma and Fred Frazier from Hot Spot just a little by seeing them out in the yard. You were older than me and already gone before I ever stayed at Hot Sot with Mom and Dad so I don’t have any recollection of you.
Hello to Linda Whitaker Day. I really hope you are feeling better as this weather is improving. Give that handsome son of yours a hug from me.
Hey Frick and Frack, are you boys staying out of trouble? I am working on losing weight to get my girlish figure back before the picnic July 4 that Kevin Ison invited me to.
Clarence and Arlyn Halcomb, this joke is for you.
After putting her grandchildren to bed, a grandmother changed into old slacks and a droopy blouse and proceeded to wash her hair.
As she heard the children getting more and more rambunctious, her patience grew thin. Finally, she threw a towel around her head and stormed into their room, putting them back to bed with stern warnings. As she left the room, she heard the three-year-old say with a trembling voice, “Who was THAT?”
Well I guess I will get this on its way as I am a little tired tonight. Until next time.
Rose Ballard, 9110 Lawrenceburg Road, Harrison, Ohio 45030, email Bluegrassmama4@aol.com, 513- 367-4682.