Dad's, Life Lesson

[Joe Buck]

 My father (Grant) passed 4/14/1966, I was 16 yrs old. My father was a wonderful man & thought me many things in that short amount of time. My father was a parter in  family business(s) , started in 1896 by my grandfather Albert Ludwig. When I was 12, I decided I wanted to plant my own garden. My father garden was huge, about 4 acres. My father gave me responsibilities to do in his garden & as a kid I did not realise my idea of my own garden was lame. So I approached my father who was working in the shop & warehouse for the family general contracting business. I gave him the scoop on my garden idea. He said fine, areas that I could choose to plant & asked me to follow him. He picked up 5 - 3/8's inches wood dowels , each 18" long. He bundled all of them & handed them to me. He said take a shot of snapping them with my hands. Well needless to say, no dice. He said now try to snap 1 dowel. It was very easy to break. So he said this is a lesson of support in one's life. Me,?. There is nothing wrong with growing to be independent, like starting your own garden. But all humans need help & support in their lives. We can not live our lives alone, all humans need support to survive.
  I supported a lot of family & friends in my life. Some of my support was linked to serious illnesses. I always stepped up to the plate, to help & support. Then when diagnosed BP, all my hospital stays, ECT treatments where the hell is the support for me? My sister (MaryJo) was always there for me. If it was not for my sister & her family I don't know what shape I would be in today or if I would still alive ? Most MI's have a very difficult time getting support. Why is this? How is your circle of support. Do you have ideas to get gain support.
  Is your support system a single dowel or many dowels. Getting support for MI"s is a big problem. What about you?
                                                                 Truly,
                                                                 Sponge Bob Square Pants,
                                                                 Formally known as Joe Buck (Bob)
                                                                               
 

[nordicnicki]

well bob my suport is a single doweling and its sometimes broken.........i just make people scared or helpless

[Phyllis]

I don't know really... I know I get support from a few friends and my husband, of course. My parents, I'm unsure of. They (well, my mom - my dad doesn't really talk to me about it)like to tip toe around me like they are walking on eggshells whenever my BP comes up in conversation. Mostly I get a lot of "How are you feeling", "Are you taking your meds", You sound good" or "You sound bad". So, I dunno if you can call that support.

P.S.
I cant forget the support I get here from you guys. Just knowing that someone else is going through this hell makes me feel not so alone! I'm glad BPBabble exists! 

[clayton]

Dear Bob: The Romans called that a fasces, a bundle of sticks--from which the term fascism comes!

[k]

i had  a mother who was a very large unbreakable dowell and she pretty much was the rod who held me up for years.  it is harder when family is gone or have given up on you or don't feel you have anything you might need help with.  my father offers financial help and that's something but i must attend a perpetual sells seminar to qualify... that is why i feel so lucky to have found all of you. at a time when my dowels are gone and broken i count you all as a bunch of perpectually mending dowells who try to stick together. 
i had this picture of myself as a broken dowell reaching my hand around trying to super glue myself but only managing part of it and being perpetually bent but often whole non the less - until i break again and reach for the super glue.  there are some good things that come with age - except now when i reach around to do the glueing i creak a bit...

[Joe Buck]

Clayton,
   
  Fasces Definition.

  fas·ces (fas??z?)


a bundle of rods bound about an ax with projecting blade, carried before ancient Roman magistrates as a symbol of authority: later the symbol of Italian fascism
 
  Clayton, you are a wealth of knowledge & information. When I read your definition, I appreciated gaining that knowledge. Then about 5 min. later dust blew out of my ears & the light bulb, lite up in my brain. In a flash I associated many sources of learning about a fasces. A human brain is one amazing creation when it's working correctly. Sources: "Medieval History" 3 credit collage course, "The History Channel" (love it), a mess of movies about the Roman Empire. But I have to tell about my story of the  "Medieval History" class.
    Dr. Pistonio was the Prof, who was really a tool. Doc looked & talked like Ted Baxas (Mr Magoo) a old bumbling, absent mined cartoon charactor. Myself & a upper middle class female, name Lynn, were the victims of doc"s sarcasm. Lynn would be wearing a  differant designer outfit for each class. Somehow Doc found out I was a varsity football player, witch he truly enjoyed knocking me with his distorted stereotype of a dumb ass jock. I admit my addendace record in his class was dismal. The start of each class, doc would announced the class was honored with my presence. Comments, that I had a hang over, that I stay awake in class, if not bring pillow & teddybear. But the constent cut, he would take bets with any student, for any amount, I would flunk his class. Lynn's constant cut was about her clothes. But then doc would weave this web of lies that Lynn & I were a idem. About in the mid of the class term, Lynn had enough, bolted out of her seat, rushed up to doc, shot him the finger, right in his faced & shouted "Fuck You"! The whole class started cheering & clapping like mad. Before Lynn got out the door she yelled to doc, " I'm going to student affairs, you asshole & going to burn your ass". Doc looks at the class, "I think Lynn lost her sense of humor".
   I was the lone survivor, so I got double the bullshit. Doc had only a mid term & a final. I could of pulled my, " cuts doc's legs off, athletic dept., mafia move." I said to myself, I'll screw with him on my own. Approached doc & he took a $200.00 bet with me.Fellow football players backed me with bucks. Aced the mid term. Before final doc announced he got a position at differant collage, would leave right after our final & would phone results. In final I purposely marked 1 question wrong. When to doc's apart.( a few football buddies in tow) asked doc to correct my test on the spot. Doc knew his ass was in a sling, so he obliged. I told him,  could of had every question right, but muffed #45 (?) on purpose. We waited outside, doc doing his thing inside.Doc emerged, his face read, "I'm astonished." I said " I had no doubt." Doc wanted to shake my hand, I politely said "no thanks, I didn't come here to socialize, but wanted my $200.00". Doc didn't have 2 bills on him, so we all went in his car to the bank. As doc handed me the money, doc replies, " I still can't believe this." I said, "doc I have to admit" doc, "What?" "SHIT HAPPENS!"
 
 brain (br?n)

noun

the mass of nerve tissue in the cranium of vertebrate animals, an enlarged extension of the spinal cord: it is the main part of the nervous system, the center of thought, and the organ that perceives sensory impulses and regulates motor impulses: it is made up of gray matter (the outer cortex of nerve cells) and white matter (the inner mass of nerve fibers)
        a. intelligence; mental ability
        b. Informal a person of great intelligence

   Expert's agree BP is the the most severe of all MI's. Experts contend all BP's the disorder differently. What about your brain, is it in the groove or out to lunch?
                                                                      Sponge Bob (Joe Buck)

[sojo]

                                   Dear Joe Buck,I wanted to thank you again for your support.It sounds like you had a good life growing up with lots of neat things to do.Everything is under control with the neighbors.I don't feel as bas now.Have a wonderful day!Take care now ,sojo