<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6142202484436777282</id><updated>2011-07-08T03:05:58.893-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dorian's Blog</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dorianschalet-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6142202484436777282/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dorianschalet-blog.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>dor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02386480147874202119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_67km2LoijQo/Sr_vdy6q5oI/AAAAAAAAACA/nq7MhsHYHDg/S220/dorian.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>11</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6142202484436777282.post-8776285857444439953</id><published>2009-10-28T20:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-28T20:54:06.597-07:00</updated><title type='text'>CNN and Lou Dobbs</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_67km2LoijQo/SukRu5frzqI/AAAAAAAAACo/ciJJLdNWWX4/s1600-h/CNN-Dobbs.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_67km2LoijQo/SukRu5frzqI/AAAAAAAAACo/ciJJLdNWWX4/s320/CNN-Dobbs.jpg" vr="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6142202484436777282-8776285857444439953?l=dorianschalet-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dorianschalet-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/8776285857444439953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dorianschalet-blog.blogspot.com/2009/10/cnn-and-lou-dobbs_28.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6142202484436777282/posts/default/8776285857444439953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6142202484436777282/posts/default/8776285857444439953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dorianschalet-blog.blogspot.com/2009/10/cnn-and-lou-dobbs_28.html' title='CNN and Lou Dobbs'/><author><name>dor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02386480147874202119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_67km2LoijQo/Sr_vdy6q5oI/AAAAAAAAACA/nq7MhsHYHDg/S220/dorian.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_67km2LoijQo/SukRu5frzqI/AAAAAAAAACo/ciJJLdNWWX4/s72-c/CNN-Dobbs.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6142202484436777282.post-6988043487828857328</id><published>2009-10-14T01:02:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-14T01:02:48.732-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Get Off Obama's Back</title><content type='html'>The following is Michael Moore's follow-up letter to his initial reaction on Obama winning the Nobel Peace prize. The original letter appears below that:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday, October 10th, 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friends,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night my wife asked me if I thought I was a little too hard on Obama in my letter yesterday congratulating him on his Nobel Prize. "No, I don't think so," I replied. I thought it was important to remind him he's now conducting the two wars he's inherited. "Yeah," she said, "but to tell him, 'Now earn it!'? Give the guy a break -- this is a great day for him and for all of us."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went back and re-read what I had written. And I listened for far too long yesterday to the right-wing hate machine who did what they could to crap all over Barack's big day. Did I -- and others on the left -- do the same?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are weary, weary of war. The trillions that will have gone to these two wars have helped to bankrupt us as a nation -- financially and morally. To think of all the good we could have done with all that money! Two months of the War in Iraq would pay for all the wells that need to be dug in the Third World for drinking water! Obama is moving too slow for most of us -- but he needs to know we are with him and we stand beside him as he attempts to turn eight years of sheer madness around. Who could do that in nine months? Superman? Thor? Mitch McConnell?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instead of waiting to see what the president is going to do, we all need to be pro-active and push the agenda that we want to see enacted. What keeps us from forming the same local groups we put together to get out the vote last November? C'mon! We're the majority now -- the majority by a significant margin! We call the shots -- and we need to tell this wimpy Congress to get busy and do what we say -- or else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I ask of those who voted for Obama is to not pile on him too quickly. Yes, make your voice heard (his phone number is 202-456-1414). But don't abandon the best hope we've had in our lifetime for change. And for God's sake, don't head to bummerville if he says or does something we don't like. Do you ever see Republicans behave that way? I mean, the Right had 20 years of Republican presidents and they still couldn't get prayer in the public schools, or outlaw abortion, or initiate a flat tax or put our Social Security into the stock market. They did a lot of damage, no doubt about that, but on the key issues that the Christian Right fought for, they came up nearly empty handed. No wonder they've been driven crazy lately. They'll never have it as good again as they've had it since Reagan took office.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But -- do you ever see them looking all gloomy and defeated? No! They keep on fighting! Every day. Our side? At the first sign of wavering, we just pack up our toys and go home. So, at least for this weekend, let us celebrate what people elsewhere are celebrating -- that America now has a sane and smart man in the White House, a man who truly wants a world at peace for his two daughters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many, for the past couple days (yes, myself included), have grumbled, "What has he done to earn this prize?" How 'bout this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The simple fact that he was elected was reason enough for him to be the recipient of this year's Nobel Peace Prize.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because on that day the murderous actions of the Bush/Cheney years were totally and thoroughly rebuked. One man -- a man who opposed the War in Iraq from the beginning -- offered to end the insanity. The world has stood by in utter horror for the past eight years as they watched the descendants of Washington, Lincoln and Jefferson light the fuse of our own self-destruction. We flipped off the nations on this planet by abandoning Kyoto and then proceeded to melt eight more years worth of the polar ice caps. We invaded two nations that didn't attack us, failed to find the real terrorists and, in effect, ignited our own wave of terror. People all over the world wondered if we had gone mad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if all that wasn't enough, the outgoing Joker presided over the worst global financial collapse since the Great Depression.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, yeah, at precisely 11:00pm ET on November 4, 2008, Barack Obama won the Nobel Peace Prize. And the 66 million people who voted for him won it, too. By the time he took the stage at midnight ET in the Grant Park Historic Hippie Battlefield in downtown Chicago, billions of people around the globe were already breathing a huge sigh of relief. It was as if, in that instant, one man did bring the promise of peace to the world -- and most were ready to go wherever he wanted to go to achieve that end. Never before had the election of one man made every other nation feel like they had won, too. When you've got billions of people ready, willing and able to join a cause like this, well, a prize in Oslo is the least that you deserve. One other thought. The Peace Prize historically has been given to those who have worked to throw off the yoke of racial discrimination and segregation (Martin Luther King, Jr., Desmond Tutu). I think the Nobel committee, in awarding Obama the prize, was also rewarding the fact that something profound had happened in a nation that was founded on racial genocide, built on racist slavery, and held back for a hundred-plus years by vestiges of hateful bigotry (which can still be found on display at teabagger rallies and daily talk radio). The fact that this one man could cause this seismic historical event to occur -- and to do so with such grace and humility, never succumbing to the bait, but still not backing down (yes, he asked to be sworn in as "Barack Hussein Obama"!) -- is more than reason enough he should be in Oslo to meet the King on December 10. Maybe he could take us along with him. 'Cause I also suspect the Nobel committee was tipping its hat to all of us -- we, the American people, had conquered some of our racism and did the truly unexpected. After seeing searing images of our black fellow citizens left to drown in New Orleans -- and poor whites seeing their own treated no better than the black man they had been raised to hate -- we had all seen enough. It was time for change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you, Barack Obama, for giving us the opportunity to redeem ourselves. Now for the tasks ahead. We need you to do all that you promised to do. We need it. The world needs it. My prediction for the future? You become the first *two-time* winner of the Nobel Peace Prize! Yeah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fred (that's Norwegian for "Peace"),&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Michael Moore&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6142202484436777282-6988043487828857328?l=dorianschalet-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dorianschalet-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/6988043487828857328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dorianschalet-blog.blogspot.com/2009/10/get-off-obamas-back.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6142202484436777282/posts/default/6988043487828857328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6142202484436777282/posts/default/6988043487828857328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dorianschalet-blog.blogspot.com/2009/10/get-off-obamas-back.html' title='Get Off Obama&apos;s Back'/><author><name>dor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02386480147874202119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_67km2LoijQo/Sr_vdy6q5oI/AAAAAAAAACA/nq7MhsHYHDg/S220/dorian.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6142202484436777282.post-5374512397868869400</id><published>2009-10-08T02:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-08T03:01:12.042-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Where Did The White Man Go Wrong?</title><content type='html'>WHERE DID THE WHITE MAN GO WRONG?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Indian Chief, 'Two Eagles,' was asked by a white government official, 'You have observed the white man for 90 years. You've seen his wars and his technological advances. You've seen his progress, and the damage he's done.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Chief nodded in agreement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The official continued, 'Considering all these events, in your opinion, where did the white man go wrong?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Chief stared at the government official for over a minute and then calmly replied. 'When white man find land, Indians running it. No taxes, No debt, Plenty buffalo, Plenty beaver, Clean Water; Women did all the work, Medicine man free. Indian man spend all day hunting and fishing; All night having sex.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the chief leaned back and smiled. 'Only white man dumb enough to think he can improve system like that.'&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6142202484436777282-5374512397868869400?l=dorianschalet-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dorianschalet-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/5374512397868869400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dorianschalet-blog.blogspot.com/2009/10/where-did-white-man-go-wrong.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6142202484436777282/posts/default/5374512397868869400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6142202484436777282/posts/default/5374512397868869400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dorianschalet-blog.blogspot.com/2009/10/where-did-white-man-go-wrong.html' title='Where Did The White Man Go Wrong?'/><author><name>dor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02386480147874202119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_67km2LoijQo/Sr_vdy6q5oI/AAAAAAAAACA/nq7MhsHYHDg/S220/dorian.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6142202484436777282.post-7723317781527593651</id><published>2009-09-27T03:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-27T16:10:05.300-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Socialized Medicine</title><content type='html'>09.13.09&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets learn about MEDICARE...posted by "Marissa" on a &amp;nbsp;My Space Blog&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know a lot about Medicare. I am a reimbursement manager for a home IV company and manage 24 people. I manage over 1.5 million in billing a month. so I feel I am can speak up on this. so lets go 1) MEDICARE IS SOCIALIZED medicine American idiots. It always has been. Whether you like it or not a percentage of your salary is taken out of your gross to contribute to the healthcare of the elderly and alleged disabled. ( yes most people are but you don't know how many lazy arced younger people claim bad backs and use diabetes as an excuse to get on disability. After two years on disability you qualify for Medicare ..... But you pay a lot of money into Medicare. And guess what , one major surgery , one open heart, one cancer and you have taken out more than you ever paid in. so lesson 1) MEDICARE IS SOCIALIZED MEDICINE run by the government. And you know what, you get pretty damn good care under it 2) MEDICARE DOES NOT PAY FOR EVERYTHING, they have been making decisions what is paid or not for years..... Where were you under Hitler Bushes administration? And doctors are ordering un necessary tests to cover their asses daily . Examples? OK ....... 1) Medicare will not cover home antibiotic therapy unless you have HIV/ or have had a transplant. So if you are a diabetic, ignore that sore on your foot , end up with an infection eating into your bone, and get admitted to the hospital You get IV antibiotics ( IV means that bag hanging on a pole going through a tube into your bloodstream) With the nasty bugs we got growing....... allot of times taking a pill isn't cutting it...... But guess what MEDICARE only covers so many days in the hospital. GASP IT RATIONS HEALTH CARE.... so once your are past the immediate danger of either going to the light or getting your foot amputated. Its time to send you home . and guess what your MEDICARE isn't going to pay for it. . No sirree bob...... Even if you have a supplemental policy. They get out of paying for it by saying if not covered by MEDICARE , they sure the heck are not paying for it. So I get the wonderful pleasure of telling people , you want this IV for home at maybe a cost of $80 a day ? Well you got to give me COD or a credit card or you can go to a skilled nursing facility ( which by the way MEDICARE pays at $780 a day) ......now allot of people pay me , after the shock of hearing they get to go to a nursing home ( in which many consider a death camp) or pay me. Then of course they are angry when I actually make them pay. So folks that is an example of the government rationing healthcare. Medicare has been doing it for years . And they decide if you should get a transplant,and many other procedures. And now GASP there is a lot of waste. My mother had lung cancer. She got good care. Though I could not provide my mother one thing in the home ( I had to drag her to the hospital out patient because MEDICARE RATIONS HEALTH CARE.......... every time she needed a CAT SCAN, she got also an MRI. I thought to myself ( and this was prior to this health care frenzy)...... why not just do the MRI....... The hospital gleaned every cent they could and did extra tests to avoid lawsuits. By the way Healthcare reform WILL NOT WORK without changing the litigation system but that's another topic. And folks lets not forget MEDICARE D....... they are very clear what IV drugs they pay or do not pay for...... sigh again rationing. And the very poor, the immigrants with no insurance, allot of these folks get MEDICAID..... GASP another socialized process. So before all of you scream and rant ( and frankly I do believe that there are ringers being put into the town hall meetings. Because I have spoken to at least 100 people about this and some are for the health care reform and some aren't but none at the frenzied screaming level I am seeing Look I want this health care reform to slow down. But you know what? Something has got to change. Every hospital is bearing the weight of people with no healthcare waiting till they are very ill to walk in the door....... and then the hospital has to eat the costs and then pass it on to the rest of us. We are 17th DOWN THE LIST In infant deaths. GASP the countries with socialized medicines babies have a lower death rate than the US ... I like my healthcare. I pay a premium. I think the co pay and deductible are bit high but I have had $10,000 worth of health care and paid only $2000. But stop being IDIOTS. STOP SCREAMING SOCIALIZED MEDICINE. IF you don't like it DON'T TAKE MEDICARE AT 65 and don't you DARE take social security. HYPOCRITES&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6142202484436777282-7723317781527593651?l=dorianschalet-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dorianschalet-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/7723317781527593651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dorianschalet-blog.blogspot.com/2009/09/socialized-medicine.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6142202484436777282/posts/default/7723317781527593651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6142202484436777282/posts/default/7723317781527593651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dorianschalet-blog.blogspot.com/2009/09/socialized-medicine.html' title='Socialized Medicine'/><author><name>dor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02386480147874202119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_67km2LoijQo/Sr_vdy6q5oI/AAAAAAAAACA/nq7MhsHYHDg/S220/dorian.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6142202484436777282.post-4270691633402759278</id><published>2009-09-27T02:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-15T00:39:47.339-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Long Time Friendship</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_67km2LoijQo/Sr8yePYoxuI/AAAAAAAAABo/UNBkeMSR1s4/s1600-h/frdormarge.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" iq="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_67km2LoijQo/Sr8yePYoxuI/AAAAAAAAABo/UNBkeMSR1s4/s320/frdormarge.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marge and I have been friends for over 50 years.&amp;nbsp; During that time we had almost no contact&amp;nbsp;for many reasons.&amp;nbsp; We reunited in 07 because of a highschool class reunion. Here we are in 2009 sharing a pizza!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6142202484436777282-4270691633402759278?l=dorianschalet-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dorianschalet-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/4270691633402759278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dorianschalet-blog.blogspot.com/2009/09/long-time-friendship.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6142202484436777282/posts/default/4270691633402759278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6142202484436777282/posts/default/4270691633402759278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dorianschalet-blog.blogspot.com/2009/09/long-time-friendship.html' title='Long Time Friendship'/><author><name>dor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02386480147874202119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_67km2LoijQo/Sr_vdy6q5oI/AAAAAAAAACA/nq7MhsHYHDg/S220/dorian.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_67km2LoijQo/Sr8yePYoxuI/AAAAAAAAABo/UNBkeMSR1s4/s72-c/frdormarge.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6142202484436777282.post-2665699656308071347</id><published>2009-09-27T02:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-27T03:15:58.639-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dorian's Dunes</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_67km2LoijQo/Sr8v9-sELBI/AAAAAAAAABg/S69I2CcUTc8/s1600-h/dunes.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_67km2LoijQo/Sr866eSjkeI/AAAAAAAAABw/fkZWJf0UIDI/s1600-h/frdunes.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_67km2LoijQo/Sr87Rb9-exI/AAAAAAAAAB4/V4p7HtOD_Sk/s1600-h/frdunes.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" iq="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_67km2LoijQo/Sr87Rb9-exI/AAAAAAAAAB4/V4p7HtOD_Sk/s400/frdunes.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Here is a picture of my beloved dunes in Fort Walton Beach Florida&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6142202484436777282-2665699656308071347?l=dorianschalet-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dorianschalet-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/2665699656308071347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dorianschalet-blog.blogspot.com/2009/09/dorians-dunes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6142202484436777282/posts/default/2665699656308071347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6142202484436777282/posts/default/2665699656308071347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dorianschalet-blog.blogspot.com/2009/09/dorians-dunes.html' title='Dorian&apos;s Dunes'/><author><name>dor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02386480147874202119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_67km2LoijQo/Sr_vdy6q5oI/AAAAAAAAACA/nq7MhsHYHDg/S220/dorian.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_67km2LoijQo/Sr87Rb9-exI/AAAAAAAAAB4/V4p7HtOD_Sk/s72-c/frdunes.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6142202484436777282.post-5874088515445933620</id><published>2009-09-23T21:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-23T21:31:13.931-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Joni Mitchell</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://jonimitchell.com/"&gt;Joni Mitchell&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wonderful glorious sunny day  in N.W. Florida&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later,  dor&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6142202484436777282-5874088515445933620?l=dorianschalet-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dorianschalet-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/5874088515445933620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dorianschalet-blog.blogspot.com/2009/09/joni-mitchell.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6142202484436777282/posts/default/5874088515445933620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6142202484436777282/posts/default/5874088515445933620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dorianschalet-blog.blogspot.com/2009/09/joni-mitchell.html' title='Joni Mitchell'/><author><name>dor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02386480147874202119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_67km2LoijQo/Sr_vdy6q5oI/AAAAAAAAACA/nq7MhsHYHDg/S220/dorian.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6142202484436777282.post-6761725459893280976</id><published>2009-09-21T23:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-22T17:06:40.397-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Last Days with Rocky</title><content type='html'>09.12.09&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Monday Oct 23, 2006 was a wonderful day for Rocky at dialysis.  When I picked him up he said he felt good enough to eat out.  I drove to Destin and we ate at Dewy Destins. His appetite was wonderful.  I watched him enjoy every bite of a full pound of large steamed shrimp. The drive there was very enjoyable. Rocky  was feeling good and it was a beautiful sunny day. We reminisced about how  he felt when he first saw the area  looking out the bus window when he came to visit the first time. At the restaurant we sat on the pier  at the  same picnic table we had sat that first day.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I could not afford this treat but did it anyway.  I drove very slowly, I knew this might be his last glimpse of the beach and water. Neither of us had been there since July when I sneaked him out of the nursing home and did the same thing. I knew a long time ago that Rocky was not going to get better, he was in the process of dying. That is why we chose Hospice help.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;A most wonderful day  until late Monday afternoon when he began his &lt;u&gt;usual&lt;/u&gt; nausea and vomiting.  He stayed  sick all night, neither of us slept.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Tuesday Oct 24th&lt;br /&gt;9:00 AM Blood sugar 114  gave 2 units of insulin gave all his morning pills, nebulizer, etc&lt;br /&gt;0.50 Lorazepam for his nausea.  He refused to eat but he did drink cranberry juice. Then he finally slept.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;1:30 PM&lt;br /&gt;I woke him up. Blood sugar 170   gave 4 units of insulin 0.50 Lorazepam for his nausea.  He went back to sleep.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Woke him at 7:00 PM&lt;br /&gt;Blood sugar 167   gave 4 units of insulin. He was in so much pain and so nauseated that this time I gave him 1. ml of Lorazepam and gave him Morphine 10mg.  I noticed that he had something black on his lips so I opened his mouth and saw that his entire tongue was black.  I got a wash cloth and cleaned his lips and mouth and went into a bright light to see.  I   realized that this was old blood, it  looked like coffee grounds.  He was hemorrhaging in his stomach or esophagus. We had been told that the terrible  stomach problems he suffered from were the result of complications from his diabeties.  It was called &lt;a href="http://digestive.niddk.nih.gov/ddiseases/pubs/gastroparesis/index.htm"&gt;Gastroparesis&lt;/a&gt; and there was no cure. He had it when you were here and it made his life misserable.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I phoned his nurse and told her........she said there was nothing to do but make him comfortable unless I wanted to call an ambulance and have him&lt;br /&gt;admitted into the hospital.  I told her no, that Rocky did not want that.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;7:30 PM he began to vomit......projectile vomiting of lots of black liquid it flew  everywhere.  I told him not to worry about it just let it come up........and  he would feel so much better after he got up what was making him feel so sick.  He did not know he was vomiting old blood.  I assured him  he was going to be just fine........held and loved on him.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;8:00 PM &lt;br /&gt;Phoned his hospice nurse again she said to give him a compazine suppository and wait 30 minutes and give him another if it had not helped, which I did. Rocky has never allowed me to do this before, but he consented to let me because this time he was too sick to care.  I had a very hard time getting him into a position where I could insert them because he had not the strength to roll over on his side.......... Melanie said  stronger medicine would be arriving in the morning on Wed the 25.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;9:30 PM &lt;br /&gt;He was  in such pain and had  horrible nausea so I gave him another 1 ml of Lorazepam&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;10:30 PM&lt;br /&gt;I gave him a Darvocet for his pain and this time gave him a nausea pill instead of the liquid Lorazepam&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Wednesday Oct 25&lt;br /&gt;At 2:30 AM I remembered  I had not give him his over night insulin and so I gave it. At  4:40 AM.......he told me he had so much pain in his stomach......I asked him if he wanted to take Morphine or another Darvocet.......he asked for Darvocet and then he slept. It was then  I realized I would not be able to get him to Dialysis  later in the morning and just what that meant.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I thought about phoning you but decided that it could wait till later in the morning.........I had no crystal ball Jim. Blood sugar was 223 and I gave him 5 units of insulin.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;At 5:00 AM WED 25th, 2006 &lt;br /&gt;I could hear all this sound of liquid in his throat............and thought he would throw up again, he did not.  Your dad slept and I finally slept here on the couch.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;9:00 AM Wed 25&lt;br /&gt;I was awaken by a phone call from the dialysis center asking about Rocky.......next I received a phone call from Dr. Pence he told me I was doing all that could be done. I asked  and he told me he could not tell me how long it was going to take for Rocky to pass.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Now that I was awake  I phoned  you Jim, then called Norma and sent e-mails to my children and friends.  I heard from Claudette first responding to my e-mail.......she said she would come immediately.........I told her that he could rally from this as he had before but if she wanted to come, yes I wanted her here...........next I think I heard from Norma.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;When I phoned you Jim.......I told you everything in detail.  Later you phoned me back with anger asking me why you had not been told of your dad's condition before this. I was shocked, and did not know what to say. I was taken back and did not know what to say except  to tell you that  it was because you never asked............meaning that you have never phoned once and asked me to tell you how your dad really was.  Just like you admitted to me when you came down after his heart attack that you never knew just how sick your dad  was until you got here at Christmas.  It  came as a big surprise because you had not listened or believed me when I told you.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Jim  you did not know  because you did not want to know, not because I had kept it from you.  You told me that you did not want to be informed at the last minute when it would be too late. I told you to come right now. Jim I  had no crystal ball. I did not know that he was going to die that very evening. He could have lived another week or more without dialysis.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;At 1:00 PM &lt;br /&gt;Blood sugar  was 181 so  I gave him 4 units of insulin.  At 1:15 PM the stronger medicine was delivered to the house. It was a cream jell that I applied to his wrists as per instructions.  ABH  is a combination of Ativan Benadryl Haldol administered to sedate him to keep him comfortable.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;1:46 PM&lt;br /&gt;Home Health aid came to help me change his bed and reposition him in etc.  This upset him a great deal and he was moaning and in distress so we stopped  moving him around and I gave him another 1 ml of Lorzipam........waited for him to settle down and proceeded to change his clothes.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;4:45 PM  Blood sugar was 171 gave him his insulin 4units and I talked to him. Soon after my daughter arrived..........Some time later just before he died Rocky sat up open his eyes and looked all around like he was looking at something and reaching.  Claudette said to him Rocky you are waking up it is me Claudette...........he did not respond. I went and held him and talked to him and he did not respond, I came back and sat down and continued talking to Claudette.......then I had the urge to go and touch his face and when  I did I heard a breath  or think I did and  I looked down and saw that black liquid had poured out of his mouth and on to his clothes and bed. I looked at Claudette and said oh my god come and look............I kissed him and opened his eyes and they were set and she asked me if her were dead and I told her yes..........and then I just held him,&lt;br /&gt;talked to him and cried............when I looked at the clock it was 10 minutes after 6..........so I assume he died at or  around 6 PM.  I just could not believe he was gone.............&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;There is nothing more to tell you Jim except that I loved your Dad and if God made the  beach and water in Destin, that beautiful  certainly He created Heaven where Rocky is, even more beautiful..........&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;PS......I had to keep a diary for the hospice nurse so that is why I have this information in such detail.&lt;/p&gt;Dorian&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6142202484436777282-6761725459893280976?l=dorianschalet-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dorianschalet-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/6761725459893280976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dorianschalet-blog.blogspot.com/2009/09/last-days-with-rocky.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6142202484436777282/posts/default/6761725459893280976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6142202484436777282/posts/default/6761725459893280976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dorianschalet-blog.blogspot.com/2009/09/last-days-with-rocky.html' title='Last Days with Rocky'/><author><name>dor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02386480147874202119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_67km2LoijQo/Sr_vdy6q5oI/AAAAAAAAACA/nq7MhsHYHDg/S220/dorian.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6142202484436777282.post-3649038681992345809</id><published>2009-09-20T23:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-20T23:34:11.558-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Reincarnation</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/6CbH7liYS0Q&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/6CbH7liYS0Q&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6142202484436777282-3649038681992345809?l=dorianschalet-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dorianschalet-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/3649038681992345809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dorianschalet-blog.blogspot.com/2009/09/reincarnation.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6142202484436777282/posts/default/3649038681992345809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6142202484436777282/posts/default/3649038681992345809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dorianschalet-blog.blogspot.com/2009/09/reincarnation.html' title='Reincarnation'/><author><name>dor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02386480147874202119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_67km2LoijQo/Sr_vdy6q5oI/AAAAAAAAACA/nq7MhsHYHDg/S220/dorian.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6142202484436777282.post-3783769855378936608</id><published>2009-09-20T01:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-20T01:50:07.525-07:00</updated><title type='text'>In the beginning</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hello World&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;SCRIPT LANGUAGE="JavaScript"&gt;&lt;!-- Begindocument.write("&lt;center&gt;&lt;font size=+2&gt;")day = new Date()hr = day.getHours()if (hr == 1)document.write("Good morning!   1AM and you are still going! 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