Blake

I teach special needs kids at my church.

One of our kids is named Blake. He's been sick for some time. This is an update that I recived from his mother recently:

Hi Roger,


Blake is not doing well. He was in the hospital for 18 days in June. He went in for a different treatment and while there his swallowing muscles became uncoordinated, and he was aspirating food/drink into his lungs. So he was treated for pneumonia and had to have a feeding tube. He is now solely fed through his tube. He recently had a swallow study that showed he was no longer aspirating but still had trouble coordinating those muscles and he refuses to eat and drink anything now, so is still fed through the tube. On July 9, he was admitted to the psychiatric hospital because he was uncontrollable. He stayed 5 days and they increased his medication. He is a little calmer, but still has outbursts and extreme oppositional defiance and ocd. Physically he still can't walk but has shown some improvement with fine motor skills. He talks but only to say opposite things - no real functional language.

We are going to John Hopkins in Baltimore Maryland August 2 for a second opinion. He has had two treatments that didn't work at all. Before he receives a 3rd more invasive treatment, his doctor wanted us to get the 2nd opinion to make sure he doesn't have something in addition to sydenham's chorea. Hopefully the doctor there can give some answers and treatment suggestions that will work.


Please pray for this wonderful child

North Charleston Campus

I saw the first look at the coming North Charleston Campus tonight for Seacoast

It's so weird knowing that I am going into a church that wants to focus on inner city ministry. The church I grew up in avoided doing that in their own 'hood. But, this church is going into it.

Part of me wants to drop out of it, but I've got to rebuke those thoughts. I must embrace this and change, transform, be renewed, be blessed and be a blessing.

With my co-depededent ways, that's hard for me. Mostly because I have a desire to make sure that those who will raise an eyebrow are happy with me. In other words since I don't want anyone to wag a tounge at me, or shake a finger I want to runaway and say "Sorry...can't do it." But, that's not true. I can and I want too.

Jesus help me with doing this. Let me please only You.

In Jesus Name...so be it.

I am SO Walter Mittyesqe. He's a character by James Thurber. He lives in his own fantasy world. He always pictures himself in some other situation, A surgen; a pilot; a spy.

I didn't make into library school. I'm waiting to find out why now. In the meantime I'm thinking of going back for another degree instead. So I'm constantly wishing I was somthing else. I'm praying that God will show me where He wants me.

Maybe when Seacoast starts it's North Charleston campus, I'll do something big there.

Who knows

Read The Walter Mitty story here

Library School

Thanks for asking for an update Lori.

Well I got my letter yesterday...and they've turned me down.

I'm a little disapointed, but I'll try to call on Monday to see if I can find out why. In the meantime, I'll now be able to pursue some other things.

I'm the newly appointed Area 62 Governer for District 58 Toastmasters.

Also in September Seacoast will start its North Charleston campus, and I'll be involved.

One more, but very important thing. About a year and a half ago, my sister and her family were robbed in their own home.

In later July or early August, my neice will have to testify in court. She's scared.

Mom brought her up for a visit to Unky Roggie and Grandaddy Mel a few weeks ago. I had her at a local playground and Granddaddy came to pick us up. We saw some real rough looking types comeing up and using foul langauge etc. We went home and when Sarah asked why we left I made the mistake of tellng her. She was then scared that they may follow us.

Needless to say that didn't happen. But, she said several things that weekend that told me that their robbery is on her mind.

She's 8 now and was 6 when this happend. She saw her daddy laying on the floor shot in the arm. She had a gun put to her head while this trash said they'd rape and then kill her if my sister didn't give them everything.

THIS SUCKS!!!!!

I won't go into what I want to see happen to the scum that did this, but let's just say that I hope they drop the soap in the shower.

On the other side of the issue of crime in America, my cousin is in jail

He is in his 60s but a couple of years ago he was caught raising and selling pit bulls for dog fighting [no, I'm not related to Michael Vick]

Anyway as much as I hate what he did, he's still family. And his mom is one of my favorite aunts and she deserves better.

We're hoping he'll be paroled soon.

It burns me up to see those who can hurt kids and shoot people get off and those that committ less horrible crimes get years in prison.

Well, now I'm babbling, but I needed this chance, and it's my blog so there.

Ok time for a new post

I'm waiting to hear back from USC about school. They sent one letter saying that I didn't meet the acadimic requirements [low gpa]. I knew that that. That's why I sent the letter saying that I'd made a mistake in school.

Please pray that I make it into to USC School of Library and Information Science.

Thanks

Rog

Oh my

I live with my dad. I have a low-paying job I hate. I get headaches. So what's the suggested answer. Pep Pills.

Oh that's not my answer. I hate the idea. I know that some people need anti-depresents. And someone [nevermind whom] is suggesting that I take some sort of pep pill to "deal" with work etc.

Let's see. Work: have I ever told you what I do for a "living"? Probably not. In fact if you've stumbled onto this, you either know me, and know my job, or you're an even bigger loser than others because all you've to do in your life is read compete strangers blogs.

I work at a call center. I don't call you to ask if you want to buy a magazine etc. You call me. If you rent a car from the car company I work for, then you call me to either gripe, or ask stupid questions, or get a copy of your receipt. Often, you may have a legitimate issue.

Example: A woman knew she'd pay for every mile driven. Some chucklehead messed up the mileage report and she paid too much. I had to fix it. No problem really.

But imagine yourself as having the ablity to cook a gormet meal, and all you can do is become the 3rd shift "french fry" assistant captain at McNasty's.

Or imagine having the ablity to write the next great American novel, and you're only allowed to write welll...let's say a stupid blog like this one.

You get the idea. You can be great, but you work for a company that only wants you to warm a seat.

Now, imagine being in a family that gets stressed over EVERYTHING. I mean everything. I've a cousin in jail. His mother and sister on "stress meds" it's also put one of his uncles on the same med. He's stressed because the others rely on him in their stress.

So, since their on this med. I need to be on this med. After all, the family that pops pills together...

Ok I'm not accusing them of being addicts. They're good people. I just don't want a pill to effect my brains.

I just want to reach that next level

For my friends that may read this PRAY FOR ME

It's been a week

It's been a week since my last posting, so here's the latest news:

I'm the President of Charleston Classics Toastmasters and Governer of Area 62

I'm on my way to DTM