I've been thinking alot lately about karma. Why? I don't really know, but I have. I don't know that I believe in karma the way that alot of people do. I don't think that if you give someone $100 today, that sometime in the future when you need $100 someone is going to magically be there with the money for you. I guess I don't take karma as matter-of-fact as other people do. I do believe that karma is real though, in a sense. I believe that if you treat someone nice today, that good things will happen to you because of that. I believe that if you are there for someone in need, that when you're in need that someone will be there for you too. But I also think that even if you choose not to be there for someone, or simply neglect to be there, that someone may still be there for you when you need.
I think alot of my feelings about this has to do with how I'm raised. I believe in treating other people the way you want to be treated. I believe that what goes around comes around...in a non-literal sense. (If that makes any sense) I think that when you treat people well it makes you a better person. And people want to help those who are good, nice and helpful.
I try to help and serve people though with a hear of service only. I don't help people hoping that in the future they or someone else will help me. I help them because I want to help them, because I want to serve, and because it makes me feel good. And I try to thank people when they help me. I don't think that they owe me. I just feel grateful that they were in tune enough with the spirit to know that I needed help. And even when I don't need help I still accept the service, because I want them to have the same feeling during service that I have.
So if you ask me if I believe in karma the answer would be kind of. I don't believe in it in the literal way that alot of people do. I guess I have a more realistic view on it. But I am happy that it exists. I'm happy we can serve and help and bless each other. I'm happy that I can help people and they can help me. And I hope that the opportunities keep presenting themselves. Just my thoughts on a random topic. :)
Sunday, November 8, 2009
Saturday, November 7, 2009
My cute cousin!
How cute is my super cute cousin? I just love her! She and her mom have been staying with my cousins next door to us and I have loved every second of it. For some unknown reason...Amirah LOVES me! (And I'm not even exaggerating!) She is so funny and says the cutest things. One my new favorite things is pulling into my driveway and when I get out of my car I hear "Kayla!! Kayla!! Hi Kayla!! I love you Kayla!!" She is just way to cute and has me wrapped around her little finger...along with pretty much everyone else too! :)Gratitude #7... My Parents
*I promise...this one will make me catch up so I'll give you all a break after this! :)*
I am grateful that these people met...
And fell in love...
And decided to be sealed for time and all enternity in the Temple...
And decided to follow the commandments and "mulitply and replenish the earth"...
I'm grateful that they gave me such an amazing life. I was never left wanting. I was taught to follow the examples of righteous people. I was taught to respect my elders. They helped me gain a testimony of the Church. Everything that I am, and have is because of them and for that I am grateful.
I am grateful that these people met...
And fell in love...And decided to be sealed for time and all enternity in the Temple...
And decided to follow the commandments and "mulitply and replenish the earth"...
I'm grateful that they gave me such an amazing life. I was never left wanting. I was taught to follow the examples of righteous people. I was taught to respect my elders. They helped me gain a testimony of the Church. Everything that I am, and have is because of them and for that I am grateful.
Gratitude #6... Friends
I am grateful for my friends. I have amazing friends and they are amazing, strong men and women. They are always there for me, no matter what I need. I can turn to them for anything and they will be there. They have let me laugh, cry, vent and yell to them. They have done countless acts of service for me, and let me serve them. I am so blessed to have the friends I have, and I am so grateful for them.
(I am sorry this is so short and sweet. It's been one of those days. But just because this is so short doesn't mean it's not sincere. My friends are some of the most amazing people I have met and I hope they know that.)
(I am sorry this is so short and sweet. It's been one of those days. But just because this is so short doesn't mean it's not sincere. My friends are some of the most amazing people I have met and I hope they know that.)
Gratitude #5... Cousins
I'm grateful for these people...
And these people...
And for Rickey, Russell, Marie, Brady, Rabab and Amirah who are not in these pictures. I'm grateful for my cousins. They are amazing people with so many different things to offer. They all have amazing strengths and abilites. I love them all for so many different reasons and I'm grateful for our friendships and hope that they last forever. I'm also grateful that we live so close to each other right now so we can see each other more often. They are an amazing group of people!
And these people...
And for Rickey, Russell, Marie, Brady, Rabab and Amirah who are not in these pictures. I'm grateful for my cousins. They are amazing people with so many different things to offer. They all have amazing strengths and abilites. I love them all for so many different reasons and I'm grateful for our friendships and hope that they last forever. I'm also grateful that we live so close to each other right now so we can see each other more often. They are an amazing group of people!Gratitude #4... My Daddy
I am grateful for my dad! I feel like I am the luckiest girl in the world (along with my sister of course) to have such an amazing dad. My dad has always been there for me. He has never given up on me. He has never judged me. My dad is the perfect example to me of a worthy priesthood holder. He has all the qualities that I want my future husband to have. I would be lucky to marry someone like my dad, and someone who treats me like my dad treats my mom. My dad has amazing strength, and I think he's especially shown that this year with all he's been through.There is always something random I think about when I think about my dad. You know those times when you are right on the verge of crying? Well, being a girl, that happens to me alot! :) I can be on the verge of crying and yet be so strong, but the second that I talk to or see my dad, I lose it. I know I can cry to him and he'll be there for me. I can even cry about something and be totally over it, and when I talk to my dad about it I cry again. And when I'm right on the verge of wanting to punch someone, I can call my dad and cry it out. My dad is just that person for me and I love him for it.
Today I am grateful for my dad!
Gratitude #3... My Jobs
I am grateful for my job. In this economy when people are struggling and several people have no work, I have 2 jobs. I am grateful for the opportunities my jobs have afforded me. I have met amazing people, life-long friends, and contacts that will help me accomplish my goals. I have been humbled by some of the experiences I've had. I have learned gratitude and awareness from people in my community and from my coworkers. I have learned that anything is possible. I've gained self-confidence and strength. I've become a better person. I've handled situations that I never thought I could handle. I've learned to trust other people and to how to better be trusted. I've learned how to serve other people and how to accept service. I've discovered what I want to do with my life. I've realized my own abilities.
How grateful I am for the stability of a steady job and a constant income. How grateful I am for the amazing and talented people I work with, both in dispatch and the officers in both departments. How grateful I am for the lessons I've learned and for the opportunities I've had to learn from my mistakes and accomplishments. My job is definitely something that has made me a better person and I am so grateful for everything it has taught me and all the things I have yet to learn.
How grateful I am for the stability of a steady job and a constant income. How grateful I am for the amazing and talented people I work with, both in dispatch and the officers in both departments. How grateful I am for the lessons I've learned and for the opportunities I've had to learn from my mistakes and accomplishments. My job is definitely something that has made me a better person and I am so grateful for everything it has taught me and all the things I have yet to learn.
Gratitude #2... My Grandparents
So I've been thinking today about the things I'm grateful for in my life. I've had a hard time choosing what to post today...not because I have a lack of things I'm thankful for, but because I have so many things I'm thankful for that I can't choose which ones I want to post. I guess since I'm catching up on gratitude posts though it shouldn't be too hard to find 5 things on that long list to blog about.
Today I'm grateful for my grandparents. As you all know by now, I live with my grandparents. I moved in with them the week before my birthday this year. I had several reasons for moving in with them. I needed to save money, I wanted to live closer to my work, I wanted to be able to help take care of my grandma since she was having so many health problems, I wanted to be able to help cook and clean to take away some of grandpa's stress.
When I moved in I was still in school, so I had class every night and worked during the day so I wasn't able to help too much. We all knew though that as soon as the semester was over I would have 4 months off and would be able to do the things I had planned on. Right before my class ended, I injured my leg and was in a walking cast for several weeks and not able to get around very well. I also had surgery on my wrist (my right wrist and I'm right handed) so that kept me from being able to do alot too. I finally got those things taken care of and was able to help out for a few weeks. Then I started feeling sick more often and took some time off of work. I wasn't feeling well and that kept me from helping out alot. And then I hurt my back and that put me down flat in bed for almost a month. When that month was over, I started going back to work a few days a week. I was still not feeling well health-wise, and I was still in alot of pain in my back. I would go to work and the pain would get worse, and by time I got home I would have to go straight to bed and I'd be there for the rest of the day most of the time. When I wasn't in bed I was laying on the couch or in a recliner chair, not able to get up or move around much. And not moving around means not helping around the house.
I had all those good reasons for moving in, and so far the only thing that I've accomplished is saving rent money. I feel so bad for not being able to help. Instead of taking away some of grandpa's work load and stress, I've added to it. There were several days when grandma and I couldn't get out of bed at all and he would have to check on us and bring us our meals, as well as take care of our house. And to make it worse, grandma and I have rooms on opposite ends of the house...meaning several trips back and forth each day for grandpa.
Despite all of this, grandpa has never complained. He has never asked me for more help than I could give. He has never made me feel like an imposition. He has never made me feel like I'm asking for too much. He has been so awesome with helping take care of me. I am also so very grateful for grandma. She is so strong. She has had so many health issues the past several years, but the past 6 months especially. And yet she doesn't complain. Sometimes she cries, and sometimes she listens to me cry. I will lay in her room on her bed with her, or we will both lay in the family room together, and we give each other moral support. One of her problems she's had the past few months is with back pain, so she knows how I feel and I know how she feels.
My grandparents are amazing. The are such good examples of a happily married couple, of strong church members, of hard workers, of children of God. I can look up to them in all aspects of my life, and I can turn to them for any reason. They are rocks. I am so grateful to them for their selflessness, their strength and their spirit. I'm grateful that they love me and let me live with them. I'm grateful for the opportunity to live with them and become closer to them. I'm grateful for the knowledge I have that I will be able to be with them for all eternity.
Today I'm grateful for my grandparents. As you all know by now, I live with my grandparents. I moved in with them the week before my birthday this year. I had several reasons for moving in with them. I needed to save money, I wanted to live closer to my work, I wanted to be able to help take care of my grandma since she was having so many health problems, I wanted to be able to help cook and clean to take away some of grandpa's stress.
When I moved in I was still in school, so I had class every night and worked during the day so I wasn't able to help too much. We all knew though that as soon as the semester was over I would have 4 months off and would be able to do the things I had planned on. Right before my class ended, I injured my leg and was in a walking cast for several weeks and not able to get around very well. I also had surgery on my wrist (my right wrist and I'm right handed) so that kept me from being able to do alot too. I finally got those things taken care of and was able to help out for a few weeks. Then I started feeling sick more often and took some time off of work. I wasn't feeling well and that kept me from helping out alot. And then I hurt my back and that put me down flat in bed for almost a month. When that month was over, I started going back to work a few days a week. I was still not feeling well health-wise, and I was still in alot of pain in my back. I would go to work and the pain would get worse, and by time I got home I would have to go straight to bed and I'd be there for the rest of the day most of the time. When I wasn't in bed I was laying on the couch or in a recliner chair, not able to get up or move around much. And not moving around means not helping around the house.
I had all those good reasons for moving in, and so far the only thing that I've accomplished is saving rent money. I feel so bad for not being able to help. Instead of taking away some of grandpa's work load and stress, I've added to it. There were several days when grandma and I couldn't get out of bed at all and he would have to check on us and bring us our meals, as well as take care of our house. And to make it worse, grandma and I have rooms on opposite ends of the house...meaning several trips back and forth each day for grandpa.
Despite all of this, grandpa has never complained. He has never asked me for more help than I could give. He has never made me feel like an imposition. He has never made me feel like I'm asking for too much. He has been so awesome with helping take care of me. I am also so very grateful for grandma. She is so strong. She has had so many health issues the past several years, but the past 6 months especially. And yet she doesn't complain. Sometimes she cries, and sometimes she listens to me cry. I will lay in her room on her bed with her, or we will both lay in the family room together, and we give each other moral support. One of her problems she's had the past few months is with back pain, so she knows how I feel and I know how she feels.
My grandparents are amazing. The are such good examples of a happily married couple, of strong church members, of hard workers, of children of God. I can look up to them in all aspects of my life, and I can turn to them for any reason. They are rocks. I am so grateful to them for their selflessness, their strength and their spirit. I'm grateful that they love me and let me live with them. I'm grateful for the opportunity to live with them and become closer to them. I'm grateful for the knowledge I have that I will be able to be with them for all eternity.
Friday, November 6, 2009
Gratitude #1... My Blog
It seems like November brings out the gratitude in people...or at least they express their gratitude more often. Because this is the month to give thanks, I'm going to do just that. It's already this 6th of November and I haven't really posted what I'm grateful for yet, but I'm going to record at least 1 thing I'm grateful for everyday. I'm going to make them each 1 post, no matter how short my thought is that day, and since I'm behind I'm going to catch up. By the end of the month I will have 30 gratitude posts. I think that saying out loud (or in writing for others to read) what you're grateful for helps you remember what those things are and why they are so special to you. I think it makes people (or at least me) a little more grateful when I'm reminded of the blessings in my life.
So today my gratitude is for this blog and all of my friends who read it. I am grateful for the opportunity it gives me to keep a "journal". I have not been this consistent in keeping track of events in my life ever! I think of all of the pictures, events, thoughts, feelings, emotions, etc that are recorded here and I am filled with gratitude. What a blessing in my life it is to have a place to record life's events. I'm also grateful for all of you who read my blog and leave your thoughts and comments. I'm grateful for the friendships that are not lost because of the blogging world. I'm also grateful for all of your blogs. You are amazing, strong, inspired people who I am lucky to be friends with. I am encouraged daily by your blogs and reminded daily of our friendships. Thank you. I am grateful for you!
So today my gratitude is for this blog and all of my friends who read it. I am grateful for the opportunity it gives me to keep a "journal". I have not been this consistent in keeping track of events in my life ever! I think of all of the pictures, events, thoughts, feelings, emotions, etc that are recorded here and I am filled with gratitude. What a blessing in my life it is to have a place to record life's events. I'm also grateful for all of you who read my blog and leave your thoughts and comments. I'm grateful for the friendships that are not lost because of the blogging world. I'm also grateful for all of your blogs. You are amazing, strong, inspired people who I am lucky to be friends with. I am encouraged daily by your blogs and reminded daily of our friendships. Thank you. I am grateful for you!
This little piggy went to....
Bed!! That's what happens when you get the swine flu! You get qurantined to bed with no friends and no life! :( No...I don't have the swine flu, and I'm praying it stays that way. Russell (my little brother) got it a few weeks ago and is finally over it. Ricky (my older brother) got it a few days ago and is still infected and not feeling well. Then yesterday Meriam (my cousin and next door neighbor) came home from school early with a sore throat and fever. It got worse throughout the afternoon so they went to the doctor and sure enough...swine flu. She is now quarantined to her room for the next 7 days minimum! :( Poor thing is sick and miserable and still getting worse.
We have been lucky so far (knock on wood) not have any infected people at our house, but it's getting closer and closer. It's a good thing I talked grandpa into the masks and sanitizer at our door. Perfect timing! :) My family that lives next door (Lori, Abderrahim, Sami, Meriam, Rabab and Amirah) come over to our house often. Especially now because they don't want to stay in there house with the risk of getting sick. But because they are in an infected home, when they come over they go through a sanitizing process...wash and sanitize their hands, wear a mask, spray Lysol all over themselves, etc...before coming in. They try to stay as germ-free as possible for us. But grandma and I are still very worried about catching it.
This may sound weird but I'm hoping that if I do get it that it happens AFTER Saturday. I have to work 10 hours at Orem on Saturday and cannot take that shift off. I think I would have no friends left if I called in sick for this shift. Really though I'm just hoping we don't get it at all at our house.
Oh, and 1 more thing...? My vacation is canceled. It wasn't really a vacation, but a chance to get away for a few days. Meriam and I were going to go to Arizona to stay with and visit family. But due to Meriam's illness, it's been called off for now...with an unknown reschedule date. Our family that we were going to visit has young kids and we can't risk infecting them. I'm disappointed, but it will be ok. We'll get down there eventually.
So we love you all, but don't come visit! :) And I will stay away until we know for sure that we are germ-free. I texted Meriam earlier and told her that I love her, but from a distance! And so I say it again...I love you all, but from a distance! ;P
We have been lucky so far (knock on wood) not have any infected people at our house, but it's getting closer and closer. It's a good thing I talked grandpa into the masks and sanitizer at our door. Perfect timing! :) My family that lives next door (Lori, Abderrahim, Sami, Meriam, Rabab and Amirah) come over to our house often. Especially now because they don't want to stay in there house with the risk of getting sick. But because they are in an infected home, when they come over they go through a sanitizing process...wash and sanitize their hands, wear a mask, spray Lysol all over themselves, etc...before coming in. They try to stay as germ-free as possible for us. But grandma and I are still very worried about catching it.
This may sound weird but I'm hoping that if I do get it that it happens AFTER Saturday. I have to work 10 hours at Orem on Saturday and cannot take that shift off. I think I would have no friends left if I called in sick for this shift. Really though I'm just hoping we don't get it at all at our house.
Oh, and 1 more thing...? My vacation is canceled. It wasn't really a vacation, but a chance to get away for a few days. Meriam and I were going to go to Arizona to stay with and visit family. But due to Meriam's illness, it's been called off for now...with an unknown reschedule date. Our family that we were going to visit has young kids and we can't risk infecting them. I'm disappointed, but it will be ok. We'll get down there eventually.
So we love you all, but don't come visit! :) And I will stay away until we know for sure that we are germ-free. I texted Meriam earlier and told her that I love her, but from a distance! And so I say it again...I love you all, but from a distance! ;P
Wednesday, November 4, 2009
A hand to hold on to
I just wanted to say how grateful I am for family and friends who are always there for me. People who I love and trust who are always there, with hand reached out to me, waiting for me to turn to them for help and support. I've learned (and I'm still learning) how to accept service from others. I have amazing people in my life who can sense when I'm having a hard time and be there for me. I feel an overwhelming sense of peace knowing that those I love will never judge me or hurt me. I feel like I always have a hand to hold on to. I have the hand belongs to our Savior and my brother, always outstretched towards me, holding onto me and yearning to help me. Even when I'm being stubborn, that hand is always there for me.
My cousins were over at our house being babysat my grandpa and I the other day and baby Courtney (who is 10 months old) was crawling around. She was pulling herself up on furniture and then letting go and standing on her own for a few seconds before she would fall to the ground. I put my hand out behind her, to catch her if she needed. I also knew my hand would protect her from hurting herself too bad if she did fall. At one point she was standing on her own, about to fall, and she reached over and grabbed my hand so she could stand on "her own" a little longer. We did the stand/fall thing for several minutes and several times during her game she grabbed my hand. It's like she knew it was there. She was trying to do it on her own, but when she couldn't, my hand was there for her.
I think of that example with Courtney and know that is how our Savior is there for us. We set goals and try to do things on our own. We are learning to stand on our wobbly legs and some of us succeed, but nobody succeeds all the time. We all need to reach out to that hand every once in awhile, whether it be to help us up to our standing position or to steady us when our balance isn't in check. That hand also helps us when we fall. It doesn't keep us from falling, but it helps us not to get hurt to bad when we do fall.
I have to say how grateful I am for that hand. And for the hands of all my friends that are there as well. When we are born we receive a blessing. We are given a name on the records of the church. I always love to watch baby blessings. All of those strong men, worthy priesthood holders, standing around a perfect little infant giving it support while the blessings of Heaven our poured down upon it. I often think that we don't lose that in our life. Even though we don't have a circle of worthy priesthood holders standing around us physically each day, we have them around us. We will never lose that. Those men, with their strong hands and loving hearts, are always there for us. Those hands that are layed upon our heads as an infant, and at baptism, and the first day of school and when we're ill and when we're trying to make big decisions, those hands never go away. They are an extension of the Lord's hands and I am forever grateful for all the hands in my life. One of the greatest blessings in our lives is a hand to hold on to.
I have always loved the song "His Hands" and I found it on youtube. As I was writing this post I kept thinking of that song, so I decided to share it with you. I hope you all remember that there are hands outstretched for you at every stage of your life. Reach out and hold onto it.
My cousins were over at our house being babysat my grandpa and I the other day and baby Courtney (who is 10 months old) was crawling around. She was pulling herself up on furniture and then letting go and standing on her own for a few seconds before she would fall to the ground. I put my hand out behind her, to catch her if she needed. I also knew my hand would protect her from hurting herself too bad if she did fall. At one point she was standing on her own, about to fall, and she reached over and grabbed my hand so she could stand on "her own" a little longer. We did the stand/fall thing for several minutes and several times during her game she grabbed my hand. It's like she knew it was there. She was trying to do it on her own, but when she couldn't, my hand was there for her.
I think of that example with Courtney and know that is how our Savior is there for us. We set goals and try to do things on our own. We are learning to stand on our wobbly legs and some of us succeed, but nobody succeeds all the time. We all need to reach out to that hand every once in awhile, whether it be to help us up to our standing position or to steady us when our balance isn't in check. That hand also helps us when we fall. It doesn't keep us from falling, but it helps us not to get hurt to bad when we do fall.
I have to say how grateful I am for that hand. And for the hands of all my friends that are there as well. When we are born we receive a blessing. We are given a name on the records of the church. I always love to watch baby blessings. All of those strong men, worthy priesthood holders, standing around a perfect little infant giving it support while the blessings of Heaven our poured down upon it. I often think that we don't lose that in our life. Even though we don't have a circle of worthy priesthood holders standing around us physically each day, we have them around us. We will never lose that. Those men, with their strong hands and loving hearts, are always there for us. Those hands that are layed upon our heads as an infant, and at baptism, and the first day of school and when we're ill and when we're trying to make big decisions, those hands never go away. They are an extension of the Lord's hands and I am forever grateful for all the hands in my life. One of the greatest blessings in our lives is a hand to hold on to.
I have always loved the song "His Hands" and I found it on youtube. As I was writing this post I kept thinking of that song, so I decided to share it with you. I hope you all remember that there are hands outstretched for you at every stage of your life. Reach out and hold onto it.
Tuesday, November 3, 2009
Are we rude?!
I want to ask a question and see what people think...and who better to get opinions from than my fabulous blog friends! :)
As most of you know, I live with my grandparents. My grandma has several health problems that she has had for several years, and some new problems that she has had just for the past several months. She is finally, after 6 months of being pretty sick, starting to feel better. My grandpa is pretty healthy right now, but he's older and so he has health related issues. He has sore muscles and his bones creak when he walks around. He spends each day taking care of grandma and trying to take care of our house. I have my pancreas problems that I have had for several years, and also some health problems (tired, weakness, nausea etc...plus my back pain) for the past month or so. Needless to say, we have our fair share of health problems around here.
We found out today that my older brother Rickey has swine flu. They quarantined him at his house with his wife, and they gave her tamiflu to hopefully prevent her from getting it. Russell had the swine flu a few weeks ago, and Scott (my uncle) had it a few months ago. We also have several people (alot of cousins etc) who have had coughs, sore throats, colds etc.
We have several people come to our house every day. There are ward members, family and friends, church members and neighbors who stop by often to visit with us and check on grandma. We appreciate them all and I really believe that people coming to visit and encourage grandma really does help her to get better. It raises her spirit.
I was talking with my grandparents today and we were talking about all the people coming through our home and all the people we know who are sick. We were talking about possible ways to keep grandma (and the rest of us for that matter) from getting any of the illnesses. I suggested that we put a box of face masks at the door along with a bottle of hand sanitizer. I think we should have every guest (neighbors, home/visiting teachers, friends) sanitize or wash their hands and put a mask on right when they come into our house. That would cut down on germs being passed through touch or through the air and that would reduce the chances that grandma would get sick with any of the things going around. I think that even family members should wear a mask and sanitize if they have had any illnesses or predecessors to illnesses (cough, runny nose, etc).
Grandma didn't think it was a bad idea, but grandpa thought it might be rude to ask people to do that. I told him several people with new babies are doing that and several nursing homes are making all guests do it. I don't think there is a problem with trying to cut down on germs in our home. I honestly believe that people wouldn't mind "masking up" because they know grandma has been sick and they want her to be healthy as much as we do.
So my question is this:
"DO YOU THINK IT WOULD BE RUDE TO ASK PEOPLE TO PUT A MASK ON AND SANITIZE OR WASH THEIR HANDS BEFORE THEY ARE ALLOWED INTO OUR HOME? IF SOMEONE ASKED YOU TO DO THAT BEFORE GOING INTO THEIR HOME WOULD YOU BE OFFENDED? AND IF YOU DO THINK IT WOULD BE RUDE TO ASK PEOPLE TO WEAR A MASK, WHAT WOULD YOU SUGGEST WE DO TO HELP KEEP GERMS FROM SPREADING THROUGH OUR HOME?"
I honestly want to know what you think. And I plan on showing the comments on this post to my grandpa so he can see what people think....whether you agree with me or with him. So let me know what you think! Thanks! :)
***Sorry this is such a long post just to ask a simple question! ;P
As most of you know, I live with my grandparents. My grandma has several health problems that she has had for several years, and some new problems that she has had just for the past several months. She is finally, after 6 months of being pretty sick, starting to feel better. My grandpa is pretty healthy right now, but he's older and so he has health related issues. He has sore muscles and his bones creak when he walks around. He spends each day taking care of grandma and trying to take care of our house. I have my pancreas problems that I have had for several years, and also some health problems (tired, weakness, nausea etc...plus my back pain) for the past month or so. Needless to say, we have our fair share of health problems around here.
We found out today that my older brother Rickey has swine flu. They quarantined him at his house with his wife, and they gave her tamiflu to hopefully prevent her from getting it. Russell had the swine flu a few weeks ago, and Scott (my uncle) had it a few months ago. We also have several people (alot of cousins etc) who have had coughs, sore throats, colds etc.
We have several people come to our house every day. There are ward members, family and friends, church members and neighbors who stop by often to visit with us and check on grandma. We appreciate them all and I really believe that people coming to visit and encourage grandma really does help her to get better. It raises her spirit.
I was talking with my grandparents today and we were talking about all the people coming through our home and all the people we know who are sick. We were talking about possible ways to keep grandma (and the rest of us for that matter) from getting any of the illnesses. I suggested that we put a box of face masks at the door along with a bottle of hand sanitizer. I think we should have every guest (neighbors, home/visiting teachers, friends) sanitize or wash their hands and put a mask on right when they come into our house. That would cut down on germs being passed through touch or through the air and that would reduce the chances that grandma would get sick with any of the things going around. I think that even family members should wear a mask and sanitize if they have had any illnesses or predecessors to illnesses (cough, runny nose, etc).
Grandma didn't think it was a bad idea, but grandpa thought it might be rude to ask people to do that. I told him several people with new babies are doing that and several nursing homes are making all guests do it. I don't think there is a problem with trying to cut down on germs in our home. I honestly believe that people wouldn't mind "masking up" because they know grandma has been sick and they want her to be healthy as much as we do.
So my question is this:
"DO YOU THINK IT WOULD BE RUDE TO ASK PEOPLE TO PUT A MASK ON AND SANITIZE OR WASH THEIR HANDS BEFORE THEY ARE ALLOWED INTO OUR HOME? IF SOMEONE ASKED YOU TO DO THAT BEFORE GOING INTO THEIR HOME WOULD YOU BE OFFENDED? AND IF YOU DO THINK IT WOULD BE RUDE TO ASK PEOPLE TO WEAR A MASK, WHAT WOULD YOU SUGGEST WE DO TO HELP KEEP GERMS FROM SPREADING THROUGH OUR HOME?"
I honestly want to know what you think. And I plan on showing the comments on this post to my grandpa so he can see what people think....whether you agree with me or with him. So let me know what you think! Thanks! :)
***Sorry this is such a long post just to ask a simple question! ;P
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