Sunday, April 23, 2017

Hello, Everyone, It's Sunday Again... 

I know, I might have titled last week’s post with the same, or very similar, words. It’s not that I think of nothing else these days. I do.

The Building Where I was born!

It’s just that I always think of my health, my healing, my future.

Everything I read about these days is health-related, stroke survival.

Other—often times, anyway, I think of how to increase my followers. Not on FB, but on my own blog. I am very, very eager to increase these tiny, little two-digit numbers into big ones, that grow and grow from week to week.

I have just a bit of a challenge with focus, concentration and maintenance. That is, maintenance of my goals, once they are set. This is said to be a left-over from my Stroke. I have done what appears to me to be a great deal of reading on this topic. I am really read to find something much more direct and aimed at my present ‘problems’. Short-term memory loss, intermittent headaches and dizziness and, god forbid—hallucinations.

I know I have mentioned them previously, but I haven’t come upon anything directed to them. My questions are all quite simple. I.e., why are hallucinations always so danged scary? Why do they all take over the present vision of an item I have seen daily, all my life [trees, plants, flower pots]. None of these things are scary to me, but when my brain presents me with an alternative view, it is scary, for sure.

At this point, I must make better efforts in these directions, and dig deeper to learn more about hallucinations, how they start, from which part of my brain and memory they come and why, for heaven’s sake, are they all so danged scary? At least, mine are anyhow.

Now, for a bit about something else...

I had just begun to re-plan my future. Before the Stroke happened, I was even thinking of places I would like to live, what professions interested me. I even gave some thought to how I would get to those places.

Then, about a year ago today, my Stroke occurred.

Life is always changing, have you noticed?

Be encouraged, however.

Don’t be afraid of anything at any time.

Back To Health...

I am always concerned about my health, and yours. I am always reading about thigns I can do to take better control of my health, and gain a better understanding.

I have finally come to the conclusion that eating well is superior to any other diet or approach to weight-loss that I have encountered so far.

Beginning next Sunday, I will have an entry on health, citing various books and articles that I have read since I’ve been on the road to Recovery. I will be entirely delighted to hear your views and opinions and share information with you, on any of my posts.

Be sure to DrinkTeaToday/LiveWellAlways!


Sandra d –  

Tuesday, April 4, 2017

Me, Being Happy! :)

Oh boy, there’s a new week upon us. If there’s a new week, it means that I should have posted ­­before today [Tuesday]. I didn’t, so I’m doing it now.

I continue with my most recent project [if you want to call it that]: Recovery.

One of the most interesting parts of it is my continuing hallucinations. They don’t come as often and are not as horrifying as before, but, oh boy, they still come!

There is so much to learn, about everything. I means, seriously, do you know a lot about the brain, how it works, hot it controls the entire body? Are you even familiar with how rest and nutrition and exercise affect its condition and its performance? It is all connected, my friends, and the more of it that I learn, I feel that the more of it I am obligated to practice.


So, what do I see in a hallucination?


Not much of what I see has an everyday-type name. None of the faces that I see can  easily be described as any other animal that we all know. For example, there is the recurring on of a black, rubbery-like, multi-legged crawling creature who shows up some times as I am lying down [to try] to go to sleep.

Going to sleep is yet another challenge. I ain’t sleeping well, at all.  Not only that, it takes me a long time [hours, sometimes] to go to sleep. Then, some of the dreams I have are just entirely ludicrous.One thing I must be grateful for: they are not just literally scary—the dreams.

Nothing like the images that my dear injured brain is creating.People, protect your brain. Start with what you eat, how you rest, how often you exercise. As much as I am sorry to say it: avoid alcohol, all of it. I know that once in a while, every true American wants to sip a beer. Please, just do it every once in a while, not every day. And surely, never do more than two a day.

My HomeTown at Night!

Okay, back to Recovery

Another piece of it is that I have dropped off a large collection of ‘stuff’ that I dragged around before. That includes, thoughts, memories, memorabilia, furnishings, books. Oh, me, all of that is stuff. It’s not that I put any clear thought into it, but it didn’t take long for me to realize that I just simply don’t need so much of it.Today, I am looking forward to moving away from the hamlet where live, to something with a bit more variety, pizazz, people, places, etc. Really, it’s just a 2017 version of Mayberry. Truthfully speaking, there’s nothing wrong with it.

I just want at least one new adventure. So, as soon as I am fully recovered, I’m off! I’ll be sure to keep you posted.

StayWell, Everyone!

Don't Forget Your Tea! 

Sunday, March 26, 2017

Hello Everyone, and a Great Sunday night to you! 

These three towns [I call them hamlets] are part of my life. I presently live in neither but have previously lived in two of them. They are all close together. We all have a bit of a drive to the grocery store, Wal-Mart, etc. That does not stop us from moving about, moving forward, every time.
Please read, I hope you enjoy, and by all means, share! XOXOXO
Forward movement is a large portion of my life just now. In fact, it is a large portion of my very existence. I know you know that I am in recovery from brain injury/stroke last year in April. Many people have told me that I am recovering quite quickly and quite far and a few even have told me that I am a miracle.
So, you’re wondering what I’m writing about tonight, right?
So glad you asked.
I am writing about my awareness expanding as my recovery continues.
You see, for the longest time, I didn’t feel fully injured.
Other than the daily headaches and dizziness and general body weakness, I felt pretty much like myself. That, however, was a bit of a stretch.
You see, I couldn’t stretch. Now, that’s a good one. Stretching is an important part of my regular working out and I found it almost impossible at one point.
However, Stretching is Improving.
Another regular ‘thing’ that I couldn’t do was take long walks. At just about this time last year, my walks were up to 3 miles at a time, and they only took an hour or so. Sometime, it would be an hour and 15 minutes. During my recovery, I become able to take a supposedly long walk. Ha! I couldn’t even make a complete mile without taking a break, sitting on a bench for a few minutes. By the time I was done, I would be exhausted.
These days, I am exhausted in the middle of the afternoon, no matter what I have done. In any case, however, I continue to recover.
One big swing in my forward movement was relief from hallucinations. I took it upon myself to read as much as I could find about this experience. I wanted to know what caused them, when would they end, where they came from.
Lucky for me, I finally said it to the right doctor [an internist, I think] and he told me quite simply and clearly the hallucinations depend on the part of my brain that was injured.
Halla. Lu. Yuh. I love living and learning.
At that point, I did at least relax but they didn’t end.
Another big part of my recovery is my love of reading, learning, researching. I also love to share what I learn. Presently, I don’t have a large gathering of listeners and friends to share it with.
Yet, another reason to share with you.
Oh! ByTheWay: Please, readers, please, share these posts on every social medium that you use. You of course, may have no interest in the process of recovery from a stroke, you may not know anyone who ever had a stroke. According to the figures, you will soon be in of these groups.
One piece of information that really staggers me is the numbers of Americans who have high blood pressure, who smoke, who are overweight, those who don’t exercise, and finally, those who suffer from strokes. Are you one of these?
But, that is enough about me.
Tomorrow, I have a funeral service to attend. To me, it is crucial. It is the member of a family I love dearly, to which I was at once far-out related. I know all the members of that family, right down to the grandchildren.
It won’t be the first one I have attended this year.
It won’t be the first one of that family. Last year in January, that family had another one.
It won’t be a small gathering. And,
It’s expected to be so large, the service is being held at a white church, because it is much larger than the one in our neighborhood.
Life is really something.
This person is only 12 years older than me. He told me once that he and my grandfather were baptized on the same Sunday, and how important that made him feel.
Well, I won’t continue with this eulogy, although that is what I want to be my specialty.
I won’t bother to tell you anything else about this dude, a stranger to you all.
I will say this:
Life is real. Life is earnest, and the grave is not its goal
Dust thou art to dust returneth was not spoken of the soul.
Act, act in the living present, heart with and god overhead.
Lives of great ones all remind us, we can make our lives sublime
And departing, leave us, footprints in the sands of time.
Footprints that perhaps, another, sailing on life’s solemn main,
A forlorn and shipwrecked brother, seeing, may take heart again.
Let us, then, be up and doing, with a heart for any fate
Still achieving, still pursuing; learn to labor, and to wait. 
A Psalm of Life - Henry W. Longfellow 1838
NOTE: This is not all of the poem, just what I can recall at this moment. Thanks for smiling!
Okayyy! Now it is two nights later, the time is 10:11 p.m. and I am typing again.
I am entirely pleased with anything near to progress in my posting, so let’s all stand and applaud!
I was telling you about a funeral I had to attend. I did. It was a large gathering, held at a local white church. Imagine that. We didn’t completely fill the sanctuary, but we could have taken a smaller black church, and made a good fit.
History and cultural practices and traditions, are all other topics for the reverend to discuss. You may recall that I graduated from a liberation theology seminary and that is the point at which all my presentations begin.
OK. Fine. That’s enough of that for now. I will be here again soon. StayWell!
LiveWell, Everyone and

 FURTHER NOTE: I will soon begin to share reviews of the books I am reading as I learn about Stroke recovery. 

Monday, March 13, 2017

Cleveland is a small hamlet in northeast Georgia.

Small Hamlets in Northeast Georgia - Yawl Come to See Us!

 It is boarded by several other hamlets, each of which has some resemblance to us – Cleveland.

I may have said this already, but Cleveland was reasonably well known to me before I came to live here, because, I know people here, from school. Back in out 8th grade years, African-American students from several other counties were bused to Habersham. They became good students and we all became friends.


I haven’t posted in two weeks. I apologize for my laziness. I am not certain of this at all, of course, but I often feel that my daily exhaustion is causing me to become more lethargic. That is a bad course of action.

I gotta  get moving again, for good.

Well, as we all know, progress can not be rushed.

Nor can recovery—be rushed. At one point, I did start to realize I was rushing recovery so I have slowed down a great deal and am functioning much better.
I love books!

One thing that I have done: daily exercise. I walk for 30 minutes daily and before bed, I do some Yoga. I have always loved and adored yoga, strength training and running.

Whew, my feet and ankles hurt like the very devil. Who knows, I may run again some day.

They--feet and ankles--are needed for runners.

Again, I have slacked on my daily journaling. I agree with my sister that it’s a great aid in remembering the day before. However, something about it is saddening. These days, I am feeling saddened when I have no idea why.

One thing: an underlying fearfulness has been left behind by the stroke. I can’t quite figure it out as to why and from whence. I must say, however, it has lessened, but does still remain.

Among my present recovery-related goals is the location of a neurologist with a psychiatry/psychology background. I will not reset until I maintain an understanding of how all these different ‘impressions’ come and go.

In fact, I just want them to go. And yes, they are all going. In the meantime, I am reading all sorts of books and online articles and such, and I am learning daily.

So, I trust, are each of you!

Yes, my hallucinations have calmed down considerably.

Thank the Living God for that, and they don’t occur nearly as often.

I will tell you again, recovery is really something. 

Here, I am thinking about my journaling:

I must,indeed, put better efforts into that.

My thoughts seem to be coming to me like popcorn. I am not doing well, but I am doing something. :) 

One other observation regarding my memory/recall:
I have been sending my dear friend a daily greeting, which lead up to March 17, her birthday. I have learned and loved many poems in my life – thanks to the world’s greatest English teacher. These days, only two have returned to me. Imagine that.  Luckily, the one that I recall the most of is long: A Psalm of Life. So, I can use different stanzas each day. There are only four days left. We were both in the same grade when we learned it. She hasn’t yet said anything about her recall of it, either.

Sandra d. - Smiling.
In any case, I am just happy to live and breathe and laugh and read and learn. So, I trust, are you.

I will say good night now, and please remember, share this on your media sites.

NOTE:      Before I truly close, let me tell you this truth about my efforts. I simply can not recall what to do to upload photos from my phone. For that reason, you have no recent photos of Cleveland, GA, to show. However, it will change soon. Meantime, I am returning to another love of my life: Tea.
Please enjoy.  

As usual,
SandraTeresa Davenport | 

My Best Friends - Tea Stuff.

Monday, February 27, 2017

Tell me what you know about this building, soon, OK? thx
Hello, Everyone, and Thanks for stopping by. You may recall that a few months ago, I made at least an attempt to resume my online presence-building.

I must say presence-building because I am moving just ever so slowly.

You may have been reading my blog for a while. If so, then you know that I’ve been ‘ill’.

And that I am now recovering. I am so very grateful. 

I have learned a great many, important things about recovery.
First of all: it’s long. Recovering from brain surgery is quite different from recovering from the flu, a cold, a bad headache, or even a stomach virus.

For sure.

Recovering from the brain surgery involves my brain recovering from the injury, my skull recovering from the incision, my lower body recovering from the overall reaction to the stroke and the surgery.


On April 13, 2016, I had a stroke, brought about by the rupture of an aneurysm. Oddly, I had just been reading about such cases, in the last few months of 2014.

These days, I have read much, much more.

I do not intend to continually bore you with information about my recovery and the experience that brought it on. However, I am convinced that the information I share with you is is great importance.

So, I won’t stop anytime soon.

On the other hand, I would like to share with you other parts of my recovery. I refer to my life these days as only recovery.


That is all that I am doing these days. I dare not make a list of chores for the day, or errands to run, or people to visit.
Any simple thing like going to the thrift store, the dollar store, the drug store and then, the grocery, all in one coupla-hour span, is out.

That’s right, out.

I have been amazed at many of the experiences I have --had during recovery. Some have—seemingly—come and gone, while others linger just yet. 

Of those that linger are, memory and full-body energy, making afternoon lethargy a companion. It happens at different times of the day, but comes really hard and heavy around 3:00 p.m.

Don’t get me wrong, it comes in the too, but really puts me to bed in the afternoon.

There are several reasons that continue to push me back to the computer, at least every Sunday, anyhow.

One of which: I sincerely see every opportunity to fulfill my call to ministry, where my focus is on LivingWellMinistries. It may not sound like a lot to you, but to me it is a lot.

I will stay much more present.

Another reason, I feel deprived, myself, when I don’t post.

That is not good.

So, for tonite, this is where we will end. I will be with you again next week Sunday—the first one of March, and we’ll take off.
Your Friend, SandraTeresa Davenport

LiveWellToday and DrinkTeaEveryday!

Saturday, January 7, 2017

I am certain that this is a New Year.
I am certain that winter is here.
I know, for certain, I re-gained the weight I lost 
[No problem. I know what to do all over again.].

I recall that I stated in former blogs that I would post one each Sunday after noon.

You’re right: I have not done that.


 Please forgive me.
During the New Year, I promise to do better.

What happened?

In April, I had a stroke, after an aneurysm ruptured. I spent four weeks in the hospital and was asleep for three of them.

Since that time, I have been in recovery. It can take a long time—years for some of us.
My surgeon said mine may take a year. If so, I have a definite four more months to go.
 Until then...
I’ll keep at least one promise per blog posting.
 I want to share with others all that I have learned about Strokes since my recovery started.
I want you all to know as much as possible about to take the best 
care of your own health.
When you go to a doctor, I want you to know as much as possible and ask many questions.
Yep, you got it. I am no friend to doctors. I’ll likely say more about that later.

So, if you have, suspect or know you may have high blood pressure, work to lower it, please.
If you are overweight, decide what you will do to control weight.
Two Friends Walking in the Park, at Home

I just thought Yawl might be interested:
This is the hospital I was born in!
Come to see us, Ok!

If you need more sleep and release from stress, take another look at my site and there will be several references there, with more to come.
 Me? I absolutely love sleep and relaxation. Both of these help with lowering and releasing stress.
 I don’t want none of yawl to have a stroke, an aneurysm, high blood pressure.

Please remember: I am a southerner, and 'yawl' is one of my favorite words, after ‘sugar’.:)

I can help.

We have a great deal of information to share. I will surely do my part to make your part more fun and simpler, easier and much more workable.

I stand a much better chance of helping if I write weekly.


Starting here and now, I will be more actively Yawl come in and join me, ok? as your time allows.

NOTE: one other interest that I gained: Trees
. I swear, every tree that I see these days is completely intriguing me. They each remind me of people entangled with each other, all of whom are trying to keep growing and moving upward. Keep an eye out. I’ll start posting very soon.
We have a lotta trees to share!

So many sizes. This one is rather small and
I think it is in Phoenix, Az. 

Please, before I go, be sure to check my website. I'll be adding Trees soon. 

LiveWellToday!SandraTeresa Davenport | The Health Reverend 
LiveWellToday/DrinkTeaAlways!Listen In Sunday @ 3 EDT 

Tuesday, November 1, 2016

That's always the first question asked, at a gathering. 
Puzzles are Great Partners
Okay, so I know: when we’re writing for our blogs, we are often instructed to use unindented paragraphs. However, when I was taught to write papers, and yes, to type them, I was taught to always indent at least five spaces, so I do it. What do you do?
As usual, time continues to pass and my recovery continues in a definite way. I continue to learn about aneurysms-how when, where and why they rupture, recovery, and yes, rebuilding myself.
Rebuilding is no simple matter. Do you agree?
Rebuilding often means uncluttering something that you own and moving forward. It may be just ideas, it could be memories, hopes, dreams. Oh, dear, should I go on? Well, you get it, I’m sure. So, I must say that I am still uncluttering my head.
One reason for this is that I always wanted a long, healthy, happy life. These days, I realize more than usual, my part[s] in that.
A position that I have held for a long time is that for anyone who has survived 50 years in black skin [somewhere here in the U.S.], could easily survive for another 50, if they wanted to do so. My conviction was just that we would have to make some adjustments.
I, therefore, am adjusting.
One thing health principle of which I am totally convinced today: Things that truly have a negative affect on blood pressure, which also has a negative affect upon brain function and health, are simple.
To Grow Well, Adjust!
Extra weight. Make a decision to adjust and keep your weight at a healthy number.
Proper nutrition. Not boxed, canned or packaged with too many words that you can’t pronounce.
Stress. Decide whether you want to loose your mind all at once or a little at a time, and put yourself in control of your stress. It may mean changing jobs, or locations where you live and work. Why, heck, you may even need to change your sweetheart[s]. It won’t hurt a thing.
Tobacco [smoking]. I am nearly certain that if you are old/mature enough to care about this topic, read this blog and live a long life, you are aware of the horrors of smoking. Don’t. Do it, my friends.
Sleep. Do it properly, ok. Don’t sleep too much and pray tell, don’t sleep too little. Sleep is what enables the body to heal and move closer to true health. Try for at least 8 hours per night.
My siblings and I hosted a memorial service for my mother on Sunday afternoon. It was just lovely. The house was filled up with 50-60 people who knew, loved and enjoyed her. We even had small little children. Some of them were her great-grandchildren. I’m sure she loved it.
I know now that one property of the human existence, is joy. After that, everything goes a lot easier.
Until we meet again, do me this one favor:

Drink Tea, Always!

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