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I was wondering if anyone on this forum (or their family member) might have scleroderma. My daughter was diagnosed with this condition last week after suffering for 9 months with swollen, painful hands and feet. I have spent many days crying because I understand this to be a fatal disease as it progresses but I can say for now that it has totally changed her personality. She has always been my crazy, fun-loving daughter and now she's in constant pain and I suffer with her. If you have any knowledge about this disease, I'd appreciate your insight. I have found a couple support groups online that I've joined but I'm seeking any and all resources.
On American Indian sports mascots:
A white man and an elderly Native man became pretty good friends, so the white guy decided to ask him: “What do you think about Indian mascots?”
The Native elder responded, “Here’s what you’ve got to understand. When you look at black people, you see ghosts of all the slavery and the rapes and the hangings and the chains. When you look at Jews, you see ghosts of all those bodies piled up in death camps. And those ghosts keep you trying to do the right thing.
“But when you look at us you don’t see the ghosts of the little babies with their heads smashed in by rifle butts at the Big Hole, or the old folks dying by the side of the trail on the way to Oklahoma while their families cried and tried to make them comfortable, or the dead mothers at Wounded Knee or the little kids at Sand Creek who were shot for target practice. You don’t see any ghosts at all.
“Instead you see casinos and drunks and junk cars and shacks.
“Well, we see those ghosts. And they make our hearts sad and they hurt our little children. And when we try to say something, you tell us, ‘Get over it. This is America. Look at the American dream.’ But as long as you’re calling us Redskins and doing tomahawk chops, we can’t look at the American dream, because those things remind us that we are not real human beings to you. And when people aren’t humans, you can turn them into slaves or kill six million of them or shoot them down with Hotchkiss guns and throw them into mass graves at Wounded Knee.
“No, we’re not looking at the American dream. And why should we? We still haven’t woken up from the American nightmare.
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My uncle had a hunting dog and used to gleefully gloat about
how his dog could whip my Siamese cat! One day he arrived with said dog in tow, and the cat immediate jumped on him with both front legs around his neck! Needless to say, that dog made a beeline for the bed of the truck and that shut up my uncle! I've never before (or since) seen a cat attack like that but I was quite proud of my Ralf!
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