Dr. Larry Pittman Goddard Blog

  Now, I’m not one to think of our Gracious Heavenly Father as a Las Vegas-Style Magician…. But something happened today that could not be explained… how prayer changed a bad situation…. Power outage 36 hours… awful… had just bought all kinds of Blue Bell ice cream …. Mom Goddard on pace maker with electronic monitor... Finally finagled the garage door open, plugged in my dead iPhone and started driving around trying to revive the dead iPhone….. Back to garage with just enough power to call Oncor---the recording said the problem would be fixed by 4:30 p.m. today. I fired up the grill and started cooking ALL the pork, steaks, hamburgers that filled our NON-Blue Bell freezer… I think the olives spoiled? No dirty Martini tonight! THEN…. (at 2:22 p.m.)... Two Oncor professionals came around corner … and they said our meter was busted. “Not the storm?” Four inches of rain just last night and all kinds of thunder and lightning “yi yi”? Did our meter just randomly break during the storm as

  Easter 2023 ... Always my favorite holiday ... one for renewal ... I remember eating aspirin. Before we learned to swallow medications with water, we were told to ‘just chew it up’… the taste and texture on the tongue … I remember having my temperature taken while holding the thermometer under my arm. No, I don’t remember any other orifices used to take temperature. Just my underarm. My brother once bit down on a glass thermometer and had glass AND mercury all over his tongue … which was not far from same experience with those un-chewable aspirin. We always had Bayer aspirin and still do. Brand loyalty ... Grandmother Lee always called any aspirin, "Bayer" as in "I need a Bayer or two.." I can’t remember when I last had an aspirin … but a buddy of mine who is close to 60 said he still chews up his aspirin. I ALWAYS keep some of that BC Powder nearby … pre-chewed aspirin you mix with water and the advertisements were by ? … Take a BC Powder and Come Back Strong

  I’m sitting on the fence trying to decide about going out on a limb and figure ‘damned if I do; damned if I don’t’…. like a double-edged sword (pronounced SORE-D… who can make that ‘sw’ sound in a word anyways?) … a slippery slope … (you and I both know there are slopes that are not slippery…) There are fences you can’t sit on, limbs too precarious on which to ‘go out on’, times when we aren’t damned, swords with one edge and not even sharp.   So there is that. The other morning I asked Mom how she was feeling … we have morning coffee and discuss our ailments and they are never mentioned again … until tomorrow morning’s coffee … As I was saying (which is my favorite ‘saying’…), Mom Goddard replied with a question … “You’ve heard of what the cat drug in? That’s how I feel this morning”.   I gave her points for cleverness … Often when I enter a room, someone will say, “Look what the cat drug in”… My cat has dragged in many critters and they were all kind of cute … baby squirrel

  My Meandering Mind … May 31st, 2023 Words I Like or Dislike … this may be a long read … or hefty delete … ‘Aiding and Abetting a Criminal’ … I get the ‘aiding’ but have no concept of ‘abetting’… seems like same thing … Helping and Helping a Criminal … either way … all wrong … This notion of ‘what doesn’t kill you makes you stronger’… meh … what doesn’t kill you is usually very expensive $ … the Almighty Medical Dollar … ‘Wart’… as in, ‘Why, that little wart…’ and not a skin blemish. Okie Dokie … If I ever say this, just go ahead and nail the coffin… mummify me before sundown … ‘Things don’t happen TO you; things happen FOR you…’… Have we met?   Ever?   I hit you in the face with a shovel TO you, not for   you … My problem, according to my doctor who is the worst living creature on the face of the Earth, says that I ‘overthink’… well, this poor excuse for a doctor is a definite ‘underthinker’ … me, as I change my Primary Care Physician with my insurance … It’s not that

  This much I know is true … If not invited, don’t go. If not welcome, find an exit. Never turn down an invitation.   If they care enough to want you there, then care enough to put on some pants and go. Don’t waste a moment on anyone who doesn’t care. If they show you that they don’t care, believe them. Listen to your heart; not what ‘they’ say. When someone goes crazy nuts trying to prove they are NOT   in the wrong….then they are in the wrong. You can’t look good making someone else look bad.   And one should always look good … When in doubt, leave it out. If it feels good, do it.   If it is illegal, don’t do it. Enjoy your best things now … old quilts?   Use them.   Best china? Use them.   Fancy Waterford crystal?   Let the cat drink from them.   Righty tighty, lefty loosey. A dog or cat make the best napkin… wipe your fingers on them and you both win. If I had a lick of sense, I’d know the exact measurement of a ‘lick’. At odds with myself.   A dear

  I’ve been short changed, bamboozled, duped, shafted, strong armed, cut short, kicked to the curb (USA version), kicked to the kerb (British version), stabbed in the back, hoo-hashed, bawled out, walked on, slammed, ostracized, bullied, kicked in the bottom, suspended, I’ve been cheated—been mistreated; beat up, beat down, run out of town, kicked under the bus, torn me a new one, chewed out, hollered at, slapped around, doubted, pouted, left for dead, wounded, spit on, tongue lashed, rode hard—put up wet, weaned, leaned, double covered, team tagged, tackled, pushed and shoved (these words are always together … there was a lot of ‘pushing and shoving’ going on), Kung Fu fought, frightened, diagnosed, prognosed, proposed, denied, turned away, turned on, tuned out, saved, baptized, rededicated, re-baptized, scorned, torn, born, forlorn, ripped, snipped, dyed, cut, stabbed, shot at, shot in, rooked, racked, carried, jumped, dropped, dribbled, lifted, loved, jilted, watched, warned, told,

  Mind Meanderings from Lasterday … January 20, 2023 (can you believe we have all lived to 2023? Used to seem like a futuristic year ... )   I like stories.   I like to listen to people tell stories.   Not so much of the content, but the asides … the little comments ‘aside’ of the actual story…   Like when people start a story with … ‘You are not going to believe this’… Makes me smile because I’m thinking, you have no idea how gullible I am in believing and stuff …   Oh, you don’t know the half of it … when people tell a story and it gets to a revelation, they say, “Well, come to find out …” I love that.   I never remember what we came to find out in the story, just the little aside comment. My Grandmother Pittman would always tell us stories almost as soon as we arrived at their ranch … she would sit in the kitchen (rare for her) and catch us up on all the stories … her kitchen smelt of fresh eggs (yeah, they have a smell and it is grand), Crisco, peaches and Lux dishwas

  I catch myself … Thinking someone who died is alive … I have to remind myself that they died … Thinking that something I dreamt is for real … Standing up too fast and remembering how drugs were like … allegedly… Bending over and getting dizzy … the old timer’s way of getting a buzz on … Wondering if I took that medicine or not … I catch myself… Still dreading Sunday nights … that 60 Minute show with the 60 Second stop watch … thinking of Mondays at school or work … retired 10 years ago and still get that Sunday darkness onset blues… Dreaming I’ve got a test in a class I never attended and being all stressed trying to find the classroom … and the teacher is always the same mean, angry woman … hag… I catch myself … Worrying about my Grade Point Average… Being thrown back in memory to some mistake I made and feeling like it is gargantuan and actually getting depressed about it … 40 years, 50 years after the fact … Talking to myself when alone … well, really scold