My Cartoon / memes / and news I want to share. Post 1-13-2026

OK I love making this post, it is the one I love the most, even while I feel keeping people up to date on the assaults on civil rights is also just as important.   But I need to explain why this post won’t be posted on the date that it normally would be.   And that is because my health failed just as the US Government thugs wanted the US public health to fail.     

Let us move back in time.  By Thursday Ron noticed my posting and my frantic need to get them all done was increasing and he warned me to back down a bit.  Ron is 70 yrs old and knows what we went through when I drastically over reached my abilities and he is terrified of my 2014 breakdown.    My body shuts down and in 2013 when I did that it lead to my total breakdown in 2014 when my body started “eating itself” my way of saying that I was going into organ failure.  Every doctor I had at that time told me to stop, but I did not want to as I loved what I was doing … and I ended up with a total break from reality for a year refusing to leave my bedroom.  It took Randy, my doctors, and Ron almost a year to get me out of that situation.  

So since then, Ron has become sensitive when I might be slipping back into that again.  Which leads to where I am at now.  

By the end of the week on Thursday Ron was asking me to back off.  I was manic about posting.  I was so filled with glee about how much I was pushing out.  I had done my daily stuff and still had saved articles I wanted to post the next day.  He saw the progression coming.  So he asked me if I wouldn’t rather do other stuff than post.  I misunderstood and thought he meant do stuff like cook dinner or make bread, stuff I love doing, but then after I went back to the blog.  It negated what he was trying to distract me from.  

Friday he left me alone thinking I would run out of stuff to post so it would be OK.  But then came Sunday and the News Shows.  I set up my TV recording equipment and I delve into them, something Ron hates.  I get so upset over the bias on each show and start getting so upset and shouting at the playback that I have to keep the door closed and Ron doesn’t want my commentary afterward.   

That was when Ron noticed that my health went fully bad.  He was worried before.  But on Sunday he saw me getting more and more pale.  But I kept pushing forward.  He asked me many times to stop posting and instead join him in other activities.   I told him I had too much backlog of posting to do and besides I don’t really like the same things he does.  I did not realize it was an attempt to distract me from what was now becoming and has been for a long time my obsession.  Plus I was getting ill and did not understand.  

On Monday I woke barely able to walk.  During the night Ron had watched me as I went from fear / anger / begging / and when I got up earlier than him I did not know any of this.  We were to go out and do our big grocery shopping but I did not feel up to it at all.  But I was willing and when he got up I told him that.  

Ron then said instead of going out he asked me if he could do some checks with our medical equipment and I agreed and why not.  Then I told Ron that if we did not need to go out I would rather not.  He then told me I was pale, I kept saying I was very very tired and not seeming right at all.   I told him I was just tired, a bit of rest and I would be fine.   I tried to post and really couldn’t, nothing seem to connect for me.  Then came the moment of truth.  I started throwing up.  But I hid that from Ron.  

Ron looked into my open office door and seen me with my head hanging down struggling to function.  He asked me if I was OK!  And the first two times I said yes as I was just resting, the third time I was going out and he was not going to accept that and forced me to bed as I started to throw up again.  I had not eaten much if anything but my body was at its limit.    

I went to bed with Ron’s assistance and his insistence.   I slept for 11 hours uninterrupted only twice getting up to urinate.   I woke up this morning on Tuesday with a clear head, my stomach not trying to reject my being, and we went out and got our groceries.  A post I will make some other time.  

This post is not so much about my failure to understand how frail my body is nor about how protective Ron has become over me in our life, but it is just what I hope will be the warning of how the tRump people want to make our lives so difficult that we suffer for even standing up to them. I will stand up to them and post their horrific activities but … maybe not to the extent that it causes me to throw up and fall asleep at my desk.   Thank you. Hugs.  

Oh and the post that should have gone out today will somehow go out tomorrow.  Hugs