Monday, August 25, 2008

Ex-Broken Arrow kicker has no doubt he will walk again after freak event

Every time Bud Jessee posts Internet updates on the condition of his son, former Broken Arrow High School football player and soccer player Peter Jessee, the message ends with the same four words: He will walk again.
"We really believe that," Bud said. He asked for a moment to corral his emotions, then explained why he feels so strongly that Peter won't be sentenced to life in a wheelchair.
"The reason I know it," Bud said, "is because he knows it."

Maybe Peter, 19, will wake up tomorrow and start walking. Crazier things have happened. In fact, it was a crazy thing that landed him in this predicament.

Peter's family visited Hawaii in May. Peter wanted to try surfing. He didn't crash into anything. He didn't get smacked by a big wave. He just surfed, period and felt no discomfort other than a tiny tingle.

After swimming to shore, Peter's stomach muscles began twitching so severely that it was visible to others. He complained about pain that was 9 on a 10 scale. "It felt like somebody was punching you in the back," he said. A masseuse tried to banish the pain. Peter's legs went numb. His mother, Janet, accompanied him on an ambulance ride to the hospital.

Bud and Peter's sister, Whitney, hurriedly gathered a few items and scooted to the hospital. As soon as Bud saw his wife at the hospital, he knew this was way more serious than seems possible.

"You see sports all the time, and you see a kid get hurt and they make them lay there until they start wiggling things," Bud said. "But Peter didn't have an accident."

The same night Peter got grim news — paralysis from the belly button down — he told his father, "I don't care if it takes me 25 years. I'm going to walk again."

Peter has changed his outlook. He still plans on making a full recovery. But it won't take 25 years.

"Of course not," he said during an interview at his Tulsa home last week.


Team effort
Broken Arrow is Oklahoma's largest high school with an average daily enrollment of more than 4,400 students. A possible pitfall of attending a big school is that a kid could get lost in the crowd.

But Peter's face was all over the football stadium Friday. Pictures of him were tacked everywhere before a scrimmage, serving as a reminder that donations were being accepted to offset medical expenses that insurance will not cover.

Peter was presented a football signed by former teammates, many of whom were broken-hearted when they first learned of his mishap.

Times like these are when you find out how many friends you have. One of Peter's biggest friends is a former rival, Carl Salazar. Peter and Salazar battled for kicking chores last season, when Peter was a senior and Salazar was a sophomore.

Salazar discovered that he couldn't dislike his competitor.

"Any time I kicked, if I wouldn't hit a good kick, Peter would be right there behind me with a (supportive) hand in my back," Salazar said.

"He's the nicest guy you can meet, and for this to happen to someone like him, on so many levels it is just wrong."

People do double-takes after hearing how Peter got injured. How is that possible? It's like a phantom caused his body to malfunction.

The medical world has an explanation. Peter is a victim of Surfer's Myelopathy, a rare spinal cord injury. When the backs of surfers (usually beginning surfers) are hyperextended, blood flow to the spinal cord can be disrupted, leading to paralysis.

After Peter's hospital stay in Honolulu, he spent a rehab stint at Craig Hospital in Denver. Salazar was among the buddies who visited Peter in Denver. After settling back in Tulsa, Peter made his first "get out of the house" trip when he took a ride in Salazar's truck to Salazar's home.

"He has always been there for me," Salazar said. "It's time for me to be there for him. And I enjoy spending time with him, so it's not like I'm doing him a favor."

Salazar has switched jersey numbers. He will wear 39 this season. It was Peter's number last season.


Planting a seed
Bud and Janet Jessee post updates and pictures on a Web site devoted to their son, PeterJessee.com. Does Peter know something everyone else doesn't? He seems to be smiling in every photo.

Peter, though not unfriendly, is a fellow of few words. Ask him about most anything and you get matter-of-fact responses. His actions may be more revealing.

Salazar said every time Peter enters or leaves his room, he touches a sign that says "85 percent."

The meaning behind the sign? Salazar said if Peter recovers, he will bump up the Surfer's Myelopathy recovery rate to 85 percent of documented cases.

"He will walk again," Salazar said. "It's not even a question."

Bud said doctors in Hawaii told him they know of 20 Surfer's Myelopathy victims, and 16 experienced some degree of recovery. Bud has researched additional cases. During Peter's stay at the Denver hospital, Bud met two girls stricken by Surfer's Myelopathy while surfing in Hawaii last spring.

"One walked out of there and one didn't," he said.

Peter had planned to attend the University of Oklahoma this year. Instead, he goes to the OU Health and Science Center for rehab work. Visits are usually of the feel-good variety because he sees signs of progress. He regained hip mobility. He can muster a bit of movement in quad muscles and in his toes.

Peter is a former honorable mention Tulsa World All-State kicker and has played on club ice hockey teams since he was a preteen. Bud said hockey is Peter's best sport.

But the biggest reason Peter will walk again is not because he has the body of an athlete, according to his father. It is because of what lies between Peter's ears.

"The mental side of it has to be so positive, because if you are not positive, you have nothing," Bud said.

Peter said you cannot let the bad overtake you. He rehabs in front of mirrors and visualizes himself walking.

Bud has always known his son was determined. He recounted tales about how Peter spent entire days learning how to skate and how Peter was motivated to be an honor student.

"And now that this has happened, I see the drive and determination more than I have ever seen it," Bud said.

Peter Jessee is actually Peter Jessee III. He was named after his grandfather and great-grandfather.

Peter's namesakes were farmers, according to Bud, who said, "They planted seeds and had faith that the seeds would grow."

It must be in the DNA. Peter Jessee III has faith, too.

What is Surfer's Myelopathy?

Surfer's Myelopathy is a rare nontraumatic spinal cord injury that results in paralysis. When surfers hyperextend their backs, it can create problems with blood vessels and cause flow to the spinal cord to be disrupted.

In a 2005 story published by the Honolulu Star-Bulletin, Dr. James Pearce of Straub Clinic & Hospital indicated that Surfer's Myelopathy injuries are caused when inexperienced surfers repeatedly hyperextend or arch their backs off the board looking for waves and preparing to catch a wave.

"They're not used to it," he told the newspaper. "They hyperextend their back a lot of times, and they happen to have the kind of build that predisposes them to a temporary problem with the blood flow to the spinal cord.

"They do it again and again and again, so the lower part of the spinal cord is impaired because of temporary but repeated problems of blood flow to that area."

Paralysis has proven to be temporary in most cases and permanent in others.

Surrounded by his teammates, former Broken Arrow High School kicker Peter Jessee, paralyzed during a surfing incident, is cheered during a brief ceremony before Friday’s scrimmage at Tiger Stadium in Broken Arrow. MICHAEL WYKE/Tulsa World

Broken Arrow kicker Carl Salazar helps his former rival Peter Jessee onto the Tiger Stadium field Friday. Salazar will wear Jessee’s jersey No. 39 this season in honor of his friend. MICHAEL WYKE/ Tulsa World
Story taken from the Tulsa World

Sunday, August 24, 2008

Obama speech on Religion

Turn the music off on the right...

Talimena Scenic Drive

When my husband and I were first married we took our first trip together here. It was just getting in the car driving. It was the most beautiful drive and I always wanted to go back and do it again in the fall when the leaves are all turning colors.




I took video of our trip but never got any pictures. :( We even stayed over night and went out on the lake in a boat. Ken did all the rowing because I was expecting our first daughter then.
With gas prices the way they are it is probably something we probably wouldn't do now. How sad!

Monday, August 18, 2008

Vote... In God We Trust

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Yes. It's a violation of the principle of separation of church and state.
28%
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72%
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Miss You...

Thursday, August 14, 2008

The Criminalization Of Christianity


I read this from a post that is a friend of mine. Check out her blog. Very interesting read.

Free Hugs!

Pause the music on my blog off before you hit play.


Thank you Kari for showing me this. Mom


Sometimes, a hug is all what we need.

Free hugs is a real life controversial story of Juan Mann, A man whose sole mission was to reach out and hug a stranger to brighten up their lives.

In this age of social dis connectivity and lack of human contact, the effects of the Free Hugs campaign became phenomenal.

As this symbol of human hope spread across the city, police and officials ordered the Free Hugs campaign BANNED. What we then witness is the true spirit of humanity come together in what can only be described as awe inspiring.

In the Spirit of the free hugs campaign, PASS THIS TO A FRIEND and HUG A STRANGER! After all, If you can reach just one person.

How it all started:

I'd been living in London when my world turned upside down and I'd had to come home. By the time my plane landed back in Sydney, all I had left was a carry on bag full of clothes and a world of troubles. No one to welcome me back, no place to call home. I was a tourist in my hometown.

Standing there in the arrivals terminal, watching other passengers meeting their waiting friends and family, with open arms and smiling faces, hugging and laughing together, I wanted someone out there to be waiting for me. To be happy to see me. To smile at me. To hug me.

So I got some cardboard and a marker and made a sign. I found the busiest pedestrian intersection in the city and held that sign aloft, with the words "Free Hugs" on both sides.

And for 15 minutes, people just stared right through me. The first person who stopped, tapped me on the shoulder and told me how her dog had just died that morning. How that morning had been the one year anniversary of her only daughter dying in a car accident. How what she needed now, when she felt most alone in the world, was a hug. I got down on one knee, we put our arms around each other and when we parted, she was smiling.

Everyone has problems and for sure mine haven't compared. But to see someone who was once frowning, smile even for a moment, is worth it every time.

Why Did it get banned?

Public liability fear and red tape. But its all OK now! Make sure to check your local laws before embarking on your Hugathon!

Don't Let Your Fire Go Out!


I got this from a blog of a friend of mine.... really cool!
It came from here.

A member of a certain church, who previously had been attending services regularly, stopped going. After a few weeks, the preacher decided to visit him.

It was a chilly evening. The preacher found the man at home alone, sitting before a blazing fire. Guessing the reason for his preachers visit, the man welcomed him, led him to a comfortable chair near the fireplace and waited.

The preacher made himself at home but said nothing. In the grave silence, he contemplated the dance of the flames around the burning logs. After some minutes, the preacher took the fire tongs, carefully picked up a brightly burning ember and placed it to one side of the hearth all alone then he sat back in his chair, still silent.

The host watched all this in quiet contemplation. As the one lone ember's flame flickered and diminished, there was a momentary glow and then its fire was no more. Soon it was cold and dead.

Not a word had been spoken since the initial greeting. The preacher glanced at his watch and realized it was time to leave. He slowly stood up, picked up the cold, dead ember and placed it back in the middle of the fire. Immediately it began to glow,once more with the light and warmth of the burning coals around it.

As the preacher reached the door to leave, his host said with a tear running down his cheek, "Thank you so much for your visit and especially for the fiery sermon. I shall be back in church next Sunday.

"We live in a world today, which tries to say too much with too little. Consequently, few listen. Sometimes the best sermons are the ones left unspoken.


The Lord is my Shepherd ----- that's a Relationship!

I shall not want ----- that's Supply!

He maketh me to lie down in green pastures ----that's Rest!

He leadeth me beside the still waters -----that's Refreshment!

He restoreth my soul ----- that's Healing!

He leadeth me in the paths of righteousness --that's Guidance!

For His name sake ----- that's Purpose!

Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death--that's Testing!

I will fear no evil ----- that's Protection!

For Thou art with me ----- that's Faithfulness!

Thy rod and Thy staff they comfort me -----that's Discipline!

Thou preparest a table before me in the presence of mine enemies------that's Hope!

Thou annointest my head with oil ----- that's Consecration!

My cup runneth over ----- that's Abundance!

Surely goodness and mercy shall follow me all the days of my life----that's Blessing!

And I will dwell in the house of the Lord -----that's Security!

Forever ----- that's Eternity!

Face it, the Lord is crazy about you!

Wednesday, August 13, 2008

Prayer for our miltary soldiers...

"America, the Beautiful". . . .
the land of the brave, and the free.
But, where and how,
without the courage of our soldiers,
would be peace and liberty,
for me?



They travel, so very far away,
from home, from family,
and they are missed, by one and all,
as we pray fervently.



We lift them up to our Father on High,
to the One Who founded our great land;
And we ask that He send forth mighty angels,
to guard and keep each one,
by the power of His righteous right hand.



This war may not be accepted
by all,
on either side,
But, these, our soldiers, belong to us,
and make our hearts swell with pride.



With all the differences of opinion,
the controversies which seem to grow;
Still yet, in the middle of the battle,
a soldier's heart truly knows.



That they've been called by their country,
to fight for other people,
who do not seem to understand,
that freedom comes not,
without a high price,
for a nation,
whose Hope,
is to live in a blessed land.



So, Father, we commit to You,
this journey, and all the soldiers who fight and war,
for one and all,
and we ask, Father, that You truly bless them,
encourage them,
and bring them back home safely,
standing straight,
and standing tall.

Taken from here.

Tuesday, August 12, 2008

Tagged


I have been tagged by a good friend... Kim
I am suppose to tell you six things about myself that some of you may not know about me.

1) When I was growing up I was so shy that people would always tell my sister ( who was totally the opposite) that I was stuck up because I never talked.

2) My favorite gun to shoot is an AR-15

3) I like to watch the military channel.

4)I only like to drive a truck (of course it has to be black!) Hey, you can see the road better sitting up high.

5) I also hate to take medication. Even if I get a headache I put it off till it is really bad. I was like that even as a kid.

6) I was a tomboy growing up. My brother Rick told me that the kids in our neighborhood never messed with him because they were afraid I would beat them up. Funny... I do not remember ever beating anyone up. ;)

Ok you have been tagged...

Kim
Patricia
Christy
I can't think of who else right now...

Monday, August 11, 2008

Disturbing...

Earlier tonight I was doing things around the house and the tv was on. (no one was really watching it )
I had turned it to Court TV and it has been running for a while. Something caught my attention and I stopped and watched. You ever see something and know you should not be watching it but just can't look away? This episode was about teens giving birth to their babies and throwing them in the trash. Most of them saying they did not know they were pregnant. How absurd! Do they think that people will really believe this? How can you not know your pregnant when you feel the baby moving inside of you? I was sickened by the whole thing. Now I can't sleep. I did a search on google and found that this is something that happens quite frequently. I didn't search long because it all disgusted me.
It only reminds me of what the bible says of how it will be in the last days. How can the life of a child be dismissed so carelessly? I will never understand...

Wednesday, August 6, 2008

Change For America?

Pray like you've never prayed before!!!!!!

Conspiracy theories make for interesting novels when the storyline is not so absurd that it can grasp our attention. 'The Manchurian Candidate' and 'Seven Days in May' are examples of plausible chains of events that captures the reader's imagination at best-seller level. 'What if' has always been the solid grist of fiction.

Get yourself something cool to drink, find a relaxing position, but before you continue, visualize the television photos of two jet airliners smashing into the Twin Towers in lower Manhattan and remind yourself this cowardly act of Muslim terror was planned for eight years.

How long did it take Islam and their oil money to find a candidate for President of theUnited States? As long as it took them to place a Senator from Illinois and Minnesota ? The same amount of time to create a large Muslim enclave in Detroit ? The time it took them to build over 2,000 mosques in America ? The same amount of time required to place radical wahabbist clerics in our military and prisons as 'chaplains'?

Find a candidate who can get away with lying about their father being a 'freedom fighter' when he was actually part of the most corrupt and violent government in Kenya 's history.

Find a candidate with close ties to The Nation of Islam and the violent Muslim overthrow in Africa , a candidate who is educated among white infidel Americans but hides his bitterness and anger behind a superficial toothy smile.

Find a candidate who changes his American name of Barry to the Muslim name of Barak Hussein Obama, and dares anyone to question his true ties under the banner of 'racism'.

Nurture this candidate in an atmosphere of anti-white American teaching and surround him with Islamic teachers. Provide him with a bitter, racist, anti-white, anti-American wife, and supply him with Muslim middle east connections and Islamic monies. Allow him to be clever enough to get away with his anti-white rhetoric and proclaim he will give $834 billion taxpayer dollars to the Muslim controlled United Nations for use in Africa .

Install your candidate in an atmosphere of deception because questioning him on any issue involving Africa or Islam would be seen as 'bigoted racism'; two words too powerful to allow the citizenry to be informed of facts. Allow your candidate to employ several black racist Nation of Islam Louis Farrakhan followers as members of his Illinois Senatorial and campaign staffs. Where is the bloodhound American 'free press' who doggedly overturned every stone in the Watergate case?

Where are our nation's reporters that have placed every Presidential candidate under the microscope of detailed scrutiny; the same press who pursue Bush's 'Skull and Bones' club or ran other candidates off with persistent detective and research work?

Why haven't 'newsmen' pursued the 65 blatant lies told by this candidate during the Presidential primaries? Where are the stories about this candidate's cousin and the Muslim butchery in Africa ?

Since when did our national press corps become weak, timid, and silent? Why haven't they regaled us with the long list of socialists and communists who have surrounded this 'out of nowhere' Democrat candidate or that his church re-printed the Hamas Manifesto in their bulletin, and that his 'close pastor friend and mentor' met with Middle East terrorist Moammar Gaddafi, (Guide of the First of September Great Revolution of the Socialist People's Libyan Arab Jamahiriya)?

Why isn't the American press telling us this candidate is supported by every Muslim organization in the world?

As an ultimate slap in the face, be blatant in the fact your candidate has ZERO interest in traditional American values and has the most liberal voting record in U.S. Senate history.

Why has the American main stream media clammed-up on any negative reporting on Barak Hussein Obama?

Why will they print Hillary Rodham Clinton's name but never write his middle name? Is it not his name?
Why, suddenly, is ANY information about this candidate not coming from main stream media, but from the blogosphere by citizens seeking facts and the truth?

Why isn't our media connecting the dots with Islam?

Why do they focus on 'those bad American soldiers' while Islam slaughters non Muslims daily in 44 countries around the globe?

Why does our media refer to Darfur as 'ethnic cleansing' instead of what it really is; Muslims killing non Muslims! There is enough strange, anti-American activity surrounding Barak Hussein Obama to peek the curiosity of any reporter. WHERE IS OUR INVESTIGATIVE MEDIA!?

A formal plan for targeting America was devised three years after the Iranian revolution in 1982. The plan was summarized in a 1991 memorandum by Mohamed Akram, an operative of the global Muslim Brotherhood. 'The process of settlement' of Muslims inAmerica, Akram explained, 'is a civilization jihad process.' This means that members of the Brotherhood must understand that their work in 'America is a kind of grand jihad in eliminating and destroying the Western civilization from within and sabotaging its miserable house by their hands and the hands of the believers so that it is eliminated and God's religion is made victorious over all other religions.'

There is terrorism we can see, smell and fear, but there is a new kind of terror invading The United States in the form of Sharia law and finance. Condoning it is civilization suicide. Middle East Muslims are coming to America in record numbers and building hate infidel mosques, buying our corporations, suing us for our traditions, but they and the whole subject of Islam is white noise leaving uninformed Americans about who and what is really peaceful. Where is our investigative press?

Any criticism of Islam or their intentions, even though Islamic leaders state their intentions daily around the globe, brings-forth a volley of 'racist' from the left-wing Democrat crowd. Lies and deception behind a master plan - the ingredients for 'The Manchurian Candidate' or the placement of an anti-American President in our nation's White House?

Is it mere coincidence that an anti-capitalist run for President at the same time Islamic sharia finance and law is trying to make advancing strides into the United States ? Is it mere coincidence this same candidate wants to dis-arm our nuclear capability at a time when terrorist Muslim nations are expanding their nuclear weapons capability?

Is it mere coincidence this candidate wants to reduce our military at a time of global jihad from Muslim nations?

Change for America ? What change?
To become another 'nation of Islam'?

Monday, August 4, 2008

In Rememberance

Remember to turn the music off on the right before starting!



'The Pledge of Allegiance' - by Senator John McCain


'As you may know, I spent five and one half years as a prisoner of war during the Vietnam War. In the early years of our imprisonment, the NVA kept us in solitary confinement or two or three to a cell. In 1971 the NVA moved us from these conditions of isolation into large rooms with as many as 30 to 40 men to a room.

This was, as you can imagine, a wonderful change and was a direct result of the efforts of millions of Americans on behalf of a few hundred POWs 10,000 miles from home.

One of the men who moved into my room was a young man named Mike Christian.

Mike came from a small town near Selma , Alabama . He didn't wear a pair of shoes until he was 13 years old. At 17, he enlisted in the US Navy. He later earned a commission by going to Officer Training School Then he became a Naval Flight Officer and was shot down and captured in 1967. Mike had a keen and deep appreciation of the opportunities this country and our military provide for people who want to work and want to succeed.

As part of the change in treatment, the Vietnamese allowed some prisoners to receive packages from home. In some of these packages were handkerchiefs, scarves and other items of clothing.

Mike got himself a bamboo needle. Over a period of a couple of months, he created an American flag and sewed on the inside of his shirt.

Every afternoon, before we had a bowl of soup, we would hang Mike's shirt on the wall of the cell and say the Pledge of Allegiance.

I know the Pledge of Allegiance may not seem the most important part of our day now, but I can assure you that in that stark cell it was indeed the most important and meaningful event.

One day the Vietnamese searched our cell, as they did periodically, and discovered Mike's shirt with the flag sewn inside, and removed it.

That evening they returned, opened the door of the cell, and for the benefit of all of us, beat Mike Christian severely for the next couple of hours. Then, they opened the door of the cell and threw him in. We cleaned him up as well as we could.

The cell in which we lived had a concrete slab in the middle on which we slept Four naked light bulbs hung in each corner of the room.

As I said, we tried to clean up Mike as well as we could. After the excitement died down, I looked in the corner of the room, and sitting there beneath that dim light bulb with a piece of red cloth, another shirt and his bamboo needle, was my friend, Mike Christian. He was sitting there with his eyes almost shut from the beating he had received, making another American flag. He was not making the flag because it made Mike Christian feel better. He was making that flag because he knew how important it was to us to be able to Pledge our allegiance to our flag and country.

So the next time you say the Pledge of Allegiance, you must never forget the sacrifice and courage that thousands of Americans have made to build our nation and promote freedom around the world. You must remember our duty, our honor, and our country.'

'I pledge allegiance to the flag of the United States of America and to the republic for which it stands, one nation under God, indivisible, with liberty and justice for all.'
Thanks Jose for the heads up.
True story check it out on snopes

Obama Changes The Flag On His Plane


Before and After shots

Barack Obama recently finished a $500,000 total overhaul of his 757. And as part of the new design, he decided to remove the American flag from the tail... he replaced the flag with it with a symbol of himself.

Check it out on snopes

Saturday, August 2, 2008

Stuffed Bears A Lasting Memory

Jeanne is Ken's cousin.
Click on the picture and you can read it or go to the Saginaw news here

We Speak of Him: "Ground Zero"

I loved this post from Kim! She is really an inspiration!

We Speak of Him: "Ground Zero"