Buffalo nickel

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Look at the year printed on the first coin you find. What were you doing that year?

I cheated and use the second coin I found – the first coin was from 1983, and I wasn’t born yet. So, the next coin I found was a penny from 1993.

In 1993, I was five years old and my parents and I moved out of the inner city of Green Bay into a suburban neighborhood. It was a nice area. It was sandwiched between Schmidt Park – the rich neighborhood, a farmer’s field, and some low-income apartments that were going up.

My parents moved because they wanted things to be better for us and wanted me to go to a better school and I appreciate that. It was a beautiful house in a nice neighborhood. Being five was difficult though. My grandmother died, and we were close. Hm. Not sure if I should say this or not, but there was a teenage boy in the neighborhood that hung out around me and another girl my age… it’s what it sounds like. I also was getting sick from a brain tumor I had that wouldn’t be diagnosed until I was eight… I was just clumsy at this point and prone to headaches, the vomiting didn’t start until I was around seven; I think.

I guess my childhood wasn’t the easiest, but it wasn’t anybody’s fault it wasn’t perfect. I took a long time to become accepting of my childhood, and I’m still working on being peaceful about my past.

 

9 thoughts on “Buffalo nickel

    • Having a brain tumor is unlucky, but I lucked out on the type of tumor I had – it wasn’t cancer, and it was one big removable lump.
      It was by my cerebellum, so at first I just seemed clumsy, but it got progressively worse, I started vomiting on a daily basis, and I ended up needing emergency surgery because the cerebral fluid was building up in my brain…
      Time really does fly. It felt like my early to mid twenties were endless, and the last few years have flown by so quickly…make it stop! lol

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  1. I think the first year I saw was 2004. I was running EMS and having a blast. I didn’t yet know what a lying, cheating, disease-giving scumbag I was married to, so I thought things were great. I guess it was a good year. 🙂
    Like you, I am still working on being peaceful about my past. Hard, though.

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    • It is! The more I forgive, the more peace I feel, so that’s an incentive on it’s own.
      You’re an ex-EMS? I always thought that’d be an interesting job – you get to see so many people, and get little insights into their lives…

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      • EMS is not very glamorous and you actually get very little insight into their lives, except for medical history. Most of them are sick, hurt or dying….but it is interesting. You can see somebodys’ life change in an instant.
        As far as forgiving….that’s something I don’t do. Small things, yes but fatal mistakes….no.

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      • It was. I remember the first time one of my favorite patients died in the back of my ambulance. I had my finger on his pulse when his heart beat for the last time.
        He was a DNR, so all I could do was watch him die. 😦

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