Daily Archives: February 8, 2022

Infant Dona’s Blood Levels

This tiny silverfish-eaten piece of paper has been around for 65 years. Mom saved everything. I am assuming it was from when I was born, or at least during my nearly month-long hospital stay after birth. According to Dr. Google the numbers seem normal, so maybe it was my last blood work but I have no idea what the levels were when I was born. I was very tiny and my mom’s doctor wasn’t sure I would survive, but who knows if these blood levels had anything to do with his dire words to my mom, “she’s not out of the woods yet”.

Yeah, this is going in the trash now that I have shared it with the Internet. You’re welcome!

Beaded wrist band

Tidying up again (when am I not?) and have been moving this old beaded wrist band around from one office surface to another.

When I was young and had a very tiny wrist, someone must have bought it for me when we were in Wisconsin. I remember wearing it and I think I must have found it at my Mom’s at some point. It was something typically found in souvenir shops in touristy towns in Wisconsin. They also sold belts (I had one of those too). They were purported to be made by “Indians” — I surely believed that when I was a kid. This one was made in Hong Kong according to some very faded blue letters on the back.

It’s falling apart, something you cannot see in the photo. At one time I planned to make small beaded items out of beads from my grandfather’s beaded belt and give them to my cousins. That never happened and who knows where all of that went. I’m betting kneewall!

Anyway, I wanted to get this up here so I can put this wrist band away.