STAMFORD – City police are investigating the death of a 22-year-old woman whose body was found Thursday morning at an apartment in the 1400 block of Washington Boulevard.
Stamford Police Capt. Richard Conklin said police were notified at about 10:30 a.m. when the woman’s boyfriend reported waking up and finding the woman dead.
“Right now, there is nothing obvious that suggests foul play, but we’re waiting on the results of the autopsy and at the moment we’re just going through our paces,” he said.
Sad very sad but true reality not all #addicts will survive the desert. God always offers a way of escape for both the addict and the family just a soon as they are ready to receive it.
Isaiah 5:11 “Woe unto them that rise up early in the morning, that they may follow strong drink; that continue until night, till wine inflame them!”
Trip Down South
One day my mother had an idea, she wanted to drive us to Newport News, VA by herself without my father. We had never taken a trip that far without him, sure we had crossed the border to New York (Port Chester and White Plains) a thousand times but never multiple states away. We were very excited but not sure she/we could do it, so I kept track of the exit signs and miles to the next state and I think my brother was simply a bratty passenger. There was very different about this more than just my dad was not driving; and I don’t know and still don’t know what prompted her to make such a decision. We arrived safe and sound (where did that phrase come from?) my grandparents were so happy to see us, and I was eager to go and hang out with my cousins as I always did. I had the 15-year-old itch (wanting to be older but unable to do anything about it too young for 16-year-old things like driving and to old for hanging out with 7-year-old bratty brothers) – hanging with my older cousins seemed like a great alternative considering I had no other siblings or cousins my age, so the idea of going to out with my cousins sounded like a fabulous idea.
Cutie and Baby Blue Camaro
Any who, one evening I was out with my cousins and we went to the local bar. The excitement of being in the bar and pretending to be all grown up was overwhelmingly sweet and sufficient. I was not sure what to do so I acted as they did (the beginning of my precise chameleon abilities). After the bar-scene ended we were in the parking lot making plans to do other things. There he was that cute guy that was trying to buy me a drink in the bar had started a conversation with me and I found myself engaged and feeling a lot like Jan (from the Brady Bunch) all grown up but not really. Besides being cute/handsome he had a baby blue Camaro just like the one I dreamed I would have when I “grew up”. There was a young lady in our neighborhood that was a few years older she had a good job and a baby blue Camaro. My best friend and I vowed we would get a car just like hers when we grew up and even work with the same organization. Meanwhile back at the bar, my cousins have decided to go to house party can and that cute guy after hearing my story asked me if I wanted to drive! ARE YOU KIDDING ME! Can you imagine the excitement I felt at 15 years of age (with a learner’s permit) driving my dream car, hanging out with my family, meeting this guy and going to another party after I have just left a bar!!! This scenario would never have happened back at home and I was locked and loaded.
We’re off and driving down a very long street and somewhere along the way I get separated from the train of cars that were traveling to the party. Me and “Cutie” arrive at an apartment complex, I look around but I don’t see any familiar cars, family members and I don’t hear any music – considering we going to another party it was Summer and very quiet after 2 am. We walk into a house and there’s some random guy watching television in the dark. “Cutie” walks me upstairs and wants to make out – remember those days. However, the making out begins to go way beyond what I’ve had become accustomed to so I begin to say stop! no! don’t! I’m fighting with is his hands and trying to move away, in a minute, I can’t control his movements – he’s not listening and there, right there, the most unbelievable thing happens…
I can hear all my mother words warning me about playing around with little boys. How I needed to act like a lady, get treated with respect, don’t run around kissing guys and sitting on toilets because that would lead to pregnancy! A young man should want to take you out on Saturday and Sunday if no-show on Sunday – it’s a problem – the RULES…My honor, the definition of who I was, my dreams and hopes in a flash had been snatched from me by some random cute guy I met at the bar driving a baby blue Camaro! Damn what do I do, I don’t know where I am, I don’t know how to get back to grandma’s house, I don’t know where my family is, cell phones were only for the extremely rich and famous!!!
When he realizes what I was, yes, I was an untouched flower that he had just destroyed! He goes into his glove compartment and shows me his car registration and then he goes into the trunk and takes out a crow bar – I’m thinking oh Lord is going to kill me right here in the parking lot – hell it’s dawn for Christ’s sake – who does that (my naïve ignorance) he gives me permission to destroy the baby blue… and/or him with the crowbar. I hold the crow bar and I’ll be damn, I can’t make a decision which would hurt him more breaking the windows or slashing him upside his head… so out of my hands it drops, and I softly say please take me home.
I had a dream, no I had a vision that I would marry my high school sweetheart, we would have 2 children, a washer and dryer, I knew where we would live and that he would take over his father’s business – we would live happily ever after just like #Cinderella. I had a desire to be a real-life Cinderella yet I had picked out my Knight in Shining Armor. One night with “Cutie” from the bar with baby blue Camaro shot that dream all to hell. You see my #Virgin status had been revoked –
Do come back later to find out I tried to restore my #Virgin status and adjust my #Veil…
But Punishment Is Rare
Basic steps to prevent infections — such as washing hands, isolating contagious patients and keeping ill nurses and aides from coming to work — are routinely ignored in the nation’s nursing homes, endangering residents and spreading hazardous germs…Continue Reading Here
In McDonald’s and Burger King I often (not always) see a sign indicating that the employees are reminded to wash their hands by a sign posted in the restroom. Children’s elementary schools are covered with hand sanitizer and I’ve noticed in the high school not only is there a LARGE bottle of hand sanitizer but also an inexpensive bottle of lotion/moisturizer (you know they are two different products??) next to each other.
Ludlowe Center for Health and Rehabilitation is an affiliate of National Health Care Associates, a leader in short-term rehabilitation and skilled nursing care services throughout the Northeast. National Health Care’s signature “Passport Rehabilitation” program was specifically designed to meet the needs of individuals requiring a short-term rehabilitative stay following a surgical procedure or an acute medical episode. While on your short-term “trip” with us, please take full advantage of the amenities and services our center offers.
What our patients and their families are saying
“I would give you 5 Stars!!! My 95+ year young Mom has considered Sands Point Center her home for many years now. She has made many friends there of both residents and staff. The highly competent staff treats my Mom with dignity, and is welcoming and appreciative of family input. We could not have made a better choice for her ongoing care.”
Now I’m wondering where is the Ludlow Center for Health and Rehabilitation information for Bridgeport, CT? So I click on “Locations – Connecticut” and this is what I see:
Ludlow is an affiliate of National Health Care Associates, a leader in short-term rehabilitation and skilled nursing care services throughout the Northeast. National Health Care’s signature “Passport Rehabilitation” program was specifically designed to meet the needs of individuals requiring a short-term rehabilitative stay following a surgical procedure or an acute medical episode. While on your short-term “trip” with us, please take full advantage of the amenities and services our center offers.
What’s SNF care?
Skilled care is health care given when you need skilled nursing or therapy staff to treat, manage, observe, and evaluate your care. Examples of SNF care include intravenous injections and physical therapy. Care that can be given by non‑professional staff isn’t considered skilled care. People don’t usually stay in a SNF until they’re completely recovered because Medicare only covers certain SNF care services that are needed daily on a short ‑term basis (up to 100 days).
What Are Some of Your Rights?
Freedom from abuse and neglect —You have the right to be free from verbal, sexual, physical, and mental abuse, involuntary seclusion, and misappropriation of your property by anyone. This includes, but isn’t limited to: SNF staff, other residents, consultants, volunteers, staff from other agencies, family members or legal guardians, friends, or other individuals.
If you feel you’ve been abused or neglected (your needs were not met), report this to the SNF, your family, your local Long Term Care Ombudsman, or your State Survey Agency. It may be appropriate to report the incident of abuse to local law enforcement or the Medicaid Fraud Control Unit (their phone number should be posted in the SNF.)
Occupational Therapy —Treatment that helps you return to your usual activities (like bathing, preparing meals, and housekeeping) after illness.
Medicare doesn’t cover custodial care if it’s the only kind of care you need. Custodial care is care that helps you with usual daily activities like getting in and out of bed, eating, bathing, dressing, and using the bathroom. It may also include care that most people do themselves, like using eye drops, oxygen, and taking care of colostomy or bladder catheters.
Question: If a patient of a healthy size is in a SNF and is required to perform physical activities after a fall – wouldn’t it be necessary to allow – if not give that patient a bath/shower daily?
We all know too well why the #ChickenCrossedTheRoad to get to the other side right; however lets look at the stage of development.
A Frog However…
What Killed the Frog?
Think about it! I know many of us will say the boiling water. But the truth about what killed the frog was its own inability to decide when to jump out.
We all need to adjust with people & situations, but we need to be sure when we need to adjust & when we need to move on. There are times when we need to face the situation and take appropriate actions. If we allow people to exploit us physically, emotionally, financially, spiritually or mentally they will continue to do so.
You and Me
Is he to painful for our relationship?
Does she hurt me when she calls?
Do I lose more working at this place than my paycheck can cover?
Do really love him or am I in Love with being in a relationship?
Has the pain of letting go grown more than the pain of holding on…
Let us decide when to move on to the next #Bus!
Let’s jump while we still have the strength.
As they pushed their sweeping tax bill through Congress, Republicans made two central promises. First, that the bill would simplify the U.S. tax code, allowing citizens to file their taxes “on the back of a postcard.” And second, that the overhaul would primarily benefit working Americans and the middle class. The first claim proved false.…
I had decided to turn my life around after using drugs for many years and decided I would really give it my best shot after the other 2 times didn’t work. So here I am leaving the rehab facility and I’m on the bus traveling downtown and the bus stops to pick up a traveler. A young black girl gets on the bus and she has these long braid extensions in her hair and she’s very loud! I used to be very loud or, so everyone always made it a point to let me know how loud I was – and I’m still loud today when I’m passionate about some topic or when I’m not.
Any who, I find myself unable to stop watching this young lady and listening to her rant and rave about an incident with her son. She goes on and on with no regard for the other passengers on the bus. Just yelling and screaming and it occurs to me I can’t see who she’s talking to or if she is even talking to anyone on the bus. Well it would appear she is not talking to anyone or maybe no one is listening. The most puzzling thing that happens next is she get off the bus at the very next stop – I mean one block away! I said to myself, geese she could have walked that distance and save us from hearing her rantings about her son. Yea! she’s gone and off we go to our next stop – the drama some folk have with them!
At the next block the bus makes a loud machine-like noise and my first thought is, oh no the bus is breaking down, I don’t feel like walking or waiting for another bus. Much to my surprise the bus has a hydraulic system that allows the driver to lower the front end and allow the steps to convert into a ramp. In my infinite wisdom I had no idea this could happen – well I had not been a regular bus rider since I was in high school – scratch that since junior high. I was not aware of what was going on with the bus until I saw someone enter the bus on a wheel chair with a little boy. I thought to myself wow – technology sure has changed. You see when someone is on drugs their world becomes composed of about a 4-block radius. The place to purchase the drugs and the place to use the drugs – anything else that goes on in the world is of no or little importance.
The woman in the wheel was an older black woman and she had a look on her face that caused me to stare. I found myself unable to turn away from her face – much like I did with the screamer. Something about this woman drew me to her. At first I had no idea why, I’ve seen many folk in wheel chairs before and have felt sad, disconnected or have had great empathy for them. This day, this day is very different. As I continued to try to assess why I was so engaged with her I noticed something amazing. I looked at her and I thought based on her face alone, this woman was not born with this affliction, this was something that happened to her somewhere along her own “bus ride” whatever it was, however it happened it was well with her soul.
The odd thing that happened next was we traveled to the very next stop and she too like the loud girl got off the bus immediately. I’m thinking what is this, The One Block Bus Tour? Don’t these folk know I’m trying to get home, it’s a lovely day, it’s Friday and I have things to do, folk are getting on and getting off the bus when they could have ridden or walked one block! Why didn’t they walk or ride the one block?
I’ll tell you why, remember how the first young lady reminded me of myself just before I decided to turn my life around – loud and saying nothing of any relevance. The second lady – was a vision of what God had shielded me from in my active addiction.
One evening, I was at a friend’s house and folk were playing poker after the poker games were over I collected the “house” money (money for each game of poker played) which was mine to keep. I was ready to go and do that which I had become accustomed to doing – use drugs! My friend was very opposed to this idea, he was so angry that since his tone was not a deterrent to my desires – he thought he would reach in the nightstand and take out the gun and shoot at me. I suppose he thought that would deter me – no not really, I am a former Marine, if you can’t aim don’t shoot was my motto. That coupled with forces I was unfamiliar with at the time – I felt I had to go, in the works of Frears, S. (Director). (1988). Dangerous Liaisons [Film]. USA, “It is beyond my control” is what addiction feels like. At that point in my life nothing short of death was going to sway, hinder, deter or stop me from achieving my goal.
…meanwhile back on the bus, I thought to myself – God has just showed me how much He loves me even in the muck and mire. I was so very glad I had to opportunity to get on that bus to get a mirror image of me before and after if I had chosen to stay on that dangerous path a – Bus to No Where…
King James Bible
Deliver me out of the mire, and let me not sink: let me be delivered from them that hate me, and out of the deep waters.
Have you ever been so tired you couldn’t pray?
Have you ever been so cold a little heat didn’t help?
Have you ever lost all that you owned?
Has your pride ever got in the way of healing?
Have you ever looked for healing for your emotional pain in a bottle?
Have you ever looked for your physical pain in a wax paper bag?
Did you hide from your family by golfing?
Did you disappear at the dinner table by being on your phone?
Do you have extra work to do every weekend you’re supposed to pick up your children from your ex’s house?
Do you forget to send the child support payment every time she pulls up with her new beau?
We’ve all had a moment where life’s issues became so overwhelming that we took the shortcut route to “a” solution – well there are some folk who found themselves on the streets after they had given all they had after serving their time in the #ArmedForces.
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The mission of Career and Technical Education (CTE) in Connecticut is to provide educational opportunities for all students for academic and skill attainment and career development, as life-long learners, leading to postsecondary education and/or employment in a dynamic, technological, and global economy.
Great program, so why wasn’t Connecticut on the list of states to participate in the Development of a Statewide Model Program of Study?
We have at UCON:
Matt Nemeth is Connecticut’s 2017 America’s Small Business Development Center (ASBDC) State Star recipient. The award is given annually to an outstanding SBDC advisor from each state. Criteria include showing a strong commitment to small business success; making significant contributions to the state SBDC program; and being an exemplary performer.
Third Bridge Grant Receives Additional $120K to Fund Student Startups The School of Engineering has been awarded an additional $120K in funding from CTNext for the Third Bridge Grant Program.
An Act Concerning Innovation reads:
This bill establishes a number of mechanisms to stimulate and support innovation and entrepreneurship in Connecticut.
It establishes within Connecticut Innovations, Inc. (CI) a new entity called “ImpaCT” to support the entrepreneurship community and new business development in Connecticut (§§ 1-4). It gives ImpaCT a number of broad and innovation-specific powers and duties and creates a board of directors to carry them out. ImpaCT must develop and administer a number of programs to promote, among other things, university-based entrepreneurship, including a technology transfer office and a website to connect entrepreneurs to existing resources in the state. The bill funds ImpaCT and its programs by earmarking $87.75 million in existing Manufacturing Assistance Act (MAA), CI, and Manufacturing Innovation Fund bond authorizations (§§ 10, 16 & 23).