A student at HBHS (high school) had pancakes this week and it almost became fatal. His Mom (registered nurse) made him pancakes, dropped him off at school and headed to play tennis. She never takes her cell phone on the court but did this time and her son called to say he washaving trouble breathing. She told him to go to the nurse immediately and proceeded to call school and alert the nurse. The nurse called theparamedics and they were there in 3 minutes and worked on the boy all the way to the hospital. He came so close to dying. Evidently this ismore common then I ever knew. Check the expiration dates on packages like pancakes and cake mixes that have yeast which over time develop spores. Apparently, the mold that forms in old mixes can be toxic!Throw away ALL OUTDATED pancake mix, Bisquick, brownie mixes etc you have in your home.
I am a bit odd. I grew up in the rural mountains of North Georgia & our Granny & Papa were always within shouting distance. Lunch was dinner, & dinner was supper. Blackberry cobbler was a frequent special from our berry pickin' trips with Papa. We went out family-visiting each Sunday, Sunday dinner at my great-grandmother's house with all the extended family present. We were dirt poor but we were also rich! We played outside til dark or Mom called us. We had a scrap wood fort built just beyond the tree line, using old pallets Papa brought home. My brothers & I would race our bikes through trails. Big bro always won! Papa would take us fishing or for walks through the woods & occasionally taught us about the plants & their uses while plucking a leaf here or there & popping it in his mouth to chew on. I was exposed to rich culture early in life & flourished. I have been married to a great man for almost 30 years & we have 4 children, all adults now (2 boys/2 girls). I'm a nurse & I love it! Life is difficult at times but it has definitely changed for the best over the years & I thank God for it every day!
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