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Are you expecting a baby? Are you planning on having a baby soon? Want to know how to make a baby? No, I’m only kidding. The thing is, if you have, or will have a baby some time soon, you may just like to consider what to do to treat and to prevent wasp and bee stings. I will also cover houseflies.
Wasp stings should be treated by rubbing vinegar onto the affected area of the skin. Alternatively, there are many lotions available that will treat wasp stings.
Bee stings are a little more troublesome as the bees leaves its stinger in the victim’s skin. If you try to pinch the sting out of the skin, you may actually pump more venom into the body. The best thing to do is to scrape horizontally across the skin in order to knock the sting out (try using a credit card). Apply the appropriate lotion or use baking soda mixed with water (this should reduce irritation).
For both wasp and bee stings, it may improve things if you apply something cool to the affected area. This should reduce the pain. Wasp and bee stings can be distressing to baby or young child. In most cases the pain will go away in time. In a minority of cases an allergic reaction may result. If your child develops breathing difficulties, any swelling around eyes, lips, tongue or penis, any red blotching, light-headedness or fainting, then they must be seen by a doctor immediately.
Houseflies do not sting of course, but their presence can actually be worse than that of wasps or bees. They can carry some quite nasty germs and they have a habit of depositing some of those germs wherever they land.
When babies start to eat solids, they can be very messy indeed. This mess will lure houseflies and wasps. Apart from troubling your baby, they will be in danger of being stung by the wasp or infected by the fly.
How do you prevent these flying insects from troubling your baby? If you are out, then it may be a good precaution to drape a net over the baby buggy, especially if your baby is eating an iced-cream or a cream bun!
When indoors, it may be best to have a fly killer machine fitted in the rooms your baby spends time in. There are many units to choose from at www.eeeee.co.uk. The machine must be just above door height (never in reach of baby).
We all know that babies cry for all sorts of reasons. It can be distressing, however, when they cry as a result of something that we could have prevented.
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The Forest
As we drove farther into the outskirts of Augsburg, looking out placidly across the top of cars, houses, and at the dogs running about, I got thinking, thinking how I felt being with Chris, about Chris. It was like I was cast into a spell, an enchantment, or perhaps a curse; very seldom did I ever feel like this. Normally I would feel like this only if I was in the presence of a great person, like my karate instructor in San Francisco, Gosei Yamauchi, or his father ‘The Cat’ Gogan, who was one of the few 10th degree black belts in the world. Normally I’d be high the whole next day. With Chris I felt the same way I knew tomorrow I’d be high all day, it was a natural high.
Once—I can’t remember when—I had read something about the poet Emily Dickinson, she was something like a recluse, but she made a poem indicating nature was her high, and I always remember that. How true this can be, grabbing the moment and cherishing it, absorbing it as if there was no tomorrow, and at the same time absorbing nature: the sounds and the heart beat mother earth, and sky; others humans, and the dogs and birds, all such things that at that moment surround you; they are all somewhat magical. I was learning, how to be a listener if anything and it entailed all things within your presence.
Chris was fully alive now, as I turned my head towards her delectation her steering wheel facing me, at which made the moment a little more interesting, as she felt good about me checking her out; a weary kind of sense, not defeat, just a good profile look; I thought dimly in my mind as she drove mile after mile: how could she afford to look so prim and proper all the time. Do her hair in a unique style, not a hair out of place, so it seemed. I guess in our own way we are all unique, I heard that someone say that someplace, not sure where.
An hour and a half had passed on by and she was still driving, and it was getting dark. She pulled into a wooded area; she said it was the outer rim of the Black Forest (otherwise known as the Eyebrow of the Woods), I think I heard of that forest in a fairytale book or at least that is where my mind said I got it from. An enchanting name, I must had said it my second self, that little person inside of all of us that we talk to: Black Forest, Black Forest…!
“So you see,” said Chris “…here we are!” She added her conclusive little smile to her face as she said that; as we entered the dark huge green forest, parking the car a little off to the side of a dirt road that lead into the deeper and more distant part of the forest, partly covered by trees and bushes now.
There was a chill in the air so I rolled up the window, as she turned on the radio for some music.
Very quickly and carefully she moved her thin reserved neck and shoulders into my area, she just starred at me, as if she was going to eat me up; as her left arm was lowered, it pulled out a bottle of Mosel-Saar-Ruwer wine, 1965 wine, -- I looked the bottle over 9.5% volume; I knew they had been making wine around this intriguing river and hilly area for close to 1700-years. It was good wine I had tasted it before, not sweat or dry, flowerily white wine to be exact.
“Now,” said Chris indignantly, but with the air of a certain point, “…let’s see what we can do with this battle.
We started to drink and laugh.
“Ah, yes,” I said to her, “you have a lovely profile.” She smiled and threw her head back.
“Well,” I thought out loud “… this is a good way to pass the night away, and begin romantic indecencies”-- she leaned over the center-divider of the bucket seats to kiss me. She opened her mouth, sunk her lips on mine, as she pulled her long legs to the under-part of the dash, she then started to unzip her zipper to her boots.
“This,” commented Chris “passes everything…I never did it in a car before.” She had drunk down 1/5 of the wine like a person drinking water.
“Chick,” said Chris, ”…come over here.”
I moved my body closer to hers. Everything seemed to be in the way. I could not back out of whatever was going to happen; and I knew what was in the makings.
She was starting to stretch her hands out: --her blouse went over her head, I just kept looking as she started to strip, I was growing, getting as hard as a pencil.
“Oh, damn Chick,” said Chris heartily as she touched my item. Just her saying that aroused me; then pulling off her bra, and her skirt up I seemed to become tranquilized somehow, my mind slipped to King Solomon, of all things, as he once defined the beauty of a woman’s body and how it was to measured for one’s pleasure by enjoying it fully, and this was all I wanted to do now—enjoy it, and I think Chris was feeling the same way for even though we were both a bit on the tipsy side we were fully aware of our responses, I had lost complete focus of the uncomfortable situation, as she did…
◊…now that she was almost completely stripped only her panties on, she curled up in a fetus position holding her legs and leaning back, then opened up her legs slowly… I thought what every on earth possessed her, yet who can predict women I told myself, and started to take off my cloths, quickly…getting out of this spill of sorts. I guess it is true, men like to observe, and women like to touch. I liked both. This was not dirty sex, this was pure sex, at its height, one might even say, it was like a painting; she painted the picture, she taught me how to enjoy what she had to offer.
“I’m going to get it all off in a minute,” I said, it was difficult working in this cramped space… she chuckled, “Slowly please, I can wait…”she softly said as she rested her head back and I caught my breath, that is what she wanted, that is, for me to calm down, yet remain hard and possessed with her offering: I think we both had multiorgasms
“I feel fine now –“ I said, adding, “cramped but fine…☺”
Chris opened up her arms I couldn’t back away after that, could I?
I told myself: I have a private room at the barracks…. Then said it out loud to her:
“Of course, -- next time…” said she, and we continued to make love for the third orgasm for me, for her, perhaps five or six.
We seemed to flop around the front seat finding the right position…’she‘s looking at me eeeeeeeee’, I told myself, I’m cramped, nothing to grab a hold of, her head leaning against the glass of the window. Without a word we continued: --my body heavy onto hers, my heart beating two-hundred ticks a minute, we both were hot, enmeshed in the moment, a lustful, and burning moment; I wanted to open the door, but feared the light going on and someone would see us, plus the air was cool, too cool. I had no escape we met each other’s eyes as I penetrated her. She looked again deep into my eyes as she tried to catch her breath, to make sure I was still alive I think. It was seemingly unfair for me to put her through this I thought, but the thought only lasted a half second, I found myself exploding … as my heart dropped to my feet, and again, and again, I exploded and burned as if I had opened myself up to a volcano; I had learned at that moment, the difference between happiness and pressure: happiness was listening to her talk before, and then came her smile, now the pleasure, sex; I hurt, this had never happened before.
“Nice evening, isn’t it?” I said as I started pulling her body closer to me.
“I hope you are not offended I am taking the lead?” said Chris.
“Not at all,” I said, adding, “I’ll catch up.”
“There are times,” said Chris, “when rules are made to be broken like now, them...mmm damn silly rules…” she pulled herself up a bit, “I stopped believing in those rules… this is one of those moments I want to remember…remember for a long time, even after I am dead.”
As we tried to untwist our bodies, we caught ourselves laughing at our odd situation. We had made love, and became a little more sensitive with each other…a little more possessive of each other, I guess that is the nature of things in a relationship, they are made to progress, or stop, one or the other, and it was never to take place again in the front seat of a Mustang I knew….
She laid her cheek against my hand.
“Chick.”
“Yes?”
“You realize don’t you, this can’t end here?”
“There’s no reason for it to end, is there?”
“No.”
She spoke some German words I didn’t understand, German mingled with English I should say: then somehow, she went silent…maybe she was taking time to remember the moment, digesting it; I didn’t know, nor did I want to try to guess, I just looked at her, her smile it seemed to promise something, grace; instinct was in it also, around her small enclosed eyes, as they opened and shut slowly they were weaving a web I do believe, “It won’t end here, I promise.”
Pleasant and agreeable-like a well-cultured woman she was, maybe too much for me, she opened the door, and dressed quickly, then got back in.
“Want a cigarette?” I asked, sitting up straight.
“No and neither do you. We are both restless it seems. Come over to me,” she started kissing me.
As she released her lips from mine, she sat upright now, pulled out a cigarette, lit it and started blowing smoke rings into the air.
“You know perfectly well, I’m very much attracted to you…yoouuuu… right?”
“I hope so, I feel the some way.”
“Luckily the wine deadens the bruises (discoloration).” I commented, she laughed and kind of stretched her back to put it back in place…”Me to,” she replied.
“I wish all relationships could start like ours, it is like saying let’s drop all the game playing and pretend we are on the fifth date, and cut the crap; I like you Chick, I like you very much…”
“The bruises will show up tomorrow,” I told Chris.
Kind of saying maybe we should go, but neither one of us seemed to be all that bothered with that so we simply started kissing again after her cigarette brake…it was a long and needed pause for me, for a second breathe, a refractory period I needed [from uninterrupted sex]; that is, having multiple orgasms drains a man. I’ve learned also, women don’t need this rest period; so in time I’d learn how to last longer, and perhaps stretch the orgasms thinner but again, longer (three hours at the most; and I did).
I thought in my head, she was having sex with me, and then that rich boyfriend she had; she was getting her multiorgasmic pleasures indeed, perhaps a secret to some women, for once they discover this, it is hard for any man to keep up with them, lest he be a superman of sorts. I did not even at that young age have the capacity to pass six organisms; five was my limit I learned. I was limp now; my penis had been as pointed as a scorpions tail a while ago.
As scary as it started out for me I thought my reactions afterwards was cool, I seemed to be letting things take their natural course. It was a dark and colorless evening. Grossly romanticized in such an unimpressive way (so I thought in the back of my mind), yet Miss Chris was perfect.
I thought to myself: maybe she might be annoyed with my lovemaking… I guess every man wants to please the woman, wife, girlfriend, the one he is making love to, or should want to please her, but most don’t; how can they, they pop too quickly. This is a fact, I’ve talked to men, and when they say they go so quick, no woman could get it on in that time period. A woman taught me how to hold myself from climaxing too early, thus allowing the woman to catch up—and therefore, allowing my female mate to get it on and enjoy. I know this evening went a little fast, but Chris was modest about it, like that other woman who had taught me, helped me, to help her, so we both could enjoy each other more; as my slowing down kept my penis hard longer, allowing her pleasure zone to become wider. This was something of the case in hand, but not completely.
Most men think they make love better drinking, but it’s far from the truth. Most men do not know how to make love, no one taught them, so all they do is f*ck, and that is not love, that is, if anything, a quick climax, like eating a big fat burger, and wiping your mouth in its enjoyment and then leaving the café only to find out: you got indigestion, and had you went to a nicer restaurant, ate slower, you’d never forget the meal.
I have experimented with that theory, and it is nine-minutes verse four-hours, I say four hours, but I knew in my head it was only one time I lasted four hours, two and a half was the norm.
I was thinking now—as Chris kissed me—how I owe some women a bit of gratitude for allowing me to have my pleasure and not returning it to them; that’s the caretaker in a woman I think. But women just don’t know men can learn. And men are too bull-headed to let women teach them what pleases them. I had learned a good lover was worth his weight in gold and even maybe a little more: sometimes they can be irresistible.
One could hardly tell her it wasn’t hastily done, our sex (to me it was) for it was, but she seemed to understand the circumstances, and we need not prove anything today, only allow our bodies to be sanctioned to the other. So I think we both felt. Lovemaking would improve as time went on.
“I’m afraid my lover, we will have to find better accommodations next time,” Chris said, smiling at me.
“Yes,” I hesitated, “absently,” I hesitated-- “I feel the same way.”
“It’s a little hard in such a cramped car luckily we are both a little tipsy….”
“I’m afraid I’m not, somehow I sobered up when you took your blouse off.” She smiled, with a grin.
“Yes. I sense you have, do you really like me Chick?”
“You are growing on me. And what is there not to like?”
She was like a schoolgirl at times, needing to be encouraged, to grow up, and needed to be admired. But she didn’t need permission to live, she was taking that—but I’m learning to appreciate women more, I told myself, and it seems the more I show appreciation, the more they respect me, and to be quite frank with myself, I need respect. And why not … the world will give it, if you demand it, and if not, let that part of the world go; so my second self, my mind’s eye, told me.
But then as I looked at her, if she really felt she was on death row, with cancer, maybe I was just a remedy for a while, and if so, so what, maybe I needed a remedy to make it through my time here in Germany; so seemed just to me.
8
The Spider and
The Web
A warm-wind had picked up it seemed, and April and May in Germany was a paradise of light-cool sunrays, it was a spring never to forget, Chris and I were growing on one another, like white on rice. More community drinking fairs were picking up and Chris and I tried to make a few, drink it up and eat and just go with the flow; it was a good time for living.
Chris and I were known throughout the guardhouse-barracks as lovers and a heat wave at that. She seemed to have a charm with my soldier friends, and often drove her German boyfriend’s Mercedes car to the gate, and about, showing off kind of, not only to me, but it seemed at times going out of her way to show it to the other guards. Most of my friends thought she had two cars, I simply did not up date them, if they were not in my way of thinking or inner circle—why squander my time; and in most cases they didn’t have a need to know; but Ski and a few other of my friends knew the truth. I felt: plus, I felt: why not let Chris make an impression at the guard shacks, if it helps her ego so be it. I do not think I was envious, rather amused. I’m sure somewhere along the line I’d have to deal with envy, but who at my age is envious, for what, I have a lifetime to catch up.
She flirted with the guards, and they all thought it cool. At night, if I had to work, she would bring me by a sandwich while on duty; in one way she got the guys a little jealous, or in lack of a better word, annoyed. And sometimes she would simply walk into barracks, which had about fifteen-guards some running around half naked from the shower room to their room, while others went visiting. She’d come knocking on my door. She’d spend the night with me, it was an improvement from the car, and for some reason we only went over to her house once in the following two months. I knew we were not fooling anyone at the guard-barracks, but we pretended to be secret about it anyway.
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Can you imagine living life without a computer? You probably wouldn’t function very well and hardly get anything done! However, just having a computer doesn’t make a difference in your bank account at all.
You and I are so attached to computers and since the entire world uses it for just about everything, it’s only natural to believe that the computer and the internet is the most important element for your online success.
While the computer and the internet make it possible for business to function more conveniently and with very little overhead for us “netrepreneurs”, it is NOT the most important element to making money online.
The most important element to making money online (and offline) is to have a live breathing human being opening their wallets and handing it to you. To be successful in this high tech world, you need to have the high touch relationships with live human beings.
Let me illustrate a situation you’ve probably experienced where a high touch relationship doesn’t exist.
Imagine that you are laughing and enjoying dinner with your friends and family until a rude “RING!” from the telephone interrupts your dinner. Everyone is silent, laughter and fun is silenced, so that you can have your telephone conversation.
And who else would it be besides an annoying telemarketer?
The conversation probably went something like this:
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You: “Look wise guy, I don’t know who you are, but you’ve interrupted my family
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Unless you really have the desire for that product right now, you probably wouldn’t think of buying that product (especially from a stranger)! Now let’s see what happened here and why it fails.
1. A stranger with no credibility with you whatsoever interrupts what you were doing. Catching you at a bad time and putting you in an annoyed state.
2. You don’t have a desire for that particular product at this time.
3. You are insulted that a stranger with no credibility attempts to hard sell you and shove his product down your throat with its “benefits” even when you already told him “NO”
4. You are never going to hear from him again because you opted off his list. And there are laws big penalties if they do call you back. How profitable is it when you can never call back a prospect?
Technology (in this case the phone) failed to produce results.
That’s very similar to spamming people’s email. It’s annoying, it’s a waste of time, and it gets nothing accomplished. Technology makes it easier for us to communicate with our prospects, but it easily be abused also.
How many times have you seen ridiculous offers like the product mentioned above in your email box? I used to have female friends that get that very same offer in their email! I don’t have any statistics to back up what I’m about to say, but I can accurately guess that 99.99999999999999% of the female population would not like to have their penises enlarged.
To have a successful marketing business, you must know your target market then build familiarity and relationships with your customers. Show them that you care, let them know that you’ve been in the same situation, and show them how you can solve their problem (your product)!
Once your customers connect and familiarize themselves with you, likeability is increased, then trust is established and your internet marketing business will dramatically improve!
For now, understand that high touch relationships will always outperform high tech computers in the internet marketing business every time – no matter how advanced technology gets.
It’s very easy to get carried away, send out as much messages as possible and not care who receives it. But if you are one of those people, I advise you to stop and start building relationships with your prospects immediately!
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But—if I were to talk to a friend of mine I would not suggest him to see a doctor…simply because doctors are actually too busy to keep up with the torrents of new information that appears almost every day and this information here is new. (Interesting too) A little side note- its not your doctor fault for not keeping up with the current information…the truth is no doctor is capable of that!
Ok, we’re going to start talking about reversing the aging process to the point of regaining all the youthful energy, vitality and sexual passion you once enjoyed! And oddly enough we’re going to start by talking about menopause. What is it exactly? It is simply when women stops having her menstruation suddenly (its not gradual and hits her like a brick wall)
As a result, she stops having periods, loses much of her estrogen (the hormone which is responsible for most of her feminine characteristics) and other hormones which are vital to her sense of well-being. She gets "hot flashes." She becomes moody and cranky. She gets depressed. Sometimes, she thinks she is losing her mind. Her interest in sex drastically declines and she doesn't lubricate as she used to. In general, she becomes...you know what.
It’s hell for her…imagine losing your purpose of life or continuing living on this face of earth because this is simply what is happening to a menopause women. From a genetic, biologically-imperative perspective, a woman's only job is to produce eggs... and... a man's only job is to fertilize those eggs. When a woman enters menopause, she ceases to produce eggs and, from nature's point of view...there’s no longer a need for her continued existence!
But a therapy called Estrogen Replacement Therapy (ERT) came to the rescue by “injecting” hormones into the women’s body. This gives women her life back
Ok why am I telling you this? Because I want to tell you that men went through the same process too! Often referred to as "Male Menopause." Which means the testosterone level declines? Only with men, this is a much more gradual process. However, usually there’s real problem of testosterone deficiency when we men reached the middle age- problems like losing the rock hard erections.(Viagra is a great solution but it does not solve the underlying problem)In a nutshell your life aren’t as energetic, enthusiastic and passionate as it used to be because of testosterone deficiency.
Men have the same therapy as women do (ERT) but the problem is TRT (Testosterone Replacement Therapy) is given in one full shot which results in overflooding of testosterone which in turns causes irritability and combative behavior. His sex drive does increase... but... only for a few days. Then, the testosterone starts rapidly getting used up, and, a few days later, he changes from a raging bull (both in and out of bed) to a weary pussycat.
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Your support reckons
The medical science has broadly divided the reason contributing to erectile dysfunction into two parts: organic and psychological. The majority of ED patients display organic component but the fact is, in the most common cases of ED caused by organic faults are, to a great extent, influenced by psychological aspects. These psychological aspects could be loss of self-confidence, anxiety, conflict with the partner, depression in the relationship. The same aspects play an important role in psychological erectile dysfunction. The importance of high level of intimacy and love and the wife’s continuous support in treating ED, is undeniable.
The foundation
As you are the other half of a man suffering from ED, let me ask you…have you ever contemplated on the foundation of your conjugal relationship? Is it a good friendship? Mutual understanding and trust? Just a compromise? A family commitment? Or only sexual attraction? All of the above? Or only one of them? How important is sex in your relationship? Understanding your own self and analyzing what actually you want from your partner is very important for a strong foundation of a marital relationship. The more you are confused, the more are the chances of your being dissatisfied, frustrated and depressed with your life and as severely suffering sexual life. Ignoring this will aggravate the situation, while addressing this, can change things for better.
Psychosomatic façade of ED
Let me explain the male erectile response to explain the statement above. The male erection is a complex interplay of vascular and neurological actions initiated by the central nervous system that integrates the psychogenic stimuli. The stimuli is source of the urge are desire to have sex, this can be the desire of the person you love, perception etc. Sensory stimuli from the penis are important in continuing this process and help to maintain erection during sexual activity. Men are very sensitive about the support of the partner, be it social, physical and psychological, a slightest hint of disapproval can affect his performance. He may withdraw because of the fear that an unsatisfactory sexual session may ruin your overall relationship. So while undergoing a treatment for ED, the improvement depends upon how supportive and peaceful the relationship is.
Let’s talk
It’s important to have a clear communication between you two, let each other know what makes you happy, mentally, physically and spiritually. If you do not know what makes your partner happy, one of you may end up with the feeling “I give more than I receive”. This mental dissatisfaction in anyone in the couple affects mental and social relationship within the couple and hence the man may face erectile dysfunction while the woman feels she is no more attractive to her husband. The confidence, that you two know each other, love each other, strengthens the relationship from all the dimensions. The process of knowing each other is like wandering in an unexplored, deep forest. Both of you need to be confident, the confidence will flow from the urge to understand each other and experiencing and embracing your own sexual forte and desires along with your partner’s. Tell your partner what makes you happy sexually and try to understand his fantasies related to sex. This way, you both gain the confidence about each other, that you know what will make the other happy.
Love and be loved
The prism of love has many colours; empathy, patience, perseverance, compromise that can fight any social, physical and psychological challenges in a relationship. Love is the main spice of life that can take your sexual pleasure to a height where there is no need of Viagra or other temporary measures of fighting ED. You communicate openly and honestly to your partner and let him know that you love him. This understanding will be enough for him to fight all the physical hindrances and he will take you to a never-ending love ride.
