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The Associated Press reports that a team of firefighters in the small Arkansas town of De Queen recently responded to a call only to find it was their own station on fire.
The local fire department does not work on weekends, but is on call in case of emergencies.
When a call came in one Saturday that an electrical pole was on fire, the team made their way to the station to grab their gear. They never got any further after discovering that it was not an electrical pole on fire, but their own station.
Fortunately, the fire was put out without major damage to the station or firefighting equipment.
Meet James a boy with CF. This is the medication he takes each day to stay well.
What is Cystic Fibrosis?
Cystic fibrosis (CF), also called Mucoviscidosis, is a hereditary disease that affects the entire body, causing progressive disability and early death. Formerly known as cystic fibrosis of the pancreas, this entity has increasingly been termed simply 'cystic fibrosis.’
Difficulty breathing and insufficient enzyme production in the pancreas are the most common symptoms. Thick mucous production, as well as a low immune system, results in frequent lung infections, which are treated, though not always cured, by oral and intravenous antibiotics, inhalation of mucolytics and hypertonic saline solution, chest physiotherapy and daily exercise. It is vital for CF patients who are pancreatic deficient to use sufficient pancreatic enzymes with every meal and to consume high caloric nutritional foods. A multitude of other symptoms, including sinus infections, poor growth, diarrhea, and potential infertility (mostly in males) result from the effects of CF on other parts of the body.
1 in 2500 children is born with cystic fibrosis, and it is one of the most common fatal inherited diseases. It is most prevalent among Europeans and Ashkenazi Jews; one in twenty-two people of European descent carry one gene for CF, making it the most common recessive genetic disease among them. Individuals with cystic fibrosis can be diagnosed prior to birth by genetic testing or in early childhood by a sweat test. There is no cure for CF, and most individuals with cystic fibrosis die young — many in their 20s and 30s from lung failure although with many new treatments being introduced the life expectancy for people with CF are increasing. Ultimately, lung transplantation is often necessary as CF worsens.
While the earliest clear medical descriptions date from the 1930’s, CF obviously existed prior to this date but was un-recognized. Its clinical characteristics individually resemble those of other diseases such as pneumonia, bronchiectasis, failure to thrive, and celiac disease. Indeed, where these conditions are prevalent CF may still lie un-recognized. Moreover, if clinicians believe that CF is absent from their population they will not consider it in a differential diagnosis. A better awareness of and the increasing availability of diagnostic tests- the sweat test and/or DNA tests – frequently leads to the identification of a higher number of affected individuals.
In the last two decades, CF has been increasingly diagnosed in Latin America, the Middle East, and populations derived from the Indian subcontinent that have emigrated to Western Europe, thus implying the presence of CF in significant numbers among the citizens of India and Pakistan who have remained in their homeland.
CF is a multi-organ disease and children with CF need multidisciplinary team care in CF centres regularly. This multidisciplinary team should consist of a CF Nurse, Paediatric Pulmonologists, Pulmonologists, Gastroenterologist/Nutritionist, Nurse, Physiotherapist, Microbiologist and Psychologist/Social worker who have been trained in the specific needs of patient care. Daily home care that requires both parent and patient participation is also needed to ensure the patients experience a better quality of life and life expectancy.
Why life is so uncertain, why when we sleep we sleep as if we know, all about our world in which we are, and then when we wake up in the morning, something has been so drasticaly changed..why u wake up in an alien world....
I am sad, and may be thus I am tired, I just am so angry at myself that sometimes, I feel as if I cannot control the anger on myself, Its frustrating to be helpless, Its frustrating to be see things u most cherished pass by you, and u cannot even give it a last shot to catch it...U know its too late and with the fear that you will never have that one most cherished dream of your ever again, in your hands.....
I donot know, how people and books say, wake up to a new day everyday, Is it really possible..Is it really possible to do a shift delete and erase what pain you were going thru yesterday....
I know, Its my fault that I am standing here but then the randomness comes into play, you do somethings and then somethings happen, I never thought some of things can take gori shape when the picture is hazy, u start taking a tree as the most scary thning you hav ever seen...
Haziness is what i have created around me all my life, never let the clear view peep to others, and thus I was all perception some thought me as a tree and some as a ghost, but i never bothered, I never even stopped to clear it, I guess I was too happy in my own hazy world......
And today, in that haziness, I am suffocating, I want to get out, I want to show my real self, I want to be me, but now, I am stuck in that haziness, as It was my fate My destiny....I want to shout to let know my presence , that i have a feeling which has always been clear, which has always been the most beutiful sunrize in my hazy world...but I am numb canot speak..too scared...
I donot want all it..I want to come out...I want to breathe...I want to live......
Surround Me"
They say no man's an island but I tend to disagree
I guess they've never seen my island,
And where it lies at sea
I'm lost inside my memory.
I'm still in disbelief.
If I could paint a picture for you this is what you'd see
I'm down on my knees
Begging you to rescue me
Please stop me
Don't let me run
Surround me...Surround me...now
A wounded man sounds desperate when he's lost all his belief
Can you look into my eyes and say you won't betray me
We're running out of time
How precious time can be
I'm counting all the moments of the times you could have helped me
I'm down on my knees
Begging you to rescue me
Please stop me
Don't let me run
Surround me...Surround me
I'm down on my knees
Begging you to rescue me
Please stop me
Don't let me run
Surround me...Surround me
Surround me now
When you don't wanna stop me should think that you don't care? I don't wanna be surrounded by your attention. I wanna be surrounded-block so I am stuck with no place to go but the right way.
How can I surround myself enough never to get hurt. Is it possible to love without getting hurt. Sometimes I can deny my feelings so easily it's like second nature but why?
I just sometimes would rather die than let someone find out! I'm torn hurt and I think I am out of options. I'm lost I haven't felt this way in so long. It scares me. Now just to do right once again
2. Don't worry, it's not schizophrenia; you just have a rampant case of The Cliks. - Everything that could go wrong, did go wrong today; like a living example of Murphy's Law, your left shoelace broke and your right one caught on fire; your washing machine broke so it was either wet pants or dirty pants; you missed the bus and forgot your stuff at home; you just had a horrible breakup with your partner of six-and-a-half years and you're coming to terms with the fact that you're transgendered. What are you going to do? For Lucas Silveira, it meant gritting his teeth and remembering that what doesn't kill you makes amazing song lyrics. I'm not going to get into where these guys come from because all you need to know is that they exist purely to fill your world with poignant, personal lyrics the likes of which your 'pop music' mind will explode from coming into contact with. They currently have only released one album, "Snakehouse", but they come out of the gates LGBT fists and guitars swinging fast and hard. They are probably best known for their cover of Justin Timberlake's "Cry Me A River" but let me tell you, Silveira could kick Timberlake's ass without even taking his stylish white suit coat off. This is not your average cover: there are no strained voices trying to replicate a sound that isn't their's; there is no pretentious thought process that they can do better; this cover is simply a matter of taking a hollow pop song and pouring a whole lot of emotional kerosene into it and lighting it with a voice so passionate and sincere that by the time the guitars fade away you just might be the one in tears. "Complicated" is another song that I just can't get enough of on those days when everything seems to go wrong and feel a little bit dead on the inside, and I need something to scream at in order to feel better. Silveira's voice is almost haunting at the beginning, as if you can see him with furrowed brow and hooded eyes, looking across the bar at you, shoulders defeated and hunched over his drink; until the song progresses and you realize that's not defeat on his shoulders -- it's nobility and passion and maybe even a little bit of anger and resentment. "Oh Yeah" is another one that I just can't resist pointing out to you because that opening line gets stuck in my head all the damn time. Also, we all know what it feels like to be betrayed and a little bit pissed off, and if you want a song thats worth singing along to with one of my favorite guitar solos to RAWK OUT to, you could do far far worse. Singing at the top of your lungs on the way home from a bad day to The Cliks? $13.99. Getting caught mid-lyric, red-faced and veiny-necked by your boss at the stoplight? Priceless.
3. Stop acting so surprised, this is - after all - The Age of Rockets. - With so many bands taking advantage of the easy accessibility of music editing programs like Fruity Loops, its no wonder the electronica / pop music genre has become flooded with garbage wrapped in poorly made music maps. The Age of Rockets is here to show you how its done, and you'd better sit down and listen, or they'll use their adorable indie charms on you until you come around to their thinking. Gotta watch out for those indie rockers, cause they'll getchya! A New York based band, these guys just have too much talent to keep to one band, their members dabbling in nearly half a dozen other projects that I could find. With a title like "Dumbledore's Army" and songs like "Avada Kedavra", you know you're putting your musical tastes in the hands of people who are human with a sense of humor just like your's, and that's always comforting. "Pétales Aiment La Saleté" is one of those songs that's sweet and tender and all around adorable. Really, it makes me want to cuddle with a giant teddy bear because they say it best when they say, 'Just because it hurts, don't mean that it's love.' "Once We Were Monsters" echoes an almost Muse-esque feel of the conspiracy theories and space travel, without the anger and the paranoia. Instead it's sang with an almost resigned sort of feeling, as if they've already accepted it and now it's just time to reminisce and take it as it is. If you're looking for a band to cuddle with that special high school someone with, you really can't go wrong with these guys.
4. Looks like you're in quite the Bond there buddy. - With contemporaries like Britney Spears and Kelly Clarkson, it's a wonder that you've probably never heard of these lovely ladies. Or perhaps you have, and have just never known who they actually were. It's hard to look up a song that has no lyrics! Yes, this is Bond, the classical string quartet that sounds like Tchaikovsky on speed and Santana with an orchestra. Two violins, a viola, and a cello only accent the sexy slick sound of what these London goddesses are offering. "The 1812" is a take on the classical exploding overture, and I've never felt my heart pound harder. With the climactic build up of electronic beats and powerful, passionate violin bows, this really is the epitome of our generation's nouveau classical music. And when the finale begins, the familiar sounds of cannons and brass echoing all around you, you'll be shocked to find yourself head banging to this reworked staple of the genre. There are so many good songs to be highlighted, but I only have so much time, so unfortunately, sacrifices will have to be made. "Victory" when it's mixed by Mike Batt, never was so sweet to shake your butt to. With a toe tapping beat and a deep bass that your speakers are going to love to blast, this is one of those songs you play when you WANT to be caught at that stop light with the windows down by that cute girl you pass everyday on your way to work, rocking out to some badass string quartet. The last song I'll mention is "Bond on Bond", and if you haven't been dead this past century, then yes, you're thinking correctly. Bond, the elegant London quartet with those sultry strings that I just can't get enough of, does a cover of the James Bond theme. I don't think I have to say anything more than, "EPIC". Any of their albums are beyond worth picking up, but the remixes tend to be more popular than the others. Pop one of these ladies into your CD player and you'll be sure to surprise and impress anyone else who's in the car.
5. Nope, you're pronouncing it wrong; it's Puscifer. - There is no way to prepare you for the sounds that about to assault your ears. Even telling you that Industrial Metal god Maynard James Keenan is the ringleader to this project couldn't possibly prepare you for the incredible journey the album "V is for Vagina" will take you on. Now, as a warning, there is no 'explicit' version and 'clean' version. Maynard is one of the original bad asses; one of the first guys to stand up, walk away from the rest of the group and say, "Hey, I do what I want." And right now, what he wants to do is fuck censorship, so there's only one album; one amazing, explicit, illicit and sexual album that you won't want to miss. A lot of the people I've talked to about this album seem to always overlook the track "Sour Grapes", and personally, I don't understand why. I think it's one of the best on the entire album, from the attention grabbing bass line, to the scraggly-bearded, wild-eyed and jowl-shaking preaching voice, to the mind blowing chants that reaffirm the whispering voices that no, you aren't imagining. And I don't know if Maynard wrote this song as a mocking taunt at organized religion, or if it is meant to be a stab at spirituality, but no matter what it was intended as, it's one of my favorite songs to listen to when I'm justifying why I don't go to church. It's a good thing I've come to terms with the fact that I'm going to hell already, or this review would be incredibly difficult to write. "Rev 22:20" is beyond description, but I'm sure as hell going to try. Revelations 22:20 actually states, "He which testifieth these things saith, Surely I come quickly. Amen. Even so, come, Lord Jesus." and this song takes that scripture to a whole new level; speaking about a woman that you literally would sell your soul to sleep with just one more time, and how even Christ himself would succumb to this woman's sexuality. Now I don't know about all that, but I DO know that the original, (the one that I'm talking about here) is one of the crowning accomplishments of the industrial metal world. With a beat that makes you want to march and a background track of female vocals so sensual you'll want to put headphones on so they're not whispering to anyone but you, Maynard makes you go weak in the knees with his pleading, husky voice and by the end of the song you feel yourself begging with him. Now, controversy aside, the song "Indigo Children" is just way too cool to pass up. With the vocal effects warped and robotic, it sends delicious chills up my spine every time. So whether you're looking for something completely inappropriate, or a good album to be pissed off to, Puscifer is one of those unique bands that can hit that sweet spot that no one else can even come close to.
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