Lucas’s Amnesia Episode – The Curse of Cloves

Last night, the most heart breaking moment happened to me last night. While finishing up my night bbqing, my fur baby Lucas went into amnesia. Lucas for 2 hours did not remember who me or my family was. A part of me died. Although today (a bit hung over since I was grieve struck) I woke up wondering what was different as this occurred once before in my Houston apartment, and then it hit me….clove oil.

I don’t remember if I used clove oil prior in the apartment as it was so far back, but since it was recent and it’s been helping me deal with whatever I had, I ended up putting clove oil yesterday. Now that l think about, since it was during the holidays, he more than likely ingested some clove as my family likes to give him a variety of table food even when I advise them not to. It doesn’t mention anything in regard to clove being toxic to dogs, but I will say the exposure has made him question his surroundings and his human mom. Although he didn’t ingest any directly, the oil was put on my comforter, which based on observation, the smell may have erased his sense of memory to smell.

The story of Lucas and I goes back three years when I was living in Houston. A Harvey rescue. I initially wanted a Yorkie, but he was cheap (free) my ex got him to keep me company during my time of working as a Small Business Executive for Sprint since most of my days were made doing cold calls to get leads, which the majority of the time kept me tied to my work laptop and having him watch me then leave after his noon walk. But the welcome wasn’t always welcomed, when I first got him, the little shit loathed me when we first got him and loved his now stepdad more. I’ve always had pets so when Ross wanted to keep him in a kennel, I protested against such cruelty, especially when he would whimper. It wasn’t till I refused to sleep in the same bed after sneaking him out of the kennel that after waking up to Lucas curled up to him and wanting him back to sleeping in the kennel is when he gave in.

The bonding started when I fell in the bathtub and when Ross got brave and grabbed my arm. This rumored poodle terrier little firecracker got brave and growled at him. When he made me leave my fur baby in San Antonio and got him back after falling into a sadness without him. The reunion made us inseparable. The bond made my ex so jealous that he ended giving me an ultimatum if him or my fur baby….well I lost a fiancée.

Before he came into my life, I didn’t want another dog as losing Grant my Yorkie, then Athena my Husky (the odd couple) then a year after my move Charlotte aka Chiquita which broke my heart when I found out she waited by the door to say goodbye (which I made it too late to give my farewell). I couldn’t fathom having a loss like that again. But I’m convinced that fate had other plans. Lucas got me through my sexual assault, my sexual harassment, and the hell that was about to occur later that year. I don’t know what I would do without him come to think about it. He certainly became my partner in crime through the ride. And after seeing the movie A Dogs Journey, made me appreciate his unconditional love.

Last night was the worst day I’ve had in a while. While listening to music to try to calm my nerves, I broke into tears hearing Marshmello and Bastille’s “Happier”. When I saw the video I cried like I lost him. Some people might say I’m being dramatic, but thinking he wouldn’t remember things, the triggers that would make him wag his tail, or play fight, or the way he would wait at the door and whimper when I would come from a jog, killed me. It was a surprise when I woke up and saw him lied next to me, which was a sign of minimal relief. He is slowly familiarizing himself, but he does remember belly rubs, he does remember snacks, and he does remember where the food bowl is. He does eat and he is popping like normal which are good signs. Truth is if clove is the magical cure, I’ll take the pain and suffering before I give Lucas up. He’s my Latin child fur baby. And if for the rest of his life he comes into amnesia, well he’s worth every moment in jogging his memory. Because without Lucas, there’s no me. ❤️❤️

Four Five Still Alive – Masks are Key

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Hey guys. Hope all is well. As for me, I’m 80% better. So it has been confirmed that I not only was battling a bad ugly….parasitic infection turned viral, but a call today from someone who was assigned my case was instructed that I also contacted the COVID which explains why the fungal parasitic came stronger than it ever has hit in the 3 years I’ve been dealing with this issue. But an interesting fact that was posted on April 16, 2020 that people not only should be tested for COVID19 but also for parasitic and fungal infections which poses a high risk based on Scientific America. Which in all honesty means that I shouldn’t be hear right now blogging drinking champagne with you fine folks this evening (Titanic line). No I’m not really drinking champagne but my favorite refresher Bud Light Seltzer. I’m not gonna do your homework so here is the link to the article.

Thanks to this new discovery, the city of San Antonio feels that I may potentially have a antibody that helped me fight the infection, which in all honesty I just think it was homeopathic remedies that consisted of the super Cs (cloves, chamomile, Cheyenne pepper supplement, and cleansing tea which can be bought at any major supermarket. There are many other deworming and parasitic cleanses the at you can do. Check out the article below

I will say that I don’t wish this upon my worst enemy. As having both felt like I was being eaten from the inside out. Feeling like there was something in my respiratory track, just digging deeper and deeper anytime I cleared my throat. And the eye infection that felt something was crawling in both eyelids, and the never ending chills that immediately followed a fever. You lose your appetite and in the middle of the sickness, I wished I was dead. People who still say that it’s just the flu has no clue as this literally makes you think about offing yourself. And to deal with a co-infection, I don’t know how I survived it. And the dreams that followed, real talk felt like sleep paralysis.

With that said, I urge anyone and everyone to take precautions and follow all regulations. Make sure you are not cross contaminating your surfaces cause you don’t want this little shit to come into your home and affect your family. Funny thing is that my family had symptoms for 3 days and got over it, which means the antibody might be a trait that thankfully came from my paternal side.

With that said, I know it’s been a chore to find masks, which is why I ended up getting some amazing alumni with sewing skills to boot to make custom masks that are reusable and my girl Lady Lyria has mad skills and taken steps to assure that it’s protective. Of course responsibility is key to fighting this bugger so do your research when washing. One key ingredient in assuring you keep that bitch COVID19 off your clothing is using something that became a game changer when I was fighting just the parasitic infection. Lysol Laundry Sanitizer. Hey if it kept mold off my sheets, it will keep anything off.

Lady Lyria is taking orders for mask donjit her up before she gets overbooked for masks. She may seem feisty (which she can be) will assure you guys get the help and the care you would want. If my other alumni would stop acting like they be making masks for the country, we would have more options (keep you guys posted on additional sources). Like always guys take care and see you at the finish line.

Conquering with Compassion

Conquering With Compassion

I intended to write this blog yesterday, however with the news that my alumni who moved to New York City, New York passed away due to the catastrophic COVID-19, I had to resist as I was not in the rational mindset that I normally am in. I will say I skipped a few of the stages of grief from sadness to anger. It’s hard to me accept it, but like he always said, I was destined to be a bad ass. Which mean I have to put the tears aside and do what I do best, be a badass.

Compassion is key in this like I have preached before. With my opinionated and sharp words, people seem to take this personally, deflecting the issue at hand and making me a bad guy. Sometimes in a passive way and sometimes in an abusive way. Nothing about me would change (expect for maybe last night), which is why I refrained from creating a blog post. Funny thing is even though I feel that he could of been 100% transparent (regardless of what others think), I completely understand why he took the approach the approach he took. To prevent a national panic. Donald Trump I did tweet directly that I hate him out of the grief I felt, truth is I can’t. I can’t because of my compassion and my nature. Through my whole journey through adversity, I still can’t hate anyone that has maliciously done me wrong. I did what I had to do and took the blows in the words of the amazing and late Frank Sinatra. See as I kid I was always one of those people who always marched to the beat of my drum. Sometimes it brought praise and sometimes it bought humiliation. One thing that I can say is that we have become a society that we avoid humiliation and protect those from it. Truth is for me, it taught me a lot, made me tougher, made me stronger. Because the ugly truth is, life isn’t fair.

This is where compassion comes in. Compassion for me has worked in various ways. It made me go above and beyond the call of duty to help those who needed help. In other cases, it made me confront my attackers head on. And which each deflection I used my wits and my psychology studies ( a subject I took as an elective) to reflect the real issues they have on hand. Some of those attackers changed their ways, but like in many cases they attack the person to them is the next weakest link. Which it seems to be the same behavioral pattern that our dear President does. I am not disappointed with how people take his words as we all are adult enough to make our choices, thoughts, and control the perception we have. Even with this in mind, I can’t hate or argue with them because I can’t even imagine what or why that thought process developed. Many of us develop our thought process out of self-preservation. To self-preserve an image that we have created and will fight to hold in tact. This is why I hold compassion for Donald Trump. The things I do know is that he came from money and always had a silver spoon in his mouth. I can’t hate him because he doesn’t know any better. And his emotional outburst only make me empathize as we all know by now, he doesn’t know any better.

Compassion for me has been one of the saving graces that has conserved my humble and natural loving nature. It helps you not only gain empathy but it also helps gain personal growth. I will admit that there was a time where I justified my actions, surrounded myself with people who enabled my bad behavior. But one thing that I realized that it disabled my ability to learn, to grow, to be a better person. Maybe it was because I had nothing to lose when the ultimate adversity hit and faced it head on. Maybe it was the fact that one point I was on a way to medical death sentence and decided if this was my last rodeo, I was going to fuck shit up. I can’t tell you exactly what changed. I will say that I wasn’t afraid anymore, I became more of myself, and with every doubt people threw…..I conquered the unimaginable that I even thought I would never accomplish. Kelly Clarkson’s Invisible during writing my freshman book became my swan song. If you didn’t realize by now that I get inspired by music, I get inspired by music. If you have any interest in what inspired my book writing journey and post book journey check it out on Apple Music. If you have Apple Music, it’s free to download. I also have a talent for creating playlist according to my publisher so feel free to follow me as well.

In this time of despair, we have to stop pointing fingers, stop saying what should of been done. I’ve said it before, that shit has gone and sail. If we want to beat this pandemic, we need to stand together as we are all in this together, start pointing fingers, and leave it as water under the bridge. We need to stop thinking about our own self interest and start thinking about others. We need to stop saying this should have been done, stop demonizing one another, and start treading to the light of the tunnel. There are so many positive things that we neglect to see in this, but at the end of the day we have to start looking for the positive, without prejudice, bias, and favoritism. We got to do this not for only us, but for those we love, those who risk their lives daily, and those who have fallen. In the end, my belief; compassion will conquer all. And like Rachel Platten says in her song Stand By You….if we can’t find heaven…..I will walk to hell with you.

Your’s Truly,

Frieda Josephine Lopez


Harvard from da Hood

This Too Shall Pass – Tips and Hope during our COVID-19 Pandemic

So I know that many people first took this COVID-19 very lightly. Now regardless of at everyone’s opinions are, it is very crucial now with the CDC advising that it is hight prescribed to wear mask while out in public. The CDC would not say such things if this posed a higher threat to the world. One of the things that I am a little pissed off, is that when President Trump advised that cloth mask were recommended, he did not say that 2-ply will be the type of cloth which is crucial to assure that the virus safety stays away. Here are some suggested guidelines for both purchased and DIY.

Thankfully many have stepped up to the call of duty offering tutorials and instructiaons and some even making reusable masks for sale. While in fashion school, I came across many and amazing talented people, from estheticians, makeup artist, and even designers who all have been doing their part to not only provide to the community but to sell at reasonable prices all with the environment involved and pandemic conscious by equipping them with washable filters and insertable filters. More details on this blog post with updates to ways on ordering (I trust these people as they all have professional sewing experiences). In the meantime there have been many DIY posts which links are included below both for sew and no sew mask

Proper glove use and social distancing is crucial in winning the fight in this pandemic. I have seen many people leaving and entering the stores while shopping for supplies too consistently which is a threat to those doing this. You may ask why? But because of the fact that you are now introducing the virus in small enclosed spaces, your vehicle. This virus has been reported to be a serious threat mutating itself to assure its own survival. Reports now show that false positives are common in testing this virus, which my previous microbiology studies say, it’s mutating to stay alive. Which brings my next point, social distancing and taking precautions is extremely key in fighting this virus.

In my TikTok videos, I joke about demanding six feet or I will cut you. Now we don’t need to be that dramatic, but you do have the right to ask for this space. Now more than ever is the time to ask for it without the dramatics. It’s your health and your families health. Start asking for it.

Finally I am not in the business of pointing the finger but I will say how disappointed I am with our President, not because of the lack transparency but for him letting down the supporters and stood by him. I believe he has the right to redeem himself and after this I hope he does get the fair chance. But this is when we as a nation stand together. By standing together we will make this. I can care less about the opinions or the finger pointing, we need to pass that. We need to start seeing those who have stepped up and follow the example. Medical professionals have gone above and beyond, some leaving their jobs in the act of unethical request. Many regular everyday people have been doing things to help others in small and big ways. Those acts should be the reminder that we are stronger than anything. With compassion, empathy, selflessness aside; we will perceiver. After all #weareinthistogether. Stay healthy and safe. #Seeyouatthefinishline


Frieda Josephine Lopez


Harvard from da Hood

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