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RAJABLOGG.com - Its taken a lot of generations of my ancestors to produce me. Last night I was thinking of how much I appreciate all their unspoken-of struggles over the centuries and millennia . I appreciate how many endured dissections and aneurysms probably just like I did (dissection in our family is genetic - my mom had the same aorta replacement as I), and they adventured on. Since aorta replacement has only been around for the past thirty years of so - many of my ancestors endured and survived without medical repair. I'm sure many times some of my ancestors wondered what was happening to them, not having community support as we do today. Many got up in the morning, went to work and despite the challenges of a weakened cardiovascular system, did what they could do, despite limited knowledge of their condition and limited medical treatment availability. The challenges our ancestors faced were enormous. Everyday they had to completely create commerce, food, shelter, protection and family. Many did not have even a small portion of the medical care, shelter, transportation or luxury available to me. Yet our ancestors all had one thing in common and that was they were "Survivors". And they adventured on long enough to pass those survivor genes on to us. Today I am grateful for all their struggles, challenges and perseverance to make sure we too could be survivors. Today, I am Grateful to them.

Aortic Dissection and Gratitude

Staying warm to keep Raynauds at bay in the hot Florida sun.
RAJABLOGG.com - Wow.  I dissected back in 2011, having my last open heart surgery in 2012. Honestly, the thought of living this long never entered my mind and I remember weeping silently one day at thought of not seeing the two teens up and grown.

But Jincy is off at the university and well on her way to becoming self sufficient.  Ruairi took his first big overnight road trip all by himself last week.  His grades and scores are high enough to get him through college on scholarships and grants.

I still need to finish my what to do when I die notebook, but for the most part all the paperwork is in order.  When this last effort is complete another worry will disappear.

For the most part the 'now I lay me down to sleep' panic attacks are still there.  But now I am able to accept mortality possibility with a 'thank you for another day' and a 'frankly my dear, I don't give a damn', shrug.

No, I am not giving up.  Judy and I have a lots to do together.  I would like to see the kids finish university and enjoy the grandchildren!  But I am wore down from the stress of worrying about living each hour like it is my last.

Time flies by so fast.  Best spend time not worrying so much.

2014 was hard and I was hoping 2015 wold be a fresh start.

And 2015 has already taught me a lot.  But I was hoping for a stress free, better than last year twelve months, season in life.

Yesterday Ruairi said, 'Dad, the butter is soft'.  

We use real butter, I told myself.  Real butter is always soft, right?

'Is the refrigerator OK?', Ruairi asked.

Real butter is always soft, I told myself again.  If I say that enough the refrigerator will be ok.

But something was really wrong with the refrigerator.  I knew it.  The unit had been making funny noises lately, kind of like someone throwing the small cast iron skillet around the kitchen sound.  I thought the problem would go away if I played Carlos Santana long and loud enough.

It Never ends, I thought and shrugged.  I never arrive.  I will never get there.  New roadblocks pop up every day!  Heck and throw in some '#$%&(2@$XXX' for good measure.  It never ends.

Don't they realize 2014 is over!!!

Lets see.  Last year we repaired or replaced every appliance in the house, except for the garbage disposal and it is next on my list because it too, like me, is dysfunctional.  

In addition to the garbage disposal, the outside air conditioner compressor electronics went out.  We fixed them.  

The inside air handler furnace in the garage caught on fire and burned out the entire unit.  We fixed it.  Thankfully the house did not burn down.

The washing machine died, dead in the water.  We fixed it by ordering and replacing the water pump.  Try disassembling one.  

The clothes dryer stopped drying clothes.  Believe it or not repairing the clothes dryer was more difficult for the family to fix than the washing machine.  

The refrigerator went out in early spring.  We fixed it.

The dishwasher died.  We replaced the dishwasher.

The microwave door fell off.  Turns out it is more expensive to replace the door than buy a new microwave.  We replaced the microwave.

The swimming pool pump caught on fire and burned out.  We replaced the swimming pool pump.

The stove quit working. We found a used stove.  It does not matter to me that it is white while all the other appliances are black or stainless.  The stove works.  Well, all except one eye.

The fiberglass shower stall cracked.  We fixed it.

And that's just the house.  The front end of the car had to be completely rebuilt.  We installed a new windshield as the old one's crack just kept getting bigger.  The stupid under sized spare tire got tossed and new rims and five new tires were purchased along with a ton of new engine parts.

I feel so much better having a full size spare in the trunk, especially since Ruairi is driving so much.  We actually put the small spare on one day and it wouldn't even keep the car frame up off the asphalt.  But I can say unequivocally, Ruairi has learned so much about being tool handy.  Learning about replacing skate board wheel bearings opened many handyman doors for him.

Speaking of automobiles, the State of Florida permanently revoked my drivers license based on my medical condition.  Not a suspension mind you, I am now a permanent 'driver-non-grata'.  

Yes, I have figured out how to bike around town and I walk everywhere and feel better physically for it.  Actually if I don't walk fluid accumulates around my ankles so I must walk every day as far as I can.  

Collaterally, the loss of my drivers license after forty years of being a safe driver, affects my self worth much more than being any inconvenience to getting around.  

Don't get me wrong though.  Pedestrian life is definitely hard.  Even with all the sidewalks around town, this city as well as most others I suspect, are not designed for accommodating pedestrians or bicyclists, especially disabled ones.   

Cities are designed around the automobile.  No wonder we have such a hard time transitioning to sustainable city life.  

One is supposed to be in the prime of their life career during their 50's.  Now if I have someone express interest in my expertise they disappear as soon as my 'no driver's license' issue comes up.

In all reality though I think I may be in more danger of dying from being hit by a car than my imminent aorta rupture.

But the wise medical review board for drivers thinks my existing aorta condition is best kept from behind the steering wheel.   

And 2014 did bring a couple of significant bleed outs.  One was so bad I had Ruairi drive me to the ER in St. Augustine.  I honestly thought my dissected renal artery had popped.  Turns out I lost about a quart of blood from an internal connective tissue tear.  The blood sloshed around my waist for about a month.
Last Bleed Out Episode.

And talk about aneurysms, our second eldest daughter is still recovering from a brain aneurysm that left her almost blind.  We took care of her two teens for half a year which was a true blessing, affording us the opportunity to really spend some quality time with two of our grandchildren.

My cardiologist says, 'we don't want to open a can of worms' when I ask him about what we should do for my large descending aorta and renal artery dissection.  Then there is the carotid dissection that we haven't really started analyzing yet.  Probably because my brain can not even wrap itself around that concept.

I AM so glad I've finally figured out all this is the result of a connective tissue challenge but I still have so many, add another 'so many; for emphasis, unanswered questions.

I just knew 2015 would be the year I could arrive at the answers to my health questions.  

Last year I was able to at least label many of the questions I had about what was wrong with me.

My biggest challenges are (in order of severity): 

1. a paper thin aorta that I can't do anything other than have the entire descending section replaced with a Dacron tube - I don't think I can do this.  The Dacron graft on the ascending portion almost killed me while saving me; 

2. vertigo to the point of having to sit down numerous times on my daily walks.  Interestingly, I think it is a combination of being on the heart-lung machine for so long (pump head symptoms) and a eye-ear-brain short circuit.

Not only does my pulse of 40 beats per minute and low blood pressure make me dizzy, but anything complex sends me reeling. 

For instance, walking on plain white concrete sidewalks is usually OK.  But if I walk across intricately laid pavers I typically spin out and end up on the ground, sitting still with my eyes closed until the vertigo stops (hopefully).  As a passenger in the car at any stop light I have to look away from the whizzing cars in the intersection or the vertigo starts again and BOOM my head is against the door.  

Others have told me how the radio or even the telephone can be a trigger for vertigo.

So I've had to learn to look up when walking across pavers, praying the clouds shapes are not too complex.

Facebook and Twitter are gone from my phone now.  The other day I opened up Facebook and had numerous notifications, somewhere around fifty or so.  My brain instantly painted a picture of fifty small, smiling avatars each calling to me at the same time and BOOM BOOM I was on the floor again. 

Facebook has allowed me to find seriously good, helpful support groups and I've made internet friends around the world.  But I open the app and a cross between the feeling of laughing gas, a walk through the carnival's moving funny house wheel and an out of control ferris wheel kicks in.  I have to find the floor fast and never go anywhere without my cane or crutch.  Surprisingly, I have learned to do some cool baton type twirling with my cane. 

Complexity of any type - visual, audio or motion based brings on instant immobility and a way too intimate relationship with the floor below.

3. immobilizing Raynauds Syndrome - once the temperature drops below 60 F my fingers and toes turn blue, I loose feeling and my pulse jumps into overdrive to try to pump blood into the constricted periphery vessels - there is not much I can do about this other than stay warm or get a job as an icicle (if no drivers license is required);

4. memory loss is so difficult for someone who loves words.  At first the fear of Alzheimer's plagued me constantly.  But now I recognize the inability to recall short term memory as one of the results of surviving those nights in the ER with a disconnected heart.  The neurologist says 'cognitively challenged' as a result of embolistic events.   I hear you Vincent.

5. depression. ugh.  Depression really is a bad thing.  Walking helps.

Thankfully there are those close to me who have gone through similar operations and cannot find the words for their thoughts sometimes and the vertigo and the other issues also.  I am not alone with this challenge.

But I just KNEW 2015 was going to be better.  2015 was going to be the year I arrived.  2015 was the year of the destination.

Then on January 2nd the refrigerator broke.  This was a sign of what was to come!  I was floored (not literally this time but I did have to sit down).

I've got to get to a point in my life where I can focus on what my primary care physician says - 'your number one job is to stay alive, Kevin'.  I need to focus on health, not on machines.

People look at me and see a tall, fit man.  I've managed to control the beta-blocking result of weight gain because I walk so much.  I look healthy.  Because I look healthy people think I am healthy.

If I try to explain what I face daily most scratch their heads and think one word - 'hypochondriac'.

Or the evangelicals sometimes say - 'I am glad I did not buy into believing what my doctors told me'.  I am tempted to ask 'then why are you dealing with those horrible hemorrhoids?'  But instead I just smile and shrug.

So the world expects me to keep going at breakneck speed, machines and people both.

And to start the new year off right, the refrigerator broke.  Not an auspicious start to an arrival year.

Today I placed a chair in front of the stainless doors and sat down, staring alternatively at the closed door, the bright fluorescent light inside and then the outside of the closed door once more.

I know nothing about refrigerators.  I waited for the machine to speak to me and tell me what was wrong.  My cocktail of heart and other such medications sometimes provides unique visions and I hoped for spontaneous enlightenment about freon and condensation and such.  Where are you John Gorrie?

I can't buy a new refrigerator and would not even if I could.

Sitting in the chair I could vaguely see my reflection in the smudgy but pretty clean stainless door.  I felt sorry for the man I watched in the door's reflection.  Pity party time.  But the more I stared the louder  my artificial heart parts clanged (is there such a word?).

Sheez.  I'll never get to where I need to be. I muttered.  Stupid refrigerator.  I need to be exercising my rotator cuff, not probing around inside a dead refrigerator's innards.

Then, as I opened the door once more the fluorescent light inside almost knocked me over - this brilliant, bright light - road to Damascus bright, light popped on and shown deep into my head.  Thankfully it did not blind me.  More thankfully it was not so complex so as to cause me to fall over out of the chair onto the floor.

It was one of those really plain, simple pure white concrete sidewalk moments.

I had already arrived.

All that broken appliance stuff from last year really was meaningless in the big picture.  Happiness, wealth and fortune is not really found in possessing fine appliances and a driver's license.

I may be poor but I am really rich.  I am a rich pauper.  I am truly blessed.

As I sat there staring at that piece of stainless junk.. wait, let me re-phrase.

I had just been gifted over 36,000 heart beats and it still just a little after noon.  Add to the 36 grand heart beats another 5,000 or so breaths.

As Jesus says, 'Peace, be still'.

Thats all that matters.  I am alive.  I have family who are healthy and happy even though they too are struggling with their challenges.

The steel will rust and plastic melt.  If I wait until the machines and people are perfect then I am 'SOL'.

I really have got there.  I found the end of the rainbow in 2015.  

So for the rest of the day I said 'thank you' after each breath.  I tried saying 'thank you' after each heart beat but found myself on the floor again.  Keep it simple.  The destination was never really that far away. In fact the destination I was searching for was always near by.  Dorothy's face floated by.

Yes, my depression won't go away and neither will my dissected aorta or my Raynauds or that horrible vertigo or my friend's hemorrhoids; and the appliances and car will keep breaking.  

But all that I asked for - the space to work on my challenges - is already here.  I just had to accept it.

I have arrived.  I am rich beyond imagination too.

Seeking and Arrival. Aortic Dissection and Marfan Life Challenges

RAJABLOGG.com - As a disability challenged person living in a world designed for 'normal' people, everyday brings on tough new gauntlets to navigate.

Publix bicycle rack is also the location for employee smoke breaks.
As a disabled cyclist I am forced to walk through second hand cigarette smoke to use the Publix Bike Rack
Unfortunately as the world moves ahead with new buildings, roads, cities and infrastructure, those of us who face life physical and mental challenges are still being left far behind.

Yes, there are many advocate groups who do good and help keep the issue of being 'different' than most out in the spotlight, and I am thankful for these efforts.  Groups such as the National Organization on Disability, American Association of People with Disabilities, The Arc, the National Disability Rights Network, and others all have a web presence.  Some offer links to helpful references and other provide useful information such as contact telephone numbers and addresses.

Yet even though advocacy groups may influence broad reaching policy decisions and have a positive effect on me as a 'disabled' person, I still encounter needless and thoughtless situations where I am discriminated against daily, especially with respect to access and transportation.

Yes, today there are many marked improvements in our surroundings and cities that have a profound effect for good for those of us living the disabled life.

Granted, most of us disabled persons can now use sidewalks with non-skid ramps instead of a steep curb, and rely on cross-lights that talk, whistle or beep to alert us of changes in traffic flows.  Too, there are automatic doors and widened bathroom stalls with reachable sinks.  Even most public transportation systems are 'disabled' friendly now, in many ways.  This is all well and good but there is still so much room for simple, straightforward and uncomplicated improvement.

Sometimes the most simplest, obvious things that can help a physically or mentally challenged person are those things 'normal' people tend to overlook and are the easiest for the world in general to forget.

For instance, I bike my world.  I have to bike my world because my drivers license is medically suspended due to my dissected aorta and side effects of the medications I take to keep my heart just barely beating in 'anti-rupture' mode. I am 'OK' with living my life as a cyclist though it presents difficulty at times.

Our local grocery store, Publix on Palm Coast Parkway has graciously installed a bicycle rack to the left of and not too far away from the front door.  I am grateful for the bike rack.  Many stores or facilities, even those you would think would have bike racks, do not provide bike racks.  But they all provide a massive amount of parking spaces in huge asphalt or concrete paved parking lots for the car drivers.

Back to the bike rack.  I am grateful to Publix for the bike rack availability.  I love their grocery store and they are one of the few places where I can purchase high quality, reasonably priced organic foods.  I depend on healthy foods to support my kidneys (which are recovering from total failure after open heart surgery) and my dissected cardiovascular system.  Unfortunately Publix employees keep forgetting that as a cyclist who uses the bike rack I must breath in all the second hand cigarette smoke their employees cough out when they take their smoke breaks immediately adjacent the awesome galvanized bike station.

This is just a typical example of 'normal' people not having a clue what the physically or mentally challenged persons have to go through to adapt to the 'normal' world.

I have sought out the store managers and asked repeatedly to have the employee smoke station moved away from the bicycle rack area.  The tall young female manager usually makes this happen for a day or so but then the entire must breath second hand smoke begins all over again.  I ask again and the smoking stops for a day or so yet begins once more soon afterwards.

Compounding the problem, customers who exit the store see the employees smoking and light up right next to the bike rack also.  
As a disabled cyclist I am forced to walk through second hand cigarette smoke to use the Publix Bike Rack
'Normal' people - those driving cars - don't have to walk through the smoke, rather they walk in through the front doors through areas away from the smoker break section.  If the employee smoke break section was adjacent the front door and 'normal' customers had to walk through the smoke, the smoking would immediately cause an uproar from 'normal' persons.

There is a very easy solution to this problem.  Publix should install a 'No Smoking' sign around all store entryways AND the bike rack area.  It should be obvious that if I purchase organic foods, those fruits and vegetables and meats free from pesticide, herbicide, antibiotic  and hormone contamination, then I also want to breath clean air.  I especially do not want to re-breath air hacked out by a smoker.

Second hand cigarette smoke just really does not fit the image of a Publix grocery store either.  So I don't get it.  But I am not a 'normal' person.  I am a person living with 'disability' issues.  I suppose the only way to get things changed is to raise awareness.  If asking does not work, continue to raise awareness by blogging about it.

A 'No Parking' sign may be too obvious also.   So after the second hand smoke from Publix employees, I had to deal with a construction truck driver who decided to park on the way home sidewalk and probably had no idea how important a clear sidewalk was to a person in a wheelchair or on a bike.

It is hard enough to navigate the construction areas around Palm Coast Parkway.  No pedestrian access is provided through or around construction areas during the ongoing widening project of the roadway.  Yes, access was provided for automobiles but none for pedestrians or for those in wheelchairs or on bicycles.  I do not think this was an intentional oversight.  Rather I think 'normal' people just don't have any concept of what it is like to life of a physically or mentally challenged person.
Automobile drivers have little concept of what life without a car is like.  For those with a disability a sidewalk can make life doable.  When the sidewalk is blocked this presents a potential to fall or otherwise injure one's self.
So to most parking a truck on a side walk is no big deal.  But to me, carrying bags of groceries on my bike it is a big deal.  I have to slow, stop, dismount my bike (hard enough under normal conditions) and walk around the truck, hoping my Marfan weakened ankle doesn't give out or my bike turn sideways off the sidewalk edge, spilling the groceries across the grass.  To me it could actually cause physical injury.
One would think a large construction company would recognize the need for disability and pedestrian access around construction projects.
A 'No Parking' sign along the sidewalk would be way too obvious.

Sure, people without disabilities have to deal with these second hand smoke and blocked sidewalk-no pedestrian access issues too.  But they are not forced to do so.  They have the option of their automobile.  If I want to carry any amount of groceries home I need my bike.   The Publix bike rack is right in the middle of the employee smoke break section.  

So I will continue to write about these challenges and maybe someone out there with a child, brother or sister or friend who struggles with life's physical and mental challenges, someone who is also 'in charge' at a grocery store or construction company or other corporation of governmental entity might read this and say 'I can help make a change'.

It doesn't hurt to ask.  It does hurt to continue to have to breath second hand cigarette smoke or twist an ankle or break a leg trying to navigate an automobile-less world.

Speak up if you have a life challenge.  Awareness is the only way we can make the world a easier place for those of us today with disabilities and for subsequent generations.

Designed to Help Disabled? 'Normal' Persons May Not Understand Disabled Life.

Lowongan Kerja Op. Produksi PT Yorozu Automotive Indonesia
(Lowongan Kerja) - Info kali ini datang untuk anda para pencari kerja dari situs RAJABLOGG.com yang mana kali ini perusahaan (PT Yorozu Automotive Indonesia) yang merupakan sebuah perusahaan yang bergerak di Bidang Manufacture Spare Part Automotive untuk Kendaraan Roda dua atau lebih. Perusahaan Penanaman Modal asal Jepang ini di dirikan pada 24 januari 2012 di kawasan KIM karawang

Saat ini PT Yorozu Automotive Indonesia Sedang membuka Lowongan Kerja Operator Produksi Terbaru dengan persyaratan dan ketentuan sebagai berikut :

Posisi / Bagian : Operator Produksi
Persyaratan :
  1. Pria dan Wanita
  2. Usia Maksimal 25 tahun
  3. Pendidikan Minimal SMA ( IPA ) dan SMK
  4. Sehat Jasmani dan Rohani
  5. Siap Bekerja Sistem Shift
  6. Siap Penempatan Kerja di Karawang

Cara Melamar :
Bagi anda yang telah membaca info diatas dan merasa memenuhi persyaratan dari Lowongan Kerja Op. Produksi PT Yorozu Automotive Indonesia di atas, Maka silahkan Kirimkan CV Lamaran lengkap anda Via Pos ke alamat persahaan dibawah ini :

PT Yorozu Automotive Indonesia
Kawasan Industri Mitra Karawang
Jl. Mitra Barat III Blk L.6.7.8 Desa Parung Mulya - Kec. Ciampel - Karawang 41361

Lowongan Kerja Op. Produksi PT Yorozu Automotive Indonesia

RAJABLOGG.com (Lowongan Kerja) - PT Nutrifood Indonesia atau yang biasa dikenal oleh masyarakat dengan nama Nutrifood, yang adalah sebuah perusahaan yang juga perseroan yang bergerak dalam bidang dan mengkhususkan diri untuk asupan nutrisi di Indonesia.

Perusahaan ini juga sudah dikenal akan produk-produknya yang mana mereka juga menjadi pemain lama sebagai produsen beragam produk makanan dan juga dalam bidang minuman kesehatan yang sudah dikenal akan bermutu kelas dunia.

LoKer (Lowongan Kerja) Op. Produski PT Nutrifood Indonesia
Logo PT Nutrifood Indonesia - Rajablogg

Perusahaan ini memniliki cukup pengalaman karena sudah ada dan didirikan sejak tahun 1979. Yang mana sudah lebih dari tiga puluh tahun Nutrifood Indonesia ini dalam layanannya yang memberikan berbagai macam produk.

Dengan adanya perusahaan ini bisa menjadi inspirasi kepada masyarakat dalam rangka menjadikan pola hidup masyarakat menjadi lebih baik dan mengetahui bahwa betapa pentingnya asupan nutrisi untuk tubuh kita agar tumbuh kembang dengan sehat.

Perusahaan ini sudah banyak menghadirkan produk kesehatan seperti :
  • L-Men
  • NutriSari
  • WRP
  • WRP Diet Center
  • Tropicana Slim
  • HiLo
  • Nutrifood
  • Dan lainnya

Dan perusahaan ini memiliki tempat dan berkantor pusat di Jakarta. dan sudah memiliki relasi yang cukup banyak yang dapat dijangkau di lebih dari 30 negara di dunia.

Saat ini PT. Nutrifood Indonesia membuka lowongan kerja dengan posisi dan persyaratan sebagai berikut :

Persyaratan :
  • Pria
  • Usia min. 18 tahun maks. 24 tahun (Kelahiran 1994)
  • Nilai rapor / ujian min. 7
  • Min. STM/SMK/SMA sederajat
  • Tinggi min. 165 cm BB IDEAL
  • Tidak buta warna & tidak merokok
  • Tidak bertato
  • Surat lamaran Lengkap & riwayat hidup
  • Sudah memiliki e-KTP
  • Foto kopi ijazah & KTP
  • foto 4x6 1 lembar
  • Surat kelakuan baik (SKCK)
  • Bersedia bekerja shift , komunikatif, teamwork
  • Bersedia ditempatkan di Cibitung

Cara Melamar :
Bagi yang berminat silahkan mendaftarkan diri dengan cara kirimkan berkas lamaran lengkap anda via Pos ke alamat dibawah ini :

PT Nutrifood Indonesia
Kawasan Industri MM2100
Jl Selayar Blok H7-H8 - Cikarang Barat - Bekasi 17520

LoKer (Lowongan Kerja) Op. Produski PT Nutrifood Indonesia

RAJABLOGG.com - October has been the non-processed food diet month.  For twelve days now I have been only eating all organic fresh fruits, organic fresh vegetables organic-grass fed dairy, meats and fish.

Freshly harvested lemongrass in the dehydrator, heart healthy  herbs
Water has been my main liquid and I've been drinking lots of it, about three or four liters a day.

So today I decided to make some tea from the garden.  We have lots of lemongrass and Jamaican hibiscus (Roselle)  in the front yard (and in the side yards and in the back yard).
Lemongrass row planting in our front yard, heart healthy herbs
Lemongrass tea besides tasting wonderful provides a variety of health benefits.

Other favorite tea plants of mine include the Jamaican hibiscus, or Roselle and another garden perennial cranberry hibiscus, both offering healthy properties, including lots and lots of important Vitamin C.   Roselle calyces are used to make 'Red Zinger' tea and other island drinks, and since the tea has mildly diuretic properties it is good for blood pressure, kidneys and the heart in many instances.
Cranberry hibiscus, Hibiscus acetosella (L) and Roselle-Jamacian Hibiscus, H. sabdariffa (R) in our front yard

I usually clip a handful of lemongrass stalks, while picking about a cup of the hibiscus leaves and calyces and a handful of leaves.  After rinsing I place in a stainless pan with filtered water, bring to a boil and let simmer for an hour
Jamaican hibiscus & lemongrass tea for heart health - non-processed food challenge
After straining the tea I pour into a glass container and chill in the refrigerator.

For delicious variations try adding fresh ginger, key lime or lemon juice or cinnamon to your lemongrass-Jamacian hibiscus tea, and as always, check with your doctor before using any new herb or medicine.


Footnote:  Most fresh teas are much better for you than sweetened soda or colas, however always check with your doctor first, especially if you are taking medications or are pregnant.  In this case lemongrass (the phytochemical citral) contains compounds that encourage estrogen production while some studies have shown that roselle actually lowers estrogen levels.

Heart Healthy Drinks - Lemongrass and Hibiscus Tea for Non-Processed Food Challenge Drinks

Cara Mendaftar Kerja PT ANI (PT Aisan Nasmoco Industri) Cikarang
RAJABLOGG.com - Lowongan kerja dari cikarang update kembali untuk anda yang sedang mencari pekerjaan atau pun yang ingin sekedar mencari info pendaftaran PT ANI Cikarang.

PT. Aisan Nasmoco Industry atau yang lebih dikenal dengan nama PT. ANI adalah sebuah perusahaan otomotif asal jepang yang didirikan pada tahun 1997 merupakan anak perusahaan dari Aisan Industry Co.Ltd Jepang yang memproduksi komponent suku cadang otomotif kendaraan roda 2 atau lebih.

Saat ini Perusahaan sedang membuka Lowongan kerja khusus bagian Operator Produksi untuk tingkat SMA Sederajat. Bagi anda yang ingin tau cara mendafar lowongan nya atau memang niat untuk bekerja dengan perusahaan tersebut silahkan anda lihat informasi selengkapnya dibawah ini :

Bagian : Operator produksi
Persyaratan :
  • Pria dan Wanita
  • Usia 18 - 22 tahun
  • Pendidikan SMA/SMK
  • Tinggi badan 165cm ( Pria ) dan 160cm ( Wanita )
  • Siap bekerja shift dan lembur
  • Nila MTK minimal 7
  • Sehat jasmani dan rohani 
  • Siap di tempatkan di ejip cikarang

Fasilitas Perusahaan
  • Benefit UMR  
  • Transportasi 
  • Meal
  • Employee Jamsostek 
  • Employee bpjs 

Lampiran Dokumen :
  • Surat Lamaran Kerja 
  • Daftar Riwayat Hidup
  • Foto Copy Ijazah
  • Foto Copy SKHUN
  • Foto Copy KTP
  • Foto Copy Ket. Dokter
  • Foto Copy Transkip Nilai
  • Foto Copy SKCK
  • Foto Copy Kartu Kuning
  • Foto Copy Sertifikat (Bila ada)
  • Foto Copy Paklaring (bila ada)
  • Pas Foto 4 x 6 2 lembar

Cara Mendaftar :
Bagi Anda yang memiliki kriteria untuk Lowongan Kerja PT. Aisan Nasmoco Industri (ANI) maka Kirimkan dokumen lamaran pekerjaan anda Via pos ke alamat dibawah ini :

EJIP Industrial Park Plot 9L Cikarang selatan Kab.Bekasi 17550.

EJIP Industrial Park Plot 7E
Cikarang selatan Kab.Bekasi 17550.

Cara Mendaftar Kerja PT ANI (PT Aisan Nasmoco Industri) Cikarang

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PT Autoplastik Indonesia adalah Perusahaan yang bergerak di bidang komponen plastik untuk industri otomotive.

Lowongan Operator Produksi PT Autoplastik Indonesia, Jakarta Utara

Saat ini PT Autoplastik Indonesia membuka Lowongan kerja untuk SMA / SMK dan Sederajat dengan posisi dan persyaratan berikut :

Posisi / Bagian : Operator Produksi

Persyaratan :
  • Pria/Wanita
  • Belum menikah
  • Usia minimal 18 maksimal 22
  • Pendidika SMA/SMK dan Sederajat
  • Rata-rata nilai ujian nasional 6,5
  • Pengalaman tidak di utamakan
  • Belum pernah bekerja di PT API
  • Siap di tempatkan di karawang

Cara Melamar :
Jika sobat  berminat dan memenuhi persyaratan Lowongan Kerja Terbaru PT Auto Plastik Indonesia, silahkan kirim lamarang kerja lengkap ke alamat berikut :

PT Auto Plastik Indonesia
Jl Pegangsaan Dua Km 2.2, Jakarta Utara

Lowongan Operator Produksi PT Autoplastik Indonesia, Jakarta Utara