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10月3日 Divorce sucksDivorces suck--even when it's the best thing in the world for you. You lose half your family. You lose half your friends. You lose someone that at one point in your life was your very best friend. You have people who think the very worst of you without having been in your shoes or even bothering to wonder what it was like in your shoes. You have to start over. You lose your IDENTITY. Yeah, you get to a point where you are able to start over, but there is still all that history you have to leave behind. I miss hanging out with my old family. I miss the friends who chose "the other side". 1月25日 NO -more-I have decided to say "no" to:
- on-the-side web designing
- letting people pressure me into doing things that I know will be too hard on me
- doing things for other people that will over-extend myself
- doing things that will force me to get up too early both days of the weekend. My body NEEDS to have one of the weekend days to sleep in until I wake up on my own. It's the only time I get to recoup my body from the previous week and to get ready for the coming week.
Having MS means makes adjustments and changes to your life. If you are not able to do that, you will and do pay the consequences. And you are the only one that knows about those consequences, so it's important to be honest with yourself and take care of yourself. No one else knows what you are going through (unless you decide tell them). 1月1日 Life with MS means learning to have to say NOHaving MS sucks. It really does. One day you can feel perfectly fine and seem absolutely normal. And the very next day can be completely opposite. Sometimes there are reasons and sometimes there aren't.
MS can have certain "triggers" that cause flare-ups. If you are able to figure out what your triggers are, man are you lucky! Then you know what types of things to try to avoid. But even if you are aware of those triggers, it sure doesn't mean you are in control of your MS. Sometimes a flare up will happen all on its own...no triggers at all. Sometimes your triggers cannot be avoided or controlled. And sometimes avoiding your triggers just doesn't help--you get a flare up anyhow. MS is very unpredictable. You really don't know what will happen to you from one day to the next. And it's worse when people assume that when you do get a flare up, it was because you weren't taking care of yourself. You may have been following every single precaution available, but get a flare up anyhow. If the causes of MS were known, there would be a cure.
Having MS really f*cks with your mind too. You can feel perfectly healthy for days, weeks, months or even years. Then BAM! A flare up occurs out of nowhere. All of a sudden reality comes crashing back--you have MS, you are not healthy, you are not normal, you are flawed. You can do everything you are supposed to do and feel like you are in control but when an attack happens, you are once again brought back to what having MS means. And you go through all the mental shit that you went through when you were first diagnosed all over again. What did I do wrong? Why did this happen to me? What did I do to deserve this? And are reminded once again that your life is not in your hands...it's in the hands of an uncontrollable, incurable disease. And you go through the depression again. It's a big circle of emotions with no ending.
MS is explained on the National MS Society's web site as: "Multiple sclerosis (or MS) is a chronic, often disabling disease that attacks the central nervous system (CNS), which is made up of the brain, spinal cord, and optic nerves. Symptoms may be mild, such as numbness in the limbs, or severe, such as paralysis or loss of vision. The progress, severity, and specific symptoms of MS are unpredictable and vary from one person to another." Essentially, MS attacks your nervous system--your nerves are being attacked. Because your nerves are involved, MS can cause your body to feel things that you have never felt before. Think about it. Your nerves are what are in control of certain physical sensations: pain, numbness, things that feel good. When you get a massage from someone, you feel different things--some things feel good, some things tickle, sometimes it is uncomfortable, but bearable and some things just hurt. But what if your nerves caused you to feel something brand new...something you have never felt before? How do you describe that new sensation? The only way to do that is to compare it to something you have felt before. People with MS feel new sensations...things they have never felt before. And then they are asked to explain that feeling...to doctors, family, friends, co-workers. Sometimes those new sensations are sort of similar to other sensations. Some times they aren't. But the best way to explain to someone is to describe a sensation that everyone has felt before. Numbness to a healthy person feels one way. Numbness to someone experiencing an MS flare-up is a completely different sensation--it just doesn't have its own name. I can describe my MS "numbness" as sort of like when your foot falls asleep. That is not totally accurate, but it's the closest sensation to this new unnamed feeling that the MS is causing. Sometimes only another person with MS can understand the new feeling because they are the only other people that have experienced it. People without MS can try to understand, but because it is a sensation they truly have never felt before, they can't possibly understand. And if you have MS and are not good with explaining things, you are in a world on your own. You do your best to describe what it is like, but aren't able to find the words, so other people can never fully grasp what you are going through because there are no words to accurately explain it.
Other times, instead of feeling something new, your nerves just will go awry. Instead of something you never felt before, you will experience something you have felt before, but it will be extremely intensified. So something that was slightly uncomfortable in the past may now be extremely painful. Or something that may have felt good in the past is now uncomfortable. Your nerves when under attack can do anything they want to, whether you like it or not.
MS affects more than just your nerves though. One of the most common symptom is fatigue. According to the National MS Society, "Fatigue can significantly interfere with a person's ability to function at home and at work, and may be the most prominent symptom in a person who otherwise has minimal activity limitations." What causes it? Who knows. There are many theories: http://ms.about.com/od/signssymptoms/f/fatigue_causes.htm, http://www.springerlink.com/content/lk207226u3126965/. All that I know is that it is not just being tired. See this site for some insight: http://www.nationalmssociety.org/about-multiple-sclerosis/symptoms/fatigue/index.aspx. WebMD also has some good info: http://www.webmd.com/multiple-sclerosis/guide/ms-related-fatigue.
I combat MS fatigue every week, if not every day. It comes and goes as it wants to and when it hits, it hits you HARD. For me, stress seems to trigger the fatigue. WebMD lists the below info on dealing with it:
I have to learn how to do all of the above things better. I'm not very good at any of them. So I plan on working on the above items.
All that being said, I will explain why learning to say no when you have MS is essential to trying to keep your body healthy and your mind sane. In writing this, I know I will be hurting people. I know I will probably make people feel guilty and feel like they contributed to my MS. THAT IS NOT MY INTENT!! My intent is to inform and explain. My intent is for other people to understand that me saying NO is for no reason other than to prevent health problems. My intent is also for myself to remember that saying no is good for me and in the long run, good for others.
-taking a break. continuation coming- 3月17日 New beginningsSome times in life, things happen to you that at the time seem like the worst thing you will ever have to go through. The people you thought were on your side won't be there or worse yet, in some cases, will turn against you. You will feel like your life is falling apart and you have no control over what is happening. You start to lose hope and wonder where your life is going. And when it feels like it can't get any worse, something will happen to make it worse.
They say for every door that shuts, another one opens. With every bad thing that happens, something good will happen. It's almost impossible to believe that when you are going through an extremely difficult time. But hang in there! It CAN and DOES happen. You may not realize it right away, but as a little time goes by and you look back, you'll see it.
At a time where it felt like most people were pushing me down or watching me drown without helping, someone came into my life that at the time I didn't realize the importance of. I was ready and intent on blowing this person off. But he never gave me the chance to do that and never gave up on me. His persistance took me by surprise and I thought, "this is kind of intriguing...I have no idea where this is going, but my curiousity is peaked." And blowing him off would have been the biggest mistake of my life. I met the person who understands me--ALL of me. I met someone who truly cares and has proven it over and over and over. I met someone who is there to support me and everything I do. I met someone that knows me inside and out. I met someone that knows exactly what I'm thinking and feeling, sometimes before I even realize it myself. I met someone who I cannot live without. I met someone who is ME.
Thank you, thank you, thank you Michael! You saved me. 8月22日 There are ALWAYS 2 sidesIt amazes me how people can think the worst of you right away without hearing your side of the story. How does it go? Never assume, it makes an ass out of you and me? Something like that. I guess you find out who your true friends are. 7月23日 The roller coaster weekendThis weekend was bitter sweet. My brother and his fiancee Terri had a wedding ceremony in my mom's hospice room on Saturday afternoon--something that was extremely important to her. The next morning, she peacefully passed away, surrounded by her family. The wedding brought her great joy, but may have also brought her the peace she needed to pass on. No matter what happened, it was the greatest gift to give to her in her final days.
Above are some of the photos from the wedding. The hospice staff went above and beyond to help with the wedding ceremony--they had someone do mom's hair and makeup for her, brought flowers into the room, had a wedding CD to play in her room and supplied us with cake. We were able to have someone within the family perform the service and video-taped and took pictures. Mike and Terri have a DVD of the special ceremony and will play that at their reception in October, along with a slide show of the photos taken. 5月15日 Farewell MyaOn Sunday, May 13th, Mya crossed over to the Rainbow Bridge. She was unable to stand up at all, even if we tried to help her. She had been crying very loudly all morning, which is something she rarely did, so I knew she was in an extreme amount of pain. The emergency vet said she wasn't responding to the battery of mental tests they performed on her and there really wasn't anything they would be able to do for her, so we had to put her down.
Goodbye Mya-maroni (aka Punkin)...we'll miss you. 5月6日 Continued from last time...I had a busy week and wasn't able to get back to my blog right away, so sorry for the wait! Anyways, back to last week's Saturday night....
I got outside and the cop tells me he is here because my car was damaged. Remembering the white car with the blue stripe that was in front of the house, I immediately thought they were probably the ones that did it. So I started explaining the car to the officer. He says, "No, that white car that you saw and the person you saw walking towards the window was me." I told him, no--there was another car here. He again says, "No, you saw me and you saw my squad car (which just happened to also be white). The pounding you heard was me pounding on the windows." Again, I told him NO, there was a different white car here and he again tells me I saw HIS car. He tells me that he came here after the 2nd 911 call. I told him I only made one 911 call and he tells me, "No, you made two calls to 911." I told him, no--I only made one. He again tells me, "No, you made two. There were two 911 calls from here." Again, I tell him, no--I only called 911 once. I seriously think that he thought I must have just escaped from the loony bin and was crazy. And I was getting completely pissed off and frustrated--I never in my life wanted to hit someone as much as I wanted to right then. After going back and forth for awhile, he dials the 911 dispatcher and asks how many 911 calls were placed from our house. "One" she tells him. He gets off the phone, looks at me and says, "You were right--you only made one 911 call." NO SHIT! "I TOLD you that" was my reply. So then he shows me the damage to the car. It was actually Mike's car--the passenger side front window was smashed in. He wanted to know whose car it was. I told him it was my husband's car. Then he asked if anything was missing. I have no idea what exactly Mike has in the vehicle, so I told him I wouldn't know if anything was missing or not. So he wants to know where my husband is. I told him at the bars downtown and I offered to call him. The officer said yes, so I called Mike and told him to come home because his car had been broken into. While we were waiting for Mike, I again tried to describe the other white car that I saw, to which his reply again was that it was his car and himself that I saw. He did not believe me at all that there was another car. Mike shows up, checks the car and said nothing was missing and told the officer that the car has an alarm on it. The cop figured that once the window was broke, the alarm went off and scared the person away before they had the chance to steal anything. Mike signed the report and went back to the bar (the neighbor was waiting for him at the bar).
Here is what actually happened----the first white car that I saw (the one with the blue stripe) was driving by our house, saw the damage to Mike's car and was walking towards our window to let us know that our vehicle had a broken window. He wasn't able to tel us, so he called 911 (the FIRST 911 call). The cop came over and when I looked out the window the second time and saw a white car again, it was actually the cop car. (I just remembered seeing a white car and didn't get that close of a look at it before I ran upstairs and called 911). The flashlights I saw and the pounding I heard were in fact the cop. So, the cop was actually at our house as I was dialing 911. What I would like to know is WHY would the cop start flashing his flashlight in our windows and pound on our windows? Why wouldn't he just RING THE DOORBELL?!?!?!?!?!?
Now to back up for a second--after Mike went back to the bar, the driver in the white car with the blue stripe (the first 911 caller) called back in and the call was put through to the cop. So I am standing next to the cop as he is talking to this guy. "By the way, what color car do you drive?" he asks the guy. "It's white with a blue stripe." When the cop got off the phone, he looks at me and says, "There was another car." No shit, Sherlock. "I TOLD you that" was once again my reply. At least he made me forget how freaked out I was--he just replaced that emotion with extreme anger. Actually, I don't know which was worse! I will definitely think twice the next time I feel like I need to call 911.
In the next couple of days, both in the newspapers and on the news, there was a story about how over 30 windows of cars, houses and businesses had been broken the same night as ours. Apparently, someone was driving around our city and either throwing rocks or using an air-powered pellet gun to shoot out windows. They haven't caught the person that did it yet--all they have is a description of the vehicle, but no license plate. And their little joy-ride cost us $250 to replace our window. If our driveway hadn't just been paved, our cars would have been in the garage. But we were unable to use the driveway, so had been forced to park both our cars on the street.
PLUS, when I came back inside that night, Frankenfish was over. F*CKKKKKKKK--I MISSED THE ENDING! 4月29日 Last nightLast night I was watching a movie that from the title, I just couldn't pass up. "Frankenfish." It was about 1:00 am and Mike was at the bars downtown with the neighbor (the GOOD neighbor). I heard a somewhat louder car outside that I could tell didn't drive past the house, but instead was just sitting there. After it remained there for awhile, I peeked outside and see a white sports car with a blue stripe down the hood, roof & trunk. Sitting right in front of our house. Then the car backs up and sits in front of the neighbor's house for a few minutes. Then pulls forward again and sits in front of our house. I was a little concerned--were they looking for someone? Were they scouting houses to rob? Were they just lost? I kept watching from the window and the driver gets out of the car, and heads directly towards the window I was watching from. I thought maybe they did something illegal and saw me watching them. Either that, or they were going to break into our house. It was 1 am, dark outside, I'm home alone. I ran from the window to go upstairs and watch from a dark room up there. I couldn't see where he was, but the car was still there, so I sat quiet, watched and listened. After awhile, I see the guy get back into his car and drive away. Whew!! I plopped back on the couch to continue the fascinating saga of Frankenfish. About 5 minutes later, I hear a louder car again sitting outside the house. I peak out the window, see a white car sitting there again and I FREAKED! They were back! I ran upstairs, grabbed my cell phone out of my pocket and called 911. As I'm on the phone with 911, I can see a flashlight being pointed into the windows of our house. Then I hear a thumping noise on one of the downstairs windows. OK--I am totally petrified at this point. I was still talking to the 911 dispatcher, explaining the car I saw, the flashlights and noises. She was sending someone over right away. I totally froze--I didn't think to go into my bedroom that has a deadbolt on the door, I didn't think to grab the 10 inch knife in our bedroom. I just sat there, hoping the cops would get here before something happened to me. The 911 dispatcher put me on hold to find out where the officer she sent was. I sat there, on hold forever (at least it seemed like) and continue to see flashlights outside. I walk back to the front bedroom window--the only place I was able to see the car from. And this time, I see a cop car. Just as I noticed the cop car, the 911 lady comes back and tells me the flashlights I saw and pounding noise I heard was the officer. By now, I am shaking, crying & can hardly talk. I head downstairs and go outside where the cop is sitting in his car.
To be continued tomorrow.... 4月23日 Thanks, A!This is a really cool MS Postcard Blog site:
So many people going through the same ordeals and having the same thoughts as me. I still consider myself pretty lucky as far as my MS goes, but just cuz it's not real active now doesn't mean it won't be in the near or far future. It's something that always in the back of everyone who has MS's minds and never goes away, even if they don't let on. Only the people that have MS can understand.... 4月14日 Thunder-struck!I always hear people say that parents can't play favorites with their kids. With that in mind, I thought I better tell our other dog's story.
A little background first...here's the order of our doggie past:
We adopted Juneau (Husky #1) in July 1992 and had to put her to sleep in Nov. 2001.
We adopted Bandit (Husky #2) in May 1995 and had to put him to sleep in Sept. 2002.
We adopted Mya (Husky #3) in Dec. 2001.
We adopted Thunder (Husky #4) in May 2003.
You put all that together and for the most part, we have always had 2 dogs at the same time. After we had to put our 2nd husky to sleep, we decided that once our 3rd husky was gone, we wouldn't get any more dogs. And we stuck to that for 8 months. Then on a total whim, we decided to stop at the humane society to play with the dogs. And there, in one of the cages, was a husky. Mike immediately bonded with him. They took him out of the cage so we could take a him on a walk. We took him outside and he laid down and rolled over so we could scratch his belly. And there it was--an ENORMOUS tumor on the outside of his skin on the inside of one of his legs. It was about the size of a grapefruit. We asked the staff about it and they said the tumor was being removed in a few days and they didn't know if it was cancerous or not. When we took him back inside, he didn't want to go back into his cage. Instead, he tried climbing into our laps as we were bending down petting him. And with that move, he sealed his deal. Sneaky little shit! We adopted him.
They kept him until his surgery and recovery were done, then we picked him up. The vet that did the surgery called me to tell me his tumor was indeed cancer. "Neural-fibro sarcoma"--a low grade tumor that is locally aggressive. We were told that we should keep an eye on his leg because it would probably come back. So far, (knock on wood) it hasn't returned. Thunder has only had one other medical issue. Last November, his eye looked goofy. His third eyelid was half-way up his eye, the pupil wasn't dialating like it should and his eye looked sunken in. The vet did some tests and told us Thunder has Horner's syndrome--a disease of the nervous system. There's nothing they can do for him. His eye may or may not get back to normal. And if it does go back to normal, it might happen again. After a few months, his eye did return to (almost) normal.
Our next biggest challenge with Thunder will be to teach him to stay off the couch. After we adopted Thunder, Mike taught him to jump up on the couch. NONE of our dogs were ever allowed on the couch! But now Thunder considers the couch his. He lays on it when we watch TV. He lays on it while we're at work. He sleeps on it at night. However, we just purchased a brand new couch that gets delivered in a week and a half. Both Mike and I agreed that Thunder will not be allowed on the new couch. Getting Thunder to agree is going to be a different story... 3月7日 Ever wonder where you REALLY came from?The National Geographic and IBM partnered together for the Genographic Project. They can track the origin and route that inhabitants used for migration over the last few thousands of years just by looking at DNA.
You can have your own descendents tracked back by sending in a sample of your own DNA. For females, they can only track maternal history and for males, they can only track paternal history. So, if you're a female and want to know about your dad's family's route, you're outta luck unless you can talk your father, a brother or uncle into giving you some DNA to send in.
You can get more information on the entire project here: https://www3.nationalgeographic.com/genographic/index.html . Use the Buy the Participation Kit link if you are interested in receiving your own history.
3月5日 Ima BoobieOMG--I totally forgot about our nephew's graduation from MSOE!!!!
JASON---SOOOOOOO SORRY! We thought about you that day but couldn't make it cuz Mike had to teach, but I meant to mail a card out so you'd have it that weekend!!
It's on the way.....
CONGRATULATIONS!!!!
That's a big accomplishment--you should be very proud!!!! 2月27日 Mya's storyMya is our female husky. We adopted her from a Siberian Husky rescue group in Illinois in 2001. When we adopted her, she had something weird on the pads of one of her feet. We took her to the vet, who did months & months of testing and couldn't figure out what it was. She also had a tumor on her eyelid, so into surgery she went to have it removed.
We then ended up taking her to a vet closer to home (the first vet was about a 40 mile drive) to figure out the foot mystery. The new vet did a bunch more tests. They also couldn't figure it out, so they referred us to the animal hospital that had canine specialists for just about everything. After one round of testing, they figured out what it was: blastomycosis--a fungal organism that causes a mold infection. The mold occurs in sandy, acid soils near river valleys or other waterways. Endemic in Ohio, Mississippi, and St. Lawrence river valleys, the Great lakes region, and along the eastern seaboard, veterinarians report blastomycosis more frequently in the fall. The vet wanted to know how long she had the stuff on her foot. Between when we first got her and someone finally figured out what it was, it had been 1 1/2 years. He told me Mya should have been dead. Apparently, once the moldy stuff gets into your body, it works it's way to your heart and other organs. He said she was extremely lucky to still be alive!
What did we have to do to get rid of it? Oral antifungal meds. At $5 a pill. Twice a day. For several months. Yikes! My older brother Dennis got me a bunch of samples, then I found a place in Thailand that sold the pills for $2/pill. Four months later (and several dollars out of our pocket!), her mold problem was gone.
Less than a year later, the tumor on her eyelid returned. The vet said that every time she blinked, the tumor was scratching her eyeball. So, she went in for another eye surgery to remove the second eyelid tumor. This time, they cut a little bit past the tumor to make sure they got it all.
Ten months later, she developed mammary gland tumors that were excreting blood and she was biting at them. Another surgery for Mya to remove multiple mammary gland tumors. Plus, the eye tumor had returned AGAIN, so they took that out too. This time, they cut a lot of her eyelid out with hopes it wouldn't return. Her eyelids do not close tightly to this day, but the tumor didn't come back (I am knocking on wood!).
Seven months later, she developed a bladder infection. Antibiotics took care of that.
One year later, a mammary gland tumor returned. The vet stuck a long needle in her and drew some of it out. It came back from the lab as epthoneoplasm, most likely benign. We just needed to keep an eye on it.
Four months later, her toes on one foot got really swollen. She had some sort of infection under her toenails. Again, antibiotics plus a steroid spray for her foot.
Now, three months later, that brings us to present day. She was having a hard time getting up and yipe-ing when she went up or down steps. Plus her eye had some green goo coming out of it. So we took her to the vet. They took x-rays of her back. When I went back in to get the results, the doctor said her hips were absolutely fine. However, all of the vertebrae in her back except 2 were fused together. Her spine was like one long bone. Non-flexible. That was why she was having a hard time getting around. He said Mya's back was the worst back he had ever seen. He had seen the vertebrae-fusing thing before and said it is not uncommon, but that it usually only involves a couple of vertebrae, not the entire back. He also showed me some other interesting things on her x-rays. She had not one, but two microchips in her. I knew about one--the adoption place told me they put one in. They had also told me when we got her that she had been picked up as a stray. She had been hanging around a construction site for months before they picked her up. My question is, why didn't they track down her first owner with the first microchip? Why would they put a second one in if she already had one? Obviously the first microchip didn't work. So, what is the sense of even getting one if they don't work?
The vet also pointed out another foreign object in Mya. A bullet from a pellet gun. Someone at some point in her life, had shot her!
She also has an eye infection. The vet said it was most likely because her eyelids don't close tight and that she would be prone to eye infections easily. Some eyedrops will clear it up in 2 weeks. Plus, she is now and will forever be on pain killers for her back.
Mya now gets extra attention & lots of treats. She deserves it--she has had a very rough life! 2月23日 Impatient!Wanna check the status of your tax refund? You can check it online, on secured sites.
For Federal, go to the IRS site at https://sa2.www4.irs.gov/irfof/lang/en/irfofgetstatus.jsp
For State (Wisconsin only), go to Wisconsin Dept of Revenue site at https://prd2p.it.state.wi.us/dor/faqs/inquiry2.html
Don't wanna use the internet? You can also call:
IRS: 1-800-829-1040
State of Wisconsin Dept of Revenue: (866) WIS-RFND (947-7363)
You will need your social security number, filing status and refund amount, so have those handy. Then, get ready to spend!! 2月21日 Gettin' motivatedYesterday, my employer had an "all-employee" meeting. Half the company was bussed to a local high school to use their auditorium in the morning, the rest went in the afternoon. After listening to some of the higher-ups, we had a guest speaker, Vince Poscente. Great, great speaker! He told his amazing story of how he became an olympic speed skier, starting from scratch. He also wrote a book. Check out his website and if you ever get the opportunity to hear him speak--DO NOT PASS IT UP!!! 2月20日 And the results are...I took the Napolean quiz yesterday to see which character I was. There are 10 possible results. Me? I was the only inanimate object on the list.
I'M A TATOR TOT!!!!!???????!!!!!!!! 2月19日 Are you gonna eat your tots?One of those useless but amuzing quizzes:
(I'll post my results tomorrow--it's too embarrassing to even fathom right now.) |
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