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Inside My Own Little WorldWork hard, play hard! 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.
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