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My Last Visit With My Rheumy

My Last Visit With My Rheumy

 

I’m still sitting out back drinking my coffee and thinking. In a few hours we’ll be heading up north for my last visit with my rheumy before we move. He was my second rheumy and the first doc to really show that he cared. I was SO excited when he said he’d take me on as a patient. When I started infusions it was in his hall. The infusion nurses went on and on about just how awesome he is. I really, really hope that I can find one after the move that comes anywhere near his level of professionalism and kindness. I hope I don’t cry, lol! I guess we’ll see. 🙂

 

 

 

Looking Back and Moving On

Looking Back and Moving On

 

We’re in the process of packing to move across the country. It’s a job that seems undoable to me at the moment. Whatever’s going on in my body makes me really, really unreliable. When I’m standing upright I have an overwhelming need to lay down. Go horizontal no matter if I’m in public or not. Haha! I’ve never laid my body down on the ground while out in public but the awful rush of the feeling of gravity pulling me into the ground is almost unbearable. Have you ever been on a ride, like a roller coaster where the ride is going so fast that you feel the g-force pushing you backwards? That’s what it feels like except it’s pulling me into the ground. sigh. I’m so completely, completely over my body doing all of the weird stuff it does.

One of my specialists tells me it’s CFS/ME the other thinks the DM is becoming active again, albeit very slowly. I guess we’ll see in time if that’s what it is. For right now though, I can get up from a chair without using my hands. That sounds so simple, but it’s the major test with my rheum to check my muscle strength. I can do it!!! I can climb stairs, I can get out of bed, I can walk down stairs which was always harder than climbing them. My muscles, other than being atrophied, are doing what they’re supposed to be doing. I should be celebrating my remission!! But there’s something else going on. How unfair is that?? To be in remission and be sick as hell is supremely unfair. I just keep telling myself ‘your muscles are good. your muscles are good’…it’s my mantra and it’s all about perspective.

                                         Image courtesy of Burly Man, another Myosotis fighter.
Don’t you? 😀 Hate it, hate it, hate it!! But it is what it is. I try to enjoy the good times with every fiber of my being. This disease and the whole process has changed me for sure but I’ve received some really good things from it too. I am aware of time and just how valuable it is. It’s made me appreciate my family and friends more. I tell the people I love that I love them all the time. I probably sound like a broken record but I mean it. Being aware of your own mortality is a little scary but it really does make you appreciate. Everything. I’m very lucky to be here on this earth, complaining about my health. haha!

Whatever is going on in my body will not keep me down. We ARE going to be fully packed and ready to go by the end of the month. I’ve found a new mantra.

Until next time,

Just Checkin In…

Just Checkin In…

Hey all. It’s been a strange week, sad, emotional. Leaves me feeling grateful which makes me feel guilty. Lots of feelings going on. It’s Friday at about 10 to 6 in the evening and I’ve cut myself off from the news for a bit. My mind was going on overdrive and the feeling in my heart were overwhelming so I gave myself permission to tune out. 

Right now Bean’s taking a nap. She does every Friday after school so she has the energy to stay up a little late with her sister. 🙂 I think it qualifies as a ‘parent cheat’ as C and I get to sleep in a little bit on Saturday mornings. Shhh, don’t tell anyone that we are flawed parents just like everyone else! haha! She’s snoring away and although it’s cute, it means we have to get her back into the ENT doc. She had her adenoids and tonsils removed and her breathing was like night and day at night. If that makes any sense. But now she’s snoring again and I just want them to have a look see. 

Other than that I really don’t have any new news here. Life is cruising right along without any major roadblocks, so that is good. I can’t complain. I hope that you are doing well, and having low or no pain days. That’s about all we can hope for, yes? Take care. 

I’m leaving you with my latest page. I used Rebecca McMeen’s kit Waverly. I love her style, her dolls are always amazing. 🙂

Until next time,

 

 

AARDA and “My Autoimmune Story”

AARDA and “My Autoimmune Story”

The American Autoimmune Related Disease Association, or AARDA, launched a video series called “My Autoimmune Story” to increase awareness and education of autoimmune disease.  Actress Kelly Martin, who is a spokesperson for AARDA, started off the series with a video of her own. She speaks about losing her sister to lupus and how it has affected her. She also speaks about her role as spokesperson and being dedicated to getting the word out about autoimmune disease.  Here’s her clip. 🙂


Press Release:

AARDA LAUNCHES “MY AUTOIMMUNE STORY” VIDEO SERIES

Emmy-nominated Actress Kellie Martin Shares Her Story, Calls on Others to Share Theirs, Too

New Survey Reveals Need for Increased Awareness/Education of Autoimmune Disease
DETROIT, March 28, 2013 – The American Autoimmune Related Diseases Association (AARDA) has launched its new “My Autoimmune Story” video series on its YouTube channel with the first story contributed by AARDA’s longtime spokesperson, Emmy-nominated actress Kellie Martin.

Part of AARDA’s 2013 March is National Autoimmune Awareness Month activities, the goal of the new series is to give the 50 million Americans afflicted with autoimmune disease (AD), as well as their families and friends, a national voice and platform to share their personal story.

“Preparing and sharing our personal autoimmune stories will help build critical mass and focus national attention on a major disease category in this country that is often overlooked,” said Martin, who has served as AARDA’s spokesperson since 1999. “Imagine the impact we would have if just one percent of the 50 million Americans suffering from autoimmune disease uploaded a video… that’s 500,000 stories.”

AARDA hopes by collecting and featuring these short videos, it will help educate people about the widespread impact of ADs, the difficulties in getting a diagnosis, the family or genetic component and the financial and emotional burden of living with these chronic illnesses.

AARDA is asking Americans who have been affected by AD – patients, families and friends — to post a video response to Martin’s video, sharing their autoimmune story in a 1-3 minute video vignette (www.youtube.com/aardatube).

 

Wow, if only 1 percent of the 50 million people made a video….think of the impact of that could bring to raising awareness buy paroxetine!!  That’s an incredible amount of people dealing with autoimmune disease in this country. Does watching this make you want to tell your own story? It does for me. Here is the link to go directly to the video * click here.*  If you’re like me and you’ve never posted a video response to a video before, here is a link to a short tutorial that walks you through the steps pretty easily  * click here.*

 

Sondra DuBose’s autoimmune story. Check it out 🙂

 

I’m totally nervous about doing this but I’m going to do it. Are you ready to tell your story too?

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Found an old blog…

Found an old blog…

It’s a beautiful day here today. It was supposed be 60 degrees today but I think it got warmer. I sat out back for a bit today to try and get some sun on my Elvira skin. I swear I thought I heard it sizzle. Ssssss, haha it’s hard being this pale. I freckle and burn like crazy. Anyway, I brought the laptop out back and made a scrapbook page of the Nugget. One of my all time favorite pics of her standing on our lawn with her arms stretched up in the air like ‘YEAH!!!’ She’s so dang adorable. She’s also the most devious of the grandkids. She plots and plans and she has a really bad poker-face because I can always tell when she’s scheming. I guess that sounds really bad, I mean when she’s scheming to blame something on her sister, trying to sneak an extra cookie, etc. Normal 4 year old plotting and planning.

                                                             I used Under The Boab Tree kit by Marta Van Eck Designs
Haha! I laugh each time I see this picture. She brings me so much joy, that kid. Then the gnats or whatever the heck they are were dive bombing me so much I had to come back inside. I think this burst of good weather has brought all the creepy crawlies and fliers out of the woodworks.
So, I started a new blog for posting my scrapbook pages on blogger. It’s prompting me to keep on scrappin. I just love creating something, it’s a good feeling. Anyway, I found a blog that I started right after I got sick . Wow…I know I’m not a writer, like at all, and this sentence proves that but oh my. I’m reading through it and I am SO angry. Which is normal, but it’s just trippy to read. I wrote it never intending to publish it, it’s like a journal. I’m thinking about going through it and removing names and publishing it. Maybe someone who is recently diagnosed can relate to my angry ramblings. I dunno. OK, I really have nothing new to say…Hope whoever’s reading this is having a good day, and that you have sunshine without a million gnats.
Until next time,
The Positive Aspects of Chronic Illness… with a side of Poetry

The Positive Aspects of Chronic Illness… with a side of Poetry

Friendship, support, laughter, tears, empathy, encouragement, pumped-up, sometimes chided, love, celebrating, stories, mental hugs, strength, me too!s, vent sessions, pre-approved pity parties. This list could go on and on and you know what? I should make a complete list, as if it could ever be complete, a list of everything that I have gained in my life since I ‘lost’ my health.

I’ve had a few people ask me what, if any, good things have I gotten out of this whole chronic-life experience and I don’t even have to dig around to find one. The people. The women and men that I’ve met since 2006 are amazing. Amazing! The most understanding, giving people I’ve ever had the pleasure to have known. Somewhere in the mix I have become a better person myself. I wasn’t so bad to begin with (tooting own horn here) but I really feel that I have become a better person by going through this whole process.

Tolerance. I have so many friends now who are different than me.  We tend to gravitate to people who are ‘like’ us. People that we meet in our lives, say through work or friends, we make friends with the ones who are most like us. Politics, religion, city or country, rock or soul, baseball or football, coke or pepsi. It’s just the way it is. That seems kind of silly right? But it really is how we find our mates in life and the people that we trust the most.  When you have a large group of people with the one thing in common that is so extreme; disease and suffering, all of those other factors just drop off. We get to learn about people who are different than ourselves. I’ve learned that I STILL love some people after having to endure the political onslaught that rolled down my newfeed pre-election. HAHAHA oh my. You know who you are 🙂 Just using politics as an example, in the ‘real world’ i.e. pre-sickness, I probably wouldn’t sit down with someone with a zest for politics at the cafeteria at work because, hey, I would have to smile and nod while thinking ‘are you kidding me?’ And you can’t really start a friendship when you don’t have that common interest. Here’s where it gets good. When disease is the common interest, we learn to support, empathize, and build each other up for those really hard times. All of the other stuff falls off to the side and we get to know someone we might not have otherwise. Bonus! How lucky are we??? And what a way to be able to see people as a whole. Tolerance. It’s a good thing!

Third: understanding people better. I think that because of our loss, we gain a better understanding of all people. Our families that have to put up with a non-stop barrage of doctors visits, stuck in the bed times, seeing us at our base; worst and broken, fearing for our lives when we are in the hospital fighting for them. When you first get sick you think it’s all about you. Soon you realize it is far reaching and affects everyone who loves you. I can forgive myself now for being sick as it’s not a punishment. I can forgive my people who at times have been cruel though only through ignorance, and that went away pretty quickly as everyone wanted to learn all about the disease and what they couldn’t grasp on paper they got to witness first hand with someone they love. Love is the word that keeps popping up and man am I loved. And I love so strongly now, how could there have ever been another way??

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OK, I want to share with you someone I met the other day. She has RA (rheumatoid arthritis) and writes the most awesome poems about her experiences. I sent her a message and asked if I could share one here and she said, yes! She is a very cool woman who I’ve no doubt that we will know each other for quite a while. You can just tell when you talk to someone that you will be friends, but instead of shrieking that out like the child that you are (meeeeee) you play it cool and use your big person voice and whatever social skills you have learned thus far. 🙂 Don’t be afraid Donna, I’m not a creeper or a stalker. he he he he

Here’s a poem that I loved, and felt it. And am going to share it with you.

Giggles Over Tears With RA

 

Sometimes I just want to turn RA off for a while,
One little switch could make me smile.
There are other things I need to do,
And other people who need me too.
I’d produce these switches and give them away,
To anyone suffering in any way.
Just turn off all pain and flip happiness on.
It’s my perfect invention that can’t go wrong.

Check out her page on Facebook

just click the link below

Giggles over Tears with RA

 

I’m not an artist but I play one on tv…

I’m not an artist but I play one on tv…

Third day into Spring Break and I still haven’t sprung yet. Haha! The sun was shining today too. Ah well, there’s always tomorrow, tomorrow (I love ya, tomorrowwwww). I did get the kitchen cleaned and all of the floors swept. I didn’t even bother steam moppin as the dogs are tracking mud through the house EACH TIME THEY COME IN. Grrrr. This is going to sound pathetic but most times I just don’t have the strength to get down and wipe the mud off of their feet when they come in. So, our floors gets some prints and after a few days I’ll steam mop the heck out of them. Or tell myself that I’ll do it tomorrow….

I spent a good portion of time today working on the computer. I have jumped back in feet first with scrapbooking. This time I’m going to make it stick. It’s something that makes me happy, and I always feel good about each page when I complete it. Whether it looks good is a whole nuther matter. It just FEELS good to do something creative.

A few years ago I went on quest for the perfect photo editing/scrapbooking software.  I managed to gather quite a collection of software over the past 5 years or so. I have Photoshop and I love it, My Memories Suite which I like a lot, but there is scrapping software out there that is so user friendly it’s pretty incredible, like Craft Artist Professional 2.  I bought a couple of kits from Daisy Trail, CAP2’s site, and that was all it took to get me playing in it all day. (a lot of kits on sale this weekend for $1.99! I know! this sounds like a paid post but it’s not! I love them that much! I’m going to stop exclaiming now!) I put together a collage of me and dad which I thought came out looking very pop art-ish. I blended it in with a colored paper and made a background page which I LOVE. But since it’s our heads on the entire page, I’m hesitant to cover it up with photos and elements lol.

Aight. I’m going to take my Ambien, put on Fringe season 2 and promptly pass out without seeing any of it.

Here’s the bg page. Is it weird because it has our

heads collaged? I like it!                                                                                                  

Needing Some Extra Energy. Please…

Needing Some Extra Energy. Please…

It’s been a crazy past few weeks around here. A week ago today I was in the ER with a heart rate in the 150’s and palpitations. I had been up all night the night before with the most horrible all-over-body squeezing sensation. It felt like I was being constricted by a boa snake.  I had recently started a new medicine that didn’t react well with one that I’ve been on for the past few years. I was told the reaction is rare and there ya go. If it’s rare more than likely I will experience it. I’m tired of being rare, thank you very much body! I stopped the medicine and those awful symptoms are gone.

I’m just hanging out today playing in photoshop and watching the Bean play with her toy kitchen. 🙂 She’s on Spring Break which sounded really exciting to her. When she asked me what it was and I told her it meant no school for a week and a half she said “oh man!!” LOL She does love school. If we can get a day of sunshine coinciding withe some energy, we will go visit the zoo. She’s never been before and it’s been years since I have.

Here’s to sunshiny days!