I was determined to get into my comfy chair. Ok getting in isn’t the problem, it’s getting out. The chair is not only low but mushy. I don’t have anything very solid to push myself up to a standing position. I tried to angle the wheelchair in front of me, using the chair’s arms. Unfortunately, that didn’t help either. The end result was being lifted up by both my physical therapist and the aide. I was discouraged. Getting into, excuse…
Another week, another month. I can’t believe it is May already. I feel like I missed something, like two months. It’s a bizarre feeling, 4 months went by and I did nothing, but they flew. I have been in bed for 4 months!!!! When I wasn’t physically sick, I had some dark days mentally. It was very easy to to give up. It still is. In a conversation I had with both my daughter and my life coach, I make…
Inconclusive. My bladder test was inconclusive. They said that the sample contained bacteria in their that couldn’t have come from the urine alone. I was thrilled I got urine in the cup. That was a challenge in itself for someone with multiple sclerosis and bladder issues. I even was able to use the little handy wipe they give you before you give the sample. I was so proud of myself that day. So much for that gold star. Thank goodness…
I realize some thing yesterday, my post was pretty negative. I mean just filled with complaints about needing appreciation for doing something for somebody else. A complete opposite from my spiritual practice and what that teaches. It is certainly not about a thank you or someone else’s debt they owe you. You offer help because you can help. Help comes in a lot of different forms not always monetarily. When I realize this last night I was somewhat taken aback….
I was talking to my little sister yesterday and we were discussing basically that life is hard. She’s definitely been thrown a couple curve balls lately and she’s emotionally exhausted. Like so many of us she’s looking at pictures of other people on Facebook and thinking how much easier they seem to have it.  she really knows that a picture doesn’t tell the whole story, but it’s very difficult to not compare. She even feels guilty complaining to me…
With so many parents being the teachers now, I think many parents are forced to learn again. Learning math, English, science and social studies but most of all learning how hard it is to be a teacher. Many parents will have a new found appreciation for the people that teach their children when schools reopen, as they should. I’ve listen to my aid spend hours helping her son with his work. A sweet kid but he’s 7 and is easily…
I got sleep last night, very much needed. I wish I could stop feeling so tired. I had a really nice day yesterday because my little sister was in from California and spent the afternoon with me. She’s so beautiful inside and out and spending time with her just makes me so happy. I love how we could talk about everything and anything and conversation just flows. Coming off of my upsetting night with my daughter How you perceive your…
The phone rang at 2:00 am this morning. My phone announces the caller and when it said it said Mikayla, my daughter, my heart stopped. I couldn’t reach my house phone from my bed but I had my cell near and quickly called her. A girl hysterically crying answered the phone, my daughter was not physically hurt but mentally a mess. She’s been having issues with two different groups of friends at school completely unrelated to each other. One set…
I spent many years in denial. I would pretend it was all good until I had a relapse, well at least that’s how I appeared to the outside world. Those closest to me knew me better. They were witnesses to the tears from the shots or those horrible flu-like symptoms I suffered for the first 12 years of my illness. Those shots were a constant reminder to me that I was sick. I was terrified of needles yet I learned…
I had another week where I gained weight on weight watchers for no reason. I was very upset and angry and so I cheated. A lovely cycle. Feeling even worse now I started on a dark path of negative thoughts. I started to google the various surgeries that are out there for overweight people. I even filled out one of the doctors forms for more information. I was turned down because my BMI is too low. I started searching medication…
