I want to dedicate this blog to a friend that recently passed away. My heart is broken that this girl will no longer be around. Mary is the sister of my ex-boyfriend. Over the twelve years of knowing her, she became a sister to me. Mary was always my dog babysitter anytime I went away. She has been with all my dogs Boomer, Marshmallows, Zoey and Minx. She was just as heartbroken when we lost Boomer, crying on the phone…
I am writing this blog with a very heavy heart. My uncle passed away early Wednesday morning. He was hospitalized a few weeks ago with a pneumonia, UTI and kidney infection. Sound familiar? https://multipleexperiences.org/2022/03/04/multiple-sclerosis-vs-pneumonia/ My uncle also had Parkinson’s disease. MS and Parkinson’s seem to always be grouped together. Why??? MS and Parkinson’s both affect your central nervous system, which includes your brain and spinal cord. That’s why they both can affect how you move, sleep, feel, and talk. These diseases both affect your nerves….
His ashes came separate from his urn. A meltdown. I knew that this error would make the process of getting his ashes emotionally more difficult. I was correct. Years ago, when I lost Boomer, I never saw his ashes. https://multipleexperiences.org/2017/01/04/boomer-came-home/. The urn was closed and I still have no idea how to even open the box. I didn’t know what to expect. It wasn’t ashes. It was like gravel and small rock like pebbles.  Jusr holding that in my…
I wrote a blog couple weeks ago titled am I depressed? https://multipleexperiences.org/2017/05/16/am-i-depressed/. I agree with everything I wrote, but when I saw my neurologist the other day, we decided to put Prozac back in my medicine mix. Where I don’t think I’m depressed, what isn’t fully in control, is my emotions. I cry over everything. I’ve written blogs about this too. I cry over happy things and sad things, it makes no difference. According to webmd: http://www.webmd.com/multiple-sclerosis/guide/ms-depression#1 The Link Between MS and…
Yesterday was a little better than the day before. Today my heart just feels very heavy. My sister said something to me when she first heard that was very profound and meant the most to me, “you connect with the souls of animals. The friendship and companionship you find in them is as deep as some of my human friends.” I never had many friends but I’ve had many pets. I’ve had rabbits, 6 cats and 3 dogs. I would…
I’m going out for the first time today since it happened. Unfortunately I still have multiple sclerosis to deal with and I have doctor appointments and physical therapy. I prefer the solace of my home. It is my comfort zone not only because of my MS but also for the memory and sadness of Boomer. I’ve been sleeping which is a good thing although I hate walking into my room. I hate knowing he isn’t coming into the bed to…
The outpouring of love and support has been so kind. Everyone who has ever owned and loved a pet understands the pain of losing one. Anyone that knows me, knows what Boomer meant to me. He was MY first dog. My dad had dogs when I was little but I didn’t live with my dad. I didn’t grow up with dogs in my day to day life. Boomer came right before my divorce started. We picked him up in April,…
I made made the smart decision in my sad state yesterday to see if my life coach was available, luckily she was. She reminded me of something Kris Carr says about life having seasons. I am in a winter season right now. I’ve planted my seeds, but it’s still to cold for them to grow. I need to have faith that they are planted and that my warmer season will come and my seeds will bloom. I’m in the nestling…
yesterday was a bad multiple sclerosis day. I know those happen too. After my rant I posted, I fell. I’m very grateful I didn’t hurt myself but I’m more grateful that the glass vase that broke wasn’t one of the ones my mom painted. I did break a vase and knocked over a vase that held all the fresh lavender I had still from my sister’s wedding 7 years ago. The little pieces of lavender ended up all over me…
Strange thing is been happening of the last couple of months, I cry at so many things. It started probably around the Olympics and I noticed that anytime someone would win a medal and they’d hug their coach or their parents for their teammates, I’d be so happy I’d cry with them. OK maybe I should just clarify, I don’t cry I tear up. Sometimes just a tear or a couple of tears down the cheek for little bit, I…
