Hello, Hi, it's me again the rambling Ryan, attempting to blog. So this particular blog I started on Friday Feb. 5th. Well a lot can happen in 6 days... One day short of a week!
So here is the beginning of "that other post":
Make lemonade! It's Friday, another week of lemons so how to make some lemonade?
So what kind of lemons have been tossed my way this last week, bronchitis. Yay! :|
It started with my daughter, last week she had sinus stuff, then it moved down to her lungs, then came the gunk. On Monday, she toughed it out at school and poor girl just had a really bad day. I will let her share that story, if she chooses. Let's just say she really needed her mom when she got home. :(
Well I have something to say to that post, "It's my Birthday Today!!" Lets have some cake, cheesecake for me thanks! Forget about the lemons, diets, healthy eating!
C'mon people I am sick at home let me enjoy the little things, like mmm coffee and cheesecake. Now I just have to figure out how I am going to get the cheesecake from the store to my house when my leg has decided to act up on me today. =/
I will think of something no worries, I will have my cheesecake today! =) ;)
Have I said how much I love cheese cake? I only really have it once a year! Sometimes I get surprised at potlucks, but usually it is gone before I make my way to the dessert table and then if not well I don't want to be greedy. I just take little "samples" of my favorites and usually wrap them up and save them for home. I really can't do sweets like I use to, "Oi! My Fibromyalgia!" (Yes, that is what happens when I eat the "wrong" kind of food). Inflammation! Ouch!
(We won't even get into the "diet" part of not doing to much sweets! I'll save that for another ramble. Does this blog make me look a little big?) :P
So a quick look at the past two weeks. Last week my daughter had bronchitis, then this week I have bronchitis, plus my gimpy leg. I just got my Z-pack of antibiotics yesterday. So here is hoping in 3 more days I will be feeling much, much better. My leg overall has been doing much better since the ER trip, until yesterday...
Again no clue to what I did, but about an hour before my first appointment of the day, intense pain again (the kind that sent me to the ER last time). =(
So I made sure I took all my medication for it, massaged, iced, etc. Then had to take an extra bit of ibuprofen, it did help a little bit. Enough so I was able to make my appointment on time. Yay!
An hour later when it was time for me to go, my leg was sore and stiff but okay. That is until I was making my way to my car. Not a far walk, I was lucky and got a good spot close to the front door. Still that sharp pain starts at the sciatica, that just webs down the leg, jabs the knee and then webs down again. :|
It was too early for my Gabapentin; (the stuff for the nerve pain that also helps w/the Fibromylagia); I was also really hungry, I had an hour before my Dr.'s appointment. The thought of trying to climb up the steps to my apartment and make myself something was just too much at the time. Nope, nope, and a big nope!
Then I thought hmm maybe a drive-thru, I would not have to walk up any stairs, could stay in my car... well then reason kicked in, nope that would just make it worse, (hello, Fibromyalgia!). "Ain't nobody got time for dat!"
So I went to Safeway, had to get out of my car and well just, "walk it off," (ouch ooch eech). Thank you Jesus I did not have to walk far! They have a nice deli, got myself some nice chunky chicken noodle soup (good for colds), a small turkey & colby jack cheese sandwich, and a broccoli salad. *cheers* Much better, (health, cost, & taste wise), then that drive-thru! =)
By this time my leg was not as bad, the pain had eased down enough, so I did finally stop off at my apartment (I had left my Gabapentin there) :|
Anyhoo, I got my medicine, made my way to the doctors, had time to finish my lunch and take the medicine all in the comfort of my car listening to some music. The timing was great, by the time I was done with my soup and had half my sandwich, it was time for me to go in.
Now here comes the news that maybe some of you have been waiting for, the MRI results from Sat. the 6th. (Maybe I will tell that story in a different blog, this one is already a bit of a ramble already.)
Okay, (cue in the drum roll).... Yes Happy Birthday Ryan you do have a pinched nerve!
And that is not all, you also have!
"Multilevel degenerative disc disease and facet arthropathy in lower lumbar spine..." (That last part "facet arthropathy" is arthritis, phew I already knew that part.)
Congratulations! You have three choices for your prize:
1)Physical Therapy 2-3x a week
2) Steroid Nerve Injection (did I mention how much I hate needles? nope, nope, not happening, plz noooo!)
3) See a Spine Surgeon and see if surgery may help (okay, that sounds even scarier than the needles!)
;-; (those are tears for those of you not familiar with the world of emoji's).
I picked option number 1, it is going to be a pain (literally!) I have done it before and I know it can help. Granted, I have never had a pinched nerve, but the Dr. said that sometimes these things resolve themselves esp. with the help of Physical therapy.
I would consider a chiropractor but that is not covered by medicaid, (thanks again insurance!).
Medicaid seems to be allergic to "alternative", "natural" methods of medicine, (that well have been around waaay longer than western meds), and just push the band-aid remedies of pharmaceuticals and perhaps unnecessary surgical procedures. (yup that just might be a whole other blog gripe!)
Please do not get me wrong, I am so very thankful to Jesus for the insurance I do have and I know God has his hand on me! It is just the little politics of some things that get me peeved; esp. when there are alternate ways that are not only more cost effective but have a better track record to health and recovery!
Okay, enough of this, It's my Birthday!! I may not be able to do much but, I will make the best of today, enjoy some cheesecake, and well wait till I am better and maybe go out with some friends for a nice, lunch/coffee/dinner, who knows. =)
Oh, an FYI, there will be no drinking of alcoholic beverages, I don't drink anymore, except maybe once or twice a year, if that, and I leave it to under 2 drinks tops, just had to mention that here to help clarify, "go out with friends." ;)
So long farewell, Auf Wiedersehen, adieu, to you and you and you...
Hope you have a wonderful week until next time!
~Ryan (RMM) ;)
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Thursday, February 11, 2016
Wednesday, January 27, 2016
ER's and Earthquakes.... Oh My!
Hello again! I really had good intentions of writing a blog last week, I even started one. I had a title, "When life throws you lemons...", and I even had at least one to three sentences done. Knowing me though, it was more likely one really long run on sentence. I am horrible with those. =/
Okay now before I get myself side tracked, let me try to relay the events of last week in a nutshell. Did you read the title of this blog post? Okay then, that is last week in a nutshell. :| Wow! I feel so much better finally getting that done and off my chest! =)
Okay, okay.. I am just kidding, I actually feel awful, well not as awful as I did last week, but still in a good amount of pain, which is still awful. Who likes pain? (Please do not answer that, because I really do not want to know :P, rhetorical question people, rhetorical).
Anyhow back to my story...
Last Monday started off with a bang! (Not really that just sounded good.)
In reality, Monday started off good; it was a busy morning; an appointment, errands, shopping and teens to entertain. In other words a typical MLK Day (no school) for the teens, more work for the mother. I can't remember if I mentioned that I was a mom, well if not, the cat is out of the bag now. Yes I am a proud mother, to one beautiful, bright, intelligent, and talented, humorist, and full of sass, but genuinely a good heart & soul, teenage girl. Congratulations! (That wasn't laid out too thick was it? Proud mama here.) You will be hearing, I mean reading, a lot more about my daughter in the future. She is after all one of the major epicenters of my world.
Now not to get off tangent...
What happened next, I am really not sure about? It was now Monday evening, I finally had some quiet time to myself that late afternoon, so I took the opportunity to play some minecraft and read my book. Sounds relaxing right? No bounding off tall buildings and saving the world, the alter ego of all moms across the globe, amen, or is that just me?
When my daughter got back home from spending time with our close friends, (they are really more like family to us), I was extremely eager to hear all about her first "driving" lesson and was very grateful she also had dinner and even brought some home for me, (yay! no cooking that night!) That was very sweet of my good friends, to take her driving, then feed her, and send extra my way, but hey that's what good friends and family are for, am I right?
Everything thing appeared to be going good, a productive morning, relaxing afternoon, and enjoyable evening listening to my daughter's story while I ate my delicious dinner, then I had to stand up to go rinse my dish and fork. Not an Olympic sport, not for one dish and a fork at least, and that is when I felt the most intensely sharp pain in my sciatica and left hip, shooting all the way down my outer thigh, throbbing my knee cap, continuing on down my calf to torture my outer side of my foot and then shoot across the bottom to end at my big toe. Ouch!
Let’s just say, that dish and fork did not get rinsed and I was pretty much retired for the rest of the evening.
Fast forward to Thursday. By now the pain had not gone away, in fact it was getting worse, much, much, more worse. Even after all the regular attempts of easing and relieving the pain that normally would work. My leg was now going on bouts of spasms, it was like each and every individual muscle, on my left side from my hip all the way down to my toes, were taking turns at, "getting jiggy wit it," even my left butt cheek was trying to twerk, and I despise twerking with a passion!
On top of this, my leg was very weak and my knee almost buckled on several occasions, which would have caused a not very pleasant fall to the floor. Through all of this, my daughter had been home with me, sick with a cold. She would look upon me with sad eyes full of pity and kept telling me how sad I looked. Especially when I would crawl, like to the bathroom, because it just hurt too much to walk. She really was trying not to laugh at me, but I was even laughing at myself. I am sure the whole thing was hilarious to watch, my waddle of a walk on a gimpy leg, when I could manage to walk, saying things like, ouch, ooch, yabba dabba doo, wow this really hurts, erm mah gawsh, and even using lamaze breathing, and so forth. We are a family that really tries not to swear at all, and believe me, if it weren't for the Holy Ghost, I am sure I would have utilized my entire explicit vocabulary and then some. That is how much it hurt.
My daughter finally talked me into calling the Dr.'s office, where upon I did get to speak with a nurse who told me if I could not make it to the office before closing that day to go to the ER. I of course was unable to drive myself anywhere and began making calls to some of my friends in town to see who was available for a ride. Thankfully one of my good friends was able to drive me to the ER that evening and she was even able to help me the next day with some errands I needed to get done. =)
After a few hours in the waiting room, I was finally able to get seen. I was put into a "shared" room, (with curtains as the only divider for the rest of the ER). I had to change into one of those fashionable backless robes and then get hooked up to some machines, which is the standard procedure, still grimacing in pain because of course I had to wait to see a Dr. before I could take anything.
Again we had to wait, for close up to another hour or so before the ER Dr. was able to see me. My daughter was with me and was such a trooper putting up with my bad puns and jokes, while I was all snug in the hospital bed, still hooked up to a machine that kept beeping, and squeezing my arm, (really it sounded like it was sending messages in morse code.) :|
Finally the Dr. came, he poked and prodded; had me stand and checked all my reflexes; he was friendly and efficient; he even tickled my feet, (I was surprised I was not asked to do the hokey pokey). After all that, he still was unsure of what exactly was wrong, but believed it could be one or more pinched nerves, possibly caused by a bulging disc and he would need to look at an MRI before giving a diagnoses. So I was discharged, (with only enough medications for that night and the next day), and given prescriptions for an MRI, medication to help with the pain, inflammation, and muscles spasms; and of course was told to follow up with my own doctor. (I later discovered I would have to wait 10 days before I could get approved for an MRI, thanks insurance!).
By this time my friend who drove me to the ER had already left needing to get home, but thankfully another good friend of mine was able to pick us up. On the way home we had some good laughs joking about how I was going to get up the stairs and into my apartment. This could prove to be a bit of a challenge as I wasn't on my meds yet, (I needed to wait until after I got home and some food into my system). In the end I made it home safe and up the stairs, with my ooching and ouching, after spending close to 5 hours in the ER, without food or any pain relief, I was extremely grateful to be home, fed, and medicated. Let's just say things got a whole lot loopy and foggy after that. (Did I tell you that I loved you yet? Man, but I really do, I mean it...) @_@
Fast forward yet again...
Looped up and feeling better than I had earlier in the week, it was now Saturday evening or more so very early Sunday morning. My daughter and I were just relaxing on the couch, (which is pretty much all I have been doing the last few days). We had been watching a movie earlier and were now on our laptops having fun, being goofy online, before heading to bed. And that is when it happened!
EARTHQUAKE!!!!!!
It scared all of us, my daughter and I made for a safe area; the archway of our hallway, which is also next to the side of a large solid wood entertainment center, (where we could crouch down and be in the "triangle of safety"). The cat high tailed it into my daughter's room and hid under her bed, (not the safest place, Mr. Tibbs!). When crouching down, the building was shaking so much, my daughter and I were praying, and my knee, (on my sore leg), got slammed into the ground. Ouch!
I can't say for sure how long the earthquake lasted, except that it seemed to last for a long time and was one of the largest ones I have ever felt. The whole time my daughter was quick texting family and friends in the area to make sure they were okay. Once it was over and after going over our apartment for anything that might have fallen or gotten damaged, (we were very fortunate that nothing broke and only some small items fell down), I went online to look up any information on the recent quake. The initial report put it at 6.4; later the report put it as a 7.1 that is a pretty intense quake! I thank Jesus, we were okay and so were all of our friends and family. Not everyone came out of the quake without loss and our prayers and thoughts go out to them.
So now it is Wednesday, mostly recovered from the shock that the earthquake ensued. I am sure we will be talking about it for a long while yet. My knee now has a colorful bruise, (good thing I like purple), and was swollen for a few days. Nothing a good ice pack could take of, and of course I was glad that I had medication to help with the pain. :|
And that has been my week, I am here now writing this blog, which because of my lovely loopy medication and brain fog, has taken me literally ALL day to write, and several cups of coffee!
I did take a break and went to the store, thanks to another good friend for the ride, and hanging out with me while I got to drive the cart around the store; it was a little bit like go karts! XD
I would also just like to say how grateful I am for all the good friends (both near and far), that God has put into my life! Thank you guys! =)
So until next week,
God Bless and Take Care!
~RMM
** here is a link about the earthquake.
Alaska Dispatch: News on the Earthquake
Okay now before I get myself side tracked, let me try to relay the events of last week in a nutshell. Did you read the title of this blog post? Okay then, that is last week in a nutshell. :| Wow! I feel so much better finally getting that done and off my chest! =)
Okay, okay.. I am just kidding, I actually feel awful, well not as awful as I did last week, but still in a good amount of pain, which is still awful. Who likes pain? (Please do not answer that, because I really do not want to know :P, rhetorical question people, rhetorical).
Anyhow back to my story...
Last Monday started off with a bang! (Not really that just sounded good.)
In reality, Monday started off good; it was a busy morning; an appointment, errands, shopping and teens to entertain. In other words a typical MLK Day (no school) for the teens, more work for the mother. I can't remember if I mentioned that I was a mom, well if not, the cat is out of the bag now. Yes I am a proud mother, to one beautiful, bright, intelligent, and talented, humorist, and full of sass, but genuinely a good heart & soul, teenage girl. Congratulations! (That wasn't laid out too thick was it? Proud mama here.) You will be hearing, I mean reading, a lot more about my daughter in the future. She is after all one of the major epicenters of my world.
Now not to get off tangent...
What happened next, I am really not sure about? It was now Monday evening, I finally had some quiet time to myself that late afternoon, so I took the opportunity to play some minecraft and read my book. Sounds relaxing right? No bounding off tall buildings and saving the world, the alter ego of all moms across the globe, amen, or is that just me?
When my daughter got back home from spending time with our close friends, (they are really more like family to us), I was extremely eager to hear all about her first "driving" lesson and was very grateful she also had dinner and even brought some home for me, (yay! no cooking that night!) That was very sweet of my good friends, to take her driving, then feed her, and send extra my way, but hey that's what good friends and family are for, am I right?
Everything thing appeared to be going good, a productive morning, relaxing afternoon, and enjoyable evening listening to my daughter's story while I ate my delicious dinner, then I had to stand up to go rinse my dish and fork. Not an Olympic sport, not for one dish and a fork at least, and that is when I felt the most intensely sharp pain in my sciatica and left hip, shooting all the way down my outer thigh, throbbing my knee cap, continuing on down my calf to torture my outer side of my foot and then shoot across the bottom to end at my big toe. Ouch!
Let’s just say, that dish and fork did not get rinsed and I was pretty much retired for the rest of the evening.
Fast forward to Thursday. By now the pain had not gone away, in fact it was getting worse, much, much, more worse. Even after all the regular attempts of easing and relieving the pain that normally would work. My leg was now going on bouts of spasms, it was like each and every individual muscle, on my left side from my hip all the way down to my toes, were taking turns at, "getting jiggy wit it," even my left butt cheek was trying to twerk, and I despise twerking with a passion!
On top of this, my leg was very weak and my knee almost buckled on several occasions, which would have caused a not very pleasant fall to the floor. Through all of this, my daughter had been home with me, sick with a cold. She would look upon me with sad eyes full of pity and kept telling me how sad I looked. Especially when I would crawl, like to the bathroom, because it just hurt too much to walk. She really was trying not to laugh at me, but I was even laughing at myself. I am sure the whole thing was hilarious to watch, my waddle of a walk on a gimpy leg, when I could manage to walk, saying things like, ouch, ooch, yabba dabba doo, wow this really hurts, erm mah gawsh, and even using lamaze breathing, and so forth. We are a family that really tries not to swear at all, and believe me, if it weren't for the Holy Ghost, I am sure I would have utilized my entire explicit vocabulary and then some. That is how much it hurt.
My daughter finally talked me into calling the Dr.'s office, where upon I did get to speak with a nurse who told me if I could not make it to the office before closing that day to go to the ER. I of course was unable to drive myself anywhere and began making calls to some of my friends in town to see who was available for a ride. Thankfully one of my good friends was able to drive me to the ER that evening and she was even able to help me the next day with some errands I needed to get done. =)
After a few hours in the waiting room, I was finally able to get seen. I was put into a "shared" room, (with curtains as the only divider for the rest of the ER). I had to change into one of those fashionable backless robes and then get hooked up to some machines, which is the standard procedure, still grimacing in pain because of course I had to wait to see a Dr. before I could take anything.
Again we had to wait, for close up to another hour or so before the ER Dr. was able to see me. My daughter was with me and was such a trooper putting up with my bad puns and jokes, while I was all snug in the hospital bed, still hooked up to a machine that kept beeping, and squeezing my arm, (really it sounded like it was sending messages in morse code.) :|
Finally the Dr. came, he poked and prodded; had me stand and checked all my reflexes; he was friendly and efficient; he even tickled my feet, (I was surprised I was not asked to do the hokey pokey). After all that, he still was unsure of what exactly was wrong, but believed it could be one or more pinched nerves, possibly caused by a bulging disc and he would need to look at an MRI before giving a diagnoses. So I was discharged, (with only enough medications for that night and the next day), and given prescriptions for an MRI, medication to help with the pain, inflammation, and muscles spasms; and of course was told to follow up with my own doctor. (I later discovered I would have to wait 10 days before I could get approved for an MRI, thanks insurance!).
By this time my friend who drove me to the ER had already left needing to get home, but thankfully another good friend of mine was able to pick us up. On the way home we had some good laughs joking about how I was going to get up the stairs and into my apartment. This could prove to be a bit of a challenge as I wasn't on my meds yet, (I needed to wait until after I got home and some food into my system). In the end I made it home safe and up the stairs, with my ooching and ouching, after spending close to 5 hours in the ER, without food or any pain relief, I was extremely grateful to be home, fed, and medicated. Let's just say things got a whole lot loopy and foggy after that. (Did I tell you that I loved you yet? Man, but I really do, I mean it...) @_@
Fast forward yet again...
Looped up and feeling better than I had earlier in the week, it was now Saturday evening or more so very early Sunday morning. My daughter and I were just relaxing on the couch, (which is pretty much all I have been doing the last few days). We had been watching a movie earlier and were now on our laptops having fun, being goofy online, before heading to bed. And that is when it happened!
EARTHQUAKE!!!!!!
It scared all of us, my daughter and I made for a safe area; the archway of our hallway, which is also next to the side of a large solid wood entertainment center, (where we could crouch down and be in the "triangle of safety"). The cat high tailed it into my daughter's room and hid under her bed, (not the safest place, Mr. Tibbs!). When crouching down, the building was shaking so much, my daughter and I were praying, and my knee, (on my sore leg), got slammed into the ground. Ouch!
I can't say for sure how long the earthquake lasted, except that it seemed to last for a long time and was one of the largest ones I have ever felt. The whole time my daughter was quick texting family and friends in the area to make sure they were okay. Once it was over and after going over our apartment for anything that might have fallen or gotten damaged, (we were very fortunate that nothing broke and only some small items fell down), I went online to look up any information on the recent quake. The initial report put it at 6.4; later the report put it as a 7.1 that is a pretty intense quake! I thank Jesus, we were okay and so were all of our friends and family. Not everyone came out of the quake without loss and our prayers and thoughts go out to them.
So now it is Wednesday, mostly recovered from the shock that the earthquake ensued. I am sure we will be talking about it for a long while yet. My knee now has a colorful bruise, (good thing I like purple), and was swollen for a few days. Nothing a good ice pack could take of, and of course I was glad that I had medication to help with the pain. :|
And that has been my week, I am here now writing this blog, which because of my lovely loopy medication and brain fog, has taken me literally ALL day to write, and several cups of coffee!
I did take a break and went to the store, thanks to another good friend for the ride, and hanging out with me while I got to drive the cart around the store; it was a little bit like go karts! XD
I would also just like to say how grateful I am for all the good friends (both near and far), that God has put into my life! Thank you guys! =)
So until next week,
God Bless and Take Care!
~RMM
** here is a link about the earthquake.
Alaska Dispatch: News on the Earthquake
Wednesday, January 7, 2015
Into The New Year
It is 7 days into the new year and already a lot of changes are going on. Since I have not been writing as I intended to last year, I figure better to start out the new year with my first "real" blog.
Now where to start, I should probably give you a little background on who I am. I will eventually put up an about me tab, but until then let me introduce myself. Hi my name is Ryan and yes I am a girl with a guys name, well not so much a girl as a grown woman, lol. Believe me, I still get odd looks and the worst is the mail addressed to Mr. especially if it is senior mail. That is a double hitter, not only calling me a guy but old, as in 65+! I have a good 30 yrs before you can put me in the senior category and well I like being a woman, thank you very much.
Okay, I have said my peace now onto more about me. You would think that most woman would like to talk about themselves well I am actually really shy, though you would never guess that in person. I am a single mother of a beautiful 12yr old daughter, who keeps me on my toes, I am sure you will be hearing about her at some point. Some of the things I love to do are being active, reading, writing, music, going to church, and well being a mom. I also suffer from chronic depression, ptsd, and anxiety, along with some physical chronic conditions, I will get more into that later on. With that said, I will say that most of the things I love to do, I have a hard time doing, which well is depressing in and of it's own.
To help fight that battle I have started on a journey to get well, not just physically, but emotionally, spiritually, and mentally. I have a long road ahead of me, and I have already traveled some of it, but still I have a lot further to go,
Writing this blog is more of a personal challenge to myself, to get things out and to talk and discuss the topics I enjoy or find interesting, to help me along my journey, and maybe even help others and have a few good laughs along the way. I will probably be writing a lot on health and wellness, being a christian, parenting, and poetry. I have a lot more interests but those are my lifelong passions. My goal is to try and minimize the impact my conditions have on my life, so I can start doing and enjoying the things I love to do once more.
Well I think for an introductory blog that wasn't soo bad, as I write more I will get the hang of it! Now to tie in my opening statement, 7 days into a brand new year and a lot of changes are going on. I am dedicating time to write a blog, I have been "resigned" from work till my health returns, I have a new Ninja blender, that I am really excited about, and my daugher is going to be in her first real play, (ya know the kind you pay tickets for!) and well as sad as I am not to be working, I feel a big stress has been lifted. I really need this time to focus on my well being and I don't want to waste it at all!
So thank you for reading my first "real" blog, cheers! God Bless You and Happy New Year!
Now where to start, I should probably give you a little background on who I am. I will eventually put up an about me tab, but until then let me introduce myself. Hi my name is Ryan and yes I am a girl with a guys name, well not so much a girl as a grown woman, lol. Believe me, I still get odd looks and the worst is the mail addressed to Mr. especially if it is senior mail. That is a double hitter, not only calling me a guy but old, as in 65+! I have a good 30 yrs before you can put me in the senior category and well I like being a woman, thank you very much.
Okay, I have said my peace now onto more about me. You would think that most woman would like to talk about themselves well I am actually really shy, though you would never guess that in person. I am a single mother of a beautiful 12yr old daughter, who keeps me on my toes, I am sure you will be hearing about her at some point. Some of the things I love to do are being active, reading, writing, music, going to church, and well being a mom. I also suffer from chronic depression, ptsd, and anxiety, along with some physical chronic conditions, I will get more into that later on. With that said, I will say that most of the things I love to do, I have a hard time doing, which well is depressing in and of it's own.
To help fight that battle I have started on a journey to get well, not just physically, but emotionally, spiritually, and mentally. I have a long road ahead of me, and I have already traveled some of it, but still I have a lot further to go,
Writing this blog is more of a personal challenge to myself, to get things out and to talk and discuss the topics I enjoy or find interesting, to help me along my journey, and maybe even help others and have a few good laughs along the way. I will probably be writing a lot on health and wellness, being a christian, parenting, and poetry. I have a lot more interests but those are my lifelong passions. My goal is to try and minimize the impact my conditions have on my life, so I can start doing and enjoying the things I love to do once more.
Well I think for an introductory blog that wasn't soo bad, as I write more I will get the hang of it! Now to tie in my opening statement, 7 days into a brand new year and a lot of changes are going on. I am dedicating time to write a blog, I have been "resigned" from work till my health returns, I have a new Ninja blender, that I am really excited about, and my daugher is going to be in her first real play, (ya know the kind you pay tickets for!) and well as sad as I am not to be working, I feel a big stress has been lifted. I really need this time to focus on my well being and I don't want to waste it at all!
So thank you for reading my first "real" blog, cheers! God Bless You and Happy New Year!
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