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Thank you to those who informed me that I had two of the same similar posts. Blame it on the internet acting up last night but also blame it on the Drano. All good now and no, you weren't losing it or seeing what appeared to be the same post. Hahahaha! I went to hit publish and it kicked me back out so I did my best to rewrite it only to realize the blog was on delay. WHEW! Can you say that real fast ten times? Hahahaha!![]()
I wasn't able to finish my Hell-In-A-Jug treatment today but instead earned myself a doctors appointment and another one via telephone. I was highly advised I need to watch my tolerance for stress and do better with stress management. I know my doctors work extremely hard keeping me from getting into trouble and I don't want to make their job any harder than it needs to be. They are also still working to put my head flair up back to sleep. Just because I might have a few good days doesn't mean I am completely out of the woods. I partly blame myself for not walking away from any stress that will only progress my condition. Its tough and each day is a learning process. Yes, I am still learning but no worries I am still focused and taking things one day at a time. What most don't realize is my unique medical condition involves extensive nerve damage. I was told a week ago my condition has progressed and what stress may do to a normal person it does far worse damage to someone like myself. It can accelerate things and place my doctors once again in a quick scramble to calm things back down. I need to always remember its a team effort and I must learn to work with them and not against them. This includes treatment that must continue again tomorrow. That is if I don't have to do another half treatment from not being able to finish the first one today.
Tomorrow is Valentine's Day and although I already had prior plans I must now change them. Unfortunately Valentine's Day celebration will have to wait until later this week but that's ok and I understand my health comes first. Patience. P A T I E N C E. Like I said, "I am still learning."
Serenity Prayer
God grant me the serenity to accept the things I cannot change;
courage to change the things I can; and wisdom to know the difference.
Living one day at a time;
Enjoying one moment at a time;
Accepting hardships as the pathway to peace;
This beautiful prayer was written by a man named Reinhold Niebuhr in 1943. The words have special meaning to those who are often “looking for peace” at a time of turmoil, despair, or uncertainty in their lives. This prayer has become closely associated with 12 Step programs, offering strength and calm in pursuit of a more stable life.
"Perseverance and successes aren’t born out of good times. They are born out of trials."

Sadly the snow is almost gone. At least Littleblue and Oreo sure did enjoy running around outside and playing. I can only hope Mother Nature pays us another winter snow visit this upcoming Valentine's Day week. To me that would be the ultimate gift! I love snow and winter but dread the upcoming spring that makes my medical nightmare that much worse. The fur kitties did nothing but find all the cold winter weather as an excuse to lounge around a bit more than usual.


How can one miss the opportunity finally being able to enjoy some of this beautiful snow? Sure. I also didn't feel like falling and having another concussion either so I had a huge bag of salt nearby. Hahahaha! I just better enjoy it now before the evil spring and summer months pay us a visit. My head can wait! Trust me! It can wait!
LOOK OUT GP & MS! This gal is pushing you both aside and taking over the reigns today! WHOAHOA! I am ready for a road trip and what a better way than in the SNOW! 
Would I do it all over again?
Littleblue and Oreo have already started shedding their winter coat a few months early so its been a job just brushing them every day. Thank goodness the ground is now frozen and they can get all their energy out. It looks like a great weekend for them too! I sure do miss my gang when I go out but once I walk through the front door they are always waiting for me with their tails wagging. They are the best! Aren't all fur kids?!
My Tuesday didn't end until this Wednesday morning around 9:30am. It was like a nightmare that I hope to never relive again. I don't feel the need to get into everything but let's just say between the darn Drano getting stuck in my upper intestines, becoming dehydrated, a ER visit to get some much needed fluids, waking up around 3pm feeling super dizzy then having a very low blood sugar reading this evening making my doctors scramble to get it back up makes for one hellish 48 hours.
I should sleep extremely well this evening due to sheer exhaustion. I have been keeping close tabs with two of my specialists who are trying to get my body to bounce back a bit with my blood pressure, blood sugar, pounding headache, head pressure, nerve pain and learning to tune out unnecessary stress that's interfering in my overall care.
I have learned from having this blog that there are people who are called friends located everywhere. Thank you to those who look after me and my well being. Most I have never met but hoping to meet a few friends next month as they come in town to visit. I never expect those who don't walk in the same shoes with any disability to understand what its like to be sick so I continue learning to tune it out and looking straight ahead. I have a life and although its been altered due to being sick and a stack full-arms length of medical records and over 16 specialists with medical facts I don't feel the need to continue forcing others to understand my condition. Those who question my specialists are welcome to reading the facts and hundreds of medical reports. I worked since I was 16 years old and paid into the system in order to provide myself some sort of assistance if I became disabled. The government does not just give out disability freely and they take each individual case very seriously. My SSD approval process took over two years due to a mountain of medical records and testimonies from numerous physicians. I would had continued working and did so until it become too dangerous for myself and others. I was then advised by three specialists that I had to stop working. My SSD case was overturned a little over two years later in court due to numerous connected problems with damaged nerves from my Idiopathic Gastroparesis. Anyone who thinks not working is fun or uses the system being disabled as a free ride obviously never found out what its like being sick. Gastroparesis has no cure nor does many other medical conditions that society suffers from but the last thing we need as patients is to be chastised for something we can't control. No one, no matter what disability should ever have to suffer from discrimination. I was discriminated against today and it was the lowest thing anyone could ever do to another individual. I choose not to blog what was said due to others who might get offended or take high offense. I got enough text messages and emails through out the day and have decided to take the high road and move past the hurtful words. 


Let's not go there on that one! Hahahaha! Let's just say Dish Network will be out tomorrow putting back together the mess that started while replacing the old entertainment centers and rearranging the living room. Hahahaha! I also had to run a few errands, mail out some forms for SSD Medicare, etc, etc, etc. This just wasn't the day to have any problems. That is until you wake up as you place your hand to your chest and ask yourself, "Is my heart still beating?" 
I received the QMB forms to have the state pay for my added Medicare Part B coverage that I must now buy due to my not so wonderful insurance company named Medical Mutual making mandatory changes. Now Medicare will be my primary insurance company starting March 1st while Medical Mutual will only be paying up to 20% of all claims. In layman terms that means barely if anything. There are always things lurking right around the corner when one suffers from a chronic or terminal condition. Honestly I am lucky to now be used to it. Just part of the sick game. I don't sweat the big stuff anymore and instead do what needs to be done and do it quickly so I can move on with my life. Same with stress and drama. Been there. Done that. Not worth it so now I focus on me, my health and happiness. The fur gang couldn't agree more!

It's Super Bowl Sunday!
WELCOME TO THE NEW YEAR 2012! 