Year: 2008

Today So Far

Update: I got the recumbent, no comments on the whale horn it is gonna be so gone! and maybe tomorrow I will get it all clean and tuned up.

What I do not wish to become is the person who wallows in their disease nor to I wish to be one whom pretends everything is spiffy. I hope to achieve a balance here somewhere LOL.

Reality is I used to be able to haul ass on my mountain bike – really I did. Now I am working on not falling over ;). The duh factor is tough shalt not ride thy motorcycle, although waxing it these last four years has been a motivator. I have a spiffy recumbent E bike in storage. I thinking emm if I can get over the geek factor I might give it a go.

I saw the neurologist today and I get to go to physical theraphy and learn to walk better – in her words before I hurt myself. Well . … I have been stubborn thinking that walking about looking drunk is a good thing cause a least I am moving! I also got some drug to help hopefully with the fatgue. Coolness. I hope between the two I can get back out hiking and taking pics.

Well, off to storage for now.

Just Put on a Happy Face

Not to be negative but why is that many people think that multiple sclerosis is just an inconvenient thing? That forcing a happy face when things are crappy is a good thing, an expected thing – just go about life we all have our burdens to bare.

I suppose when in a good place it is not so off. Hope and positivity are dangling there like a brass ring at the carnival ride. But, when the disabling stuff is going full force it is hard not feel like an explanation is necessary, it is hard to stifle the urge to scream at someone’s ignorance, however well intentioned there thoughts are.

At least I have a name for what is messing me up. When someone accuses me of being drunk I suppose I have a retort now. It explains why sometimes one of my eyes stops working, why I can’t walk without falling over sometimes, why I have trouble sleeping, why walking through a book store calls for a nap, or when I can’t remember something at least I know why.

I am sure that everyone knows someone that has it and is doing “marvelous” so what is the big deal? Well, there are those of us not doing so great sometimes. It is a strange deal this MS, yah never know till you wake up what parts of your self are gonna work and which parts are not.

It is hard to identify with a self that has a disease that
No one knows what causes it
No one knows what cures it
No one knows what course it will take

Then there is the quality of life deal too . …should I stick myself with needle full of drugs that may or may not make me feel like doo doo and can damage my body once or three times a week OR should I stab myself (afraid major here of needles) once a day and have welts OR should I manage the painful stuff with other drugs and see where it goes OR should I just do what I have been doing – just plugging along pretending it is all OK.

Right now I have lost myself.
Re- invention is necessary
Resistance is futile

This SUCKS!!!

Symptoms of MS

Fish Eggs and Salmon

Every year the salmon return to the Oroville hatchery. They enter and climb the ladder to the hatchery gathering tank. Eggs are taken from the fish and fertilized, incubated and hatched.

This year the fishing regulations were changed hopefully to allow the salmon to build back their populations. Salmon my friend is a luxury. At over $16.00 per pound it is real treat!

One of my friends is Native American, and every year he is allowed to go to the hatchery and retrieve the dead salmon after the eggs and sperm are removed.  Yep, us poor folks get salmon! Woo hoo. Every once in awhile a few make into the back of the pickup with eggs intact.

Last year I was giving a few loose eggs and complained that they were hard to use and cure not being attached to the skeins. Well that will teach me! This year I received two zip loc baggies full of eggs. So now what? Where to lay them out to dry out a bit and get sprinkled with salt and borax a messy process. Genius that I can be sometimes LOL, I decided   I could lay them out on racks in the oven – hence not have to worry about Annie and her lab appetite. Raw salmon is not good for dogs so I figure the eggs can’t be good either.

Now the best part of course is that we have enough salmon to last another year! This load we received about 30 big ones, the next load is coming soon. We all have made an event of this as our friend can no longer do it himself. So, we get truck loads from the hatchery, clean and fillet them and distribute them amongst friends.

This year lots of shiners and darker red meat than last year – yum great with the dill seasonings last night. I think I ate thirty dollars worth 😉

So, we now have pounds of fillet salmon in the freezer and some salmon egg bait

Change of Theme etc

Well my poor little hacked all over the place theme has fallen apart. tired of fixing it. So – in the process of redoing theme and stuff with the blog.

Who knows what I will end up with?

Cross fingers and toes and arms, and legs – if you can