I gotta get out and do something , anything LOL. My eye is back to “normal” whatever that might be ha ha ..
Maybe I will get out and take some pics? emmmm … Catfish and Annie are not excited about impromptu canine posing today. They are in a couch potato mood today.
So, the first pics I have shot in awhile:
I so need to get out!
Sitting at the dining table the other half says: ” you sure make a lot of noise swallowing.” I take another drink of my juice and wonder eh? how can you make noise swallowing? I start defending myself, my mouth is closed how the heck can I make noise swallowing for sakes? Come on be real. No, you really are making noise, more noise than you used to. Ok, er. … my mouth is shut …
Other half then states that I seem to be more deliberate in my eating and drinking affairs. That I appear to be thinking each bite or swallow through. That my eating and drinking patterns have become more attentive, deliberate, that I seem to be concentrating harder when doing so. Like I do with other things now. Of course I had to ask, seems I spend a lot of time concentrating . …
This starts a round of everone at the table trying to make extra noise while swallowing with mouths closed. Discovery is upon us – yeah. Now really I tried there is only a few ways to swallow. One just slowly let the fluid drain down your throat and hope it does not go the wrong way, and just swallow, you know? Now this might sound odd but really try it. You either swallow or you don’t – right?
It is then decided by others at the table that they can purposely make extra sloshing noises prior to swallowing and using greater force cause the liquid to make louder noises going down the hatch. So, I must be doing this. Well, no I am just swallowing hello! This whole scene was rather humorous watching everyone try and outdo on another – to make noise swallowing. I gave up cause there is only one dang way to swallow! You either swallow or you choke.
As silly as this sounds I spent quite a bit of time last night swallowing. I came to the conclusion that it really is differet than I remember. I have two modes, swallow or don’t swallow. I never had really thought about it but it is really not as unconcious of a deal as it used to be. I actually think about swallowing. Now ain’t that a kick.
Sometimes stuff happens that leaves me at a loss for words. Right now I am dumbfounded, stressed, etc. a few weeks ago my primary care physician sent me to the neurologist to go over my latest brain MRI that I had in April when the vision in my eye went wonky. She had told me that the MRI was the same as before, just a bit worse. Now mind you I have been under the assumption that my problems have all been the result of strokes. So, telling me it was the same as before just kind of meant to me – yeah more vascular problems, whats new.
Well, the neuro started off with all the wonderful things that could cause the little white lesions on the MRI. She mentioned MS, a few other things I don’t remember and lupus so she ordered a bunch of blood work – convinced she was onto something with the lupus thing. She ordered an MRI of my spine because I have degenerative disk disease and my neck has been driving me nuts – ouch – and my legs have been going numb etc. and she wanted to see what was going on there.
I left the office with a nfity paper that states that I was to have the blood test done and “You do not have multiple sclerosis”, someone will call about cervical spine mri.
The blood work results came back (Kaiser lets you access them from the web) and I was going yippe woo hoo because they were negative for Lupus. So, Friday I left for Nevada glad I did not have lupus or MS and hoping the MRI would show something in my neck that caused the syptoms I had because I guite honestly was getting real tired of hearing the we did not find anything, are you depressed – which means they think it is all in your head.
The next tuesday I got a call from the neurologist, eh oh I was thinking what is wrong, is my neck messed up that bad – I mean come on they don’t call you that fast or at all you usually have to wait till you see your PCP again to get the low down.
Now, as some of you know I have cognitive problems sometimes, when you wake me up and start jabbering on the phone I usually don’t catch most of it and end up asking can I call you back?
The neuro starts with that she has never had to take back … and appologize … well … there are some problems with your spine – serious problems – (now I am thinking eh oh I sure hope I dont need surgery like my buddy Mike had to have) and then here it comes … well .. like I said there are some really serious problems and well you have MS ….. BOING OH SNAP!
She started giving me numbers for some support groups etc and I just said eh you know I am like confused and overloaded could you just email it to me? and hung up.
At that point all I knew about MS was that it was a nervous system disease. Well after reading up on it I am still stuck on
MS SUCKS!!!!
i have only shared this with a few family members and friends and one online friend. I dont know how to react so it is not surprising that neither do they. My brother said oh isnt that degenrative? and by the way we are having Thanksgiving at our home and it is gonna be crowed, we got mom and dad a hotel room and figured you would spend it with Rae’s parents. EH? the first Thanksgiving that will not be held at my parents home since like forever! Since I was one years old with the exception of when we all went to the grandparents. And eh ok I am written out.
Then we have the oh you poor dear I will pray for you sometimes followed by a hug, the just give it the good fight I am sure if you fight hard enough responses, and then the subject changers. Oh well. After being asked wonder what you did you know bad karma wise and a few but you don’t look sick responses I stopped telling people.
One of my best friends, my significant other, and my online friend Karoli (Drumsnwhistles) are the only ones who did not respond with a canned get well soon response – they responded with
That SUCKS!
Yes it does LOL
Each year that passes seems to bring new challenges. Lately, the obvious we “ain’t getting younger” theme seems to be major star.
In the late 70’s I was a wild child, finding myself many sheet to the wind some nights. I would make my way to the mini market/gas station around the corner and entertain and be entertained by the night clerk. We discussed, family, friends, what an a hole her husband was, how horrid the price of gas was (.45 cents), how silly someones car looked, all the usual stuff of mindless time passing conversation. Days turned into years and I have not seen or heard of her in over 30 – wow thirty dang years since I stood in that store!
Four years ago our friends pulled up next to us as we were heading out for a night of fishing. Riding shotgun in their truck was a woman that looked familiar. I just could not place the face. Oh my goodness! it was her!
Now four years later she just had a double by pass a couple of weeks ago. Yesterday she was rushed back to hospital – one of the bypass things had colapsed – they put a shunt in and we are all hoping for the best. Here we are more carefree times – left to right . . .. after our last salmon fishing trip.
A bypass, MS Diagnosis, and a hip replacement later . .. we need to take another picture