The Right One

Posted: May 28, 2016 in Health, Life, Love, Marriage, Men

 

I have had many medical issues throughout my marriage. Surgery for this. Therapy for that. An army of healthcare professionals armed with a plethora of medication.

When you’ve been plagued with various physical and mental challenges you really do test those marriage vows. They are much more than loving words in a religious ceremony.

My husband is my connection to everything … including him. I’m so grateful for that. He naturally identifies what I need or where I’m growing. He takes care of all of me.

Everything good in me shines on the platform he provided. This blog is housed in the tablet my love gifted me. My husband truly gets me and loves me in whatever state I’m in.

Imagine walking around knowing that you are safe, really safe with your partner in life. I trust my man with every fiber of my being because he’s earned my trust from the day we first met.

Loving my husband is effortless. Celebrating his life is a joy and an honor. My husband’s name is Scott and tomorrow we will celebrate his birthday.

God blessed me before I was born. Out of all the guys in the world … I am perfectly loved by the right one. Thank you for being born and wrapping me in your arms.

Normal

Posted: May 28, 2016 in Life

   For the past two weeks I’ve been going to outpatient physical therapy. It mercifully involves hot packs and back massages by a lovely PT. She worked with me after my knee replacement surgery and we get along great.
   I’ve also been blessed with muscle relaxants prescribed by my rock star neurologist. What does it do for me?  It makes me sleepy and decreases my back pain.
   The pins and needles sensation in my legs have greatly decreased, but I still have the weakness. On good days I use a cane to go out. On bad days it’s the walker. I’m noticing that stairs (my nemesis) aren’t as challenging as they use to be.
   My body doesn’t feel itself, but it can do more now. I can leave my house and visit with grateful people. Everyone thanks me and my husband for coming out. I make the effort because they’re worth it.
   Does this mean I’m inching my way back to normal? Normal has been such a world away from me for an eternity. My house is set up for a disabled, brain damaged writer. I can do a lot of things – with a few adjustments.
   Normal scares me because I don’t really remember who “normal me” is anymore. I still don’t want to drive. The old me drove everywhere and all the time. Is the old me still around? Maybe normal should just hang back for a while.

Where Is She?

Posted: May 20, 2016 in Family, Jokes, Politics
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  • I brought up this question on Facebook and so feel obligated to bring it up here. I’ve been very interested in politics ever since I was 18 years old. Okay .. perhaps even before then. I recall California had a racist governor who hated Mexicans
  • Anyway, it was then that I knew I was a DHD (Die Hard Democrat). I’m so far to the left I make Michael Moore look like Carl Rove! Go ahead and laugh conservative dude. I do it all the time.
  • So with over 25 years of intense watching of CNN, MSNBC and a plethora of other political coverage sources certain things where staples. You could always count on rallies, debates and interviews of the candidates and their wives.
  •    So why haven’t we seen Melania Trump? I’m sure she’s done a few interviews but she’s not front and center. She’s going to be our potential First Lady hailing from not America with a college degree from … I don’t know!
  •    Is she not allowed to sit at the grown-up table? Is she not as bright, charming and approachable as Michelle Obama?  Send her in coach Trump! She can answer the hard questions! Right?

It Happened To Me

Posted: May 19, 2016 in Bipolar, Health, Society
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After two weeks in a coma, I was transferred from the hospital to a nursing home filled mostly with seniors.

My roommate was dying and in pain. My heart went out to her. Thankfully she blessed with a loving and dutiful daughter. Her daughter was very kind to me as well.

Almost all the staff was kind and caring. Until towards the end of my stay. I was vomiting bile for two weeks. I ate nothing. It was nearly impossible to keep medication down. I feasted on water and ice chips.

My roommate’s daughter was tired of her mother’s suffering and arranged the escape to a hospital. Once she was gone, my condition got worse and I had a forgetful nurse.

I had to use the toilet. My nurse had to help me. She wiped me as if I was cardboard. Then put me back into bed. The worse comes 10 minutes later.

I had to go again. After ringing for her she yelled at me! She said she was on her break. Then shouted at me, what’s wrong with you? I said I don’t know. I’m not a doctor. She said, me neither.

After putting me in bed (roughly) I cried quietly. I assessed the situation. I can’t walk, eat, wipe myself and a nurse just told me off. I called my husband and begged to be taken out of this place.

It took an eternity (from my point of view) to be sprung. I went to a great hospital. I was treated with dignity, compassion and professionalism for three days.

Then I went home. A careless psychiatrist started this rollercoaster by not monitoring my lithium levels. I always did as I was told. I’m 46 years old and I was defenseless.
Thank God I can move now.

Tomorrow

Posted: May 19, 2016 in Uncategorized

I’m very tired. I can’t go to sleep in 12 hours I outpatient physical therapy. Maybe I should just turn my Kindle off and count 🐑🐑🐑🐑🐑🐑🐑🐑🐑🐑🐑🐑🐑🐑🐑
Good night fellow bloggers.

Lithium toxicity is what caused by seizure and subsequent coma. Even when I came out of it I was very confused. It took me a while to get my bearings.

My husband, mother, sister seemed very nice but foreign to me. It got better and then it got worse! How can Trump be in the lead?! How can he be in the race?

Hell, I’m more qualified to be president and I’m a brain damaged patient who never went to college! After getting home, I was glued to the TV. CNN, MSNBC and Family Feud were my viewing staples.

Today I dream about Coma-ville and it’s lovely. No pain. No hunger. No Trump. Ahhh … Good thing my husband keeps the lithium away from me. I wonder if a Democrat doctor would do me a favor.

Major Update

Posted: May 18, 2016 in Uncategorized
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My story is this – I had a lithium induced seizure on Christmas 2015. It was followed by two weeks in a coma. For what seemed like an eternity, I couldn’t walk or eat (extreme nausea). Still, that wasn’t the worse. I suffer from memory loss, my reading level was 2nd grade and writing was not an option. After coming home in February, I fell several times. This caused a pinched nerve that makes any type of walking painful and tiring. Today I walk (with a cane or walker. I can read anything and write my poetry. I still require a plethora of medication and physical therapy. The good news is I’m alive and loved by a great husband and army of family and friends.