My curly toes
6:26 AM
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My crooked little feet
4:34 PM
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Losses and Gains (Top Ten Lists)
12:17 PM
I decided that, ancient computer usage or not, I wanted to post this. It is a double top ten list that really helps me, at least, put into perspective that even though it feels like I have lost so much to this illness I have also gained so much as well. In the end, my life has never been an easy path but I would not go back and erase a single step because every obstacle and every victory has defined who I am. Not that I did not/do not have times when I think it absolutely sucks because Pollyanna would never last a day in real life, but in the end if anything were subtracted or added I would not be me. And this is me - Take Me as I Am :)
Top Ten Things Lost:
10. Dignity
9. Friendships
8. Security
7. Financial Stability (I owe more than I will make in a year)
6. Trust
5. Joys - Hiking, Exploring Historic areas and museums, Photography
4. Music- Last concert I was able to attend was when I was 18; extreme noise, extreme temperatures, flashing lights, crowds all trigger an autonomic crisis; even attending a movie at a movie theater has about 50/50 odds of triggering a crisis
3. My Beloved occupation as a special education teacher
2. The entire life I had created for myself
1. My independence
Top Ten Things Gained
10. Self Respect
9. Knowledge on how best to advocate for myself and to refuse to be bullied by a white coat
8. Vast self understanding and appreciation
7. The knowledge of what true friendship really is, and what a rare blessing it is to experience it
6. Discovering just how incredibly loved I truly am
5. Losing all fear - I am confident in who I am, willing to put it out there, and if I fail then I get back up and try again because I have that opportunity
4. New Joys- Before this I would never even attempt anything in the visual arts, now I love exploring and do not criticize because I am doing it for the experience (although my skill level somehow greatly increased after getting sick); audiobooks for days when I have little energy; an even greater appreciation of music
3. A renewed appreciation for living in the moment and gratitude for the miracle of being alive
2. Insight into the experiences of my kids and what is asked of them on a daily basis, and just how amazing they truly are
1. Renewed Faith
Now I may hold a spontaneous pity party tomorrow, but I can guarantee it will not last long (those things are poorly attended and get pretty lonely pretty quickly, plus the atmosphere at those is so dreary). In the end, my life is not in my hands - I did not write my genetic code, I did not form the parts of my brain that can not coordinate properly, no more than a healthy person programmed their own genetics or shaped healthy organs. I am just living with the gifts I am given, accepting the challenges (I love a good challenge, a good dare), and discovering amazing beauty along the detours of life.
Top Ten Things Lost:
10. Dignity
9. Friendships
8. Security
7. Financial Stability (I owe more than I will make in a year)
6. Trust
5. Joys - Hiking, Exploring Historic areas and museums, Photography
4. Music- Last concert I was able to attend was when I was 18; extreme noise, extreme temperatures, flashing lights, crowds all trigger an autonomic crisis; even attending a movie at a movie theater has about 50/50 odds of triggering a crisis
3. My Beloved occupation as a special education teacher
2. The entire life I had created for myself
1. My independence
Top Ten Things Gained
10. Self Respect
9. Knowledge on how best to advocate for myself and to refuse to be bullied by a white coat
8. Vast self understanding and appreciation
7. The knowledge of what true friendship really is, and what a rare blessing it is to experience it
6. Discovering just how incredibly loved I truly am
5. Losing all fear - I am confident in who I am, willing to put it out there, and if I fail then I get back up and try again because I have that opportunity
4. New Joys- Before this I would never even attempt anything in the visual arts, now I love exploring and do not criticize because I am doing it for the experience (although my skill level somehow greatly increased after getting sick); audiobooks for days when I have little energy; an even greater appreciation of music
3. A renewed appreciation for living in the moment and gratitude for the miracle of being alive
2. Insight into the experiences of my kids and what is asked of them on a daily basis, and just how amazing they truly are
1. Renewed Faith
Now I may hold a spontaneous pity party tomorrow, but I can guarantee it will not last long (those things are poorly attended and get pretty lonely pretty quickly, plus the atmosphere at those is so dreary). In the end, my life is not in my hands - I did not write my genetic code, I did not form the parts of my brain that can not coordinate properly, no more than a healthy person programmed their own genetics or shaped healthy organs. I am just living with the gifts I am given, accepting the challenges (I love a good challenge, a good dare), and discovering amazing beauty along the detours of life.
Warning: Slow Learner Ahead
11:56 AM
I joyfully thanked God for providing me with the opportunity to purchase Elphalba, my laptop, at an incredible price at an after Thanksgiving sale just before I would become sick beyond my imagination and all of the wonderful things I was able to do with her. I then told him my plans for using her. Will I ever learn? On Saturday evening, I shut Elphie down, and she was set in her usual sleeping place in the corner for the night. Sunday morning when I went to turn her on, God laughed. Ie green power button lighting up and the fan turning on were the two responses from Elphabla. The screen remained absolutely pitch black, and she did not make any of her usual computer sounds. I tried several home remedies, including removing the battery and reinstalling it, restarting any number of times, and letting her sit for a "time out". She is still dead. Thankfully the warranty is still good, so I have to take her in for repairs, but for the next 2 weeks or so I am without my laptop. I am using my mother's ancient computer. And by ancient I mean the monitor is Packard Bell and the tower has an original first production Intel processor. I could brew tea in the time it takes to change pages, and it likes to suddenly shut down without warning. Charming creature of early technology. My concern is that, like the slow learner I am, I had not yet transfered my files onto the brand new thumb drive I purchased for that exact purpose about two weeks ago. I would miss my photographs greatly, but I would be devestated if my writings (journals, poems, etc) were lost. I had also collected a large number of Bible verses and chapters that I had prepared to study regarding faith, suffering, trials, healing, and perseverence. I saved them all on my computer in a Journal format and I could never recall all of them on my own. Ugh! I can access some things from my cell phone, but not much. In the meantime I purchased a cheap portable DVD player so I can still curl up in bed when I don't feel well and watch DVDs (I am in love with the second season of Pushing Daisies which just came out on DVD), and I can listen to my audiobooks which tend to arrive in MP3 CD format (I usually transfer them from computer to iPod so I can listen). I know better than to pray for patience, but I really have got to learn to stop telling God what I am going to do and instead just follow Him in every single way. This lesson is hard for me, and it is getting to be expensive LOL
* When I say "And God Laughed" I simply mean God smiled at my humanity and my belief that I was in control like a Father smiles at a toddler proudly announcing "Me the boss", and then my life followed a different path - His path.
* When I say "And God Laughed" I simply mean God smiled at my humanity and my belief that I was in control like a Father smiles at a toddler proudly announcing "Me the boss", and then my life followed a different path - His path.
Sweet Innocence
11:00 PM
My almost five year old niece visited today, and she is still a never-ending source of delight and enchantment and laughter and wisdom in my life. In so many ways she is eerily a miniature version of myself. As a toddler I nicknamed her Little Bit because she had far too much attitude for such a Little Bitty thing and the name still applies. In her innocent, wise, uninhibited child ways she sought to understand today what must be incomprehensible to her. And I treasure her faith in me, her honesty, and her inquisitiveness.
Little Bit: Why are you walking with that walker?
Me: Because my legs are not strong enough right now, so I need to use the walker to make sure I don't fall.
Little Bit (sitting next to me on the couch): Why do your toes point down like that?
Me: They are stuck like that for right now, sweetheart.
Little Bit: (wiggling her toes) Mine aren't stuck.
Me: That's right. But see, my toes don't move even if I pull on them.
Little Bit: How'd they get stuck?
Me: Well, I got sick and it made my muscles not work right.
Little Bit: How did getting sick make your toes stuck?
Me: Because of being sick my muscles don't work right. You have strong muscles, but my muscles in my legs and feet are not very strong and they get stuck.
Little Bit: Oh.
And with that, she hopped off the couch and proceeded to twirl into one of her frequent spontaneous dances. She can be as serious as an adult at one moment and then launch back into the joyful delights of being almost five. She has not yet learned to form stereotypes or prejudice, to fear difference or to not ask questions. She can entertain herself for an hour with nothing more than a willing audience and two flip-flops. God, I love this child!
Little Bit: Why are you walking with that walker?
Me: Because my legs are not strong enough right now, so I need to use the walker to make sure I don't fall.
Little Bit (sitting next to me on the couch): Why do your toes point down like that?
Me: They are stuck like that for right now, sweetheart.
Little Bit: (wiggling her toes) Mine aren't stuck.
Me: That's right. But see, my toes don't move even if I pull on them.
Little Bit: How'd they get stuck?
Me: Well, I got sick and it made my muscles not work right.
Little Bit: How did getting sick make your toes stuck?
Me: Because of being sick my muscles don't work right. You have strong muscles, but my muscles in my legs and feet are not very strong and they get stuck.
Little Bit: Oh.
And with that, she hopped off the couch and proceeded to twirl into one of her frequent spontaneous dances. She can be as serious as an adult at one moment and then launch back into the joyful delights of being almost five. She has not yet learned to form stereotypes or prejudice, to fear difference or to not ask questions. She can entertain herself for an hour with nothing more than a willing audience and two flip-flops. God, I love this child!
Learning to cook!
1:04 PMMy culinary skills have primarily consisted of the following: operating the microwave, stirring contents of a pre-packaged meal in a pot on the stove (i.e., macaroni and cheese, soup, cooking noodles, instant rice, etc.), scrambled eggs, grilled cheese, and dialing a telephone. I supplemented this with no-cook foods like salad, sandwiches, fresh fruit, and fresh vegetables and I survived through college and living on my own in Virginia. However, after having gone through an extended period of time when eating was basically impossible and I had the privilege of sampling the range of Gerber baby foods in Stages 1 and 2, I want to cook and savor foods. I also will never, ever again in my life eat mashed potatoes, macaroni and cheese (it made me so violently sick), applesauce, cream of anything soup, or anything pureed. I want to enjoy healthy meals and savor the tastes and foods I never thought I would be able to eat again when I was struggling to eat 1/4 cup of pureed mashed potatoes thinned with chicken broth. Thus, I have decided to learn to cook. My first successes unfortunately did not have the opportunity to pose for a photo-shoot. They were a sweet apple sauerkraut, an apple and beet salad, and sesame chicken. It all turned out delicious and there was no need for the fire extinguisher! Pictured above is last night's success, Italian Baked Tomatoes. They have a drizzle of olive oil, seasoned sea salt, oregano, pepper, garlic, and fresh grated Parmesan cheese. The garnish is Basil leaves (which is in the seasoned salt) for aroma and a touch of flavor. It was a wonderful meal, and easy to make!! It may take me longer than most other people, and I may have to make accommodations (like sitting down to do most of the cooking) but the results are just as amazing, if not more so for the extra effort! My next planned meal will be an eggplant and tomato augratin. Also, a huge bonus - I purchased all fresh ingredients for 6 meals this week for $80, which would have been $40 or less had I not needed to buy a stockpile of spices. It is even less expensive than the other meals!! Bonus! And I savor any new independence I can claim!!
New Wheels
11:25 AMThis is a picture of what my new wheels will pretty much look like!! Yesterday was my appointment for my evaluation for a new wheelchair, and I am beyond excited for my new wheelchair! It will be an impatient 2-3 month waiting period as this chair, with all of its customizations and specifications designed just for me is going to be incredible. The change will be unbelievable, like going from a bicycle to a Mercedes-Benz. My current wheelchair has improper wheel position, which causes me to have to expend excess energy as well as soreness just to propel it, and I am fighting against both the wheels and the seat back with each push. New chair? Not a problem! The center of gravity will be properly aligned, with the wheels properly positioned, and the seat back designed so I do not have to struggle against it with each push. Custom gel cushion seating, custom cushioned back cushion, non tip removable wheelies, and custom leg rests that will actually help properly align my legs from hip to foot!! Tires that will not cause me to have to play damsel in distress in the snow this winter, and welded tie downs for safety on the bus. Oh, and the color rocks! It is a metallic purple plum color! Oh, and it weighs about half of this bulk of a monster I am using now!! If you want to see details, go to and click on the side links for things like color (plum craze), tires (the heavy duty tread at the top) and such. I am going to have a sporty, sexy, hell on wheels chair!


