What’s Up, Doc?

All right, readers; I’m going to do my best to to write about anything except fibromyalgia, depression, or suicide in the coming weeks. Those that follow along will know I’ve been preoccupied with an unsuccessful medication switch and return to original. Back to where I was at the beginning of September, I’ll appreciate the painContinue reading “What’s Up, Doc?”

Whoop, There It Is

Warning: This post includes discussion of suicide. If you need help, call 988 to speak with a mental health professional right now. This tattoo was a symbol of choosing life when I committed to my first real ink art in November of 2021. Suicidal ideation has been a close companion daily for many years, andContinue reading “Whoop, There It Is”

This Is It

In some cases, the difficult questions do eventually cul-de-sac into answers, whether we like them or not. One of my most challenging quests has been to find relief for my fibromyalgia. Is there anything out there that will address the whole enchilada? The answer has become quite clear. No more wondering or searching. This chronicContinue reading “This Is It”

‘We wake up and take the indicated action.’ 

Christina Applegate has multiple sclerosis. She’s had it for a while. In an article, (link below) she spoke briefly about her experience since being diagnosed. The quote above shares a perspective of one of her M.S. friends. “…It’s been a tough road. But as we all know, the road keeps going. Unless some a**hole blocksContinue reading “‘We wake up and take the indicated action.’ “

Searching for Peace

Caution: Frank discussion of suicide. If you need help, call 988 Suicide & Crisis Lifeline to speak to mental health professionals. She danced and traveled. She was an accomplished psychiatric nurse and author. A searcher, she was seeking answers, solutions, alternatives. She provided support, encouragement, friendship and love to more people than we’ll ever know.Continue reading “Searching for Peace”

To Everything Turn, Turn, Turn

My birthdays (I accidentally typed ‘girthdays’ which may be more appropriate!) aren’t such a big deal to me; I just consider it a day to pamper myself. Same ol’ same ol’ this year, my 58th birthday and I’m still so sick from changing medications for fibromyalgia. This time, though, was different! My husband began myContinue reading “To Everything Turn, Turn, Turn”

For Today

For this day, right here, right now, I will not think about what others think of me. Hopefully, I’ll do it again tomorrow. p.s. Yes, I know they probably aren’t thinking about me right now, wherever they are! HAHAHAHA – holy crap. My husband just texted and said, “I just checked out today’s post. That’sContinue reading “For Today”

Countdown 3-2-! & More

Okay, my new bathroom tile will not look like this. Can you imagine? For my in-home spa (a very small en suite bathroom), I’m going for ‘serenity now & a laugh.’ But guess what, people! The tile setter is here working today and as many days as it takes! Not sure why, but approaching myContinue reading “Countdown 3-2-! & More”

So Sick & More

This past week, I’ve been in bad shape physically. I have much to share but can’t put together a real post. Luckily, I’m having some testing Friday to rule out problems other than fibromyalgia. The last post about the move-in of my mother-in-law ended on a positive note. Almost immediately after, I was irritated. IssueContinue reading “So Sick & More”

I Got Plastered & More

Hallelujah! My bathroom got some walls! I told the tile guy I’m not as excited as I was three months ago when demo happened. He assured me that’s the way it is, a pain in the ass. So, there’s that. As work begins in there, I realize the new bathroom is going to be smallerContinue reading “I Got Plastered & More”

Autumn Coming & More

Daily highs in the 90’s and 100’s give way today to a max temperature of 79 degrees, and I love it! The school year has already begun but it doesn’t feel like the end of summer, regardless of the calendar, until we feel a chill in the air. Autumn is my favorite time of year.Continue reading “Autumn Coming & More”

Side Effects of Rambling

In this period immediately preceding the move-in of my mother-in-law, I’ve occasionally recorded, here in my blog, the thoughts I’m having and the implications of this new living arrangement as they’ve come up for me. I share my feelings with my husband, whose most common response recently is, “I don’t think it’s going to beContinue reading “Side Effects of Rambling”

Parent is Also a Verb 8/28/22

One of the most important gifts a parent can bestow upon their child is resilience. Over the decades since the 1970’s, the message regarding the significance of self-esteem has certainly been taken to heart by many parents, and it is important, but some of the ways people go about strengthening a child’s self-esteem result inContinue reading “Parent is Also a Verb 8/28/22”

A New Porpoise & a Bit of Rambling

“No one is useless in this world who lightens the burdens of others” – Charles Dickens Puzzling recently about my purpose in life, established in the mid two oughts. [I still don’t know how to address the first decade of our century. The 80’s, 90’s, and 00’s in writing but what about when one isContinue reading “A New Porpoise & a Bit of Rambling”

No Can Do

Even the tooth fairy must get tired. I’m in fibro flare. It’s been the worst painI’ve experienced since I broke my leg. Typing isn’t conducive to relaxing neck and shoulders. I know this sounds weird, but I think of you every day. I’m excited when I see repeat visitors and I recognize your names. GotContinue reading “No Can Do”

This Joint is Jumpin’

Bird centralwas hopping this morning! I took a great video of the birds coming and going from the birdfeeder, but wasn’t able to load it on this page. (I know, I’m showing my inexperience with media.) I sat and watched as many finches, sparrows, warblers, and nuthatches flew in and out with some waiting theirContinue reading “This Joint is Jumpin’”

Parent is Also a Verb 8/13/22

Oh, but it goes so fast! Enjoy time with your little kids now. Before you know it, they’ll be grown and gone. You’ll miss these days later. And on & on & on. At a big box store about 20 years ago, my two boys, ages two and three, sat side-by-side laughing together as theyContinue reading “Parent is Also a Verb 8/13/22”