Tonight, I decided to write a short post. It would mean so much to me, if I could write every few day. For me, that is ambitious, but I will do my best.
I know I should read my previous posts, prior to writing. It would help to know where I left off and what I wrote, so I do not repeat the same old stories. It takes a lot of energy for me to be sitting upright at the computer, so I never look at past posts....sorry!
Over the past year, I have gotten much sicker. After six or more months of worsening/new symptoms, I know they are here to stay. Obviously, that's never a fun realization. Nonetheless, there was a definite progression over the length of 2012. From talking to my neurologist and immunologist, I know that this is most definitely a one way street. Regardless, it is always discouraging when the time comes that I have to admit I have a new normal.
I have come to a point, where I have been canceling my doctor appointments, left and right. They are just too hard and grueling these days. So, so hard on me. This Thursday, I have an appointment with my endocrinologist. My son, Ryan, will be home and available to drive me. This will be a big help and I am so grateful.
Our poor new pooch, Molly, has been under the weather. She didn't seem sick, when we first brought her home. It is funny, because we couldn't believe how well behaved she was when we got her, considering she is only two. Well, "poochy" is starting to feel better and we are now meeting the real Molly. Yowza...her energy and excitement is boundless, unlike the Mr. and Mrs.!!!! We are so lucky that she is perfectly house trained. If there is one thing we have learned, is DO NOT TAKE OUT THE TENNIS BALL!! What is it with dogs and tennis balls??? She needs tennis ball withdrawal therapy! Molly jumps on my bed and sometimes, I'll throw it from my bed down the hallway. That works...you would think! She ends up jumping on my bed, dropping the ball on to the floor and barks until I, yes I get up and pick it up....rosta ruck! We have been in a bit of high energy shock the past few days, but she is still a good girl. It feels SO good to give her tight, tight hugs. I missed that so much! She is so sweet and will be with us for a long, long time.
I do remember, in my last post, that I mentioned that Ceal sent me Les Mis! Jimmy and I watched it the other day. I was really sick, and our DVD player is in my living room. Knowing that I needed to be in my bed, I wasn't sure if we should have watched it then or not. Once the music started, my adrenaline when through the roof. At one point, Jimmy had to take out Molly, so I went to bed, until they were back. From the beginning of the movie, and especially at the end, I cried buckets...I couldn't see much beyond my tear filled eyes, but I think Jimmy was right behind me....of course, he would deny it! The movie took my breath away..and water weight! It brought me back to all of my first row visits to Broadway. I hope you all get to see it. If anyone wants to come and watch it with me, Ceal sent lots of popcorn!
I know this post is not action packed. Hoping to stop in once or twice a week to write again. It is good for me to write, and sometimes I might even have a story!
XO
Cathy..., no, Fantine
ps~ not to kick a dead horse, but I love my family...so blessed
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