Month: May 2018

So, … Time for Self-Care

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I am taking some time off to wallow.  Not in self-pity but in a “me first” mode. I feel guilty already but if I do not stop to breathe, I may stop to breathe.

Dramatic?

Why yes, yes I am!!  Memba me.  I am the Queen comma Drama or Q,D.  First things first, music therapy.

Disclaimer: I have no copyrights to the song and/or video and/or hyperlinks to songs and/or videos and/or gifs above. No copyright infringement intended.

See ya on the flip side.  Breaker, Breaker one nine.  Ten four good buddy.  🙂

As always, more to come.

3.2.1 Quote Me!

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Thanks Laura for the nom.  Look at me being all cas as in casual 🙂  Using nom for nominated.  Maybe should have used tagged.

Any Who.  Thanks again because I NEED this right now.  Fun distraction for the day.

Am I the bomb diggity or what?

Or what you say!  I’ll take it.

3.2.1 Quote Me! was created by Rory at A Guy Called Bloke & K9 Doodlepip

Rory is the bomb diggity.  No or what is needed.

Here are the rules:

Thank the Selector – Done
Post 2 quotes for the dedicated Topic of the Day. – See Below
Select 3 bloggers to take part in ‘3.2.1 Quote Me!’ – See Below

Topic For Today: Age – Age, Ageing, Aged.

“The longer I live the more beautiful life becomes.”  ~ Frank Lloyd Wright

“It annoys me when people say, ‘Even if you’re old, you can be young at heart!’ Hiding inside this well-meaning phrase is a deep cultural assumption that old is bad and young is good. What’s wrong with being old at heart, I’d like to know? Wouldn’t you like to be loved by people whose hearts have practiced loving for a long time?”  ~Susan Moon

Now to tag three.  You fine folks are it:

Jim

Melissa

Barbara

If you opt not to join in, please tag someone else to replace you and see how far this will go.

As always, more to come.

#1linerWeds. 5/30/18

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Dude, I never needed the monkey as much as I do right now.  Look at his sweet little face.  Peace, Love and Prayers.

I’ve been on my knees these last few days.  Trying to make sense of the nonsensical.  Trying to live life without worries and anxiety.  Not for the faint of heart.  But still I try.

Lots of wordless moments.  In between all the wonderful memories.  When people lose a loved one, they remember what a good, kind person.  In many cases, that’s simply not true.  People are flawed.  Revisionist history is used to get through the grief.  But every once in a while instead of tribute, there is truth.  That rare unique soul who touched so many.  Gone too soon but not forgotten.  I carry your example with me.

On the death of a friend, we should consider that the fates through confidence have devolved on us the task of a double living, that we have henceforth to fulfill the promise of our friend’s life also, in our own, to the world.

Henry David Thoreau

Rules and Ping Back.

 

So … The Medical Meat Market Reboot

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My journey in this fresh hell began 11/11/17 when I fell and broke my arm.

Today I had my follow-up from all the lab work previously completed.  No secondary causes for my osteoporosis.  All blood work and the 24 hour collection urine analysis was in normal range.

I answered the additional questions and my FRAX is 3 for hip and 9 for everything else.  If you recall over 3 and over 20 were definitely treat.  I am on the bubble going from 2.3 to 3 on hip but down from 9.4 to 9 on all else.  I was all yay!  Repeat scan in a year.  Thanks for playing.  Have a great day!

But, oh no.  Missy Thing the PA said I had a fragile fracture in her opinion when I broke my left arm.  She said I was definite candidate for treatment and she jumped directly to option 3.  I said cool your jets Missy Thing, we’d have to make the case for insurance because we’d be skipping Option 1 and 2.  She said her case is made because of my numbers.

What the what??!?! last I checked 3 was not greater than 3 and 9 is definitely not more than 20.  I asked her who was right? Her or the doctor?  She said she’d go find him and run her assessment by him. And yes I was mean to her.  Nice mean.  Blunt not mean.  Oh what the hell I am out of sorts.

The appointment ended with me saying I needed to consider all my options.  I will not be rushed into a decision.  I left with orders for a repeat scan in January 2019 and appointment to follow three days after.

If I change my mind, I call and tell them.  At which point I will inject myself daily for 24 months for one and done treatment to grow new bone.  My head is spinning and I cannot even do the math.  Come on brainy types.  That is how many shots?

Oh and by the way, Missy Thing tells me somewhere in our discussion that this medicine gave lab mice cancer BUT they injected them with  triple doses.  She said I should not worry.  The mice are not white females over 50 who have had fragile fractures.  They’d never give me a triple dose.  Ugh! How ridiculous.  Talk to the hand Missy Thing.

As always, more to come.

Heartbroken

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A dear friend passed away unexpectedly last night. I am stunned and in disbelief.  I go to the keyboard to process my feelings.  She would understand.  That was her gift.

We grew up together in a small close knit community.  My dad and her mom were co-workers for a time.  We parted ways as life would have it.  The last time I saw her was at a funeral where we stayed behind after the Rosary to catch up.  Just like time had stopped and never separated us.  Our connections remained despite changes in geography.  We planned many a time to get together but something usually intervened. I always knew that through the miracle of technology, she was never more than a click away.

I have extracted two years worth of texts and FB messages onto a 50 page Word document.  I wanted to keep something tangible.  I may even turn our conversations into a new category – Quotes from Cat. My wise sweet friend.  Gone too soon.

What’d we ever do before Internet?  Get in the horse and buggy and go to the annual barn dance?  I only partially joke.  Say what you will about privacy but I for one am forever grateful social media exists even though it does not replace a phone call or face to face.

She was one of my first followers on the blog.  Directly via Word Press too, not just through FB sharing.  She encouraged me to keep on writing and keep on smiling.  She had this innate ability to know when I most needed a friend and she’d pop up on messenger with impeccable timing.  “You’re on my mind” she’d write.  And I’d feel her warmth and caring.  This is her last note to me:

Thank you so much for sharing the stories. Beautiful. Isn’t it amazing how things work out for the best? Love you. Even if life keeps us from seeing each other for years our common beginnings keep us “family”

Not going with my usual sign off.  I need a break from the MORE that is inevitably to come.  Not to be too preachy but oh what the hell.  I am going to testify.  Stop whatever  fool thing is preventing you from having a life worth living.  Pay it forward! Hug your loved ones and never be the first to let go.  Tell the people in your life what they mean to you while they are still around to hear it.