I really feel sorry for the people who lost loved ones during the September 11th attacks. Duh, right? Not only for the obvious reasons; but now 12 years later, how do those people move on with their lives? I mean, they get 11 months of normalcy (as much as just being alive allows) then their losses are amplified annually to a level I simply cannot imagine. Yesterday I was pondering this and I couldn't help but wonder if any of them have just had enough. And if they are getting tired of it, do they feel guilty? What's it like having an entire country "all up in your business" for at least one day every year?
A childhood friend of my husband finds himself unemployed today for the first time in his entire adult life. Is he employable? Exceedingly! Is he over 50? Yep.
Another, more recent, friend of hubby was thrown out of his home by his wife of 30+ years. She has very, very advanced MS and between the disease and the truckload of pain meds she's on, her cognitive function is really deteriorating. And their daughters - who have a beef of some kind with their dad - have convinced her their father is not taking proper care of her. I've been in their presence a very little bit since he and my husband have become friendly, I never witnessed anything but adoration when they would look at one another. Of course there are two sides to every story, blah, blah, but all I can say is this news saddens me and my husband is devastated.
I'm distressed at the politically-themed bullshit being posted on Facebook and sent to my email box by people I really thought had more sense. Nothing infuriates me more than people who blindly forward emails and repost garbage without verifying it first.
My dogs won't eat unless I'm in the room all of a sudden. I don't know what the hell is going on with that nonsense.
And my cat Pete is throwing up a LOT and I can't afford the vet bill.
I'm a clinical trial alumnus who lives with multiple sclerosis, a husband, two dogs and two cats, while diving headlong into menopause. I've been accused of having a potty mouth and am OK with that.
September 13, 2012
September 10, 2012
Jealousy, pride and politics
So my great friend Jeri has hit the Big Time! Her MS blog apparently has been catching some VIE's (Very Important Eyes) in the Biomedical and Pharma communities and she is now being invited to tell her story in person to actual really smart muckety-mucks at some heavily-attended meetings. Bitch.
OK, I'minsanely a little jealous. So what if I don't write as well as she does or have never met a cuss word I didn't like, I want to be invited too, I've got stuff to say too! (insert whine here).
It dawned on me over the weekend that for the first time I think ever in my life I'm truly excited for a friend who is succeeding and realizing a dream. It's a nice feeling to not harbor even just a smidge of animosity. Besides, I'm already exercising and building up grip strength in order to grab on to her coat tails. I'm not proud; I'll be her Girl Friday when she decides she needs one. I can be Rosalind Russell to her Cary Grant...except for the kissing part because that's not how I roll.
Oh, and look how cute this is getting. Romney & Ryan. Two Rs. R-squared.
Scares the Living Crap out of me.
OK, I'm
It dawned on me over the weekend that for the first time I think ever in my life I'm truly excited for a friend who is succeeding and realizing a dream. It's a nice feeling to not harbor even just a smidge of animosity. Besides, I'm already exercising and building up grip strength in order to grab on to her coat tails. I'm not proud; I'll be her Girl Friday when she decides she needs one. I can be Rosalind Russell to her Cary Grant...except for the kissing part because that's not how I roll.
Oh, and look how cute this is getting. Romney & Ryan. Two Rs. R-squared.
Scares the Living Crap out of me.
September 07, 2012
Yep. Still here.
So, what have I been doing?
Well, July was a bust. At the end of June I caught a cold or something, leading to a REALLY sore throat and laryngitis. That became an ear infection, which turned in to a sinus infection. A week or so in to all that I found a UTI. Basically I was a f**cking mess and didn't leave my house for the entire month of July. Seriously.
I had been traveling so much for almost a whole year, I guess it just caught up with me. Since the heat of summer wasn't helping at all, getting out for some exercise was not working for me, either. So I figured if I was sequestering myself inside all day every day, I was going to spend my time playing with pretty things.
So I spent my time on stuff like this.
And this.
And this.
Interspersed with stuff like this (really now, how cute was I?).
I have to say, as I do this stuff I'm thanking God or whomever that MS has not taken away my ability to craft like this. I am a little slower at it and the lighting has to be just right, etc. but I'm pleased with what I'm churning out and it brings me a lot of peace.
Well, July was a bust. At the end of June I caught a cold or something, leading to a REALLY sore throat and laryngitis. That became an ear infection, which turned in to a sinus infection. A week or so in to all that I found a UTI. Basically I was a f**cking mess and didn't leave my house for the entire month of July. Seriously.
I had been traveling so much for almost a whole year, I guess it just caught up with me. Since the heat of summer wasn't helping at all, getting out for some exercise was not working for me, either. So I figured if I was sequestering myself inside all day every day, I was going to spend my time playing with pretty things.
So I spent my time on stuff like this.
And this.
And this.
Interspersed with stuff like this (really now, how cute was I?).
I have to say, as I do this stuff I'm thanking God or whomever that MS has not taken away my ability to craft like this. I am a little slower at it and the lighting has to be just right, etc. but I'm pleased with what I'm churning out and it brings me a lot of peace.
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