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    After The Storm

    After The Storm

    Somewhere, in my memory box is a poem called After The Storm that I wrote. I haven’t found that box and hope it survived our flood.  It also makes me think of the poem, After a While by Veronica A. Shoffstall and the blog I wrote featuring it titled: Hopeful.  

    What does this have to do with After the Storm?  Well, I will find the poem but the storm for me has been my health but more recently we experienced a catastrophic rainstorm.  We had almost seven inches of rain in less than three hours.  As a result of this storm, we flooded, in our yard and then in the house.  We also got rain from the roof that leaked as a result of the catastrophic windstorm in March.  (that’s another rant)

    Photo from the Windsor Star – link on photo

    What the Ditch/Drain is like normally

    We have this check valve or back up valve that is installed so we don’t get water.  Well, the valve failed.  At first, the water was just in the yard, on the street but then it came rushing up the drain in the floor.  When we moved into this house, it was covered with tinfoil.  The only water we’d had in 22 years was when the hose broke on our washer when we were out at a birthday party.  We have a wet/dry vacuum but it would fill in seconds but our son brought home a sump pump, then our son went to my grams to get her spare sump pump.  We had two pumps going in the basement and we were able to keep it to about 3-4 inches when our neighbours had a foot to a foot and a half of water.  On top of all this, we were getting leaks in the bathroom and kitchen.  The kitchen isn’t so bad but the bathroom is another story.  Our insurance company, Allstate, has been great.  Our basement is covered to our maximum allowed and because we did so much of the hauling of the wet and severely smelly carpet, boxes and clothes out to a bin we ordered, we will not have to pay the deductible.  The roof that was supposed to be replaced after March is now going back to the insurance company to reassess the damage because it now includes water damage that shouldn’t have been there.  We are waiting on that.  After the storm, we already have the cheque from Allstate and can start to put this part of our life back together.

    L-R, Backyard Lake, Flooded Road, Flooded basement, first pile of wet, soggy basement items, The Sasso Bin with load #2, the Red Sky at Night After the Storm

     

    I’m also working on my health.  My health storm isn’t over but I’m choosing to find the balance.  I’ve become a doTerra Wellness Advocate to save money on essential oils for my personal use but it’s become so much more to me.  I can look in every room of the house that and see doterra products, be it oils to shampoo, to soap to a diffuser or two.  Slowly, I’m adding more and more natural, healthy for me items into my life.  I’m excited about doterra and the direction it’s heading for me.  I have my now too small box of oils, a larger one is on my Amazon wishlist!  I have doterra products all over the house now, hand cream that is not greasy, soap and shampoo in the shower.  I plan on making my own bath bombs because the store bought ones are just too strong for me.  I have lemon and wild orange on my window sill for adding to water.

    I’m still getting nerve block shots in my head, neck, back and SI joints weekly.  The hope is to be able to go every two weeks soon.  I have scheduled the appointment to see my Endocrinologist so that we can all work to trying the LDN. I have every doctor on my team visits in the next two weeks, after trying to only schedule two per week.  It is actually exhausting getting ready, getting there on time only to wait for long periods of time.  I have been really out of sorts and finally figured out that I was doubling my iron pills and not taking my antidepressant.  Yeah, that was a really stupid thing.  Lesson learned, look at the actual label before filling up your Pill Drill for the week.  Our new mattress set will be delivered on Friday, so we are hoping for a great night’s sleep.

    Sleep, I need sleep, it’s just been so exhausting.

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    Feeling Lost

     

    I’m okay, I’ve been feeling completely lost …

    I’ve been feeling completely lost. I’ve been playing it’s not anything, just my sugar, just my blood pressure but something is wrong. Today I go and get a heart monitor that I have to wear for the next two weeks.  I go after a week to have it read and schedule more tests.  My daughter seems to think that I have an arrhythmia of some sort and I will need a pacemaker, that’s the nurse in her speaking I’m guessing.  She’s the type of matter of fact speaking her mind person.  You see, she’s been with me for a few of my most recent fainting, shaking episodes. Two of those episodes were in a few short hour time span.  I get dizzy, sound is very distorted or I can’t hear at all, my vision goes blurry, I get a tingling in my arms and hands, I can’t stand, I’m tired and after I’m tired and my head hurts.  This scares the crap out of me  My blood sugar levels have been within normal ranges and my blood pressure levels have been within normal ranges so testing my heart it is.

     

    I’ve retreated so far into me that I feel lost

     

    If you just stumbled onto my ramblings, then welcome.  I’m a Chronic Illness warrior fighting Lupus, Fibromyalgia, Chronic Migraines, Chronic Pain, Diabetes and Hashimoto’s Thyroiditis and to top it off, I am battling with depression and anxiety. I haven’t written a blog in a few weeks because of that depression and the feeling lost.  Writing has always been my escape but I couldn’t seem to bring myself to write.  Seems like I get two steps ahead and then four steps back with no end in sight.  The goals have been to get me stable and see how things go.  Well, it’s been over two years since I’ve been off of work and I miss working.  I know I can’t work the way I am with any of my issues, hell I can’t even read and remember what it was I was reading.  My anxiety is lower but I haven’t driven much in the past two years and currently, I’m terrified that something will happen to me if I drive.  I’m alone a lot of the time and I like people, I like talking to people and I miss that interaction.  I’ve retreated so far into me that I feel lost even after two years of treatment.

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    I’m working on a blog about the Therapeutic Nerve Therapy that I’ve been getting at the Pain Care Clinic but I’ll share a brief description.  I started out ten weeks ago but I’m on week eight of getting shots.  The shots started out in my spine and in the lower back and they’re directly in the nerves.  Oh, I hate needles but if it was going to give me relief (it has some) then I needed to try.  The doctor running the trial is amazing.  I like him and he’s informative about all the side effects, adjusts the sites as needed and increased the sites as well.  He’s also given me some extra cortisone shots into my SI joint.  More on this form of torture and relief to come soon!

    I’m okay and not in a bad place in my head even with all that I’m dealing with.  I’m still mourning the loss of who I was while finding the new me.

    I hope you’ll come back and check out future blogs. I’ve received and will be receiving some products to try and even the pupalups will be getting some products to try as well, so I hope you’ll check those out too.

     

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    Depression and My Major Mood Swings

    Depression and My Major Mood Swings


    My depression has been worse than it’s been lately.  The least little thing sets me off, being alone most days all day gets me thinking too much and then when someone comes home I don’t want to talk to them.  More so if the question is. “what did you do today or what’s for dinner?”  Seriously, how are you?  How’s your pain and nausea levels?  Do you even want to eat?  A point of reference, I don’t eat much anymore and it has to be very bland and only a few things that I can eat.  As my depression ebbs and flows, I don’t feel that I can write.  I feel even more lost in my thoughts.  It doesn’t help that simple tasks have me finding that I’m having more and more memory issues.

    For the past few weeks, I’ve had a day here and there that the depression was worse or something made it worse and what was a good mood turned into me being a bitch.  I’ve lashed out at my best friend, who I miss with a vengeance and fear we will never be close again.  I’ve lashed out at my kids together and separately and said some mean things. Last night I lashed out at hubby and the kids.

    Last night I lashed out at hubby and the kids. Click To Tweet

    I’m home alone with the pupalups most days.  My family has school or work and leave the house at all different hours of the day.  I get not wanting to talk to me first thing before they go to school or work as I’m not a morning person either.  I’ve made an effort to be in the living room and that’s part in parcel with my back issues and sleeping on the couch.  I’m in the family nerve centre and only my husband talks to me and sometimes it’s that dinner question.  Some days, getting a shower is iffy because if I’m too dizzy I don’t want to try when home alone.  I’ve had too many falls lately.

    I just want my kids to spend a few minutes talking to me.  Tell me about your day, gripe about your day.

    I just want my kids to spend a few minutes talking to me.  Tell me about your day, gripe about your day.  I also want help.  I had to let the housekeeper go do to financial reasons and I can only do so much.  The company that is paying my long-term disability didn’t take enough or very little income tax off and it was a whopper of a bill that was due immediately. That bill had sent me into a deeper depression than I have been.  My one doctor keeps changing my appointments and he’s the doctor I really need to see.

    Pain and depression are closely related. Depression can cause pain — and pain can cause depression. Sometimes pain and depression create a vicious cycle in which pain worsens symptoms of depression, and then the resulting depression worsens feelings of pain.  Source:  MayoClinic.org

    I’m apologising to my friend, my kidlets, my husband and even my mother.  I’m sorry my depression has had me in a billion different moods.  I have no excuse for the way I’ve treated any of you.

    I am asking that if I ask you to do something in the house, please do it.  If I have to ask five or more times, then I’m going to lose it and yell.  No one likes me yelling but I shouldn’t have to ask six or more times to take out the garbage, cut the grass, bring a load of laundry up, clean your room, put your dishes in the dishwasher.  We all need to pitch in because I can’t do it all anymore.

    I’m in pain and you all know that but pain makes depression worse, worsening depression makes pain worse.  It’s an endless cycle.

    I'm deeply sorry to my family that I've hurt and my best friend who is going through her own battles and… Click To Tweet

    I’m deeply sorry to my family that I’ve hurt and my best friend who is going through her own battles and I compounded them.

    I can only try to do better.

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