Monday, November 20, 2006


Thank you everyone who wrote loving and encouraging comments to my last entry.  Special thanks to Guido who sent others to read and comment too. 

Thanksgiving is approaching and despite this horrid flare, I have much to be thankful for.

I have a loving, caring, encouraging and amazing hubby who loves me.  He always says.... IN SICKNESS AND IN HEALTH

I have two amazing children who have grown into amazing young adults.

I have a mother who is my confidant and pray warrior.

And, I have loving friends both in both real life and in my cyber life.

Thank you all!

Sunday, November 19, 2006

Hospital Stay

I just got out of the hospital this morning.  Went in through the ER on Wednesday evening. I asked him to drive me there.  I was having a series of seizures.  They were unlike any that I have ever had.

It was really a productive hospital stay. They took me right into the back. The security guard wheeled me right in.

My body was contorting.  Making strange movements.  Nothing they pumped into me stopped this strange movements thing from happening.  Until finally they shot me full of ativan.  After four days of observation and testing, it was determined that because of the extreme pain my body was experiencing my body couldn't take anymore and attempted to compensate by seizing.  I was aware of everything through all of this.  Apparently that is possible.  I thought differently, but was told that this was, indeed,  possible.

I was finally sedated enough to stay still long enough to get a CAT scan and other tests necessary to find out  what was going on.  My seizure med was increased again and they increased the pain patch.

I ended up tripping or something.  My right leg gave out while I was getting into bed.  I tried to avoid falling and ended up doing something to my leg.  Thank God I didn't break a hip.  They wisked me right to Xray.

I am home now and attempting to get used to this new higher dose of pain patch.   It makes me tired.  But, it does it's job.  Except for helping my right leg pain. I'll take this.  It's better than the pain I was experiencing before I went into the hospital

Hugs, LuAnne



Tuesday, November 14, 2006

It seems that all I do lately is complain about the way I feel.  I just can't get back to some sort of tolerable existence.  This is also affecting my mood.  I am snippy and short with people.  I am in so much pain I don't know what do to or how to deal with it.

Sunday, November 12, 2006

A mouse looked through the crack in the wall to see the farmer and his wife open a package.   What food might this contain?  The mouse wondered. He was devastated to discover it was a mouse trap.

Retreating to the farmyard, the mouse proclaimed the warning: There is a mouse trap in the house! There is a mouse trap in the house!"

The chicken clucked and scratched, raised her head and said, "Mr. Mouse, I can tell this is a grave concern to you, but it is of no consequence to me.   I cannot be bothered by it."

The mouse turned to the pig and told him, "There is a mouse trap in the house! There is a mouse trap in the house!"  The pig sympathized, but  said, I am so very sorry, Mr. Mouse, but there is nothing I can do about it but pray. Be assured you are in my prayers." 
The mouse turned to the cow and said "There is a mousetrap in the house! There is a mousetrap in the house!"  The cow said, "Wow, Mr. Mouse. I'm sorry for you, but it's no skin off my nose."

So, the mouse returned to the house, head down and dejected, to face the farmer's mouse trap alone.

That very night a sound was heard throughout the house -- like the sound  of a mouse trap catching its prey.

The farmer's wife rushed to see what was caught. In the darkness, she did not see it was a venomous snake whose tail the trap had caught.  The snake bit the farmer's wife. The farmer rushed her to the hospital, and she returned home with a fever.  

Everyone knows you treat a fever with fresh chicken soup, so the farmer took his hatchet to the farmyard for the soup's main ingredient.

But his wife's sickness continued, so friends and neighbors came to sit with her around the clock.  

To feed them, the farmer butchered the pig.

The farmer's wife did not getwell; she died.

So many people came for her funeral, the farmer had the cow slaughtered to provide enough meat for all of them.

The mouse looked upon it all from his crack in the wall with great sadness.

So, the next time you hear someone is facing a problem and think it doesn't concern you, remember -- when one of us is threatened, we are all at risk.

We are all involved in this journey called life. We must keep an eye out for one another and make an extra effort to encourage one another.

Remember that each of us is a vital thread in another person' s tapestry.  Our lives are woven together for a reason.

One of the best things to hold onto in this world is a Friend.

Wednesday, November 8, 2006