Category: Missy
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I cried
On Friday I cried in the car. They were happy tears sprinkled with a little grief. What triggered these tears? I enjoyed a shopping trip with my kids for the first time ever. This is despite the fact that it was almost 4 hours long. Despite Butterfly hiding in clothes racks and losing her shoe.…
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Writing as therapy
I wrote this post last winter, and then never actually posted it. I’m posting it today because I was out of town last week and kinda maybe forgot all about writing something for today until now, while I’m sitting in my car waiting for my daughter to finish up therapy. I wrote it as a…
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The Time I Had an MRI
I have been experiencing shaking and fatigue in my hands. Holding onto things is difficult. Opening things has been almost impossible. I needed to thread a needle and that was a joke. Playing the piano has been exhausting for my hands. After experiencing these symptoms for a few months, hoping they would magically go away,…
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I DO IT MYSELF!
When babies transition to the toddler phase of life they tend to develop a new phrase; “I do it myself!”As a parent sometimes it’s adorable, like if they pick out the Spiderman t-shirt with the princess dress and snow boots as the outfit-of-the-day. Other times it’s enough to drive you to insanity, like when they…
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CRAP!
Let’s talk poop. I have irritable bowel syndrome, so I think about pooping more than I should. I happen to have IBS-M, which stands for irritable bowel syndrome mixed. IBS is a syndrome diagnosed by symptoms and ruling out other diseases like celiac or colon cancer. Symptoms include diarrhea, constipation, bloating, and tummy pain for…
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The passive Cheerleader turned active Cheerleader
A couple of weeks ago my husband wrote about initially being a passive cheerleader in my chronic illness journey. A few days ago I expressed to him my concern over a new symptom I am experiencing. His response? Go see the doctor and make sure it isn’t something serious and the next day I scheduled…
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Don’t be like me-a passive cheerleader
My wife told me on numerous occasions of her new symptoms. She couldn’t quantify or qualify them other than “I hurt”; other times it was “I am exhausted”. These talks rarely occurred in a sit-down or even sick-in-bed kind of way. For the first year, they were mostly just part of the day-to-day check-in one…
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Life Changes
As a child, teenager, and young adult I was driven, confident (maybe over confident), energized, and enthusiastic. As an example, in high school I went on a field trip to the state capitol with my then U.S Government teacher. He is now a representative. While we were there he introduced me to everyone and told…
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The Money Game
With the majority of my diagnoses, there isn’t a clear-cut treatment. For today’s post I’m going to stick to talking about fibromyalgia because, for me, it is the hardest to treat. When I was diagnosed with fibromyalgia the only treatment that was covered by my insurance was an old antidepressant that had been shown to…
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Chronic Fatigue Rollercoaster
Chronic fatigue is a lifelong rollercoaster ride. It has ups, downs, twists, turns, and sometimes a sudden stop. Yesterday felt like the brakes were thrown on suddenly at the end of a steep downhill plunge. After years of trial and error, I have a pretty good system that keeps me functioning. I take several herbs…
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