ME, Moi, Mij, Mi, Bana

So if you haven't figured it out this blog is completely about me!! Now you're probably thinking ~ aren't all of your blogs about you?  No actually they're mainly my Royal views on how the world could run better.  Or they may be my observations of the continuous entertainment I find in the world around me.  This blog, this one right here, is completely about me.

     Why should you continue to read such a self-indulging piece of literature (ok a stretch but the best word I could think of)? I'll tell you because if someone out there doesn't relate to what I'm about to tell you then it is without a shadow of a doubt that I need to be committed for my own safety.

     Where to begin this glorious royal procession?  Tuesday. 

Sunday and Monday were what we have nicknamed "stroked" days around here.... pretty simply put ~ it is amazing I make it out of bed I am hurting that bad.  Tuesday I was on the upswing and had an afternoon Acupuncturist appt.  If you'll recall an earlier blog I've not had the greatest experience.  After Tuesday's session left me feeling barely any different than when I came in this "medical professional" announced that she believes that I've been misdiagnosed with CFS, Fibromyalgia and Epstein Barr by those other medical professionals.  You see I have brought all of this on myself by simply eating the wrong food.  That's right all of the pain I was in these last two days and the stress induced aphasia was because Saturday I ate something beyond horrendous.  After we dissected what actually turned out to be a pretty healthy food day (thank heavens) she then decided I must have smelled something unusual.  Really, it could be something as simple as Chinese Food she announced.  When that panned out she said I finally got it.  All of your ailments are related to the weather and the horrible storms we've been having.  ~~~~~~ I am no longer seeing her.

Wednesday will have its own post as it was that kind of a day. Thursday was pretty mild as I was saving my energy for Saturday's Wedding.

Friday the Procession truly picks up the pace.  The morning started with Patrick and Meg having to be at two different high schools at the same time to pick up their schedules for the new year.  I went with Meg as she's a freshman.  Her campus is HUGE and of course her classes hit all 4 corners and both floors.  All that walking around when the temp was over 100 degrees was not fun.  Thankfully I had Lunch with a dear friend to recover.

Once I got home we were completely in wedding mode.  Everyone's clothes were ready for Saturday.  I already bought the cutest card/gift holder.  Patrick's Tuxedo was hanging all ready for him to usher; I even trimmed his hair.  THIS SHOULD HAVE BEEN MY WARNING SIGN   My family relaxed and ready~ what was I thinking??

For fun the girls wanted mani/pedis so of course we ALL went. I found a deal where on Friday they are $13 and if you bring in family you get an additional $5 off the entire bill.  While everyone was getting fussed over I notice my gal's hands are shaking a bit.  She's new and so cute.  Again another warning sign missed.  She took as long to do my one hand as it did the others to be almost done with their pedis!!   While Meg is finishing up I go to pay and being the Math Geek I am was I have the bill figured out.  Well no their total came out $5 more than what I planned.  "Did you give me the family discount?"  "Of course we did."   Meg's still not done so we're sitting in back and this $5 difference is bothering me as I figured that into the larger tip I wanted to leave.  I go up again and they suggest maybe I should get a receipt... sure works for me.  You're going to love this.  You see I made the mistake of going by the prices listed on their menu.  What I didn't notice was the words above their prices that said.Starting At.  Ok I did see it but silly me I thought that meant services start here and as you add extras it goes up.  No they've raised some prices but because of those magic words Starting At they don't feel the need to print new menus.  BTW my math was spot on and they gave me back $4 (one item had supposedly gone up).  I gave that money to the girls in back.  So instead of leaving relaxed I'm in a bit of a huff.  Thank heavens for Bacardi Mojitos in a bottle.

Saturday I deliver Patrick early to the church and the girls and I get one last bow for our gift card box. It was so cute when you opened the box it plays the wedding march.  We still have time for a quick pastry from Panera as we now realize lunch may have been a smart idea ~whoops.  Once we're seated, after being escorted by my very handsome son the usher I notice a small tear in the seam of my new dress.  Ok no biggie I'll have hubby bring dress tape when we meets us at reception. By the time they exchange vows I realize the main seam down the right front of my dress is completely fraying!!  After communion, not to be left-out, the seam on the top left of my dress also starts to dissolve.   I am now standing with the program over my left breast my right hand holding what looks like the pleats of my skirt praying for the world's quickest reception line out.  NO NO NO NO what do you mean the bride and groom are coming back in?  We have to wave what....... I don't care what Granny wants us to do I am seriously having a wardrobe malfunction and what may pop-out NO ONE wants popping. Of course this may go without saying.... I really liked that Dress.

With no time to waste I head to Catherine's with the girls.  Thank God Patrick had Bridal Party pictures and a ride to the reception.  The three of us burst in and announce we have an emergency and need a dress now.  Of course we didn't notice the new signage on the windows announcing the arrival of their Fall Line.  UMM this is Florida we have Fall Weather for perhaps 3 afternoons in January!!!  After pillaging their sales rack we were successful in finding a dress that not only fit, matched the shoes I was wearing but was also marked down from $85 to $23!!  I have never worn a new dress out of the store before~ have you? 

Upside: New Dress no tears 

Downside: Hair totaled and make-up has been paroled.  

Upside: Made it to the reception before Bridal Party

Downside:  Used a lot of that reserved energy I’d been storing

That is the complete blog I planned to write until:  I read my comments and was so sweetly surprised to have learned I was given an award :0)

So see this blog is completely about me!!!!

Thank you to

Meggie at Shoestring Tightrope

Too many fingers in the pot?

Royal Note: I don't know why but this post took days to write.  I had so many thoughts but just couldn't get them focused

     Too many chefs spoil the soup? If that's true than is it possible that too many doctors can confuse the patient? OK maybe that doesn't sound right.  This is one of those opportunities where I will use the"I just had a stroke and my brain isn't working today" card.

     Since my release from Incarceration Rehab I have seen a number of doctors.  Thankfully their ranks have decreased as the months have gone by.  Currently I see my internist every three months and a neurologist every six months.  I have been working with a stress therapist since I came home whom I see once a week.  Recently I added a weekly visit to an acupuncturist who was recommended by a dear friend.

     Without sounding too arrogant I will proudly say that I have been working my butt off to get back to 100%.  I know it is going to take a while to reach that goal.  I understand that for most of the time the things that someone who is recovering from a stroke does isn't all that evident to others.  Simple things such as taking back responsibilities, learning new lifestyle approaches, even just learning when to take a nap and not push your body are not as easy as they sound.  All of these things along with physical therapies, medications and stress therapy work hand in hand to help the progression to full recovery.   There are times when the strides we make seem great and others when they're barely baby steps.

    So this is where my current frustration is coming in.  I have been seeing an acupuncturist for three weeks and it seems as though she wants complete credit for how I'm feeling to date.  I am happy to admit that I have seen incredible results especially with regards to an ache in my ankle, one session and it was gone.  Having never seen an accupunturst before I don't know if this is the mindset they all share:  Your life pretty much sucked until you found me and without me you'll never fully recover.
Since seeing her she has made the following comments:

• there's nothing in your history suggesting a stroke I'm not sure you had one
• there is no such thing as chronic fatigue syndrome or fibromyalgia
• your entire family needs deep counselling to recover from your stroke
• your are helping your children become co-dependents by allowing them to care for you
• I believe I've done more for your well-being than your stress therapist
• the way your body reacts to ant bites means you have an immune deficiency

OK I know every one's answer is.... don't take that crap.  But like most situations in life there's more to it than meets the eye.
    
     So like I stated earlier is this a common life view of acupuncturists?  I understand that this is a way of life for many.  Am I taking things way too out of proportion?

    I am one of those people who goes to the doctors with a list of questions.  When I am told anything that I don't full understand you'll finding me researching it on the Internet.  I also firmly believe it is important to be your own best health advocate and if you are uncomfortable asking doctors questions then have someone go with you to your appointments.   So again I am thrown for a loop.  Every website I come upon regarding acupuncture is by someone who practices it so I'm not really finding "the other side" of the coin so to speak.