I was diagnosed with Multiple Sclerosis on 5/19/2021. I am taking over my own blog to start a journal of this new and scary journey. I want to use this platform to write about how I'm feeling, what I'm eating, how I'm sleeping, doctor's appointments, symptoms...fuss, gripe, whine. But, ultimately, I want to use this platform to share my journey as I get to know more about MS and push forward into tomorrow. Every single day.
Saturday, January 31, 2009
Quick Saturday Post
Friday, January 30, 2009
How To Give A Cat A Pill
- Pick cat up and cradle it in the crook of your left arm as if holding a baby. Position right forefinger and thumb on either side of cat's mouth and gently apply pressure to cheeks while holding pill in right hand. As cat opens mouth pop pill into mouth. Allow cat to close mouth and swallow.
- Retrieve pill from floor and cat from behind sofa. Cradle cat in left arm and repeat process.
- Retrieve cat from bedroom, and throw soggy pill away.
- Take new pill from foil wrap, cradle cat in left arm holding rear paws tightly with left hand. Force jaws open and push pill to back of mouth with right forefinger. Hold mouth shut for a count of ten.
- Retrieve pill from goldfish bowl and cat from top of wardrobe. Call spouse from garden.
- Kneel on floor with cat wedged firmly between knees, hold front and rear paws. Ignore low growls emitted by cat. Get spouse to hold head firmly with one hand while forcing wooden ruler into mouth. Drop pill down ruler and rub cat's throat vigorously.
- Retrieve cat from curtain rail, get another pill from foil wrap. Make note to buy new ruler and repair curtains. Carefully sweep shattered Lladro figurines from hearth and set to one side for gluing later.
- Wrap cat in large towel and get spouse to lie on cat with head just visible from below armpit. Put pill in end of drinking straw, force mouth open with pencil and blow down drinking straw.
- Check label to make sure pill not harmful to humans, drink glass of water to take taste away. Apply Band-Aid to spouse's forearm and remove blood from carpet with cold water and soap.
- Retrieve cat from neighbor's shed. Get another pill. Place cat in cupboard and close door onto neck to leave head showing. Force mouth open with dessert spoon. Flick pill down throat with elastic band.
- Fetch screwdriver from garage and put door back on hinges. Apply cold compress to cheek and check records for date of last tetanus shot. Throw tee-shirt away and fetch new one from bedroom.
- Call fire department to retrieve cat from tree across the road. Apologize to neighbor who crashed into fence while swerving to avoid cat. Take last pill from foil-wrap.
- Tie cat's front paws to rear paws with garden twine and bind tightly to leg of dining table, find heavy duty pruning gloves from shed, force cat's mouth open with small wrench. Push pill into mouth followed by large piece of filet mignon. Hold head vertically and pour ½ pint of water down throat to wash pill down.
- Get spouse to drive you to the emergency room, sit quietly while doctor stitches fingers and forearm and removes pill remnants from right eye. Call furniture store on way home to order new table.
What a super night!
Thursday, January 29, 2009
Knitsational: I Heart Giveaways
Wednesday, January 28, 2009
H.O.U.S.E.W.O.R.K. should be a 4-letter word
Beware - I'm Venting
- I really do enjoy my job
- My boss treats me like I'm a human with feelings
- My boss knows that I'll get my work done and doesn't breathe down my neck
- My boss has 4 boys all under the age of 13 at home and understands if something happens at home (sick kid or otherwise) that it's a parent's duty to go take care of the situation, whatever it may be - and whether or not I have time to take (vacation or PTO)
- Sometimes I'm so busy I can't even think straight
- I supply administrative assistance to two and sometimes three other departments and/or people - depending on what is currently the hot topic
- People seem to always assume that I work in Human Resources; I do not
- Folks assume that I know everything there is to know about everything that goes on here; I do not
- Sometimes it's up to me to keep my mouth shut about stuff that doesn't need to be public knowledge
It's Wednesday, and I want to talk about cats today!
Tuesday, January 27, 2009
I got tagged!
Monday, January 26, 2009
Little Bit's Mantra, Clean Laundry, & Nursery Furniture
Sunday, January 25, 2009
No Fever AND Feverishly Cleaning
Saturday, January 24, 2009
Little Bit Update OR How I Can Update My Blog with Sick Children
Friday, January 23, 2009
Under the Weather, Baby
Thursday, January 22, 2009
Walk Down Memory Lane OR Proof That I Was, Once, A Blonde!
Wednesday, January 21, 2009
Incidents & Accidents
Tuesday, January 20, 2009
Let it snow, let it snow, let it snow - then just try to drive in it!!!
Monday, January 19, 2009
Superfantabulous Weekend! (tee hee)
Sunday, January 18, 2009
Recipe: KB's Baked Ziti
- 1/2 ziti pasta
- all provolone cheese
- all sour cream
- 1/2 spaghetti sauce mixture (w/ ground beef, turkey or spinach, whichever you use)
- remaining ziti pasta
- all mozzarella cheese
- remaining spaghetti sauce mixture
- top with Parmesan cheese
Bake 30-40 minutes, or until cheese is completely melted inside and out.
Saturday, January 17, 2009
Recipe: Danish Butter Balls
Friday, January 16, 2009
Good and Productive Day
Thursday, January 15, 2009
My newest attempt at finding my Inner Creative Person
Wednesday, January 14, 2009
A Poem Shared
**** I don't know who originally wrote it, where it came from or anything about it except that I loved it enough - felt close enough to it - to share it with you. And, though I would LOVE to be able to take credit for writing it, I did not. TTFN JMST’was The Month After Christmas T’was the month after Christmas, and all through the house, Nothing would fit me, not even a blouse. The cookies I'd nibbled, the chocolate I'd taste At the holiday parties had gone to my waist. When I got on the scales there arose such a number! When I walked to the store (less a walk than a lumber), I'd remember the marvelous meals I'd prepared; The gravies and sauces and beef nicely rared, The wine and the rum balls, the bread and the cheese And the way I'd never said, "No thank you, please." As I dressed myself in my husband's old shirt And prepared once again to do battle with dirt... I said to myself, as I only can, "You can't spend a winter, disguised as a man!" So, away with the last of the sour cream dip. Get rid of the fruit cake, every cracker and chip. Every last bit of food that I like must be banished Till all the additional ounces have vanished. I won't have a cookie, not even a lick. I'll want only to chew on a long celery stick. I won't have hot biscuits, or corn bread, or pie. I'll munch on a carrot and quietly cry. I'm hungry, I'm lonesome, and life is a bore... But isn't that what January is for? Unable to giggle, no longer a riot.
Happy New Year to all, and to all a good diet.