Boo is a super service dog!

I spent hours today working on final project for PhotoJ3 class. It was several separate pages. When I put them all in a folder & tried to open it my computer crashes. I’m thinking “no way, that didn’t just happen.” So I try again and my computer crashes again. I try opening the folder a different way. Crash. All that work trapped. >:[

I try to run a malware program but it won’t go in the folder. I had no idea what to do so I right click on the folder and read the options… again… in desperation.

Finally tried search in the folder, not open.  Search finds them so I moved them from search to desk top. Okay, so I won I beat the crash-inducing-folder. I create a new folder to put my work in and try to open it and it crashed the computer again. >:[

Finally I decided “no more folders” and just saved my work individually on my memory card. I will live with it not being organized. I can open the work.

*whew* 

Oh & the best part: when the computer was crashing Boo came over & needed to be held. He calmed me down before I knew I was panicking. He’s a great service dog!

Pains of the Day

This morning I wake up with the usual concern: will my legs hold me up for the three steps to the toilet. And as usual I need to brace myself with my hands on the doorframe and sink to make it. My legs always feel kinda asleep and in pain at the same time every morning.

Then I make my way to my chair at the computer (where I always sit) and notice my hands are hurting more than usual. I know I need my meds as soon as I can but I’m sure I can’t open the bottles so I sit the bag of meds on my desk so I will remember I haven’t took them yet and work on my hands. I open and close my hand and rub them trying to get the over-stuffed painful feeling to ease.

Also I can’t really see. Everything is blurry and out of focus, just like every morning. It lasts a little long than usual and I really hate it.

I know I have to give Boo his meds and I pretty much fall into the floor from my chair because my legs didn’t want to hold me as I sat down. I managed to give Boo his meds without a problem and I wait a while before I risk trying to stand.

With a little help from the chair and I manage to get in the chair. I work on my hands some more until I think I can open medicine bottles. I take my meds and wait for them to kick in.

My calves have hurt since the day before. I didn’t do anything to cause it; just one leg cramped then the other one did later. It makes walking hard so I kinda waddle like a very old woman. I try to make sure I don’t waddle in public no matter how much it hurts. Never act hurt in public. Hide as many of your troubles as you can.

It took a long time before I admitted any troubles on Twitter. My Tweeps were shocked that I wasn’t a healthy, active 20somthing year old. Now I tweet, Facebook and blog and have a website about the Fibromyalgia that changed my life. I do it because I hope it helps someone realize what’s wrong with them or a loved one and get help sooner than I did. 

silent migraine

I feel like I can’t see, but I can see if I stop and concentrate, but that makes my head have a dull throb. There is an aura, but it doesn’t spread or last an hour.

I feel restless yet I know I should go anywhere. I feel sick at my stomach and achy. I want to nap.

I remember the cold chills I had over and over last night. Chills where I couldn’t get warm enough. Flu like chills.

This feels like a silent migraine happening because of a Fibro Flare. *sigh*

Why can’t I have at least more healthy days than sick? But no, my good days are like perfect weather days you get in a year. You get a few in the Spring and a few in the Fall but mostly its too hot, too cold, raining, snowing, ect. There’s almost something unpleasant going on.

That’s how I feel about me and my body, there’s almost always something unpleasant or downright awful going on. 

Living With Fibro

I created a new website as a school project. I decided to make it about Fibromyalgia because it’s something that has changed/destroyed my life more than once. I have all but 2 or 3 of the more than 100 symptoms of Fibro. The doctor said I am a classic example of Fibromyalgia, and I said what a thing to be a classic of.

I hope you will visit and read my website.

Living With Fibro

http://kansasphotography.wix.com/living-with-fibro

migraine

I didn’t really feel like going to class today. I was really tired and sleepy, but I knew we were doing teacher evaluations and I needed to be there. On my way there I started having a migraine. It starts as a spot of prism lights then it spreads out to a string of prism lights blocking all my eyesight in one eye. As soon as I got to class I took my meds and waited. It took 15 to 20 minutes or more to get my vision back. Thanks to getting my meds as it started I didn’t end up in bed (for days) but I do have a headache and feel nauseous. 

I love SYFY movies.

I love SYFY movies. 

They are so predictable and bad they are wonderful. It’s a great way to spend time vegging out in front of the tv.

I’m watching Dinocroc vs Supergator and we just seen the traditional blonds in bikini run. They won’t last long. It’s just the fate of all busty blonds in “scary” movies. LOL 

And the people with guns never think to shoot in the reptile’s open mouth because the scales on their bodies protect them.  And even if a mouth shot doesn’t kill them they wont wanna eat you with a sore mouth. Just my theory.

And then there is the bad acting. Oh so very bad. The “I could do better” bad acting.

SYFY movies are just fun to watch. 

Bits and pieces, snips and snippets, thoughts and thinks.

Bits and pieces, snips and snippets, thoughts and thinks. I haven’t had much to say lately. Not here and not to my friends. I have just felt….quiet. I don’t know why, I just ain’t thinking of anything to say. Nothing more than a sentence or two, so here goes a blog of a few sentences here and there.

My BFF back home in Georgia is Michelle. Her daddy has lung cancer and doesn’t have long to live. I am in Kansas and I wish I was back home with her.

I got Boo a new leash. The one I did have was thin and often got into knots. It also hurt my wrist. It was cut from a retractable handle that didn’t work anymore. Now the new leash is thicker, wider and not retractable. It was cheaper to get a longer leash that wasn’t retractable. I’ll handle drawing it up and letting it out myself for half price. Oh yeah.

I don’t like it getting dark at 4pm now. It’s depressing. I like when the days last until 9pm. And I miss the sunshine.

I broke a tooth. To get it fixed I have an apt Dec 18 (almost 2 months from when I asked). But that appointment is for a cleaning, after that I get an appointment to get my tooth fixed. It’s distressing because a year and a half ago my teeth were fine, now I have a mouth full of cavities. All because one (or more) of my meds cause dry mouth and I was “extremely low on vitamin D”. Before I knew that I could hardly get out of bed and I missed more class than I made it to. So now I take vitamin D, but nothing helps my dry mouth in the middle of the night unless its my fingers or thumb in my mouth to make it water. Well, one night I woke up biting my thumb from stress. So that’s not the best solution so far.

I talked Boo into playing with Silly Duckie and Boo eventually chewed a hole in it. Well, there was a hole in Lambchop so I sewed them both up and Boo was so excites to get them back he chewed more holes. I haven’t sewed them up again yet.

My computer is so full it wont hardly work. I’ve tried file compression and defragmenting it but there is only 5% of useable space left. I’m not surprised. It’s old. I don’t know if I should get discs and save pictures or get a mobile hard drive and move a lot of stuff over. 

Zombie Run

Last Friday morning I was brought awake by extreme pain in my feet. Especially the left one. It was all I could do to put it on the floor and put weight on it without screaming. The soles of my feet had been tender and had spots that felt like stone bruises. After a week of hurting, swollen and sometimes discolored feet I go talk to the nurse at the clinic. I got some numbing cream for my feet. I don’t feel the numbing but I have found myself taking deep breaths to relax without thinking about it.

Last Saturday I went to a Zombie Run. It was very cool! I got pictures of the race starting and of the runners encountering the last Zombie of the run. That way I didn’t have to walk far to get the pictures I took.

I’m just very proud of me for not being scared to go to the Zombie Run. Boo and I did go find the park Thursday and looked around so that helped. A lot!

Today I went to The Horror Club meeting for the first time and wasn’t scared. It was on campus and I was actually excited to go which helped. And I had talked to the main person on the school sight, so that helped more. And even more help was that my teacher told me what a nice person she was.

I’ve made big strides this week, on feet that felt scalded. Not bad, Amanda, not bad.