Geez, Louise

Some days you just have to suck it up, ya' know?

Last Thursday, I woke up in an adrenaline rush from a nightmare. I was dreaming that I was living with my parents and my brother in Seattle and someone knocked at the front door at two in the morning. Odd, no? My Dad answered the door, being most imposing, and stepped out onto the porch. Then a young couple rushed in, the teen boy pointing a gun at me, and the girl looking around the house anxiously. I yelled "They have a gun, Mom! Stay put" and "WAKE UP. HELP!" to my sleeping brother, whom I could hear snoring upstairs.

I had my arms folded around my head until I realized that was no way to identify the intruders, so I looked at them and was amazed at how young they were. The girl ran into our kitchen and turned on all the gas burners on the stove, then blew out the flames. Then I started yelling at the obviously frighted boy, and I don't know exactly what happened, but he told me to get on the floor, and I told him that I couldn't (but I didn't say it was because I couldn't get back up LOL). This was obviously when I was doing much better than I am now.

At some point I realized I hadn't seen my Dad since he went outside, and that made me mad so I started yelling, and who the hell knows how, but I got the gun away from the kid, was holding him at bay and backed into the kitchen and turned off the gas. I ended up having to shoot him, but when I did it didn't really shoot - and I did a Scooby Doo ... Roo??? then  shot him three more times. These knocked him down, but did not kill him, and I got on the phone and called 911. Then I woke up.

I hate it when that happens. It took me a little while to calm myself down, it seemed so real. And that is how Thursday began. And I guess just for Cinco de Mayo, they were Hispanic. I know.

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Thursday night I was installed as President of my sorority for 2011-2012. I didn't want to do it, but circumstances and misunderstandings led me this far so I pretty much have to go through with it. WooHoo! (inset bronx cheer here)

Friday I got maybe seven inches cut off my hair, so it now is collar length in back and clavicle length in front. I do a zigzag part, but when Lan did it she did it from front to back. I looked in the mirror and my pupils dilated! I was aghast. Where did all that grey hair come from???  I had her comb my hair from back to front then zig it from back to front and, thank god, I got my mostly brown hair back. But now I know how to add ten years to my age. Hrumph!  Perhaps next Halloween!

Yesterday was our annual Mother's Day Luncheon. This year we had it at the Tacoma Yacht Club, and it was very nice. The past few years we've been having it at Tacoma Elks Lodge, and it seems to have been slowly going downhill, thus the change in venue back to the TYC. It costs more, but it's worth it. And it's so lovely down by the water, near Pt. Defiance. The sun even came out for awhile but the wind was brisk. We still haven't caught a break in the weather. Our warmest day this year has been 68F. And that was just one day. Yesterday was 64, breezy and partly showery. After the coldest April on record, this is no Spring at all!!


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This week I see Dr. H. my neuro, and will discuss whether I have actually gone downhill in the last eight months since stopping Copaxone, or whether I have just imagined it. If it's for real, what are my options? (Will steroids still work for me? If so, hook me up, puh-leez.) If not, Is it back to Copaxone? What other tricks have you that won't potentially kill me? 

The day after I see him, I go in for my cath change which is no big deal, except that I keep having to train new nurses on the procedure, and invariably some little thing gets spilled or  leaks, or what have you. I am a patient one, but it does get trying sometimes.


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Well, Happy Mother's Day to all you Moms out there. May your kids be gracious enough to do something special for you other that to just come to your house and eat your food. Flowers, a cake, a box of candy - any or all of these would be appreciated, I'm sure. How about dinner at a restaurant with a view?

Have a good day, TTYL, and Be Well,

Oh, and let it be known and not forgotten, it was a promise ...

... and not just an idle threat.

I don't need to see a picture of you with a hole in your head and one in your chest to know that you are dead and now buried at sea. Too bad if that wasn't good enough for your family and followers. You were dealt with respect - 

and now you  are gone.