Update On Medical

Aaahhhhh my dear minions. I was out most of the day stuck in a waiting room at Dr. D's office. I am glad to say that she has released me for 6 months. I will have to see her in September for a follow up to see if I am Polycythemia free or not. But for this moment in time I feel pretty damned good. She said everything has gone back to almost normal. If I have any problems to see her. So sis if you are reading this I am normal but still Abby Normal for now.

Now I need to tackle this Fibromyalgia shit. I don't think it's Fibro though. I think it's an underactive thyroid. So I need to talk to my family doctor and see if we can look into this.

A Note To Let You Know I'm Okay

Back in the world of the living again. I had a really bad Fibro attack. Yeppers, I wanted to gnaw off various limbs of my body but I held off of that. So I am back to torment you all without a remorseful bone in my body.

I would have been on earlier but we had a squirrelacide in the neighborhood this morning. Stupid little buggers were chasing each other up and down the power poles and one of them wasn't careful. *ZAP* And then a loud bang. Yep, he blew the power out. We get these like 3 or 4 times a year. At least the electric company knows what you mean when you say there's been a squirrelacide.

While I was stuck in bed David took it upon himself to try to give the puppies a bath on Sunday. I found out because 2 little fuzzy children scampered onto the bed I was lying in and took up refuge between my left arm and my left side. Both of them were shaking uncontrollably and they had this very scared look on their faces like "mama don't let daddy drown us, please. We'll give you all our toys if you'll hide us."
Sorry but I had to give them up. David was very right in giving them baths. They was stanky little dogs. But they turned out very sweet and soft when they dried off. Just like babies, David fed them right after their bath and they fell asleep the rest of the evening. Happens every time.

I love this cold weather. It's my body that has a bitch with it. Right now I'm wearing my baby blue sweats with my hair in a ponytail and my killer rabbit slippers. They're bunny slippers with bloody fangs. So I'm fairly warm and toasty. I took 2 Tramadol a while ago and I'm feeling no pain right now except in my left hip. But that's normal. I just wanted to let you know, my dear minions, that I am fine as frog hair split four ways and I am going to crash out for a while.
Love you all very much.

Tis The Season To Warm The Puppies

I woke up late this morning and found two little shivering puppy dogs in bed with me. I couldn't even turn over to see who it was. They were secured, slightly under my back. Lucy had her legs under me and her little head on my neck. Pebbles was nearly under the lumbar area of my back.

It was quite impossible to turn over to see who was breathing hot and heavy in my ear. I had to get up out of bed. The Shiver Sisters were still lying there worming their way under the blankets. Lazy bums! So I left them there, went to get a shower to warm up my muscles and came back to get some clothes on and they were still snoring in bed. I got some coffee and toast. watched CNN for a half hour then came to turn on the computer to write a post and all I heard was loud snoring coming from the bedroom down the hall. Tis the season for puppies in bed with me again I guess.

Ok, as you know I'm back. Stinking Fibro made me dizzy in line at the Post Office yesterday and I almost passed out. I hate when that happens. David is usually with me and I can leave and sit in the car if it gets bad. It bothers him when I get my migraines and my fainting spells. His mom died of brain cancer. I already had an MRI and I'm okay in the head ahahahahahahahhaaa.  Never mind ... let's move on.

As for the e-zine I am going to take it slow and work things out. I have the MS Publisher coming from Amazon.com, but it won't be here til almost Christmas time. But the Wacom Intuos4 Medium Pen Tablet will be here in a week. I'm antsy as shit about that thing. Also wondering how I will be hiding it from David. When he does find out, I'll be dead meat. SO, who's coming to my funeral ahahahahahahhaaaa.

Update And Thinking ... Again.

Update: Lucy is fine.  She was never really hurt bad with the mouse trap incident. She never got the cheese either. Silly little shit. Right now she is lying in her favorite spot behind me in the chair I'm sitting in. At least I know she's not getting into trouble. No more mice caught even though I still have the traps set.

Me, I'm doing fine. Just trying to take each day as it comes along. I can handle the pain somewhat. It's just the tiredness that gets to me. I feel like I'm being dragged into a hole all the time. Someone get me a freaking ladder PLEASE!!!

I seem to be thinking much more clearer now. It's so very strange to me. I was always in a deep fog. It must have been the Fibro doing it to me because since I've been on Cymbalta and Lyrica I'm sleeping deeply and clearly thinking again. No more foggy brain shit. David says he needs to watch what he says around me now because I'm more alert. That makes my witty comebacks on his remarks much more sharp to the touch. ouch!
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Okay, I'm going to plead for something. *getting down on my knees ... ouch ... ouch!!*

I want to know if anyone of my minions know of a great Pagan or Witch magazine online or in paper form. Preferably in paper form.  Nothing stupid that portrays us as people who dress in black robes, black eye makeup, long scraggly hair and carrying a stupid staff with a skull on the top of it. We are nothing like that. We are normal people.

I want a magazine besides Llewellyn, Witch's Voice, or Pagan News That portrays Pagans and Witches as normal human beings, everyday housewives, single parents, hard working normal intelligent people with regular jobs that has a Pagan religion that they are proud of.

A magazine that isn't just a few pages to it but thick and meaty like Family Circle. I want a magazine that talks about politics, our problems in life, exercise tips, beauty tips with herbs, some spells, tips for rituals, recipes for all sorts of stuff and of coarse food recipes for OUR holidays.  I want a magazine that isn't afraid to tell it like it is and sets the record straight about things that irk the shit out of me like linking us to cults. And no Fluffy Bunny crap either.

Please is there anything out there like that?

I Feel Like Crap But I Don't Care

I just got back from the Rheumatologist's office.
Great news !!!!     I don't have Lupus.

Bad news !!!!  You'll have to put up with my ass until I croak.  BWAAAHAHAHAHHAhahahahahahahhahahahaaaa!!!!

Just thought all my dear minions would like to know that I will be back to my old cantankerous self starting today. So, just to let some of you who suffer like my silly ass does, my tests came back ok.  I don't have Lupus. It's just Fibromyalgia

Anywho, I stopped taking the Amitriptyline to help me get some deep sleep after it started to wear off during the night about three nights ago. Screw that I'll be taking Tylenol PM if I need to sleep. I will be seeing him again on the 16th of December at which time he will put me on Lyrica along with the Cymbalta that I am taking now.

Ok, to other good stuff ... I would like to welcome all my new minions to the fold. You will each receive my written plan of World Domination as soon as I can get copies. (joking)

Welcome aboard my dears. If you have read any of my previous blog posts, I'm innocent, no bodies, no pictures, no proof, you will know that I tend to cuss like a longshoremen if I get riled. Which is rare, but then I had to stop because I was thinking what if kids are reading this crap. Then I thought ok if kids are reading my crap then maybe I should ask if they know any new swear words. But then I would really be in trouble and I'm babbling again aren't I?

Well the giveaway is almost ended so if you know of anyone who needs to enter that hasn't ... DON'T TELL THEM !!! ahahahahaa more for you Linda ... r i g h t.  And sucking up to me won't get you picked either so stop sending me emails saying how wonderful I am. But I have to say it's been fun and I might do a Yule Card giveaway after this one is over.

I will be back tomorrow with something crazy as usual to talk about. Until then ... Ciao.

My Humble Thanks and Another Update

 I would like to thank all my dear sweet blogger girlfriends for their well wishes and ideas on how to beat this Fibromyalgia that I hope is not Lupus. David and I are going to look into trying a Sleep Number bed. And I have loads of questions for my Rheumatologist on Thursday. I didn't know so many of you have the same thing. I guess we all have something in common. A sisterhood if you know what I mean. I'm very glad and honored to be in such a sisterhood because I am in such great company. Ok what did I get on the Humble Meter this time?

It's a bit cold this morning and I have to tell y'all if it wasn't for the fact that I had to pee I would never get out of bed. I was so warm and comfy there all wrapped up in my blankets listening to the puppies snoring. They all snore like little babies with congestion. Make a load of noise I can tell you that much. I couldn't get back to sleep, so I got up. They did too and it was like watching clowns pouring out of a clown car at the circus.

I have the heater going and some water on for tea. The Cymbalta is taking charge. The only thing I hate about it right now is that it makes me feel wobbly in the knees. The pain is very minimal and that's what I need. I would like to be normal again but that's a possible no go.

A friend of mine said I should apply for Social Security but I told her no way. I'm still able to get around on my own. I don't need it. Besides I may be able to find a good combination with the drugs and be able to go back to work at the lab. But I may not be able to stand all day like I used to when working. Who knows.

Ramblings For a Friday

It's been a crazy week my minions. First off I started my first ever giveaway on Monday. Yea!!!  I know!!  I tried not to post anything during this week so everyone could see it when they come in.

Yes, stupid me. I know. Why the shit didn't I just set up a small banner for everyone to see on my side panel and they could enter by clicking on it.  Well duh ... I blame it on my freaking meds. That's my story and I'm sticking to it. So neener neener :P

I went to see a Rheumatologist  yesterday afternoon. I want to have his kids!!! Damn he was fine!. *wiping my slobbering mouth* Ok, I'm back to normal, what ever that is now days. SHIT!!! THAT MAN WAS FINE!!!      OUT!!!   OUT !!!!   DEMON!!!

Ok, anywho, He said we are going to try to rule out Lupus but he thinks my problem with all the pain and tiredness is Fibromyalgia.  So that means like I had to give up a pint and a half of blood to the Lupus testing and all the other junk he wants to rule out.  Hmmm, maybe that's why I'm so damned light headed today. I'm still recovering from the Vamp draw.

He changed my prescription and now I'm taking something to help me sleep. He also upped the anti on my Cymbalta to 60mg which seems a bit better. But we will see how long that lasts.

Does anyone in the med field know what  Amitrptyline 25 mg is?  It's a freaking antidepressant with massive side effects. One of them is drowsiness. The other is heart attack and/or stroke!!  I am taking that to help with my sleeping problems. The doctor said it will make me drowsy enough for my body to take over the sleeping part. Shit, I may not even wake up. WTF!!!  

Stuff didn't work last night. Oh It started out fine by knocking out my lights but I kept getting up with pain It was still potent enough to knock out my lights after turning over and rasslin with the blankets ( Yes, I sleep with a blanket or two. Even if it's only 75 degrees in the house... WTF  I'M STILL COLD!!!). 

This morning it was raining when I finally got up. That was around 10:30am. It is taking me 3 hours to write this shit cause I feel hung over like I was at a party and don't remember a thing about it.  Don't you hate when that happens? I sure do.  At least there was no stranger in my bed. I really don't like the hung over part though. That's how I feel right now. Hung over, and I feel like a gray mouse took refuge in my mouth and slept there all night long. EEEEEEWWWWW!!!