Thursday, November 12, 2009

Boba Fett the Poet. Who knew?

Just a really quick October update. I'm slack. I've been sick.  I've been tired.  I've been overwhelmed.  For awhile I was pretty sure I had been cursed.  Oh, you think that's funny?  I'm serious.

Several definitions of pox in no particular order: 1. Misfortune and calamity. 2. (Orthopox Viruses) Molluscum contagiosum (MC) is a viral infection of the skin or occasionally of the mucous membranes. 3. (Herpes) Chickenpox or chicken pox, also known as varicella, is a highly contagious illness caused by primary infection with varicella zoster virus (VZV). 4. Most common late complication of chicken pox is shingles. 5. A disastrous evil : plague, curse.

Do you see what I'm getting at here? First, I had the shingles in May.  In August, Monkey had the MC.  In October, Monkey had chicken pox.  Even though he had been vaccinated.  The dog has started limping and running on three legs.  The computer had a VIRUS and had to go to computer hospital for 2 weeks.  I feel slightly CURSED.  Not to mention the other obvious pox, Lyme.  Oh, for the love of Joanie and Chachi. What is going on? Then, big fat THEN, the mic on the iPhone quits working.  AND the mic on the earbuds.  It's as if Stephen King is quietly lurking in the background around here. Somebody get me a priest!  So now you know.  Some gypsy has put the kibosh on me and my family for an unknown devious reason. Are you laughing? Really? REALLY?

So Monkey was home from school for weeks on end.  I send him back and just a few weeks later he is home again with a cold.  Then I get the cold.  Then Neenie gets the cold. It has yet to let us free from it's mucus spewing grip. Brilliant!

So let's move on the positives shall we?  Monkey and I decked ourselves out in costumes and went to a Dead Poet's Party.  Oh, fun!  He wrote a poem and read it.  I am so proud of him.  He is so much braver than I ever imagined. And talented.  I think the most important thing involved in cultivating a talent is to just keep doing it over and over.  He does.  He writes books and stories everyday.  Sometimes it's just cartoons.  Sometimes it's chapter books. Once, it was a haiku. He inspires me.

October October
With a good ending
And a Lollipop

I found a really wonderful Lyme group online and have been visiting it every night. It's my first real experience with a chat room.  I feel like I've made friends with people who understand how sick I am.  They love to talk medicine and I love to talk medicine too. I have learned so much in just a few weeks. I feel like I need to be very careful though because I don't want to live in this disease.  I do not want it to be who I am. It's comforting to know that I am not the only one though.  I have met other people with autistic kids, GF/CF dieters and chelators.  I don't feel like the black sheep anymore.  What a relief.

I know this is relatively short, but I just wanted to get back on the horse. I've missed writing.  More later.  Maybe Boba Fett will have something to add.