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My Fibromyalgia Update

Published November 23, 2009 by glaumland

Fibromyalgia has been, at least for me, a constant balancing act of trying to use the right meds at the right time and balance that with activity and rest. Although I may find a regimen that works great one day, there is no guarantee that it will continue to work another day.

So I’ve been playing with sleep aids, which seems to be where most of my troubles lie. I don’t remember when I’ve had a good night sleep and woke up refreshed (actually, I do remember one day in February of 2007). How sad.

And lately I’ve been having lots of nights with active dreaming again. Makes me tired just to think of it. I’ve had lots of dreams about houses; so big and complicated you need GPS just to get around.

One of my really good friends is a nurse and also very in to natural medicine. She works the late shift so sleeping cycles can be very challenging for her, too. Lately she’s tried L-tryptophan, the amino acid that’s found in turkey that makes everyone sleeping on Thanksgiving afternoon. She said it has really worked great for her.

So I decided to give it a try. Wow! I’ve actually gotten 2 good nights sleep (not to say they were dreamless) but I wasn’t exhausted when I woke up. I actually feel good! Amazing!!!! I forgot how much energy I could have when I feel refreshed!!!! It’s definitely an exclamation point day!!!! I’ve already offered up thanks to God; now I’ve got to call my friend. She’ll be so pleased for me.

I hope this continues for a long time, but I’ll enjoy it for however long it lasts. I’m off to conquer the world!!!

Until next time…

‘The Life Of A Pirate For Me…’

Published November 23, 2009 by glaumland

This is one of my favorite songs from the Disney version of ‘Peter Pan’ where the pirates espouse the virtues of pirate-hood. Today, I’m feeling their joy/pain…

I’ve been working with the cockatiel Roxie0 (who is now trying to type) to get her out of the cage and more into+ being handled. It’s been a learning experienc0e for5 me and iI t0hink she is enjoying it, too. She obviously doesn’t enjoy paying bills as she was content to watch me do it. Thank goodness. I’m not sure my bank account could have survived her on the number pad.

So it seems that she doesn’t like my typing on the keyboard, although she’s back up on my shoulder again. Which brings me back to the pirate thing. I understand now why pirates had wonky hair: their parrots were ‘preening’ them when they were talking.

Roxie has been working on my hair this morning. I’m not sure if I should be flattered that she loves me so much or annoyed that she thinks I’m not spending enough time styling. At least she spends as much time on herself as me.

Next come earrings. Pirates wore (wear?) big gold earrings. The set I’m wearing presently aren’t big, but they do have a little gold with a pretty purple stone. Although I’m not so sure how pretty it is now covered with bird spittle. I’ve come to the conclusion that pirates’ earrings are worn to keep the parrots from munching on their earlobes. Ouch!

And finally, the wild costumes. I mean, pirates would have to search high & low to find some of the crazy outfits they wore, but why? Today I have the answer: to disguise all of the little ‘presents’ that birds leave when they are perched on your shoulder.

Isn’t it fun when life gives you answers to the questions no one ever asks. Makes life adventurous.

Aargh…until next time…

Going On A Fabric Journey

Published November 19, 2009 by glaumland

I got to spend the day with one of my favorite people today: my best friend & sister of my heart. We’ve been getting together on a regular basis and doing some quilting. It has been very therapeutic and productive – definitely a memorable time.

We’ve finished a baby quilt that had its humble beginnings as some of the ugliest blocks I’ve ever seen. (Why did I ever put those fabrics together?!) Amazing how some fabric, thread and creativity can turn an ugly duckling into a beautiful, snuggly gift. So I’ve decided,  you just can’t force the fabric to do what you want; sometimes you just have to go with the fabric.

OK, I know I’m sounding like a corny hippie-crat here, but I have to say in my own defense, it’s a much happier way to quilt for me. It takes the idea of ‘quilting with no rules’ one more step. After a day of quilting, instead of being tense and worried about our project, I’m all relaxed and happy with the process.

So the fabric is on a journey through the sewing machine, and we’re just along for the ride. There’s no map and there’s no telling where we’ll end up. We let the fabric tell us where it wants to go, and amazingly enough, it’s usually a beautiful destination. Sometimes you have to back-track (and do some ripping out) but it usually isn’t as painful as you would think.

[It’s kind of like having Bob Ross whispering in your ear (the oil painter on PBS with the soft voice that lets the painting tell him where to put the little squirrels), although the experience is more akin to the PBS show “Rare Visions and Roadside Revelations.”]

Enjoying the journey of the quilt is just more fun when you allow yourself to take detours and visit local attractions. You just never know what you’ll find or where you’ll end up. But at the end of the day, you’ve had a great time and made some memories.

As for today’s adventure, two sets of quilt blocks finally told us that they didn’t belong together. So now we have the beginnings of two awesome quilts. I can hardly wait to see where we end up! Yippee!

Until next time…

If Wishes Were Hotdogs

Published November 19, 2009 by glaumland

Wow, it’s been forever since I blogged. It hasn’t been because I don’t have anything to say, it’s just been because…well, life has been wacky lately.

I’m finally off the meds that turned me into an anti-social zombie. So now I’m spending lots of time trying to get my life back in some sort of order. It’s been challenging, but it’s much better than the alternative. I feel like a real person again.

I was feeling sorry for the dogs, since the time change has meant that we don’t spend as much time outside with them. So Santa came early and brought them a couple Kongs (hard rubber toys with room inside for treats).

They were so happy, because tonight I filled them with hotdogs! The pups didn’t know what to do…they kept running back and forth to make certain the other Kong didn’t have more goodies than theirs, then ran back to try to figure out how to lick a hotdog out of the center.

Ha, ha, ha…mind games with puppy dogs – I can definitely win that battle! (Probably)

Until next time…