November 2006 Archives

I always do. And, it isn't looking that good for Republicans. Not at all.

Today was my husband's second pre-trial. He wasn't there. They didn't transport him. His lawyer got up there and lied again ... pretending he has had a hard time figuring out where he is incarcerated and getting him transported. He is in the same prison he was in when they transported him for the last pre-trial. They haven't moved him. Not once. The judge continued the case for two weeks.

This is getting beyond stupid.

Addendum: On a totally different note ... God totally saved my life Sunday morning before church. I was driving down a road I am not very familiar with, doing what I do ... which is look at houses ... when I realized I was at a very sharp curve and going way too fast. I tried to slow down, but the road was slick. I ended up sliding. I tried to turn and everything just locked up. Next thing you know, I am sliding off the road. I went through some grass, and then across another road, before coming to a stop about three feet from a line of trees. I didn't hit anything and the only explanation there is for that car stopping at the speed it was going ... is God. I immediately started praying when I lost control of the car and I started praising the Lord just as fast when it stopped!

God is totally awesome!

In 1998, I started suffering from unexplained muscle cramping, chronic fatigue, headaches, and symptoms of irritable bowel syndrome. The first doctor I ever went to told me that it was because I was the mother of three children. The second doctor I went to told me that it was all in my head. The third doctor I went to told me that it was my sciatic nerve. The fourth doctor I went to told me that it was my age (35) ... then it was arthritis.

Since 1998, my symptoms slowly increased and now include numbness and tingling in my muscles, muscle weakness, jaw pain, sleeping but not feeling like I have slept at all, memory problems, and stiffness so bad that I have to tiptoe for the first ten minutes of the day. I have thought at times that I was losing my mind, especially when the doctors treated me like I was being silly ... or that I was some kind of hypochondriac. I was almost ready to just give up ... until my doctor decided to see what kind of arthritis I really had ... osteoarthritis, rheumatoid arthritis, or lupus. Yes, you read that right. He tried to sneak lupus in there.

I don't have lupus. I do have some osteoarthritis in my lower back. I don't have rheumatoid arthritis either. But, I did get a diagnosis. There is no cure. It will get worse. Eventually, I will need narcotics even if I declined them at this time. I have Fibromyalgia ... and, I am tickled pink.

Yep ... you read that right too.

I hate it that I have something. I hate it that I have something that they can't fix. But, I am happy that I finally know that there is something wrong and it is not all in my head. That is a good thing. It feels good to know. I have known something was wrong for almost eight years. It is good to finally know that it has a name.

Some are going to think I have lost my mind, but that is okay. With everything else we are going through these days ... it sucked having to deal with all that too. Now I know what it is. Knowing is half the battle. What sucks is it took them eight years to figure it out.