I wake up. I allow my facial muscles to do their morning dance while my hands hands. They quiet and I rise. I’ve slept on my hair wet so it is curly and unruly. I put on an old hoodie to cover the animal atop my head. I’m not in a hurry to get myself …
I’m awake. A co-worker takes the kids to school. Dave asks me what my goals are for the appointment with the new neurologist. I try to tell him, but get frustrated. I thrust the three pages of intake papers into his hand. I direct him to the third page where I have carefully outlined, in …
I fall asleep. I did not take any Ativan. I’ve rested all day and the tremors are mild. Lets see how we do without Ativan. It’s a controlled substance for a reason. Today I read “Go Ask Alice” in one afternoon. This only reinforces to me how easily a person can become addicted to drugs, …
I wake up. I’m nervous. Today is EEG day. I’m frustrated doctors at Danish Blueberry Mound did not do the test. This whole process is so drawn out unnecessarily. What if they think I’m making it all up? I read up on EEGs the night before. It suggested not drinking coffee. It’s going to be …
I wake up. My body is quiet, but my face is not. I pushed too hard yesterday. I get it. Fine. I won’t go to the open house. Sheesh. My face is worse than it’s been in days. The tremors are a little worse. At this point, normally if I’m lying down my body tremors …
I wake up. I glance at my fitbit. It’s 10:30 am. I never get to sleep in. What kind of voodoo magic is this? I remember. I am better now. I am in control of my body. Yes. My hands are resting by my side. I become aware of the twitch, the telltale sneer twitch …
I wake up. My head hurts. My body hurts. It feels like I have whiplash. The good news is my speech is a little less stuttery, my tremors are less pronounced. I’m nervous. Today I see the neurologist my doctor got me into. I’m confident my ultrasound will show everything is just fine. Look an …
I wake up. I feel fuzzy. After the initial facial twitch freak out, the tremors are calmer. I can speak a little more clearly. But still I feel fuzzy, not just where the tremors normally are, but all over. My butt, my sides, my abdomen, are all fuzzy. The twitching is taking up residence in …
Waiting. Waiting. Waiting. What do you do when it’s pouring down rain and you can’t drive. I spend Wednesday morning grading tests. Progress Reports are coming out Friday! I want the grades to be accurate, but I’ve excused myself from writing comments. Sorry parents. Hmmm. Lets write some lesson plans for the substitute. Could I …
To know me is to know I’m not a hugger. I try to go to Mass at least twice a month (besides all the times I get to go through school). The most stressful part of Mass is the “Our Father.” First you have to figure out, are the people next to you the kind …