A Chocolate Donut

December 21, 2007


Filed under: CPAP, fibromyalgia, health, life, rant, sleep — Wizus @ 12:28 am

In the last 16 months I have had 5 sinus infections..the only sinus problems I have ever had in my entire life.  I have been achy and sick, moody and tired, with itchy, watery eyes, stuffy nose and headaches.  My doctor told me it is from allergies, funny thing is, I am not allergic to anything that I know of.  In all my 42 years I have never had hay fever or any reaction to foods.  If I am going to need to use nose spray everyday just so I can breathe, then I want to know what am I allergic to.  So off to the specialist I went.

Allergy testing is kind of fun.  They draw boxes on your back and then prick each section with a different substance.  It doesn’t hurt and kind of tickles on the ribs.  The first test were all negative so I went back 2 weeks later for another round of tests with the same negative results. Then I had 5 tubes of blood drawn to test for various food sensitivities and that all came back negative too. So what is causing all these problems with my nose? I get tested for something else…mold.  All sorts of mold.  Twenty pin pricks worth and more blood tests!  Can you guess what I found out?  Yes, I am very sensitive to mold and fungi.  All sorts and kinds…ringworm, athlete’s foot, the stuff that grows on food and the kind that can show up in the bathroom. 

Talk about a lightbulb moment!  I have been living in my house for only 18 months.  I had the first sinus infection a few months after moving in, then one every 3-4 months.  I think I keep a clean home but the house is 20 years old.  We do a little investigating and we find mold in the walls! In the ceiling! 

I tell you, I am actually relieved.  I know it sounds crazy but all I wanted was to know what was causing my sinus problem and how to fix it.  It is not as bad as it sounds because we had already made our plans to remodel our home.  We have blueprints and a building permit, we just needed a nudge to stop the procrastination.  We moved out of the house (yes! moved! just wait till I show you what we are doing to our house!) and I am doing so much better…so much so that I do not use the cpap any longer!  No more swollen sinuses! 

I am so glad I insisted on finding out what type of allergy I have.  Maybe if I had lived with hay fever all my life I would have settled for the generic “you have allergies” diagnosis and never known I am so sensitive to mold.  I would have used the sprays and antihistamines everyday and just lived with it.  I would have blamed the headaches and flu-like achiness on fibromyalgia when it wasn’t that at all.  Now that I know the culprit I can deal with it!  


November 23, 2007

Dear clothing manufacturers,

Filed under: children, family, life, parenting, rant — Wizus @ 5:52 pm

My 8 year old daughter is not a miniature teen and I don’t want to dress her as one.  I don’t even think I want her to  dress like a teen when she becomes a teen! She is not trying to impress the boys in her class.  She likes to look cute, but not in *that* way.  She wants pretty clothes that are durable enough for the playground.  She would like an outfit that is stylish yet allows for spontaneous cartwheels.   Low-rise jeans do not fit this bill.

I was a 3rd grader in 1973.  My teenage cousins wore hip-hugging bell bottom jeans which I would have loved to have worn if they were available in my size.  (Lucky for Mom they were not.  She did not have to have deal with the frustration of looking for age appropriate clothing and Lordy! What would she have said if she knew my cousins wore no underwear under those skin-tight pants?!)  When I got dressed in the morning I did not worry that my panties would be higher on my hips than the waist line of my Toughskin jeans.  No one would see that I was wearing “Tuesday” underwear on Friday.  When I sat on the floor in class, my pants did not slide down my hips to expose my entire backside. 

I would like to take my daughter shopping and have it be a pleasant experience.  I would like to outfit her in modest and stylish attire.   She is at the age where I cannot fool her with the higher waisted boy’s jeans any longer.   She would like to try on clothes and hear me tell her she looks great.  Is this too much to ask?


Frustrated Mom

November 20, 2007

I’m useless today

Filed under: family, fibromyalgia, health, life, rant, sleep — Wizus @ 2:52 pm

I don’t know why I want to do nothing.  I am not tired, I am not in any pain or discomfort, I just don’t want to do anything.  I have a list 2 pages long in my notebook (damn that notebook!) but I cannot motivate myself into doing any of it  😦  I hate it when I get stuck in a funk that won’t let me be productive. 

Yesterday I managed to get a few things done that I didn’t want to do…all of which involved going into Walmart.  I am lucky that my local store has 1) a branch of my Dad’s bank  2) a mail center  3) groceries and 4) a pharmacy.  I feel like I accomplished a lot in one stop because that took a few hours…yes hours.  What is amazing about this store is, if I had had more time, I could have also gotten an eye exam, my hair cut and had our family’s portrait taken for out greeting cards!  Bummer, they are still on my to-do list.

I have a love/hate relationship with Walmart…I like the convenience of the store, but I find it weird that I am never greeted by a “Greeter”.  Even when my kids were small and I needed help with the cart the “Greeters” would ignore me.  No one believes it until they walk into a store with me…then, as if on cue, the “Greeter” will turn to talk with whomever happens to be behind them at the time.  If I have a return I have to ask them for one of those stickers they like to put on incoming merchandise because they will just let me go on in without stopping me.  Hubby and my friends are amazed.  I asked them if I have an unconcious “Don’t talk to me, bitch!” scowl on my face that scares the greeters away, but they promise me I don’t.  I’ll chalk it up to being one of my *gifts*, I am “Suzi, the invisible Walmart shopper!” 

Three days before Thanksgiving and I survived the Walmart parking lot,  being ignored by the “Greeter”, the business of taking Dad’s death certificate to the bank and straightening out a social security mess, mailing life insurance information to ungrateful brothers, buying a few fresh food items for dinner (for the remainder of this week, I advise only go into a grocery store if it is an emergency!) and made it through a check out line a mile long…so what is my problem today?  I just want to veg.  I want ignore my responsibilties, maybe turn on the TV to see what poor sap Dr. Phil is going humilate today.  


November 5, 2007

A series of unfortunate events.

Filed under: fibromyalgia, health, ic, life, rant — Wizus @ 2:32 pm

Last Tuesday my doctor informed me that I have what is called “interstitial cystitis”,  IC for short.  She did a test in the office that included inserting a catheter “the size of uncooked spaghetti”, as if knowing that was going to make it any better.  Anything going into my bladder from that direction is not good.   I then had to rate how I felt after she put a solution into my bladder, she drained the solution and put in another one, drained the 2nd solution then put in something that was supposed to “soothe” my bladder and whatever I felt I had to try and hold it for at least 30 minutes. Well, after that ordeal I couldn’t “go” for nearly 6 hours.  Now they expect me to go into the office 2 times a week for the next 3 weeks to have the soothing ‘cocktail’ inserted via the spaghetti sized catheter.  I really don’t think I am up to torturing myself in this manner.

She also gave me instruction to eliminate some foods from my diet and proceeded to name 1) everything I had eaten that day…bananas, orange juice and yogurt…2) everything I was planning to eat for the rest of the day…tomatoes and spicy food (spaghetti sauce and meatballs)…and 3) every beverage known to mankind…coffee, tea, fruit juice, soda, wine, beer and liquor.    I am a creature of habit so this wasn’t going to be very easy for me. I like what I like and if I can’t eat it it is hard to find a substitute but that night I ate the spaghetti (the irony!) with no sauce, my salad with no dressing  and washed it all down with a nice cool glass of water.  So far so good.  I was going to be fine with the diet, it is only temporary, I will begin adding foods back in after a few weeks and see if anything was a trigger food that made the IC worse. 

Friday I had an appointment with my allergist.  It was my second round of the skin test to see what was causing the allergy symptoms I had been having for the last 15 months.  It had become a serious problem because I have never had any allergy problems, yet for the last year my sinuses have been stuffy and swollen and I have had 5 sinus infections..the only 5 I have ever had in my life!   I had already had a scan of the sinuses done to rule out any abnormalities there.  I think the stress of it all was wearing me down and I woke up that morning just aching all over. 

I cannot believe it…I am having the horrible fibromyalgia pains that I have not felt for nearly 3 months?!  I had even gone to Hawaii last month and spent 4 days swimming, hiking and even paddling an outrigger and not once did the fibro pain come back.  What is so different now?  I’ll get out the yoga mat and try to relax… I convinced myself that it was tension and eased the pain away…

It was hard for me to sit still while the allergist is discussing the results of my tests, my body was aching and it made me restless…for this second test nothing was positive and the first test showed only a few weak positive results.  He sends me for a blood test…5 tubes of blood! 

Between the 2 doctors I had 5 new prescriptions, 3 of which I needed to take at night because they cause drowsiness.  I decide to call the Xyrem pharmacist (it is a controlled med that is supplied by only one pharmacy in the country) and ask her if there will be any problems taking these together and she is worried about only one of them…it is a sixth one, a decongestant that I had been taking for the last 2 weeks.  I decide I am not going to take anything until I can get this pain under control.

Hubby comes home and he is worried.  The pain has taken away my appetite and my confusion about what I can and cannot eat worried me so much that I have only had water all day.  “Maybe your potassium levels are too low?” he suggested, “That causes muscle cramps, doesn’t it?”   A quick search on the Internet and I am not so sure that is it…it takes more than one day of no food to have low potassium levels.  I do more yoga but this time I don’t feel any better.  More stress.  Lucky for me I have my Xyrem, it knocks me out cold.  I hope to wake up pain free.

I get out of bed but my feet fail me and I fall to the floor, I crawl to the bathroom door. It won’t open. I am crying and I cannot understand what is happening or where I am.  Hubby sits up and turns on the light…that’s the closet he tells me.  I feel panicky because I don’t understand him…What? Hubby helps me to the bathroom and I want him to leave me alone. Everything is swirling and I cannot stand up straight.  I try to get a cup of water and just pour it all over myself.  My heart is racing and I am trying to catch my breath.  Please let this be a dream…

“Hypokalemia”…that’s the diagnosis.  Seems that the decongestant I had been taking interferes with the absorption of potassium.  Combined with the limited diet I had for the past three days and I am lucky it is not more severe. Did you know low potassium can cause cardiac arrest? That is very scary stuff!  Hubby has been so great to me, not only has he not said  “I told you so!”  but he spent the weekend taking me to my favorite restaurants!

It has been two days and I still feel a uneasy from the scare.  This morning I had my usual breakfast including a banana and orange juice and the best part…my bladder feels fine!  Maybe I won’t need to eliminate too much of my usual foods after all.  

August 31, 2007

Hey, Lady! Let me ruin your day!

Filed under: life, rant — Wizus @ 4:22 pm

Do you ever get the feeling that something bad is about to happen? You don’t know what it is but all of a sudden there is an air of foreboding? That happened to me today, and it happened way to quick for me to backtrack.

The day was going well enough. I was lucky enough to be able to meet Hubby for lunch. We had to wait about 10 minutes for a table but that was OK. He told me work was slow, he was the only one in the office because everyone was taking advantage of the 3 day weekend. He says he will lock up early and come home, his boss is gone and everyone that reports to him is gone too, so why stay? YAY! So far my day is going pretty good!

Next I stop at Target. I just need to pick up a few things and this Target has a Starbucks inside…double YAY! I pull into the parking lot and park next to a large size SUV (this was really a poor choice on my part because I drive a full-size SUV too). I look over and see through their tinted windows that there is a baby standing in the front passenger seat. She is probably 10 months old and she really is pretty cute with a big ol’ grin showing her 2 top teeth. I smile to myself thinking of the days when KK was so little.

I turned off the motor and there it was…that feeling. Something is not right. I take the key out of the ignition I open my door and then it happens…I slip out of my seat, and I mean I literally slipped out of the seat! As I am falling I bang my knee and hit the SUV with my door. I get up, turn around to scan both vehicles and there are no marks. Phew! I begin to walk away when the woman in the SUV slides down her window and yells at me, “Hey Lady! Thanks for banging my car with your door!”

Oh great, I hate confrontation! I knew someone was in the car and I was so busy being upset at myself for my clumsiness that I didn’t stop to think I should yell “Sorry!”

Now I tell her I am sorry, I looked and saw no marks. “Thats not the point!” She yells…snidely I might add.

“Really? What is the point? Would it make you feel better to know I fell on the scorching pavement, that I bruised my knee and it hurts like hell? (I don’t wait for her answers, I just keep talking because thats what I do when someone puts me on the defensive.) If I were you, I would be more worried about putting that precious baby into her carseat rather than trying to ruin someone’s day by giving them grief about something so trivial as tapping your car. You would think you have never, in your entire life, accidentally hit someone’s car with your car door!” (The added punctuation is for clarity…this was more like a run-on sentence when I was saying it.)

At this point I thought it would be good if I just walked away because I was seriously getting a little too upset. But as I did I couldn’t resist, I turned back and yelled to her “Have a nice day!”

Now, of course, I spent my whole time in Target worried about her keying my car. Or maybe she would just be sitting there waiting for me to come out so she could berate me for having the gall to park next to her. I was kinda hoping she would be so I could make her look at my knee, and I could show her my broken fingernail to boot. That would cheer her up! She would be happy to know I am a bona fide klutz, wouldn’t it?

I just don’t understand it. Would you yell at someone for hitting your car with their car door? It was obvious I was not being malicious seeing how I had to pick myself up off the ground. Maybe she was too busy thinking about her precious auto that she didn’t see me disappear under the window? If your vehicle is more important to you than your fellow humankind, maybe you need to park further out in the parking lot. Away from all of us people that might be having a good day.

And she did bang my car with her car door…there were three little marks on my car that were not there before. No worries though, they rubbed right off, just like her attempt to ruin my day! 🙂

August 18, 2007

Bratz (and Barbie too!)

Filed under: family, life, movies, parenting, rant — Wizus @ 8:07 pm

Today I took KK and 3 of her bffs to see Bratz, a movie that has been panned by critics in every newspaper and TV station I have seen. Yahoo! critics give it a combined rating of D-.  With so much negativity I planned accordingly and brought along my PSP just in case I needed to entertain myself.  Normally I don’t agree with the critics, I love movies they hate and I hate movies they love, but with the Yahoo! User Reviews giving it a D rating, I was dreading it.

I am happy to say I was pleasantly surprised at the fun I had during the show.  KK has the Bratz animated movies that are out on DVD and she watches them quite often.  I don’t really enjoy the DVDs because I think they are so very corny but the stories are always cute.  This movie has the same corny storylines as I am used to from the DVDs, only live action instead of animation.   I am not sure what the critics look for when reviewing a movie, but seeing how this movie was made for the girls that love Bratz I think it delivered exactly what was promised.

The Bratz are very strange looking, but they really aren’t any worse than Barbie.   I was very much against Bratz when I first saw them and I swore my daughter would never play with those slutty looking dolls, but somewhere down the line I had a change of heart.  I don’t even remember what it was that changed my mind.  What I do like about them is that they are teenagers and not an adult like Barbie. They like to shop and hang out and they have homework and babysitting jobs, Barbie does adult things like go to work, get married and have babies.  Barbie wears just as much make-up as Bratz do, and you can complain about what they wear but Barbie has some questionable clothing choices too. 

I will add that I never wanted KK to play with Barbie either, at least not until she was 5 or so,  but she has cousins that had hundreds of Barbie dolls, paraphernalia and accessories.   Slowly the dolls would show up at our home and she loved to play with them. I would return them to their rightful owner but then she ended up getting a few dolls as gifts from the Grandma I specifically told not give her any Barbies (I put those up, KK was only 2 at the time!). Then the Barbie Princess craze came around complete with DVD movies and it was a natural progression from her love of the Disney princess to the Barbie.  I finally just gave up when Hubby let her pick out the Swan Lake Barbie while they were out shopping at Target.  😛

In conclusion, KK’s Bratz and Barbies do play very nice together so I guess my worries were for naught.   😉

August 17, 2007

Another FW:

Filed under: email, life, rant — Wizus @ 8:32 am

Somebody got me to open another chain email today, she changed the subject line so I didn’t know it was a FW until I opened it  😛   I am facinated by this one because while most of the stories circulated through email say True Story, they end up being false.   This one actually is a true story that checks out with Snopes.com

Subject: FW: Bank of America STATE OF AFFAIRS A conversation between a Customer and Bank of America (true story)Bank: This is the Bank of America, can I help you?

Customer: Yes, I want to cancel my account.  I don’t want to do business with you any longer.

Bank: Why?

Customer: You’re giving credit to illegal immigrants and I don’t think it’s right.    I’m taking my business elsewhere.

Bank: Well, Mr. Customer, we don’t want to see you do that, but we can’t stop you.  I’ll help you close the account. What is your account number?

Customer: (gives account number) 

Bank: For security purposes and for your protection, can you please give me  the last four digits of your social security number?

Customer: No.

Bank: Mr. Customer, I need to verify your information, but in order to help you, I’ll need verification  of who you are.

Customer: Why should I give you my social security number? The reason I’m closing  my account is that your bank is issuing credit cards to illegal 
 who don’t have social security numbers. You are targeting that audience and want their  business. Let’s say I’m an illegal immigrant and you’ve given me a credit card. I have a question  about it and call for assistance. You wouldn’t be asking me for a Social Security number, would you?

Bank: No sir, I wouldn’t. 

Customer: Why not? 

Bank: Because you would have pressed ‘2’ to speak in Spanish. We don’t ask for that information  when calling in on the Spanish line.

My opinion on the matter is the same as this customer’s.  I know we have legal immigrants here that do many of the entry level jobs that they say “no one else wants to do”, (and that is true to a certain extent) but I have to argue that there are many doing the entry level jobs my high school friends and I did as teenagers; construction, house cleaning, and bussing in restaurants.  My son and his buddies could not get a job at the local McDonalds, but when I took the kids there for lunch every employee was Hispanic…ironically there are not very many Hispanic people living in the neighborhood surrounding this store.  

Illegal immigration is a huge problem here in AZ.  It is dangerous for them to sneak into the States, to cross in the desert when it is 120 degrees in the shade is suicide.  It breaks my heart when the local news reports another death that has occured in the middle of nowhere.  Many of those crossing are coming here because they see out country as the land of milk and honey, they are just like you and me…they want to provide a good life for their children.

If companies are so desperate for skilled laborers, they need to petition the government to hand out more green cards. I know that the Tech companies do that when they need to hire more people with Engineering degrees, and hospitals do it to hire more doctors and nurses. I don’t have a problem with immigrant workers, but I do have a problem with people sneaking around. 

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