When A Month Lasts An Eternity

I had all of these great ideas to write about for this post but, like a dummy, I forgot to write them down and now I'm sitting here, staring at my computer screen, trying to figure out what those great ideas were. This whole forgetfulness, that I'm told is called MS Brain, is such a wonderful thing to have.

I start my Tysabri injections on Friday. I have a lot of hope that this will help me to become a somewhat normal person again. Well, no that's no right. I was never a normal person.

Hows This? I'm hoping that it helps me to be some of the person I was before the whole MS thing came along. That's better.

I will say that being off of any MS Therapies has been a hellish ride for me.



**On a side note, are any of you on Tysabri? I would love to hear some feedback on what it's like, how you're doing, what to expect immediately after the injection, etc. etc.**



For the past month and one week, I have been an all over the spectrum mess.

In the beginning, I felt horrible. I was fatigued to the point that I couldn't keep my eyes open, my entire body was in immense pain, and I could have ripped the head off of Mr. Rogers just for asking me to be his neighbor.

I've had three flare ups where my speech was affected, as well as my walking, and sleep. I find it kind of ironic and somewhat cruel that this disease can make you so fatigued and you have to fight through it during the day and simple tasks, like emptying the dishwasher take you an hour and a half. Then it's finally time to go to bed and suddenly, you're wide awake and cannot lay still so you get up and go watch TV until four in the morning. Good times.



I've had some really good days too. Days where I could go, go, go without needing to sit down for a second. I did so many errands, organizing, cleaning, and laundry that you would have thought I was on crack.

And you wanna hear something funny? After not being able to do a lot of things for yourself for a long time, I found myself excited, almost giddy, to do laundry! Seriously, I can't explain why I was excited about it because normally, I hate laundry. I would go into the laundry room like I was walking into a pit where I would have to wrestle a lion.

But on these good days, I was a laundry fool. I washed, I treated for stains, I even separated the whites and used bleach! And then I would wait and pace, and keep going into the laundry room to see if the washer was done, always disappointed if it were still going. And then I did the same with the dryer. I hung clothes on hangers, folded the others in pristine folds, organized my daughter's closets so that it would be easier for them to find their clothes.

I was laundry crazy!!

But of course, after two or three days, the good days came to an end and I was back in bed, watching Snapped marathons on the Oxygen channel and making the hubs nervous. At one point he even said to me "If you're planning on killing me, just know that you're a terrible liar and you will get caught." to which I replied "Honey, I'm not watching this show for ideas on how to kill you! All of these women got caught for crying out loud!" For some reason, that did not put his mind at ease....

But I have to say that my proudest accomplishment thus far of this month happened on my other blog. You can check it out here.

Here's the scene:

It was one of those nights where I couldn't sleep and I was in a lot of pain. So, I got up, took one of my pain pills and headed into the living room to watch some more episodes of Snapped or something. Of course, the show you want to watch is never on when you need it so I picked up my laptop and was surfing the web. By this time, the pill was kicking in and I was feeling a little loopy at best.

One article lead to another and I had come to the conclusion that some, notice that I say SOME of the more extreme animal rights activists groups are a little...well...insane.

Now, don't get me wrong, I'm all for the protection of animals and all of that but there are some cases when I think they've gone a little too far. I'm not going to get in to it on here, you'll have to go read the post but lets just say breast milk in Ben and Jerry's Ice cream is not a good idea.

Long story short, I wrote a post, not naming any names, about how funny I found some of these extreme groups ideas. (Who goes to KFC for a vegan meal?? Anyone?)

Of course, the next morning I woke up thinking that maybe that post might have been a bit offensive. I had no idea how right I was! All I can say is that I hope the Vegan Commenter isn't homicidal.

So, yeah, I made someone mad and it might not have helped that my faithful blogger friends left comments for her like:

*She needs a good cheeseburger, then she would chill out.

*Did somebody just mention veal? Oh, now my mouth is watering!

*It sounds like she's going through steak withdrawal.



But secretly, I have to admit, I'm kind of enjoying it. But don't tell anyone!