tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32602595521229049402024-02-19T04:43:11.743-06:00Prescription of HopeHeatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02725641402696597182noreply@blogger.comBlogger185125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3260259552122904940.post-33519271465760412902012-11-06T20:49:00.000-06:002012-11-06T20:49:48.708-06:00miracles come in tiny, perfect doses<div style="text-align: center;">
<span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">I take a lot of pills but I am really, really okay with that. For years and years, my family and I have prayed for that one pill. That one, unobtainable, perfect, magic, fix-all pill. <i> </i></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">But they do make one pill that is pretty dang close to that miracle pill that my family and I have searched for for nearly 15 years. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">One pill. Twice a day.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">That did it.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">I got my life back and what a life it is.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Plaquenil has been around for a very long time; decades. It was first used to treat malaria, then RA and now it is used forLupus. Being diagnosed with Lupus and being treated for it has absolutely changed my life. It is hard to believe that I wasn't diagnosed for so long. I still have Dysautonomia and Chronic Fatigue but they seem to be secondary disorders to the Lupus. Thus, with the Lupus being well controlled, these disorders are controlled as well. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">I just wanted you all to see what my miracle looks like. I'm also reminded everyday, twice day that I wasn't forgotten or forsaken. That is a pretty awesome reminder! </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">More to come on my summer! It was busy and long! I have someone very special that I want to introduce to you all! </span></div>
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Hello dearest Friends! </div>
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I'm still here and I'm still doing wonderfully well!</div>
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I am so happy to say that!</div>
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Six months since my last post. I have sooo many things to share! All VERY wonderful things! God's blessings continue to pour over me and wash me through and through. I have been thinking about my blog a lot lately. My blog is about hope; an anchor, a tool, an ointment, a promise. How can I leave my blog when I feel like so many of my dear friends prayed for me during my journey? My journey is far from over. I feel like I am just beginning in many ways. (So many ways!) I want to share hope from the other side too; not just from bed but from this great and wonderful world that I am able to live in now. I want to shout, <b style="color: #f1c232;">"This is my God and this is what HE has done!" </b></div>
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This summer was wonderful. I traveled constantly! Oh, such great joys!!</div>
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<b><span style="color: #e06666;">New Orleans, LA, </span></b><span style="color: #e06666;"><b><span style="color: #8e7cc3;">Austin, Texas, <span style="color: #e69138;">Ft. Wayne, Indiana, <span style="color: #93c47d;">Panama City, FL, <span style="color: #4c1130;">San Francisco, CA</span></span></span></span></b></span><br />
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Or as I like to call it, <b><span style="color: #e06666;">"The Heather Thomas Celebration Tour"!!</span></b></div>
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Beignets at Cafe du Monde in New Orleans. I have always loved New Orleans but I decided during this trip that I love New Orleans <i>during the day</i>! The crazy people come out at night and it's just a different city. New Orleans in the day is magnificent! (You know because I am such an authority on travel and all.)</div>
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</div><div style="color: #45818e; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; font-size: small;"> I am so blessed that God has given me the ability to embrace each day -each wonderful miraculous day- that I am given to celebrate my health. Through His grace alone, am I able to focus on today and not harbor bitterness about the many, many yesterdays and all the things that I have missed. Instead, I want to show you what all I am doing to catch up and find my way in this new world. </span></div><div style="color: #45818e; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; font-size: small;"><br />
</span></div><div style="color: #45818e; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; font-size: small;">Evidence #1:</span></div><div style="color: #45818e; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; font-size: small;">I'm in school! This is old news, I know but the new news is that I am enrolled in TWO classes on campus this fall!! SOOOO Excited!!!</span></div><div style="color: #45818e; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="color: #45818e;"><span style="color: #45818e;">Evidence #4</span></span></span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="color: #45818e;"><span style="color: #45818e;">I took a big step (for me) a few weeks ago and I have decided to try and find a new church to attend. I am so overwhelmed by this process. I am terrified of meeting new people and being sick over the last few years has really done a number on my self-esteem. So, I decided that I had to face my fears head on. I am visiting churches by myself and forcing myself to speak to new people and try to find a new church home. I took this photo after my first Sunday visiting a new church. </span></span></span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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We had dinner in New Orleans at Emeril's restaurant. It was so good. Kim and her roommate Jimmy. Jimmy is a traveling genius. I want him to plan all my vacations...he planned us a great trip. Please note this is the only photo of the 3 of us! :( I always had Jimmy take our photos and never got one with him. I am such a nerd!<br />
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My best friend Kim. <br />
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Beautiful view of Austin nature. <br />
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Some very yummy food trucks on South Congress Street. We had cupcakes! They were delicious! <br />
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This photo was taken with my iphone so its color is a little off. We were at a restaurant called Shady Grove. I had the most amazing sandwich in the history of the world! It was called the "hippie chick". Grilled veggies and chicken on some very good bread! <br />
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That amazing "hippie chick". Seriously, doesn't that look great?!<br />
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Our itinerary for our final day. I rested the first half of the day so I really did start out until number 6! :) But I still count it as a very successful day!<br />
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Our last night in the great city of Austin. I was pretty excited about this photo!<br />
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Thank you so much to everyone who sent me well wishes for this trip and prayed for me while I was gone. I am so happy I was able to go! I am so very thankful! </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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<div style="text-align: center;">I hope you are prepared for a WHOLE LOT of HAPPINESS! When is the last time I said that on this blog?! I will admit it has been awhile! </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">First order of business. School. School is going really, really well. Even though I am still little bummed that I switched my minor to Human Growth & Development that are two really major positive outcomes. The first is that it compliments my Psychology major a lot more that my first minor did and secondly, I can take every single course for my minor online! Hallelujah! I go to campus once a week and observe at an on site daycare for an hour. Some weeks have been difficult but the last couple have been just fine and (drum roll)....I even drove myself the last two times!! Whoo! I will be signing up for Summer and Fall classes next week. I am taking two online courses this Summer and taking a leap of faith and choosing to take one course on campus for the Fall. I am nervous and very, very excited! </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">Secondly, yes I am driving some!!! Seriously, it feels so nice to drive again. I feel like such a carefree teenager when I am able to drive. I even have a "car-tunes" playlist on my iPod just for the special occasions. I only go places close to home. (Like the pharmacy or to get a pedicure.) I am planning to go to the library this week or next. It is about 25 minutes away. I always drive when someone else is at home and has access to a car-just in case I get where I am going and get sick and can't make it back home. Always be prepared.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">Okay, this is my biggest and most exciting news!! I am really nervous but so super excited at the same time. I have decided to go with my best friend Kim to Austin, TX, the first week of April. Kim, her roomate and their friend from church will be coming from Maryland during their spring break. They are coming through Alabama and I will ride the rest of the way with them. I am a little nervous because my mind likes to scream at me and remind me of all the horrible things that could go wrong so far from home but then there is another little voice that is like, "Hey, put on your big girl panties! You have been way too sick for way too long to give up an opportunity like this!" Even though the little voice scares me a litttle, I happen to agree with it and I am taking a huge leap of faith and I am going to Austin...like a regular, normal person!! I am so excited!!! </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div style="color: black; font-family: "Helvetica Neue",Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">Hello Friends!!</span></div><div style="color: black; font-family: "Helvetica Neue",Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">Do you remember me?! How long has it been...</span></div><div style="color: black; font-family: "Helvetica Neue",Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">Don't answer that...because it depresses me.</span></div><div style="color: black; font-family: "Helvetica Neue",Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="color: black; font-family: "Helvetica Neue",Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">Before I continue, I just want to say that your emails (that I haven't responded to) your beautiful Polyvore sets (that I haven't been able to take in) and your cards and your prayers have really overwhelmed me! You all have been true friends! I drop off the face of the earth -literally- and you all surround me with love and care. I am so thankful for you all!</span></div><div style="color: black; font-family: "Helvetica Neue",Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;"> </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://media-cdn.pinterest.com/upload/236157574179934139_LCkQpVhj_f.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="http://media-cdn.pinterest.com/upload/236157574179934139_LCkQpVhj_f.jpg" width="216" /><span style="font-weight: bold;"></span></a><a href="http://media-cdn.pinterest.com/upload/236157574179934139_LCkQpVhj_f.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue",Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Well, I will try and explain my absence from the internet. My blog, polyvore...the world really. I was completely bed bound the months of November and December. It was a really lonely and very sad time. I became so sick and so weak. It was just really defeating. I am not going to lie. I was so weak and sick that I couldn't even get online. It just wasn't good. I wasn't able to leave home and do our normal family Christmas traditions-which meant my family stayed home with me. My Mom went out of her way to make sure my bedroom was super-duper "Christmasey"! </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue",Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"> Oh, I also got an iPad! :) Yay! I am hoping the next time I get dressed to go to the doctor, that I will have enough time to do a little video and put on here. </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue",Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">I am feeling a little better now that I was before the new year. I am taking a new medicine called Plaquenil. It is used to treat RA and Lupus (as well as other things). It has been the first medicine in a long time that has made a slight difference in my symptoms and I am REALLY excited. It helps with my fatigue. (Which is my number 1 symptom). I am now able to move around the house a little bit easier and I don't get as tired when I talk with my family. I can even eat some meals at the table! HUGE! I know that doesn't sound like much but it really is a huge deal.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue",Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Also, I am taking my online class at the University! So, so happy about that!! I feel like I am accomplishing something when I am doing school work. I was worried that after nearly 3 years away from school that I would have a hard time getting back in the swing of things but so far it has been good. I have to pace myself because I get really tired after studying but it is so worth it!</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue",Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">I really have a lot that I want to share with you all. </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue",Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">I love you all so much and I really am going to try and update a little more now that I am able! </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue",Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">And if any of my Polyvore friends are reading this- I CANNOT wait to get back there to you guys! I miss you all so much!!</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue",Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"> </span><span class="st"><em><br />
</em></span></div><a href="http://s1131.photobucket.com/albums/m555/Jacquelinne88/?action=view&current=postsignature-7.jpg" target="_blank"><img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i1131.photobucket.com/albums/m555/Jacquelinne88/postsignature-7.jpg" /></a>Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02725641402696597182noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3260259552122904940.post-16443569219686958582011-11-01T08:18:00.000-05:002011-11-01T08:18:25.813-05:00Long overdue: Surgery Results<div style="text-align: center;">The last couple of weeks have been crazy. Seriously. Very crazy. I was in the hospital two weeks ago because I had another <a href="http://prescription-of-hope.blogspot.com/2010/02/down.html"><i>one</i></a>! It was not fun. I forget how absolutely terrible hospitals are. </div><div style="text-align: center;">And last Monday, I had my laparoscopic surgery. The doctor thinks that he may have found what is wrong. </div><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;">When I first saw the pelvic pain specialist that performed my procedure last week, we discussed several possibilities that could be causing my severe pain and those horrible spells that I have. He prepared me for what he expected to find in my abdomen and pelvis during the laproscopic procedure. The doctor believes that I have something called <a href="http://www.veindirectory.org/content/pelvic-congestion-syndrome.asp">Pelvic Congestion Syndrome</a>. Simply put, Pelvic Congestion is like having varicose veins in your pelvis. Its cause is not known and its treatment is difficult. The doctor marked my abdomen with two big "X's" before surgery, the two points where my pain is the worst during an episode. He said that when he looked in my abdomen, two large, dilated veins connecting to my uterus were directly under the two "X's" he had marked. If those veins weren't directly under those marks, I may not have been as convinced but it was difficult to argue with such a pinpointed find.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">I have a DVD and photos from surgery. The photo that he showed me of the dilated veins was amazing. On the left side (where the pain is) the two veins were so large, clearly visible and purple in color versus the right side (where there is no pain), where no veins were visible and all you could see was pink, healthy tissue.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
I really didn't want to include a photo because I felt that may be too much information. So, I sort of made a crude example to give you a better idea of what I am talking about.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiIQaS3C7VEfq2KyVvPiliwU_s3nFTOVDTY8idTWQGS6w6OPDPrGbr09sL_HTlXGSJeedDEU66XTOQgAXGiOx912pjhUU2DFl-sCAcdoLGjX9_E6w_jVLdozNmIpOAzGdZMDKvvZCGl4GAR/s1600/Pelvic+Congestion.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="244" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiIQaS3C7VEfq2KyVvPiliwU_s3nFTOVDTY8idTWQGS6w6OPDPrGbr09sL_HTlXGSJeedDEU66XTOQgAXGiOx912pjhUU2DFl-sCAcdoLGjX9_E6w_jVLdozNmIpOAzGdZMDKvvZCGl4GAR/s320/Pelvic+Congestion.png" width="320" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">The good news was that after my previous surgeries from the car accident in 1994, I had very little scar tissue on my left side. My right side was another story. He said that my right side was quite scarred and the right side of my large intestine was covered with scar tissue and slightly connected to my abdominal cavity. He took no action (something we had previously discussed) because he didn't want to cause any problems that I wasn't already having. Which was fine with me. He said that I was at risk for a future bowel obstruction because of the scar tissue and I would have to watch for warning signs but it really isn't something that I have to worry about.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">He also found a small amount of endometriosis that he removed. He said that it only takes a teeny tiny amount of endometriosis to cause pain, so hopefully removing it will help. And he also found a small polyp in my uterus that was removed. It may have also contributed to some of my pain. </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">So, there were definitely some problems that only surgery could address. I am glad that I was able to have these things looked at and addressed. I was also able to openly and comfortably talk about pain management with my doctor; something that can be very uncomfortable to do. I have found that doctors are not willing to discuss aggressive pain management openly. I understand their caution but sometimes, aggressive treatment is warranted. I appreciated his understanding and willingness to work with me and LISTEN to me. </div><div style="text-align: center;">I cannot begin to tell you how compassionate this wonderful doctor is.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">I have some more things that I want to share about last week and the last few days but I don't want to bore you anymore today! </div><div style="text-align: center;">Thank you so much for your kindness, love, prayers and support. </div><div style="text-align: center;"> </div><br />
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</div><div style="color: #e69138;">"I think it is okay to call last week a rough week. Unfortunately, no good news this week.Well, I take that back. There is always a little good news. Sometimes, I just have to dig deep to find it."</div></div><br />
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<div style="text-align: center;">Well, I am glad that I didn't have the energy to finish because yesterday (Monday) was a GREAT day! My GI doctor has yet to come to the bottom of my problems, despite is thorough evaluations and tests.</div><div style="text-align: center;">I went to the ER twice over the weekend with those same horrible <a href="http://prescription-of-hope.blogspot.com/2010/02/down.html">spells</a>! (Are y'all tired of seeing that word yet?!) My visit Sunday was terrible. It was my 7th visit since July and it was suggested that my pain was due to a Psychiatric problem. My Mom and I were devastated. When you have something that people don't understand and you know that it is in fact, VERY real and VERY painful...to be told that it is in "your head" is so painful to the spirit. It cracks it a little bit and it takes a while for that feeling to heal. </div><div style="text-align: center;">I received a call yesterday from the office of a respected Pelvic Pain Specialist that they had a last minute cancellation and they needed me there in an hour. Now, keep in mind that: </div><div style="text-align: center;">1. I live 40 minutes from his office and 2. I was still in my PJ's! 3. I had to get there because my original appointment wasn't until January.</div><div style="text-align: center;">Somehow, someway we got there in time!</div><div style="text-align: center;">You guys, this doctor was amazing. Everything you could ask for in a doctor, this man was. He was kind, understanding, compassionate, honest and most importantly he validated my frustration and how painful these spells are.</div><div style="text-align: center;"> </div><div style="text-align: center;">After spending over an hour with him, we decided to precede with a laparoscopic procedure. He wants to get inside my abdomen and try and find what is causing my problem-whether it be scar tissue from my previous surgeries after the <a href="http://prescription-of-hope.blogspot.com/2009/10/one-moment-that-changed-it-all.html">car accident</a> or something like endometriosis. Normally, the procedure would be done through or around the naval but because my incision from my 3 previous surgeries is right next to my naval, a two inch incision will be made under my left rib cage. I will be in the hospital overnight for pain management and evaluation. </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">He did warn me that with so many previous surgeries that this was a risky procedure for me. He said that there was a much higher risk of injury to my intestines (again from previous surgeries and the possibility that large amounts of scar tissue will be present). He also told me that there was a 20% to 50% chance that there would be too much scar tissue present and an organ would be damaged and they would have to call in a general surgeon to open my old scar and repair any damage. That does scare me a little but I honestly don't think that will happen. I feel that I am in very good hands. </div><div style="text-align: center;"> </div><div style="text-align: center;">The doctor told me that these issues were most certainly not in my head and he honestly didn't know what was wrong but he felt there were big pieces of a puzzle missing and we could get some answers through this procedure. And I completely agree with him.</div><div style="text-align: center;"> </div><div style="text-align: center;">He told me the procedure could be as early as next week or as far away as next month. So, I don't have a date but I will be sure to update when I know a definite day.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">I want to thank you all again so very much, from the bottom of my heart, for your prayers and love. I know that during this time, the Lord will hear prayers on my behalf, and I thank you.</div><div style="text-align: center;"> </div><div style="text-align: center;">Thank you for taking this journey with me. Thank you for believing me and encouraging me. Thank you for loving me. </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><a href="http://s1131.photobucket.com/albums/m555/Jacquelinne88/?action=view&current=postsignature-7.jpg" target="_blank"><img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i1131.photobucket.com/albums/m555/Jacquelinne88/postsignature-7.jpg" /></a>Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02725641402696597182noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3260259552122904940.post-31292006039369173652011-09-08T15:16:00.000-05:002011-09-08T15:16:47.056-05:00Good News<div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">"What is this?", you ask.</span></div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">Well this would be the </span></div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">University of Alabama...where I will be returning in the Spring!! </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: small;">Woohoo!! </span></div><br />
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<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">That is right, friends! I am registering for classes!</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">I won't be going to campus but I changed my minor and I will be able to take classes for my new minor online. I am really, really excited. This is a HUGE step. Maybe one day soon, I will be able to actually return to campus. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">I had to reapply for admission to the school because I have been out too long. I only have a month to get everything in order because I have to register in October. </span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">I am hoping that everything will go quickly and smoothly. I am already a little anxious.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">I just wanted to share my good news with everyone! </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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<a href="http://s1131.photobucket.com/albums/m555/Jacquelinne88/?action=view&current=postsignature-7.jpg" target="_blank"><img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i1131.photobucket.com/albums/m555/Jacquelinne88/postsignature-7.jpg" /></a>Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02725641402696597182noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3260259552122904940.post-28852271457964697662011-08-24T20:49:00.000-05:002011-08-24T20:49:18.922-05:00Good News & Bad News...<div style="text-align: center;">I am using the words of my doctor.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">Okay, I had my *lovely* (please not sarcasm!) colonoscopy last Wednesday. The prep on Tuesday was not nearly as terrible as I had feared; thank goodness! I had imagined that it was going to be awful! I was feeling a little weak as the day went on because I couldn't maintain my fluid balance and my blood pressure dropped a little bit but I didn't have a spell. </div><div style="text-align: center;">My appointment was at 6am on Wednesday. I will schedule all my future tests that early if I can. It was so nice because I was the first patient-so I was in and out; there wasn't much waiting. So nice.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">My colonoscopy was great. No abnormalities whatsoever. Which is great for the obvious reason, no one wants something wrong but bad because we still don't know what is making me have those horrible <a href="http://prescription-of-hope.blogspot.com/2010/02/down.html">spells</a>! </div><div style="text-align: center;">Obvious things are all coming back as normal. As crazy as this sounds I just want them to come in the room as say, "We have smoking gun!" And show me abnormal blood tests or point to a scan and say, "Ah, here it is!"</div><div style="text-align: center;"> </div><div style="text-align: center;">I have faith that God heard our <a href="http://prescription-of-hope.blogspot.com/2011/07/my-current-school-of-thought.html">prayer </a>that first appointment with the GI doctor and He will eventually lead me through this valley. But my goodness, I am not patient!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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<a href="http://s1131.photobucket.com/albums/m555/Jacquelinne88/?action=view&current=postsignature-7.jpg" target="_blank"><img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i1131.photobucket.com/albums/m555/Jacquelinne88/postsignature-7.jpg" /></a>Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02725641402696597182noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3260259552122904940.post-20274043832555128702011-08-14T14:45:00.000-05:002011-08-14T14:45:25.349-05:00a little of this and that<div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">Oh, where to begin...well I have been back to the ER but I must tell you that I am glad I went. It was just a "God thing". The ER doctor was so nice. I was doubled over in pain and crying and he patted me on the back and said that he had read over my records and had seen that I had just been hospitalized and had a lot of tests done but that they had all come back normal. He said, obviously we -the doctors-are missing something here.</div><div style="text-align: center;">Then he looked at me and said, "Would you like me to keep searching for you?" I just started sobbing even harder. It was so kind. I felt like someone wanted to fight with me. He didn't find anything in the ER that night but he did give me the name of Pelvic Pain specialist that treats, "difficult cases". </div><div style="text-align: center;">I really feel God had this planned. I am praying that this new specialist will see something that others have yet too see. I don't have an appointment with him until January but his office said there are cancellations all the time and I probably wouldn't have to wait that long. However, I am not in a rush to see him right away because I want the GI doctor to be able to complete all of his tests.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">Speaking of the GI doctor, I go this Wednesday for a colonoscopy. I don't dread the actually procedure...just the day before while I prepare! Ick! I am a little nervous that all of the medicines that I will take to cleanse my intestines may provoke a spell. So, I am a little nervous about that. </div><div style="text-align: center;"> </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">I have been struggling a little emotionally. Just the wear and tear of dealing with the unknown and also the fact that once again, it is time for school to begin and I have been unable to enroll. That always is a difficult thing for me. I want to return to school so badly. But I am encouraged daily by the lovely messages and prayers that are sent my way from friends and strangers alike. It is so touching to know that so many are loving me through prayer. Can there be a better way to show love for someone? I think not.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://d30opm7hsgivgh.cloudfront.net/upload/14991559_kwdGQllS_c.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="http://d30opm7hsgivgh.cloudfront.net/upload/14991559_kwdGQllS_c.jpg" width="256" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> <a href="http://pinterest.com/pin/14991559/"><span style="font-size: xx-small;">source</span></a></div><br />
<div style="text-align: center;">In other news, I have been Gluten Free (GF) for six weeks. I have know about Gluten Fee living for about ten years because we have a family friend that has <a href="http://www.celiaccentral.org/Celiac-Disease/21/?gclid=CLviw5_Bz6oCFUeW7Qod_HQo1Q">Celiac Disease. </a>Mom and her friends have little luncheons and small parties for our group of family friends, so my Mom has cooked a little gluten free food for the last several years. So, it was not as hard to make the change to GF since I was a little familiar with it. There are actually a lot of positive things about being GF! One is that I get to make a couple of trips to Whole Food! Love that place!! We go a couple of times a month. I just love going in there. I also get home made, fresh baked bread each week. And lastly but maybe most importantly, I can feel a little proactive in my battle against feeling so crummy!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">Another thing that I am doing -nutrition wise- for treating my POTS, Fibromyalgia & Chronic Fatigue is that I am avoiding aspartame like the plague. That hasn't been too difficult except for the fact that I LOVE Fresca! Ah! That is just heavenly fizz in a can! And it made with aspartame, so no more for me. I am however getting a lot more water these days! So that is good.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">I am still not able to go a lot of places. Mom and I did make small errand run last week. (The day that I went to the ER actually.) I am not up and about in the house like I would like to be. I still eat some meals in bed. But I am able to be online and I have been on <a href="http://www.polyvore.com/">Polyvore </a>a lot lately! That is always a step in the right direction.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">Thank you for your prayers, encouragement and love. I can't say it enough. Thank you. Thank you.</div><a href="http://s1131.photobucket.com/albums/m555/Jacquelinne88/?action=view&current=postsignature-7.jpg" target="_blank"><br />
</a>Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02725641402696597182noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3260259552122904940.post-29336649305951743682011-08-01T01:18:00.000-05:002011-08-01T01:18:45.147-05:00another week. another spell.<div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">The fear that I have had for 13 years, that these <a href="http://prescription-of-hope.blogspot.com/2010/02/down.html">spells</a> would get worse and really take me for a turn has come true. And it is as awful as I imagined in my darkest moments.</div><div style="text-align: center;">Since last July, I have had 15 of them. That is more that I have had in the last 13 years combined. It is horrifying and they are slowly taking over my thoughts, my decisions and my happy moments. </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">In a cruel twist of fate, a sign that a spell is imminent is that I have a surge of energy that is masked as a good day. Now even my good days are bittersweet<i> </i>because I am terrified of what the will bring.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><i> Is this the night? Is another one going to happen?</i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i> </i> It has become a nasty, viscous cycle that is far beyond my control.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">I had to go back to the hospital this week. Not a pleasant trip. </div><div style="text-align: center;">This was the fourth attack of the month. </div><div style="text-align: center;">And can I just say how completely unpleasant ER doctors are. My sister is in the medical profession and I understand that they have so many patients that need them at the same time that I do but still-treat me with respect. I am not a moron. I am at their mercy and deserve the same courtesy that they would give to a stranger outside of the hospital.</div><div style="text-align: center;"> <i>Just sayin'!</i> </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;">The GI doctor is no closer to the solving this puzzle. I have -because of my many trips to the ER this month- met every doctor in the practice! ha! They all seem very nice and Christ centered. </div><div style="text-align: center;">I just had a small bowel series done on Friday. I had to drink yucky barium (2 cups..ick!!) and they took X-Rays as it made its ways to my small bowel. I won't get the official results until this week but the kind X-Ray told me things looked good. </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">I do have a colonoscopy scheduled for the 17th. I am NOT looking forward to that. Well, I am not looking forward to the preparation anyway! </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjFFMymp_QKtlnmr1rpAgpW1Iq-YQKSa3KPRVyem9HFmq_FRuAicqmHFDlHBHKw3C-Z8QAsWsWA8sJhjU7S87_ASveZ831fKwGdto7SunkGRuj5SfjPdUhRviPaCaocV1H38tLccAx1NgkH/s1600/spells.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="244" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjFFMymp_QKtlnmr1rpAgpW1Iq-YQKSa3KPRVyem9HFmq_FRuAicqmHFDlHBHKw3C-Z8QAsWsWA8sJhjU7S87_ASveZ831fKwGdto7SunkGRuj5SfjPdUhRviPaCaocV1H38tLccAx1NgkH/s320/spells.png" width="320" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">The doctor really thinks there may be some scar tissue from previous abdominal surgeries that could be causing some of the my stomach problems. We shall see.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">And now for an honest and sad confession...</div><div style="text-align: center;"> I try to be honest on my blog. I try to be transparent and share all that encompasses being sick-whether it is physical, emotional or spiritual. And sometimes my truth is not very pretty.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">I have found that bitter seed growing at Olympic speed. I find it more and more difficult to go to God as my loving Father. I feel anger towards Him. I feel coldness and resentment. I want Him to make this all go away this instant! I think about Job and how he lost everything and still thanked God-not only thanked God but fell to His knees in utter humbly praise and prayer. </div><div style="text-align: center;">I think of Job and wonder how he was able to do that. </div><div style="text-align: center;">I try at the end of each to thank God for at least one thing from my day but these last few weeks our conversations do not go beyond that. </div><div style="text-align: center;">I am embarrassed to admit that horrible fact but it is true. </div><div style="text-align: center;">I am trying to find my way back to Him and I hope that is an important first step. I do know that He is waiting for me. </div><br />
<div style="text-align: center;">Much love-</div><a href="http://s1131.photobucket.com/albums/m555/Jacquelinne88/?action=view&current=postsignature-7.jpg" target="_blank"><img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i1131.photobucket.com/albums/m555/Jacquelinne88/postsignature-7.jpg" /></a>Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02725641402696597182noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3260259552122904940.post-4123230061354395242011-07-25T14:21:00.000-05:002011-07-25T14:21:01.006-05:00A Hospital Recap<div style="text-align: center;">I was so happy to come home last week! Little Holly was pretty excited to see me too! She has been so clingy since I got home. She doesn't let me out of her sight. It is so sweet.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;">My family sent me these beautiful flowers while I was in the hospital. Everyone that came in my room commented on how beautiful they were. I was glad that they were still so beautiful when I brought them home. Today is the first day that they have started to wilt. </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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<div style="text-align: center;">Okay, so I guess this all began last Saturday night. We decided after I went to see the GI doctor that anytime my stomach starts to hurt, we were going to pack up and head to the ER. The doctor on Saturday night was very nice and gave me Zofran for nausea and something for pain. It did help and the pain seemed to be better when we left but I think the pain medicine just delayed the inevitable because the pain returned Sunday evening and we found ourselves headed back to the ER. I had another doctor and he too was equally as nice and gave me something for pain and nausea. The pain didn't get better. It was terrible. Mom said that I was not quite myself and I fainting 7 or 8 times while I was laying down in the ER. <br />
After a couple of hours, the doctor came in and told us that my white count was up to 18,000. A normal white count is about 10,000. He told us that he was concerned because that was a very high WBC, saying that people with pneumonia had a WBC of 15,000 and since I had been to the ER 3 times this month, severe pain and such a high WBC, I needed to be admitted. I have to admit I was a little relieved because I was still so sick. </div><div style="text-align: center;">I was in terrible pain until about 9:30 am on Monday when I got terribly sick. After that my pain seemed to ease a little bit. <br />
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The doctor that was in charge of my case at the hospital was very thorough. I had tests run all week. Lots of tests! Everything came back completely normal except for one test. An MRI of my Pitituary Gland. It did show some "thickenining" on the back side of the gland. I will need to see an Endocrinologist to make sure all of my hormone levels are fine but it isn't anything that I have to worry about. I will just have to have periodic MRIs and blood tests to make sure everything is okay. <br />
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But they didn't find anything that would suggest what these "spells" are that I have. I was so glad that all of tests came back good but I really do want an answer. I was hoping they would find something to explain these horrible episodes that I have.<br />
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The GI doctor called Friday and told me that some blood work they had drawn had come back negative. They did a particular test for a disorder called Hereditary Angioedema ( HAE) and I was hoping that would come back positive because these "spells" fit that disorder entirely. I was very disappointed. I had pinned my hopes on that test coming back as positive. <br />
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I have a follow up appointment with the GI doctor this Wednesday. I am hoping to discuss some further tests and options for treatment. <br />
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Thank you all so much for your continued prayers and support. I feel like a broken record-but they really do mean so much to me. Your kindness and compassion really does my heart such good. <br />
Thank you so much. </div><a href="http://s1131.photobucket.com/albums/m555/Jacquelinne88/?action=view&current=postsignature-7.jpg" target="_blank"><img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i1131.photobucket.com/albums/m555/Jacquelinne88/postsignature-7.jpg" /></a>Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02725641402696597182noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3260259552122904940.post-7068163669292702522011-07-20T20:37:00.000-05:002011-07-20T20:37:19.803-05:00no place like homeThere is no place like home. Truly.<br />
I am so happy to be back home and take a nice long, hot shower and sleep in my own bed...and see my sweet Holly!<br />
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Thank you so much for your prayers and for reaching out to me over the last few days. I cannot even begin to tell you how uplifted I felt knowing I had dear people praying for me.<br />
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I don't have much new from the doctor. They did a lot of tests and were able to rule out some things. <br />
I am still waiting on some lab work to come back...so we will see...<br />
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I promise to give a better update in the next couple of days. I just wanted to thank you all for your prayers and love.<br />
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I am typing this from my iPod. After going to the ER again last night for those "spells", I was admitted. It looks like I will be here a few days. They are testing me from top to bottom. I am really hoping that my next post will be that the doctors have found something. That is what I am hoping and praying for. Tomorrow, I should be getting some results from some bloodwork that I had done last week... I am very anxious to get those results!<br />
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Take care everyone and thank you for checking on me.<br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">Thank you for the bottom of my heart. You all remind me constantly that I have so many people who care about me and love me. It is so amazing to know that I have so many prayers being said on my behalf. </span><br />
<span style="font-size: small;">Thank you so, so much.</span><br />
<span style="font-size: small;">That just doesn't seem to be enough...but thank you.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">I had an appointment this past Wednesday with a Rheumatologist. I don't know how it happened but I have had TWO AMAZING doctors' visits in a row! Seriously, that is a record that has not been set in my 13 years of being a professional patient. :) He was very kind and thorough. He talked from the moment he opened the door. He was a walking encyclopedia. He knew a lot of information. He was especially kind and I found him very attentive. He is trying me on two new medicines that may help with my fatigue! I am excited. Cautiously so, but excited nevertheless. </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">My Mom and I thanked him before we left for being so kind and for believing me. And this was my favorite part...he looked up and said, </span><br />
<div style="color: #e69138;"><span style="font-size: large;">"Doctors are crazy. You aren't. Your were obviously a lively young lady-cheering, school friends-you had a life. Why would you give that up for this? I believe you. And you believe in yourself because we are going to try and make you feel better."</span></div><span style="font-size: small;"><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">I really don't think I can add anymore to that. So, I will let the doctor's beautiful words linger on your mind. They make me happy.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">I do go tomorrow and Wednesday for GI tests. Nothing too involved...just some CT scans and blood work. Please be in prayer that something will show up and the GI doctor can begin to treat these spells.</div><div style="text-align: center;">Thank you friends. I love you all more than you know.</div><a href="http://s1131.photobucket.com/albums/m555/Jacquelinne88/?action=view&current=postsignature-7.jpg" target="_blank"><img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i1131.photobucket.com/albums/m555/Jacquelinne88/postsignature-7.jpg" /></a>Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02725641402696597182noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3260259552122904940.post-89536679540422680622011-07-05T02:40:00.000-05:002011-07-05T02:40:39.740-05:00My current school of thought.<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://d30opm7hsgivgh.cloudfront.net/upload/5054712_9Rc0feHU_c.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="200" src="http://d30opm7hsgivgh.cloudfront.net/upload/5054712_9Rc0feHU_c.jpg" width="160" /></a></div><br />
<div style="text-align: center;">via <a href="http://www.pinterest.com/">pinterest</a></div><br />
<div style="text-align: center;">This will pass...right?</div><br />
<div style="text-align: center;">I have been making a desperate attempt to rid myself of a horrible bitter seed that has been firmly planted in my chest and seems to be growing by the minute. Seriously. And I do believe that my appointment with my doctor last month added some serious fertilizer to the nasty seed.</div><div style="text-align: center;">I am working through a lot of really ugly feelings right now. </div><div style="text-align: center;">I just don't know what to think or feel.</div><div style="text-align: center;">Confused. Scared. Angry. Sad. </div><div style="text-align: center;">Desperation. I think that is a good descriptive word to use right now.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">I had an appointment with my specialist on June 9th. I really left feeling defeated. He said that my POTS was as controlled as it could be. I don't really remember much after that. It just went downhill from there. I had a list of things to discuss and I just became so flustered, I didn't even get to the list. I don't know. It just didn't go well.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">Mom and I just cried for the next 13 hours as we drove home. So depressing.</div><div style="text-align: center;">Mom and I both got bronchitis from somewhere (and then proceeded to spread it to our entire household!) and we have both been in the bed and so sick for the last two weeks. So that really took the wind out of our sails.</div><div style="text-align: center;"></div><div style="text-align: center;">Because I was so sick when we got home, I didn't really deal with my feelings around the doctor's appointment. So last week, when I started feeling a little better from the bronchitis, I cried a lot. And then I cried some more.</div><div style="text-align: center;"></div><div style="text-align: center;">I am trying to figure out a battle plan. (I think that is an appropriate name for it.) I am searching out for doctors that treat Chronic Fatigue Syndrome in the area because I have never really sought a doctor that specializes in that. I have an appointment with a Rheumatologist on July 6th and hopefully I can start being treated for the pain from Fibromyalgia. I also want to look into holistic treatments for fatigue. <br />
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I had an appointment this past Wednesday with a GI doctor to try and figure what those horrible <a href="http://prescription-of-hope.blogspot.com/2010/02/down.html">spells </a>are that I have. And I just want to say that the appointment gave me HOPE back!! I feel like God heard my prayers, even those I said in anger and sent me a wonderful angel last week. I didn't get to meet the doctor but I saw his nurse practitioner. Seriously, she restored my faith in the medical profession! She listened to me and asked me detailed questions. And when it was over, she took my hand and promised me that she believed me. She told me she knew these "spells" were truly terrible and we were going to work together and find out what they were. Then she asked if she could pray with me!!<br />
She prayed a beautiful prayer. We asked for God's guidance and patience. My Mom and I were in tears. It was so touching.<br />
She said that she wanted to have a meeting with the doctor and that she would contact me at the end of week and she did! She told me that the they were working on a plan. I just felt so encouraged and CARED for.<br />
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Well, as it would happen, I had another spell on Saturday. Yeah, not fun at all. I am still recovering from it. We did go to the ER this time. I was able to get some pain medicine and that helped some. We went to the hospital this time because we hoped if they ran any tests, the doctor could get the results easier.<br />
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I am very hopeful that we can find out what happens to me when my stomach hurts so badly.<br />
I am also hoping that this Wednesday's appointment with the Rheumatologist goes as well. We will see. Thank you for your cares and concerns over the last couple of months. </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><a href="http://s1131.photobucket.com/albums/m555/Jacquelinne88/?action=view&current=postsignature-7.jpg" target="_blank"><img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i1131.photobucket.com/albums/m555/Jacquelinne88/postsignature-7.jpg" /></a>Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02725641402696597182noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3260259552122904940.post-46522373672928966242011-05-23T08:33:00.000-05:002011-05-23T08:33:40.094-05:00stopping and starting.Just when I think I am finding my way back to some bit of normalcy, the world stops spinning again.<br />
I am sad and heartbroken.<br />
Yesterday, Sunday, 22, I had another <a href="http://prescription-of-hope.blogspot.com/2010/02/down.html">spell</a>, like the <a href="http://prescription-of-hope.blogspot.com/2011/03/hanging-on-to-hope.html">one </a>that I had after my birthday. This one was much worse. <br />
I am so hurt and I feel forgotten by God. Where is He and why isn't He answering my prayers for healing from these beastly, misunderstood spells?!<br />
I am just so sad.<br />
My spirits are very low friends. I humbly ask for your prayers. Please pray for my spirits. Please pray that I hear God's voice and not mine! Please pray that I seek him and don't run from him in anger.<br />
love to you all. <br />
I may be away from blogging again! I hope to "see" you all very soon!<br />
love-<br />
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<a href="http://s1131.photobucket.com/albums/m555/Jacquelinne88/?action=view&current=postsignature-7.jpg" target="_blank"><img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i1131.photobucket.com/albums/m555/Jacquelinne88/postsignature-7.jpg" /></a>Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02725641402696597182noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3260259552122904940.post-1436905112032987192011-05-17T08:45:00.001-05:002011-05-17T08:45:01.540-05:00Project Life: Week 19<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><img border="0" height="65" src="http://i1131.photobucket.com/albums/m555/Jacquelinne88/projectlife2.jpg" width="223" /></div><br />
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Well, after a very long hiatus, I am finally back to <a href="http://prescription-of-hope.blogspot.com/search/label/project%20life">Project Life</a>. It is about time! I think the last week that I posted photos was week 12! Geesh! </div><div style="text-align: center;">And after last week's <a href="http://prescription-of-hope.blogspot.com/2011/05/hey-everyone-i-hope-you-all-had.html">post</a>, I think I jinxed myself because I only took 3 photos last week. But I am not going to beat myself up because I count it as a victory that I took some at all!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">So, without further delay...last week!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">Sunday, May 8 </div><div style="text-align: center;">Sunday was, of course, Mother's Day. I sure do love my Mom. Haley and I got her two more charms to add to her charm bracelet. We each choose a charm every holiday, birthday, etc., that represents us in some way and give them to Mom. Her bracelet is starting to get full. This Mother's Day, we gave her the two on the far left. The camera is from me and the lipstick is from Haley. I made the gift box last year. I thought it turned out pretty cute. The other side is decorated too. Mom saved it and I re-used it this year! </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;">Monday, May 9</div><div style="text-align: center;">Oh my word! One word...heavenly! You guys have to try this sorbet! This blood orange sorbet by <a href="http://www.talentigelato.com/">Talenti </a>is so good! They make gelato too but I haven't tried it. I love, love, love sorbet in the summer. It is such a treat! This stuff is so addictive! Run to the store and get some!! And after Mom got this for me at the store, I saw where Paula Deen had it in her monthly magazine. ;)</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">And I also have been doing some "summer reading"! ha! I have enjoyed my May magazines! </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;"> Tuesday, May 10</div><div style="text-align: center;">So, I picked up the 3rd season of the The Real Housewives of NYC the week before and I spent the early part of the week having myself a little Housewives marathon. Geesh, those ladies are seriously crazy! I think this shows proves that apparently money makes you rude, obnoxious and seriously deluded about the world. Just saying! All that said, I love this show and I am so addicted!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;">I know. This was a pitiful excuse for Project Life. Can't wait to see your weeks!</div><div style="text-align: center;">Happy Tuesday.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">I am linking up at Jessica's <a href="http://www.themomcreative.com/">blog </a>today for <a href="http://www.themomcreative.com/category/memory-keeping-and-crafts/project-life-tuesday">Project Life Tuesday</a>. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><img border="0" height="156" src="http://i815.photobucket.com/albums/zz75/JessicaNTurner/PL-Tuesday.jpg" width="200" /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><a href="http://s1131.photobucket.com/albums/m555/Jacquelinne88/?action=view&current=postsignature-7.jpg" target="_blank"><img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i1131.photobucket.com/albums/m555/Jacquelinne88/postsignature-7.jpg" /></a>Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02725641402696597182noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3260259552122904940.post-90328520546884367482011-05-11T08:28:00.001-05:002011-05-11T08:28:00.740-05:00A Face in the Crowd; Susan's Story<div style="color: #444444; text-align: center;">Today, I have an interview with my friend Susan. She is such a beautiful person. Susan and I became friends through a fashion and art community, <a href="http://www.polyvore.com/">Polyvore.</a></div><div style="color: #444444; text-align: center;">When I think of Susan, I think about a quote of Elisabeth Kubler-Ross:</div><div style="color: #444444; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="color: #b45f06; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: small;">The most beautiful people we have known are those who have known defeat, known suffering,</span></span><span style="font-size: small;"> known struggle, known loss, and have found their way out of the depths. These persons have an appreciati</span><wbr></wbr><span style="font-size: small;">on, a sensitivit</span><wbr></wbr><span style="font-size: small;">y, and an understand</span><wbr></wbr><span style="font-size: small;">ing of life that fills them with compassion</span><wbr></wbr><span style="font-size: small;">, gentleness</span><wbr></wbr><span style="font-size: small;">, and a deep loving concern. </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: small;">Beautiful people do not just happen.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"> </div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #444444;">I want to thank Susan for being kind enough to share her story with all of us. I know that sharing such a personal journey can't always be easy to do. I know that her strength and her perseverance will inspire.</span> </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><b> Please, tell us a little about yourself. </b><br />
My name is Susan. I just turned 30 on April 12th. I've lived in the Salt Lake City area for four years. My hometown is Sacramento. I enjoy designing and creating. I enjoy trying new things and going new places. I enjoy learning foreign languages, especially sign language. <br />
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<b>What illness have you been diagnosed with and when were you diagnosed?</b><br />
I have been diagnosed with bipolar II disorder. With bipolar II, the onset is later in life. Usually late teens or early adulthood. With me, things started changing when I was 17, then took a severe turn when I was 18 and pregnant. With bipolar II, the depression is more severe than the mania, generally. I had to quit school and work when things got bad. I was so depressed and felt so much emotional pain that I could barely do anything. I didn't recognize myself in the mirror. I was tempted to find relief through drugs, but, since I was pregnant and didn't want to hurt the fetus, I didn't. Thankfully.<br />
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<b>How long did you experience bipolar symptoms before you received a diagnosis?</b> <br />
It took me four years to be diagnosed. I just thought I was going crazy. I didn't know what to tell the doctors because I didn't understand what was going on. And I was afraid to tell the doctors anything because I had always wanted to adopt children. I thought if they knew what was going on, that I would never be able to adopt. It was I who first diagnosed me. At first, my doctor sent me to a stress management class. I thought it was a great class, but that there was more going on. He then sent me to a class on depression. Again, great class, but there was more going on. I ended up doing research on my own and when I read about bipolar disorder it was so familiar and made sense. I wrote up a couple of papers about why I thought I was bipolar and took it to my doctor He wasn't convinced. He said he thought I just had some weird form of depression. He actually used the word "weird". He decided to make photo copies of the things I had written. While he was in the hall, he met with the person at the head of the bipolar department. He showed him my notes. The head of the department told him that, yes, I was bipolar. I was switched and put into his care.<br />
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<b>Have you had to make adjustments in your life to deal with your illness?</b><br />
After I was diagnosed, I was put on medication, and started seeing a counselor. I had lost my dad when I was two and had been sexually abused when I was around three or four, which is typical of people with bipolar II to have had traumatic events in their childhood. I had to wait until I was somewhat stable for the counseling to do any good. Not too long after I was put on medication, I became pregnant again and had to go off of the medication. To help me get through, I stayed with family members for part of the pregnancy. My husband was in the process of fixing up our house in order to sell it, and I was just getting in the way. During this time, I was having a lot of what I called "irrational thoughts". My mind would be bombarded with thoughts and I was unable to tell what was real and what was irrational often. There were periods of times when I could think clearly, and I'd use those times to review the thoughts that I'd had and label them as rational or irrational. Then, when they popped into my head again, I could remember what they were, since I couldn't think in that moment what they were. If that makes sense. For example, if there was a lot of noise and confusion going on, it was very difficult for me since my head was already noisy and confused. When this happened, I had the thought that if the outside noise didn't stop, my head would explode. Obviously, that wasn't true. But that is how it seemed. Once I labeled it as being irrational, I didn't have to worry about it anymore. There were many, many other thoughts like that that I had to label. Labeling the thoughts was extremely helpful. <br />
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After baby number 2 was born, I went through a period of time with no symptoms whatsoever. I felt like a normal person for the space of a year when I was breastfeeding. I felt like I could take on the world. As soon as I stopped breastfeeding, the depression and irritability crept back into my life. This started a long, difficult period of time of trying to find stability with medications that takes us to today. I've tried every kind of bipolar medicine and am currently taking two medications as well as a cholesterol medication because of a side effect of one of them. I am almost stable. Through it all, I've had difficulties in being there for my kids the way I want to be, difficulty in my marriage and difficulty in keeping my house and life as organized as I'd like it to be.<br />
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<b>Is there a factor (i.e., faith, family love, hope, etc.) that helps you cope with the struggles of your Bipolar disorder?</b><br />
My children have been my reason to wake up every morning and try again. My husband has been a huge support. My hope has kept me trying medication after medication. My faith has kept me away from drugs and kept me close to Jesus. During a time when I only felt blackness, I came across a scripture that helped a great deal. I can't remember where I found it, but it talked about having the spirit and knowing it not. It strengthened me because I was trying my hardest and feeling nothing. It was comforting to know that I could be being guided and not know it. I also went to a twelve-step program for a time that was really helpful. I was invited to go to help a friend, but it ended up helping me. It was for people with any kind of addiction. Not just alcohol. Most there were people who were addicted to pornography. It was encouraging to see people set free. It also helped me forgive my childhood abuser. Forgiveness is a wonderful thing. <br />
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<b>Are there any final thoughts you would like to share, Susan? </b><br />
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To people who are going through difficult times, I would say to be grateful for the little things. Notice them. Don't lose hope. Build a good support group. There are people who care. Stay away from people who bring you down. And, lastly, you can be guided without even knowing it. <br />
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<div style="color: #444444; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #b45f06;">Thank you again, Susan! You are a truly beautiful person!</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><a href="http://s1131.photobucket.com/albums/m555/Jacquelinne88/?action=view&current=postsignature-7.jpg" target="_blank"><img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i1131.photobucket.com/albums/m555/Jacquelinne88/postsignature-7.jpg" /></a>Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02725641402696597182noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3260259552122904940.post-17317556612218833972011-05-10T19:15:00.000-05:002011-05-10T19:15:25.815-05:00Think Happy Thoughts<div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">Over the last month, each day has seemed to be a battle of wills. Each day has been hard and quite difficult emotionally and physically. There were several days that I just watched the clock slowly tick through the day and I couldn't wait for the sun to set and soon I could go to sleep and completely escape for the night. I am not going to lie; it has been hard.</div><div style="text-align: center;">There have been days that I have taken to wearing granny sunglasses in the house and even talking was too much exertion. The television stayed turned off and my laptop was hardly on. My world got so small. </div><div style="text-align: center;">It hurt my heart. I just wanted to be anywhere but here.</div><div style="text-align: center;">And sometimes all I could do to get through the next few moments was to</div><div style="text-align: center;">Think {very} Happy Thoughts! </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjq4Km_PxHaFZKJxnnE2lnn1-It9OOMCIEen3pVBNyaub5eVcF6Ve1OdHlmS-Ji7_98cvExspH2tWANjgfrZNkVWX0WUvIEMkfsD2gMrH_82lr6hNgBIjmVRvSz-sbYeeRC9ijgBlmQZ6Ez/s1600/Untitled.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="161" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjq4Km_PxHaFZKJxnnE2lnn1-It9OOMCIEen3pVBNyaub5eVcF6Ve1OdHlmS-Ji7_98cvExspH2tWANjgfrZNkVWX0WUvIEMkfsD2gMrH_82lr6hNgBIjmVRvSz-sbYeeRC9ijgBlmQZ6Ez/s320/Untitled.png" width="320" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">It was like a moment from Peter Pan. If I thought long enough and hard enough, I drifted away from the terrible moment. I could momentarily be anywhere but where I was.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">Call it denial or just pure crazy...it sometimes worked.</div><ul style="text-align: center;"><li style="text-align: center;">I thought about the roses that I knew were blooming outside.</li>
<li style="text-align: center;">I remembered a beach trip with friends and climbing over a fence to get into a new subdivision's pool that wasn't open yet.</li>
<li style="text-align: center;">I thought about the beautiful architecture in New Orleans.</li>
<li style="text-align: center;">I went through each first day of school from K-5 and tried to remember what I wore the first day of school. (I did good! I could remember every year but 2!)</li>
<li style="text-align: center;">I remembered the butterflies from my high school crush.</li>
<li style="text-align: center;">I thought about cheer leading and the year that our football team went to the Play Offs.</li>
<li style="text-align: center;">I thought about family vacations to the beach and to Disney World.</li>
</ul><div style="text-align: center;">I am optimistic person but I am also realistic. I think you can be both. My situation is so hard and so painful but my life is also full of such beautiful, happy moments.</div><div style="text-align: center;"> Life is hard. It is really hard, a lot of the time. I firmly believe that we have spectacularly, beautiful moments that may only last a second so that when we face dark times, we have something to hang on to and so we can be reminded of joy that is surely around the corner.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">I hope you all had a wonderful weekend and a nice Mother's Day. </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">I just wanted to start off by saying that I am giving myself a pat on the back today. I have finally started taking pictures again for Project Life. I didn't take any photos last month but I have taken them for this week. I realize that is only 2 photos but that is an improvement! </span></div><div style="text-align: center;">Speaking of pictures, I have wanted to take a photo of my camera strap put up. I just love it! It was a birthday present for myself. Dad tells me that I look like the winner of the Kentucky Derby when I have all the flowers draped around my neck. He is so silly.</div><div style="text-align: center;">I purchased it <a href="http://www.capturingcouture.com/Fashion_%26_Trendy_Styles_of_Camera_Straps_by_Capturing_Couture/Organza_Collection_of_Exclusive_Floral_Rosette_Camera_Straps_by_Capturing_Couture.html">here</a>. They also have small straps like this for smaller point and shoot cameras. If I had known that I would have bought one for my other camera a lot sooner! :) But I just love it and I think it makes my camera look girlie! I also bought a camera bag but it is at the shop being monogrammed, so I don't have it to show you. It isn't actually a camera bag but <a href="http://www.verabradley.com/product/Category/Accessories/Lets-Do-Lunch/154875/defaultColor/English+Meadow/pc/638/c/0/sc/645/p/154875.uts">this </a>Vera Bradley lunch box! The camera and its accessories fit perfectly! And it looks really pretty with the camera strap. Love it! Mom is going to put some put some foam in the bottom of it to give it a little extra padding. </div><br />
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<div style="text-align: center;">And I am happy to say that I went out for a little bit Friday. Yay for that too! It was such a nice day. I was kind of sad because I took back some clothes because I know that I won't be out and about very much this summer. Mom and I both cried through out the day. I felt really bad I wanted to get out of this house. We found ourselves crying in the car and in stores because we both see how far I have to go but we also were so very, very thankful that I was out, regardless of how I felt. </div><div style="text-align: center;">But I am also happy because:</div><div style="text-align: center;">1). I had to look for some new summer pants because I stopped taking some medicine and have lost some weight!! YES!!!!!</div><div style="text-align: center;">2). I found some white pants at the Gap and was able to use 3 coupons all the same time and I got them for a great deal! </div><div style="text-align: center;">3). I bought the 3rd Season of The Real Housewives of New York City. And I find that watching such fluffy television makes me absolutely, abstinent mindfully happy!! </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">Do any of you watch any of the Real Housewives shows? I only watch NYC but I am slightly obsessed.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">And this made me happy today. I had a migraine and I when I opened up my medicine, I found this in the box. I am never too old for my Mom's sweet notes!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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<span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-size: small;">I had such concrete plans for my blog for last month but that obviously didn't happen. I have given myself a break and try to tell myself it is okay if I don't stick to my schedule. I should have known better...schedules don't really work with me! </span></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-size: small;">I am feeling a little stronger these days. I am still not eating meals at the table regularly and I am still bed bound BUT I have started to get bored! That is great news! Because if I am bored that means I am feeling some better! I will take every little bit of good news.</span></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-size: small;">Have a great week friends! </span> </span></div><a href="http://s1131.photobucket.com/albums/m555/Jacquelinne88/?action=view&current=postsignature-7.jpg" target="_blank"><img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i1131.photobucket.com/albums/m555/Jacquelinne88/postsignature-7.jpg" /></a>Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02725641402696597182noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3260259552122904940.post-1579209349541707852011-04-29T09:24:00.001-05:002011-04-29T09:27:27.089-05:00Sweet Home Alabama<div style="text-align: center;">There are no words to explain the devastation that has engulfed my state. The number of people whose lives will be forever changed is simply astonishing. All you find yourself saying is,</div><div style="text-align: center;"><b>Unbelievable. </b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">Our home is battered and bruised but compared to others across the state, we are so lucky. Our family can't help but feel completely protected by our Lord Wednesday morning. Huge, gigantic trees fell directly beside our home, brushing against it, on all sides but didn't harm its structure.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">My father's family has been quite devastated by the storms. His hometown was one of the hardest hit areas. Entire neighbors are completely gone. My grandmother has severe damage to her home and others lost their home entirely. One family member has been hospitalized. </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">My Mother's great grandmother's house was destroyed. It was built in the late 1800's. Her grandmother was born there. Even though our family no longer owns that home, my mother was so saddened to see it gone. </div><div style="text-align: center;">So much history-gone in seconds. </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">Our college town has been changed forever. The college campus was spared but all around is complete destruction. It is so overwhelming to see more and more information coming through on Facebook and learning that one more friend or former classmate has lost their home or family.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><b>Unbelievable. </b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">My family is not scared by bad weather. We have become quite complacent because Alabama has such severe weather so often but this day was different. My sister and I were huddled in corners with our heads covered.<br />
It was so fast though. It was here and gone in a matter of seconds. There was no time to warn one another or anything. It was so scary.<br />
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We had two waves of storms that came through on Wednesday. Our damage was sustained during the early morning wave. We aren't sure if it was a tornado or straight-line winds. But it has been reported that the winds in our area were hurricane strength.<br />
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We are so thankful. Each night I am so thankful that my whole family is upstairs has I go to sleep in my own bed.</div><div style="text-align: center;">We are just so very thankful.<br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;"></div><div style="text-align: center;"> Part of our roof missing. </div><div style="text-align: center;">View from the front door.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;"> A very old and very large oak tree was pulled over and damaged our back porch.</div><div style="text-align: center;"> Our steps are now floating in mid-air.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;">If this tree had fallen the other direction...it just scares me to think about what could have happened.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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It was a large pine tree.<br />
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If you look straight through the branches you can see my little white window.<br />
Again, we were so blessed that the trees fell in the direction they did. <br />
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Trees fell on our vehicles. <br />
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The sense of community is so strong. Volunteers are being turned away by the hundreds. Neighbors are helping neighbors; sharing our homes, our hands and our hearts.<br />
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We are a great state and I know that we will recover!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><a href="http://s1131.photobucket.com/albums/m555/Jacquelinne88/?action=view&current=postsignature-7.jpg" target="_blank"><img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i1131.photobucket.com/albums/m555/Jacquelinne88/postsignature-7.jpg" /></a>Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02725641402696597182noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3260259552122904940.post-26107383327915380282011-04-26T13:38:00.001-05:002011-04-26T13:38:34.143-05:00Project Life<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://i1131.photobucket.com/albums/m555/Jacquelinne88/projectlife2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://i1131.photobucket.com/albums/m555/Jacquelinne88/projectlife2.jpg" /></a></div><br />
<div style="text-align: center;">Well, isn't the normal Project Life Tuesday. But I am pleased to finally be participating again! Yay for that!</div><div style="text-align: center;">Since I getting so <a href="http://prescription-of-hope.blogspot.com/2011/03/hanging-on-to-hope.html">sick</a>, the camera has been tucked away and I rarely felt motivated to get it out. But there were a few instances that I wanted to capture.</div><div style="text-align: center;">I don't know any of the dates of these photos but here are a few highlights from the last month.<br />
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And before we continue, I edited my photos but the edited versions won't load. They only upload into blogger as the original versions. II have been having lots of trouble with that lately and I am not sure where the problems is. Anyway...moving on. </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">Little Holly. She is my sweet baby. I love her to pieces! And I think she loves me too. For the last month, she hasn't done anything but lay my stomach and sleep with me. She is so sweet. And the sweetest thing is that she know when I am upset and crying. She always gets so antsy a crawls up on my shoulders and tries to lick my face. (Which she knows she isn't supposed to do.) It just melts my heart.<br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;">I am not really sure whose bed this is exactly? Mine or Hers? The jury is still out!<br />
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I think this was one Sunday. Every came down and we all laid in the bed. All of us were tired and about to go to bed. So no one was really up for some head shots...<br />
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I know! This is sooo attractive!<br />
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One Tuesday my friend Gillian sent me a belated birthday gift. It was a lovely gift box for a company called The Popcorn Factory. It was a cute little box with different flavored popcorn, chocolates and candies. I would eat any of it for several days because it was too cute to open up!<br />
And the same day, my Mom stopped by Target for me and picked up Country Strong. It was a good day! :)<br />
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The view out of my bedroom has been gorgeous (when I don't leave the shade drawn)!<br />
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And I have basically been eating bowls and bowls of strawberries everyday! They have been so good. And every once in awhile, I will spice them up with a couple of brownies. :)<br />
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Happy Tuesday! <br />
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