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Election Night in Our House.

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(Impromptu Rally on Election Night)I'm a realist. I believe it will take a very long time for Obama to turn things around in this country. I'm prepared for failure on many fronts. But, right now...........this day........it doesn't matter. I am filled with optimism......dare I say HOPE. Once again, I am proud to be an American. We did good!Here's how it played out in my house. The text messages were flying all day between me and my 3 kids (all voting age). Months of discussions resulted in an palpable tension on November 4th. Would they drag their asses out to the polls? Sure, they had told me they would but, I was skeptical. But, throughout the day, one by one, they began to text me from their various locations. How long were the polls open? Exactly where was the school (their assigned poll) located? How long would it take? My daughter (away at college) was the only one I felt certain would vote without any prodding on my part. Yes, yes, I know.....Illinoi…

Imagine it on your own.......

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We lay there & looked up at the night sky & she told me about stars called blue squares & red swirls & I told her I'd never heard of them. Of course not, she said, the really important stuff they never tell you. You have to imagine it on your own.

Summer's Nearly Over......

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So, I'm "wistful" again.....what's new?

Summer is nearing its end and I am preparing to send my daughter off to college. Although I'm not prepared to dive back in to posting again, I would like to share the continuation of my essay about my daughter and her best friend. Tomorrow, we are having a cook-out to wish good luck to both of them as they begin a new chapter of their lives.

(Here's the first part of the essay......previously posted)
http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/MS_Mom/508169

And, now........as they pack up and get ready to leave............

And now, another major challenge looms before them, as individuals and friends, as they each prepare to separate from one another in order to live their next great adventure. Once again, the strength of their friendship will be tested as they will be attending different colleges.

Now, the monumental challenge becomes my own, as Rose’s Mother and Lindsey’s “other” Mother.

The little girls that I watched grow into b…

You're Gonna Miss This............

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My daughter Rose graduated from high school last night. She walked with her graduating class of nearly 600 students, even though she officially completed all her courses one semester early. (She said she wanted to "get a jump" on college classes.) So, she's been out of high school since Christmas and wasn't really sure she wanted to go back and participate in the ceremony.
I was always prepared to go along with whatever decision she made regarding "walking" with her class. I understood her feelings. By the time February rolled around, she had already moved on, and disconnected from most of the people that she associated with during her four years there. It seemed that she was definitely finished with this chapter of her life and looking forward to the next.

And, I’ll be honest. I was more than willing to accept her decision not to attend the ceremony as evidenced by the fact that I never tried to talk her out of her decision. Having MS has made certain thing…

I Don't "Do" Yellow.

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I had my first treatment with Tysabri, the newest drug on the market used to battle MS. It’s a once-a-month infusion (IV hook-up), administered in the doctor’s office. When my doctor talked to me about this new drug, he said “it will stop MS in its tracks”. However, I was still hesitant and had been vacillating for the past year as to whether I should switch from my Avonex (weekly injections) to Tysabri. I felt like “if it ain’t broken, why mess with it”. But, recently I have noticed that my feet are numb more often and there is increased spascicity in the muscles in my thighs. spasticity
Tysabri was first approved in 2004 but was temporarily taken off the market in 2005 over concerns about a serious brain infection, known as progressive multifocal leukoencephalopathy (PML). It seems that three patients developed the disorder, characterized by destruction of the myelin sheath that covers nerve cells. To put this in everyday language, the brain deteriorates. There is no cure for PML, no…

Good Vibrations...Is This What The Beach Boys Meant?

The other evening, I was lying in my bed watching television, which is my normal nightly routine before I fall asleep. I usually watch the Jon Stewart Show.....or at least I begin to watch it and usually doze off before it ends. On this night, I could not fall asleep because I was hearing a noise that, at first, sounded like a motor running outside. It was driving me crazy. I got out of bed, walked around the bedroom, opened all the windows one by one......hoping that the source of the noise would become apparent. Well, it was not a car running.
I remember hearing a similar noise last summer before the electrical transformer behind our house "popped", plunging most of our block into darkness. It made this "buzzing" sound that was extremely irritating........kinda made my insides "buzz" also. (Seriously, due to my MS, my "system" is somewhat sensitive to certain sounds, sensations, etc.). Well, it was not the transformer.
Again, I remembered the …

Put on your big girl panties.......

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I see I have drifted away from writing about my Multiple Sclerosis here and it does not surprise me. Ever since being diagnosed in 2000, I have found myself NOT talking about it much.

Originally, I thought it was because I didn’t want to be one of those people; you know the type. At the drop of a hat, they will tell you all about their skin lesions, hot flashes and itchy vulva. (Please Mom; no more…I never want to hear you use the word vulva again.)

For some reason I have always been more focused on those people who really have it hard; people with illnesses that are sure to cut short their lives or those living with chronic diseases that prevent them from living a normal life. My favorite singer/songwriter Dan Fogelberg died of cancer a few weeks ago; out sailing his boat all summer and dead by Christmas. So, I say to myself; what have I got to complain about?

It’s a personal philosophy for living life. One of my favorite movie quotes is “Get busy living or get busy dying” from The Shaw…