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Posted: Wed Dec 3rd, 2008 19:58 |
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Adrianne,
We have had the same experience with lizards. But they weren't as decorative.
So have I found a purpose for all our left over Vitamin D tablet? Can I feed them to the mice, then when the snake eats the mice kill two varmits with one stone?
I think this whole snake business has started messing with my head.
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Posted: Thu Dec 4th, 2008 18:13 |
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Now there's food for thought......using Vit.D as a weapon!  Snakes mess with my head, too. I just don't have even a hint of a warm fuzzy feeling for them. However, I guess we should be thankful for the black snakes as they eat all kinds of undesirables and are not really a threat to us. Come to think of it, CWDs mess with my head much, much more.
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Posted: Thu Dec 4th, 2008 18:29 |
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I've grown fond of non-poisonous snakes over the years. When we bought an acreage, I'd really hoped to find a bull snake to keep as an outdoor pet to keep the mice population down. Then a local told me that bull snakes only live in Saskatchewan, the province east of us. I pouted for two years about that.
You want some more snake stories to warm your heart on a grumpy day? Why... once, when I was adventuring in the Amazon....... *grin*
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Ticks and the woods. I live in the burbs (outter edge of a small city with farmland near by) and this summer we had deer ticks in our back yard. I have a fence and white pine hugging the edge of the back yard (other than that there are not a lot of trees and bushes around or roaming animals for that reason who might carry deer ticks) and have not had to use flea and tick repellant on my dogs (for their health and mine). Our local area seems to have gotten an infestation of deer ticks and LYME this last summer. However, after I got a deer tick on me and found a regular tick on my dog, out came the repellant.
Mostly I have to deal with house centipedes in my home--they are so freaky. If you try to smack them on the wall, they gracefully leap off and fall, running incredibly quickly away from you. Worse yet, if you are bitten, it hurts. They are supposed to be drawn to dampness and I have a vent/fan installation in my home's crawl space to prevent this; indeed, an excess of spiders is a sign of dampness and the crawl space no longer has that. However, the centipedes remain and the little traps only take off a few legs as they escape merrily on their way.
As far as my previous experience with mice (and this is as far as I will go), since I last lived with mice (1986), I have been unable to each warm chocolate chip cookies or stand the smell of them cooking. Don't ask.
Grump, grump, grump.
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Claire,
I am being so entertained. I am picturing that poor little centipede with missing feet - wonder what that must be like magsmom
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Posted: Thu Dec 11th, 2008 18:03 |
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It was the smell of cooking mice that got me.......
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Okay, okay, don't let your imaginations run wild about cooked mice and chocolate chip cookies.
The gross reality is that in the house that I rented in the middle of a farm--the one where we were doing all we could to block the entrance of the little critters--the mice particularly liked hanging around up near the burners of the stove (no doubt they picked up microscopic bits of food or perhaps it was warm...it was a gas stove).
At any rate, when the turds of little field mice heat up (meaning, you missed some in your daily cleaning of said stove), it smells sweet...almost like the smell of chocolate chip cookies baking. Only you know you haven't made chocolite chip cookies and so the smell gets associated with the little creatures infesting your home. Hence, an incredibly dislilke for the smell of freshly made chocolate chip cookies.
Gross, I know, but I cannot be the only person on the planet who can't stand the smell of freshly made chocolate chip cookies for this reason. Can I?
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Posted: Thu Dec 11th, 2008 23:40 |
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HI CLAIRE
This is Fred in WV. Maybe what you smelled was not the mouse turds but the TH1 bactiera being killed by the heat. No that could not be that because Dr Marshall says we can not cook the TH1 bactiera to kill it. Ha! Ha! That was intersting to hear any way.
Remember, we are all in this together and I am pulling for us.
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Having been on a number of support sites for folk with disabilities, I know I am not alone in losing much of what was my support network upon becoming totally disabled at such a young age (48), which that social isolation no doubt put strain on my partner and contributed to her leaving me because of my disability. I had attributed this loss as being due to my becoming the bogeyman--the grim reaper--as you will to folk who did not want to believe that disability could strike down an otherwise vibrant person (and if that was the case, strike them down as well), and to the natural protective assumption that the illness is all in my head. (I think the fact that I had MCS pre-disability and yet managed to function was considered an acceptable, tolerable weirdness for an otherwise vibrant and interesting friend that later became proof that my disability was in my head.)
(This, of course, is a common response to folk with undiagnosed TH1 illness or folk diagnoses with CFS, as even many doctors do not believe it is an illness even if the CDC does. For Pete's sake, my medical insurance coverage does not cover CFS--a non illness despite the CDC's stand--and all I can say is thank goodness I've also been diagnosed with Fibromyalgia, which they do cover.)
At any rate, over the weekend I spoke to a friend that moved out west about six months before I became totally disabled. About 7 months after disability struck, when I was well enough to take a zero-gravity chair to church (but still unable to recline in a recliner for more than 20 minutes or lie on a six inch wedge in my bed--something that did not improve until three years later when I started the MP), two friends, a couple that I thought and my friend out west thought that I would be friends with until our dying days (people I ate lunch with and often dinner with at least once a week and whom I considered 4:00 in the morning friends, the sort where I would drive three hours anywhere in the middle of the night to bail them out of trouble), went to visit the friend out west (while attending a church conference).
While at dinner with this couple they spoke of my disability and said that they didn't think I was as sick as I said I was and thought that much of it was in my head. (Meanwhile, my friend out west sat there with mouth open and appalled that they would make judgments about other folks' pain or illness.) This would explain the fact that they visited me once early on and then when I didn't recover made only one attempt to visit except when invited to a holiday party. They wrote me off from the beginning. My west coast friend only shared this after four years had passed and when she realized that once well I plan to not invest any time with this couple or others who have turned their backs on me. (When well, I will approach how I invest my energy in people from a whole new perspective. I no longer have time for people who do not view personal growth as part and parcel to life. People who are not self-reflective and cannot own their own sh*t and who easily pass judgments on others are no longer welcome in my sphere.)
While I had suspected that this is what had had happened as another friend had heard murmurings from folk at church who were in the process of justifying why they would make no effort to offer me support after my partner left (apparently, the shock of her leaving should have forced me to come out of the "psychological" problem of mine and so to be supportive of me would be to enable me, as if my problem were "co-dependency"), it was a sort of sad confirmation of what I had long thought.
I know that when I am well; these so-called friends from my past will just believe that I finally recovered from a psychological problem and so who needs them? Indeed, I have had a couple of people try to take my emotional and spiritual inventory. The funny thing about that is that I am more psychological stable than the vast majority of people I have ever met (more of a grown up and able to cope with what life throws my way and accept people despite their flaws) and I've had a rich spirtual life, understanding that almost every moment is a teaching moment and that life is rich with spiritual lessons.
Anyhow, I just needed to grump about getting that confirmation about my one time 4 o'clock in the morning friends.
I've come to the conclusion that every person could use to become disabled for a minimum of 3 years with a disease from which they have no hope of recovery and with one where little is known and its existence is doubted. Indeed, being disabled has really opened my eyes to the small mindedness of much of the human population and the overwhelming fear that many if not most folk have of death and dying.
Even a long time friend, when I informed her via email that my partner left me, didn't even bother to respond, and so when I wrote her husband to find out if something was wrong, he said, that she was walking around singing "Dear Abby, Dear Abby." Like my life was some sort of drama that I just needed to get over. Like it is expected that we get through divorce with no support of our friends...even initially. It was then that I realized that this long-time friend was more attached to my memory as a friend (when I was well) than to me the person I am today...someone who happens to be disabled. Someone for whom the loss of a spouse is perhaps even more devastating when it happens, particularly when the spouse says that the only reason is because I am disabled and she is not willing to wait the five years it will take for me to become well, as she is getting older and wanting to capture the gold ring while she still has some of her youth (late forties and fearful of losing her looks and being stuck with a disabled person or having me die on her in a few years). Oh, and "I know this sounds selfish, but I don't like the way the way your sunglasses and hat call attention to me when we are out in public". Nice.
Okay, end of rant. Claire
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Posted: Wed Dec 17th, 2008 17:30 |
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Claire,
I don't know if your musings qualify for a full rant... you will have to put a little more of an edge to it next try. 
The whole fair-weather friend experience is something to take pause about.
I have been part of various groups of people that had a certain activity as their center of focus and when that activity was over, the purpose for gathering was over. A few of those people remain friends. But they were the ones who had gone through things together and choose to stick around when it wasn't all roses. One solid friend who 'gets you' and still likes to be around you when you fail or struggle is worth their weight in gold.
There was a guy who studied what made strongly bonded families. His research found there was only one common factor in all of them. They all regularly went camping! He was really puzzled by this, but decided to try it with his family to see how this could be the secret to family unity. It didn't take to many disastrous trips before it dawned on him. The reason camping created bonded families (for the ones who navigated successfully through the disasters) is that there were always disasters when you went camping. Successfully overcoming adversity together as a group created deep life-long bonds.
I may not have a huge circle of friends, but I would like to think the ones I have would pass the 'camping' test and beyond. They have watched me go from athletic, active, and highly engaged to housebound and hurting. And they have watched me go from idea to idea trying to recover my lost health.
Now it is harder to get together, so we talk on the phone more. We talk about our various dreams and struggles. We ponder shared problems. Sometimes eat meals together and laugh until we are silly (but not often enough). I don't know if a well-off couple can ever understand the pain and isolation that come with illness. Older singles may come closer. Perhaps that is why they seem to work harder at nurturing their relationships.
When you only know people on the good days, you don't know them at all.
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Hey Joyful, I definitely agree about older singles perhaps being there more for each other, and I often joke that when I am well I will make my friends among the widows and widowers at grave site and at nursing homes. Older singles, I think, realize that they are becoming vulnerable and that they need their friends and will invest in them fair weather or not.
I think pre-disability, I was seen as very competent and so I guess for folk who don't want friends with complications (save the MCS that was just a bit annoying), I was a good one to have. No emotional breakdowns, no drama, no asking for help (except in a move, which didn't happen very often and were exceptionally organized, with friends only handling boxes with movers handling the furniture). Very dependable for keeping dates, attending parties, and inviting folk over. Then...that all dries up with serious illness. Sort of like, "What have you done for me lately?"
I like your camping story. Perhaps as I develop close friends in the future, I will look for folks who actually like to camp--or better yet back pack, as that is always a challenge. People who can't take a little adversity need not apply.
Claire
P.S. I'll work on my ranting!
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Will read long posts later; they look serious. I just want to report that I had a stove mouse problem once (wishes I could draw a mousie in stovepipe and tails with a walking stick) , but don't recall specifics.
However, I have totally lost desire for chocolate chip cookies. Thanks, Claire.
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Hi All,
I am just now posting as I just bawling my eyes out - -- the "friend" thing is something I can relate to - - -just not able to expand on it right now - - - off to cry some more . . . . Magsmom
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I hear you, Magsmom. I couldn't reply because I got all choked up and hurt and infuriated with those who have dumped me also.
I'm supposed to write my little update on what I'm doing for my high school reunion site. Taking my pills, being patient, still sick.... well, that just doesn't sound as righteous as passed the bar, ran a 250km marathon, wrote a best seller and had hair plugs put in.
It's all in the spin doctoring, though, isn't it? Participating in a revolutionary medical treatment, feeling better, gaining health, looking cool in my NoIRs, having time to develop an etsy business. 
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Juanita,
And don't forget to tell them that we now have a collaboration with the biggest Hospital in the world (4600 beds) to bring the new medical knowledge to China 
http://www.cd120.com/
http://eng.cd120.com/
A short video is at
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Claire, it's tough to lose our "friends" while on this protocol, but you've had the double loss of losing a partner also, so doing a bit of grumbling and having feelings of anger are in order. When this is all over I see a lot of us beginning all over again. Our success on the MP will truly be the best revenge (if we really need to have such a thing when the time comes)---and watch our dust because we'll be feeling great!
Magsmom, I still find myself grumbling around here too, about people who can't give you a few minutes of their time for even a phone call more than once a year. When I first started the MP I did my share of bawling and cursing and feeling sorry for myself, but it does get better, and the isolation a little easier. I still have an occasional outburst, but it doesn't last long. I might even turn into a hermit, or hermitess. I am enjoying being alone more and more.
Juanita, I love your spin on it all, especially the part about being part of a revolutionary medical treatment. That doesn't sound half bad.
What is your business on Etsy? My granddaughter has one on there too. She positively knits up a storm. I love to look around at all the different products and creativity.
Stay warm all.
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Thanks for the support one and all.
I hope Jan not to want revenge by the time I am well (the MP ought to at least help us learn if not compassion, then tolerance or at the very least acceptance of the foibles of being human). One of my goals in life is not to lay down any circuitry in my brain that has me running unnecessary thought processes (i.e., in Buddhist terms: suffering).
I love these folk who have walked away from me yet. However, one of the things I've learned in life is that while love may be unconditional, relationships are not. I can bless people and move on. Now...getting to that point often requires those 5 stages of grieving we've heard so much about, and I'm still doing that (mostly through that with "friends" who walked away, but still have a way to go with my ex-partner) while attempting to keep negative circuitry or grove making to a minimum.
Beginning all over again is right. I am reminded that I've done this before (with various moves) and I can do it again. Indeed, people who retire to other states frequently have to begin again. It's never too late to do that.
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Claire,
So sorry to hear of your experiences with your friends. We have had similar issues. Caitie's friend who recently began to fade away is in nursing school for heaven's sake. You would think a nurse-wanna-be would make an effort to understand chronic disease. The truth is that until someone has felt the crushing fatigue, the pain, depression and isolation of these myriad diseases they really can't truly relate. Some day when their own body begins to fail they may rethink their behavior and thought processes - but probably not. I have seen myself in some of them and I am ashamed. It is painful for you to live in the world you are in but the truth is it is painful for your friends to visit you there too. It takes a special person to visit and have the courage to come back. I guess that's why this message board is so important to so many.
Claire I hope you persevere in your journey to wellness and can someday, with clarity of thought and no hint of pain or disease give your friends of the past a tutorial on dealing with loved ones who are chronically ill. It may well be your greatest gift to the world. And I for one live for the day when psychological/psychiatric conditions are seen for what they truly are- an infection.
Great big virtual hug Claire.
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Thank you for the virtual hug Mindy.
Fortunately, unlike many with chronic illness, I have been lucky enough to be in good spirits most of the time. I have not only a healthy outlook most of the time, but a rich spiritual life. (And after two years on the MP--most of which spent in the therapeutic range re Vit D--, I've had very little emotional IP. I usually say I must have "happy" CWD in my brain because I am generally not just happy but joyful.)
Naturally, I grieved becoming totally disabled and then I moved on. Never in my life have I ever asked, "Why me?" for any reason. I don't see the point in it even if I did wonder what happened to some friends I thought I would be around for a lifetime. I did not know that friendship for them came with a tag that read
"expires upon disability."
Like you, I think most people will not revisit their behavior as they begin to fail in old age. If true, it would be unfortunate. People, in general, seem to have a never ending array of defense mechanisms to protect themselves from unpleasantries in life.
Having a disabled friend or lover gives a person the opportunity to grow emotionally and spiritually. Choosing to walk away is just that: walking away from not only a friend or lover but choosing to pass up a growth opportunity. So why do folk do it? You hit the nail on the head: it pains them. Growth hurts.
To that I want to say, "Grow up." Yes, I too recognize myself in other people; however, I have a number of mottos I live by and one of them is to "walk toward the pain." (This does not require me to walk toward emotionally unhealthy relationships or anything like that. What it does require me to do is to note my pain and walk toward it, live with it, observe it, and be transformed by it rather than wallow in it.)
My friendships have almost always been based on conversation (imagine that if you will )--talking about everything under the sun--and supporting each other through good times and bad. (So having a physically healthy body to play tennis or go skiing or doing something as simple as going shopping has never been a requirement except perhaps for my ex-partner who is a PE teacher and was my exercise buddy.) So other than being unable to go out and meet for lunch or dinner (during the first few years of illness) I was still me (yeah, there have been some cognitive losses, but you'd have to be inside my head to detect most of them). Meaning, I was still the person that these friends used to drop in on when in the neighborhood when I was well. I just looked sick and couldn't attend events and church like I used to. Apparently I did not look sick enough, however, because these "friends" have assumed (for their psychological convenience) that my illness is all in my head.
I did not die or lose my ability to converse when I became ill; I did not lose my interest in the world or the world of ideas or the lives of my friends. What did happen is I had to stop work, stay in a recumbent postion most of the time, and lost most of my "friends."
Indeed, two friends who know all of those who walked out of my life were barely friends when I became disabled, and through this all, we have managed to forge a friendship so that I am now a close friend to both. They are both very attractive, bright, and funny and for some reason, they like being my friend and find my friendship valuable. What these two have in common--indeed what the four people who have remained friends with me even though we weren't close when I became disabled have in common--is that they have lived at some time in their lives with a disabled person. They know that when a person becomes disabled the person does not necessarily disappear. They have learned not to lose sight of the person in his/her disability.
Forgiving is not the same as forgetting and my time here on earth is far too valuable to spend it with folk who have proved themselves to be fair weather friends. I see no value re-establishing friendships with people who will assume when I am well that I finally overcame my "psychological problems" when psychological issues did not disable me.
With that said, when I am well, if anyone of these one time friends fell ill, you can believe that I would be there to help them out. That is when they would get a tutorial on loving kindness. Whether I have that opportunity and whether they learn from that only time will tell.
In the meantime, I am going to invest my energy in the friends I have now and when well in ways I always have...using my time to help folk who are less fortunate than I (never forgetting that less fortunate does not mean less than). We have much to learn from all of the people who populate our lives. My one time "friends" have taught me a valuable lesson in where I want to invest my energy now and when well.
I am glad for this forum. I felt the need to write about what I learned about this week because I would have liked to have thought that my two closest friends in town stopped seeing me because they couldn't personally handle the pain of seeing me be less than vibrant. However, to have learned that they wrote me off from the beginning as a "head case" (i.e., determined that my illness is psychological) was a bit of a shock. Now I understand why all the other people in my one time circle of friends have given me that impression (a few have tried to take my spiritual inventory and one blamed me for breaking up my relationship by going on the MP and told me that she could not be a friend of mine for that reason when all I did was call to console her over a recent loss).
I mean, these once close friends of mine have great creditials...they supposedly knew me better than most. Who would you believe? Them, the healthy looking specimens who haven't become a bogeyman nearly overnight or someone who reminds you that the grim reaper could touch your shoulder at any time?
I hope their talking about me in this way has at least benefitted my once dear friends and drawn them closer to the rest of the circle. However, if I were part of that circle now, I'd be watching my back and praying to God I did not become sick.
Being disabled, I am learning the fine art of self care and energy management, and just maybe I am learning to be more discerning when it comes to making friends...just maybe.
Claire
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38mo on MP; CFS FMS MCS COPD hypermob. IBS/GERD osteopor.; 125D48 25D<4;
NoIRs during most daylight outings & covered up; home w/o NoIRs
Ph1.Dec06 * ModPh2.Jun07 * AbxBrk.Mar-May08 * Ph2.Oct-Nov08 * Ph1.Jan2009
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goobygirl
Member in Phase 3
| Joined: | Tue Jul 24th, 2007 |
| Location: | Illinois USA |
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Posted: Fri Jan 16th, 2009 02:57 |
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I'm sorry to hear about the various losses of friends on here. I know the pain, I got very sick and was hospitalized, near death, and was hallucinating. A friend that visited me in the hospital stopped being my friend simply because of a hallucination that was caused by medication interactions (not MP drugs, btw).
I was somewhat upset over the loss, and then thought, who needs friends like that? Good riddance to people that can stand by you in your time of need.
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FM, Hashimoto's thyroiditis, sleep apnea, 125D 18, MP 11/07, Cytomel, Ambien. CPap, NoIRs.
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