June 22nd, 2009 | Author: trancejen
What I am fast finding out is that the neighborhood folk don’t seem to give much of a damn WHERE their children are as long as they’re not at home.
Whether it’s the damned kid down the street (who has been here for four days, morning till nightfall and who I am stupidly, ridiculously allowing to spend the night simply because I feel bad about making fun of him all the time) or the kid across the alley who I have never met, who seems to have moved in, too.
Nobody checks on these kids. Nobody calls them home for lunch or dinner. They seem to be Dickens-esque street urchins without the lovableness.
Add to that the drug dealers next door, who have approximately one frillion grandchildren of varying colors, shapes, and sizes, and this block is chock-full of unsupervised children.
One of these days I’m going to go on a parent-calling spree, but I am not yet irritated enough to grow the balls to do it.
I’m close, though. Really close.
In other news, I went to the neurologist today and was informed that my fibromyalgia (I have fibro-fucking-myalgia? This is news to me.) is acting up, which explains why I’ve been in severe pain and as stiff as a geriatric for the past couple of weeks.
God, that makes me sound old. “My fibromyalgia is acting up.” Pass the prunes.
Apparently this is also the reason I get dizzy and frequently pass out. Dizziness apparently goes hand in hand with this diagnosis.
I would much rather the dude told me this before I had a fucking HEART MONITOR implanted for a year and a half. Jesus.
Anyway, that explains that, I guess the heat is what’s killing me, and hopefully the new prescription will work wonders. If not, I think I need to invest in a hockey helmet or some shit. Yesterday I fell directly on my purse, which went directly into my eyeball, and today my entire eyeball is Dracula red.
Such is a day in the life of Jen.
Currently I’m sitting out in the yard with the laptop, listening to the melodic sounds of the children fighting over the floaty toys. Oh joy, oh bliss.
In still other news, it’s as hot as blazes. It’s so hot that the cats have ceased clamoring to go outside. It’s so hot that my afro has reached Angela-Davis-like proportions.
It’s just HOT. I hate it. End of story.
Happy Monday. Send me a little patience.
I’ll totally send you patience. Really. Cuz the world needs more!!
you still have your eyesight though right? Those “lost” kids will remember you fondly someday even if it sucks right now, at least you were there for them even if it’s not your job. I hope you get to feeling better.
I was diagnosed with fibro in 1998. sucks. I had mono at 17 and was never the same after that. Supposedly, that is a trigger for fibro. I don’t faint much but do get dizzy from time to time. The worst for me is fibro fog, where I just mentally cannot get my shit together. This is what helps me deal with fibro. I do my very best to get as much sleep as I can. I know sleep is a big issue with us. Getting deep sleep is like finding the holy grail. But it’s what we need. Also, if you coddle the pain you will hurt more, so gentle daily movement and exercise is important. Swimming won’t damage anything and I find that walking is ok too, even though my feel hurt badly. If I don’t move, I feel worse, and wake in the night with more pain. Sometimes going to bed with an ibuprofen helps to calm my muscles so I can sleep. I hope any of this helps. I’m always here if you need to pick my brain about it.
Hey Jen! I’m so sorry to hear that you have fibro. As a [former] fellow sufferer, I know just how it feels and I would never wish that upon another living soul. I second what artgnome says – get as much GOOD sleep as you can, don’t coddle the pain and keep moving – as those things really help to make a difference. My fibro has been in remission for years but I sometimes feel shades of it when I overdo it which makes me immediately take a rest as I never want to go through that daily pain again. The condition may be “invisible” but the pain certainly is not. If I can be of any help, let me know. Miss ya, love ya.
Hi Jen, I had stopped writing a long time ago, but wanted to do some catching up.
It’s been a few years since I’ve read here, but I’ve thought about you often. For whatever it’s worth, I have fibromyalgia too. It sucks, but it’s something that has gotten me to exercise more I guess. That seems to help. Other than that, muscle relaxers do the trick – cyclobenzaprene. It’s good, it’s cheap, and has low interaction with other meds. I hope this note finds you well. Take care!