Friday, January 3, 2014

Living the Vida Kitty

I never thought in all my life that I would be sleeping as much as my cats. 

I have so much to do and not enough money to do it... or any energy even if I was flush.

There is a virus going around that knocks you down, then a bacteria gets into your chest, and then the virus comes back to finish you off. That is literal. I have heard of others dying of this so-called flu, but I don't think it's the regular flu.

I know I have it. I have mucous  in my throat and chest; post nasal drip, chills, over sleeping... the works!

The illness began back in December, I fought it back with vitamin C packets and raw organic garlic but it came back this month. Well, I went out grocery shopping and that will get you every time! 

So I'm back on the vitamin C and garlic.

I' beat a similar infection/virus last year. It's just that if you don't take care of yourself and increase your supplements, and garlic, you can put yourself at undue risk.

This afternoon, I fell asleep listening to an online newscast I like to watch every week. I got onto myself, then I realized: if you are falling asleep for little reason then you are probably a lot sicker than you think you are.

For this weekend then I am going to live the Vida Kitty. I'll go get warm in the sun in the afternoons but for the rest of the time: it's bed rest, liquids, online television shows, supplements and garlic as far as the eye can see. 

I hope by next week this chapter of fuzzy mittens and luluabies is over. I have bulk trash to get out by the curb and I can't annoy the neighbors with a trash heap if I'm coughing up a lung.

Stay safe and be well!

Thursday, January 2, 2014

The Sweetest Things in Life Aren't Always Sugar Filled

I went to the doctor's today. Just a routine check up. Get weighed, have my lungs heard, blood pressure taken, and my one lowly prescription refilled.

Ah, the joys of chronic illness! 

I love it especially when my body decides to wake me up at 4am to catch the 730am ADA bus ride. My Central Nervous System (CNS) is forever damaged thanks to pesticides and black mold. Even on the bus my CNS likes to have a spaz. A little bump in the road or a little too much G-force and cue the panic attacks.

Really? My CNS needs a new hobby. This one is tiresome! 

Good thing I can anticipate what my body likes to do and I get out my Vitamin C packets. I drink a few of those tangerine flavored yummies and shazam! All better! 

When I returned home, I was very tired. So as I was eating brunch, a friend called. We gabbed until I could not keep awake any further. I went into my room and fell asleep.

Almost 5 hours later... I realized the cats had not been fed!  The sun was down but they were still resting on my couches, told you they like my living room furniture! So I fed them, took some meds, watched some tv, ate dinner, and now before I turn off reality one last time today, I have to enter a post on my blog.

It's good exercise for my brain. I still have my issues like: typing the wrong words, misspelling words, writing fragmented sentences, and not quite using the shift key with a corresponding letter to make capitals adequately so I have to redo the letter over and over again until I get the intended capitalization.

Frustrating really when I remember a time that my brain-hand-eye coordination did not have so many idiosyncrasies.

In the last year, I have managed to re-obtain some of my better vocabulary words. So if you see $50 words, I am not being a bore. I am applying what I thought I had lost for so many years. 

Use it or lose it!

And I have got to lose some weight. I am not huge, but I am not where I want to be. I guess I really am going to have to cut out more sweets... damnit! I love chocolate. If I do not have chocolate, I am a scary, irritable person. 

So removing the carbs it is! hahaha!!! I like a paleo/atkins diet anyway so getting back to it should be no problem if I can still squeeze some treats here and there into the mix. I learned long ago that you cannot deprive yourself, but you cannot be a glutton either!

Okay, I am done for real this time. Stick a fork in me! Off to bed and dreams of a better future. One where I don't have to be so structured and wary. One in which I am once again free to roam wherever my spirited heart shall take me.

Have a gloriously good night!


Wednesday, January 1, 2014

Baked Chicken and Brown Rice

Is there anything better than chicken and rice swimming in chicken broth, butter, salt and pepper?

I don't think so. I bake a chicken a couple times a month like I do a roast. Meatloaf, I don't have to get my hands dirty. I discovered my local health food grocery store makes a meatloaf that is so good that it does not last a day in this house.

I buy the meatloaf raw and bake it when I get home. Lord, have mercy! With mash potatoes and some vegetables, I am in heaven!

So baked chicken, roast, meatloaf... omg, now you've made me hungry again! 

Even though I cannot eat at restaurants, I have discovered that I can bring home some already prepared meals. PF Chang's has spring rolls and sweet and sour chicken when I need a Chinese food fix. When this brand is on sale, watch out! I will mow you down for it!

I hope you realize I am kidding about the mowing down of people. ;) 

I also can have a Starbucks when necessary, but not too often because it has too much sugar in it, and Papa John's pizza. 

Sometimes when the immune system behaves, I can be a normal person. Well except for my keyboard's missing "p". I have to copy and paste the letter over and over again. Thank you, kitties for dumping my keyboard on the floor. 

One day I will find that letter "p". 

I only hope it is not with vacuum sweeper. 

Have a great and wonderful night! 

Tuesday, December 31, 2013

Celebrations with Libations

It's New Year's Eve 2013! I cannot believe it.

No, really, I cannot believe I am alive. Abandoned and left for dead by my family nearly three years ago, I am astonished I have made it this far. 

As a survivor, I understand how I could. I am strong. I am independent (within reason). I am happy!

Every New Year, I feel like I have graduated into the next level of existence. It doesn't matter if I am rich or poor. It only matters that I am alive and (somewhat) able. 

I have my little fur family and we are happy. 

Happy is the key word. Without happiness, I would become a bitter, enraged old woman. Why let negative people win?

Some people will always be small minded, immature jerks. With what little time I have left, I don't want to waste a second on someone(s) like that. 

Would you?

So when making your New Year's Resolutions this night make sure to list items and goals that will make you happy. In the end, it's not about anyone else. It is about you.

My advice: be happy. 

Like John Lennon said: When I was 5 years old, my mother always told me that happiness was the key to life. When I went to school, they asked me what I wanted to be when I grew up. I wrote down ‘happy.’ They told me I didn’t understand the assignment, and I told them they didn’t understand life.

Thank you for your patronage! See you next year ;)

Monday, December 30, 2013

Migraines and Karma are Bitches

There is one thing in life that I despise more than peas and lima beans... any guesses? It's migraines. 

I had a nice one yesterday morning, which carried over into this afternoon. Usually one of my migraines is about detoxing or weather patterns. So I'm guessing a detox reaction. 

Great. Swell. Better out than in!

The cats didn't care until this morning when I did not get out of bed and open up the curtains for their viewing pleasure. So I got played on, meowed at, and otherwise terrorized by the furry inhabitants of my home. 

But I have a cure for incessant negative behaviors and that is the squirt bottle full of water. Don't tell Jackson Galaxy! When you can't hardly move and you need some peace and quiet... the squirt bottle is the best option.

People tend to frown upon murder and it almost came to that this morning. My migraines are so painful that they not only raise my body temperature, they inflame my senses: so I cannot stand light or sound.

That's okay, my vision is so blurry I cannot get around well anyway. That means: no television, no reading, no nothing. 

And sound? Everything feels like a drum on my body. Even the slightest touch can feel like a heavy brick chaffing my skin and bruising my muscles.

What a nice gift mercury and black mold gives to the body. Since I cannot take any pain medications, I'm totally allergic to most OTC and Rx drugs, I have to lay quietly and still with ice all over my head, neck and sometimes shoulders and back. My muscles tense up so badly in my legs that I can get charlie horses and other cramps while I am trying to get past the migraine.

I even have melted ice so fast that I have had to change out water for cubes almost hourly. 

Thank you to everyone who poisoned me. What a joy it is to be in that much pain several times a month. You should try blinding pain sometime. It really is great.

Do they care? Hell no.

That's the great thing about karma. Once you've done something so offensive, it's kind of difficult to relieve yourself of galactic payback. So they might not receive migraines. It might be a car crash injury or cancer. Always the balance must be restored on the cosmic scale. 

Even when you think karma is finished with you, here she comes again!

My illness and maybe even karma was not because of some offense, but because I believed that people would do right by me as I had done with them. Silly me. What was I thinking?

So I lay here hoping the pain in my temple is not another migraine coming on. 

I think back to the way I picked up nails in my boss's parking space on a near daily basis, warned people when the cleaning crew used a dirty chemical rag to wash out their coffee pot, helped people out when I did not have to, and took in my family when they had nowhere else to go.

And I think how stupid I was to believe that when you do right, right is returned to you. 

It seems the only constant in life is karma and am I forever paying for my good deeds.

Isn't that a bummer?

Sunday, December 29, 2013

Clutter, Minimalism, and Harmony: Guess What's Hitting the Trash?

You don't know how much crap you have until you go through it. 

I have been on a tear, which for me is nowhere near light speed, for a while now to clean, organize, and harmonize. Once I began meditating and clearing out the old mindset, I have just trashed things I didn't want, weren't mine, and shouldn't have. All gone.

Trash day is Friday in my neighborhood and sometimes I wonder if my bin can be lifted by the city vehicles! Yet, each time they are with ease. I pack so much clutter in there that the lid isn't perfectly sealed down.

I am in a phase of my life where I don't want the things that I own to own me. Minimalistic, symmetrical, and harmonious. If I do not have a place for it, I will stash it in my china closet or somewhere else safe for a while. If I am unable to find a home in the grand scheme of my decor, then off to the thrift shop it goes! 

January is another bulk trash month. I have some things in the back yard that are going to see the curb. Good-bye!

I don't want to deal with clutter. I don't have to. That is the best part: I do not have to! 

I want to walk into any room in my house and know that everything has its place and everything is in its place. 

It's a great way to view life. I did the collecting and the pretties. It never satisfied me the way an easy flow decor does because the energy doesn't weigh me down.

I still have years to go to perfect my little world, but that's the funnest part: shopping! Online (mostly) or in person, I can decide what will work and what doesn't. I decide my pace and budget!

Well, I've done enough writing for one evening. I listened to lectures online again today. I have to relearn everything I used to know and then it still doesn't remain in my synapses. That's the thing about chronic illness: you can't count on anything. 

Yet, I had a good day. I slept in. I ate. I played and petted my kitties. I organized. I dusted. I listened to music on the radio. 

Tomorrow, I probably will have to recuperate from my "good" day. Okay, the rest of the week too. OMG, I used to go 18 hours a day. Now I sleep it and still find time for a two hour nap!

I hope everyone has a great night and rest of the weekend!