Migraines and Aging Lines

Did you know that migraine is a chronic illness ?  

No, I didn't realize.  

When I was young and even more foolish than I am today, I had a roommate that "suffered" migraines.  I put the word suffer in quotation marks, because, at that time in my life, I didn't realize she was suffering.

She was often home from work early, in her bedroom with the door closed.  Sleeping.  I had no compassion.  I really thought it was something of a psychological nature.  

I began to resent my roommate and had no sympathy.  Truly, I never did anything to cause her any harm, that's simply not my nature.  I just seethed, a bit, with what I've come to learn has a name : resentment. True, I was jealous (always I have been the jealous type, that's my nature), but it started with the time when I came home to find a pair of boots, that I had left in the hallway, were in my room.  That's where it all started . . . 

Oh dear, looking back now (this very moment), I realize, she had said something about cleaning the hallway and I never considered, perhaps that meant vacuuming and, perhaps she simply forgot to put them back.  Oh dear !!

Perhaps, this realization is one of those "as we get older, we get wiser" experiences !!!  

Suddenly, I can own up to my aging !!  

I recall my brother Richard telling how he had no intention to color his grays as they were coming in.  He told the beautician who suggested it, "Oh no !!  I earned these."  

Perhaps I can have the consideration for myself, I can "own" the lines in my face.

Meanwhile, I shall extend apologies to Molly by raising awareness about migraine !!  Readers please enjoy reading through some of the personal anecdotes on this personal blog.  

See the Daily Headache : Seeking joy in life with chronic illness 
Blog by Migraine Girl (Kerrie Smyres) available at :

http://www.thedailyheadache.com

Also available at :

http://migraine.com/author/the-migraine-girl/

Raising awareness NOT funds !!!

A Summerlin Siesta : Hotel and Spa

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A work in process

February 2015

This is a work in process !!!!  Reader beware . . Still just jotting the memories .  . This is the way I do work . . Randomly . . Random thoughts . . .

Perhaps it was a year ago, I was reluctant to care for the woman that took me in.  Again !!  She had taken such good care of me and my newborn baby back in 1990 !!  I keep landing here.  Back home.  I just can't make it out there on my own.  No desire.

First, it was this santa clause of a man in upstate Goshen.  He said, "You've been a daughter long enough, it's time for you to be a mother to your mother." He said, he had moved back home with his mother in order to take care of her.  After all the things he did, taking care of all her needs up until the bitter end, he said his mother thanked

Helen Hendricks had advised, "Honor thy mother and father and all will go well with you."  She pointed out the scripture.  I had thought it was a command.  But no, it is a promise.

Thus, to quell the guilt and the feeling of indebtedness I have for this woman I now listhe, I have convinced mysef that this is what I am called to do, that Jah is instructing me to do this at this time  my life.

"Was All Out" now it's  "All In  . . . Jah's hands" (these are other stories)

The air taxi sent the bill !!  Over forty one grand it cost to transport grandma to Summerlin.
The price of a college education today.
Dr. Lee said, I ought to be awarded an honorary degree.

I met a host of people from all over the world.

Philippines, Nigeria, Angola, Philippines, Ukraine, Hawaii Mexico, Philippines,  Jamaica
Kenya, Philippines

Chihuahua  Durango .

Denver, Chicago, Wisconsin, Alabama, Virginia, Iowa, Idaho, Erie Pennsylvania


The dear doctor : naster of the works

Our dear doctor Bernard Bartolome :

I will always remember our first conversation . . We talked on the phone . . I was frantic.  With genuine calmness, he didn't react.  Most other's would have.  His complying nature allowed me consider the options.

I completely enjoyed the time he spent with us each evening 

orchestrating my mother's well being . .  . 

Following his directives as per his concerns for the patient.  With Jah's help,   . .  Moving carol 's heart to invite us to stay overnight . . We didn't have transport the patentt to parump and back again.


The Hubris :
No sooner did I lose my patience as Moses did the nurse come in to advise me that we would no longer be welcome at Summerlin. !!  The insurance would no longer cover our stay . .

: )



The Swish

Not wanting to press the call button, I 'd step into the hallway to see who was around   In hopes to flag down anyone that could help me shift the lifeless body into better position.  Just outside the doorway were

Two men were just arriving at 406 to administer an Exray of mom's lungs.  I thought ar the tine, this was the last.  I know they are checking for water.  She was dried out by now.

We exchanged customary pleasantries.

He was 6'8", I just had to inquire !! My son is about. 6'4" . . . I just had to tell him . . .   He said something to the effect that Jayme hasn't YET found not all the overhangs or doorways as he's found.  I know Jayme has found some . . not as many . .  In fact, he has a Harry Potter scar on his forehead.  But, that's another story.   Perhaps the tall exray technician was assuming that My son was still growing . .  It was over my head.

Tall guy:


As they were leaving and we were saying our thankyous and goodbyes.  He turned to look at me one last time,  "I think the swish is good!"  Again, it was over my head . . .

The swish: