What goes up must come down
Ahhh prednisone, we have such a love/hate relationship. You are the only thing that helps with the MS flareups but it comes with such a price. The excruciating joint pain, the insomnia, the mania and racing thoughts, the inability to sit still...Right now I'm writing this blog, reading a Women's Day magazine, watching Seinfeld, and also thinking about my next house project. Last time I was up until 3am painting my living room while rocking out to some 80's music. The fun never ends. Please forgive the stream of consciousness that is about to follow because the thoughts are just flowing and flowing fast.
It's been awhile since I've blogged. I've forgotten about my blog which I will blame on a rather tough year as well as well, I tend to forget things sometimes. Like whether or not I've taken my meds every night (I've started shouting out to my hubby when I swallow them in order to have some sort of safety that I'm not swallowing twice the dose of my blood pressure medications).
Professionally, my life has become difficult. It was determined that my job had become more of a part-time job and I was given more duties as a result. Duties that were well beyond my scope of training and understanding and well, totally out of my profession. Now if I was a glass half full type of person I could say that administration had total and utter faith in my abilities to catch on and do a great job. If I was a glass half empty person I could say I was being punished, manipulated, and thrown under the bus because no one else wanted to do that job (and let's face it, it's a horrible job that many many people have had over the years). I tend to be a bit of a realist and accept both the half empty and half full explanations. It is what is is. It's increased my work load by 100% and the stress level is up to about 150%. My days are not smooth, they are totally unpredictable, and there is no end in sight. Unless I start to look for a new job which is scary because of the way employment goe, then this is my new reality. Right now I have a job that attempts to work with me and my disability and I have a few dependable coworkers who GET me and my limitations. I will say that I can't seem to get ahead with my pay though because while over the past year we were finally given small increment raises, the cost of my health insurance just went up and totally undid any progress I was making. I'm now making $50 less per paycheck. For a family that lives paycheck to paycheck, that's pretty rough. I guess it's true-What goes up must come down.
Personally life has been filled with ups and downs. My marriage remains strong, my kids crazy but growing rapidly and become such intelligent and compassionate people. I lost my grandmother almost a year ago to the flu/pneumonia and it's been devastating to the family. She was the only grandmother I knew, she helped raise me while both my parents worked long days, and she was like a second mother to me. It's been a huge loss, a huge void, and I have watched my mother struggle with guilt and sadness all while showing such inner strength and perseverance while managing the aftermath of the ordeal.
That's all for now...Pinterest is calling me...It is a source of sanity for me during a flareup. Wishing all who read this good health and happy times.
It's been awhile since I've blogged. I've forgotten about my blog which I will blame on a rather tough year as well as well, I tend to forget things sometimes. Like whether or not I've taken my meds every night (I've started shouting out to my hubby when I swallow them in order to have some sort of safety that I'm not swallowing twice the dose of my blood pressure medications).
Professionally, my life has become difficult. It was determined that my job had become more of a part-time job and I was given more duties as a result. Duties that were well beyond my scope of training and understanding and well, totally out of my profession. Now if I was a glass half full type of person I could say that administration had total and utter faith in my abilities to catch on and do a great job. If I was a glass half empty person I could say I was being punished, manipulated, and thrown under the bus because no one else wanted to do that job (and let's face it, it's a horrible job that many many people have had over the years). I tend to be a bit of a realist and accept both the half empty and half full explanations. It is what is is. It's increased my work load by 100% and the stress level is up to about 150%. My days are not smooth, they are totally unpredictable, and there is no end in sight. Unless I start to look for a new job which is scary because of the way employment goe, then this is my new reality. Right now I have a job that attempts to work with me and my disability and I have a few dependable coworkers who GET me and my limitations. I will say that I can't seem to get ahead with my pay though because while over the past year we were finally given small increment raises, the cost of my health insurance just went up and totally undid any progress I was making. I'm now making $50 less per paycheck. For a family that lives paycheck to paycheck, that's pretty rough. I guess it's true-What goes up must come down.
Personally life has been filled with ups and downs. My marriage remains strong, my kids crazy but growing rapidly and become such intelligent and compassionate people. I lost my grandmother almost a year ago to the flu/pneumonia and it's been devastating to the family. She was the only grandmother I knew, she helped raise me while both my parents worked long days, and she was like a second mother to me. It's been a huge loss, a huge void, and I have watched my mother struggle with guilt and sadness all while showing such inner strength and perseverance while managing the aftermath of the ordeal.
That's all for now...Pinterest is calling me...It is a source of sanity for me during a flareup. Wishing all who read this good health and happy times.
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