Sunday Stealing: The Procrastination Tool

Greetings, one and all! Time to have some fun! I picked up these lovely questions down South at the McClendon Villa! Originally, however, they were the loot of Sunday Stealing! Check them both out!

But as for me…

1. What is your favorite sit-down restaurant?

This is a tricky one. I was diagnosed with celiac disease in 2012 and in this area of the country, it’s actually quite challenging to find a restaurant that can safely cater to a gluten free diet. The only place I really feel safe at is a restaurant called Skye.

2. What food could you eat for 2 weeks straight and not get sick of it?

Gluten free lemon bars from “Mom’s Place Gluten Free.” Great place if you’re looking for gluten free baking mixes!

3. Have you ever had anything removed from your body?

DesignA baby tooth that wouldn’t fall out because there was no adult tooth under it at the time, four wisdom teeth, appendix, endometriosis lesions, and a brain tumor.

4. What is the last heavy item you lifted?

The glass piece for the storm door after we put the screen in for the summer. It takes two people to lift that thing.

5. Have you ever been knocked unconscious?

Not really “knocked” unconscious as in punched in the head or anything. But I’ve had six surgeries and two endoscopies, so full general anesthesia six times and brief sedation twice.

6. If it were possible, would you want to know the day you were going to die?

No, because I’d spend my whole life freaking out about it.

7. If you could change your name, what would you change it to?

 Sara Renee.

8. What’s your goal for the year?

No emergency room visits, hospitalizations, or surgeries! (I have to have an angiogram in November, but I’m going to count that as imaging, even if there is sedation involved…)

9. Last person you hugged?

My hubby David.

10. First place you went this morning?

 The bathroom.

11. Do you always answer your phone?

 Only if I recognize the number.

12. It’s four in the morning and you get a text message, who is it?

 Probably my brother on his way to O’Hare.

13. If you could change your eye color what would it be?

 I like my hazel eyes, but I wouldn’t mind having green eyes.

14. What’s on your wish list for your birthday?

 Books.

15. Does the future make you more nervous or excited?

With all my chronic illnesses and not knowing what’s going to get me next…nervous.

16. Do you have any saved texts?

 All of my texts are saved.

17. Ever been in a car wreck?

A few fender benders. I got rear-ended on Interstate 90 once when someone cut me off and I had to slam on the brakes. But everyone was fine and there was little damage to the vehicles.

The scariest one was my freshman year of high school. It was January and my brother, who was a senior, was driving us to school. He had pulled into the intersection waiting for traffic to pass to make a left turn, which he did just as the light was changing to red. Some idiot from our school was coming from the opposite direction to turn onto the same road (a right turn for him) and he ran the light and swung wide into our lane just as my brother was making the turn. The reckless driver clipped our passenger side door where I was sitting (I can still remember the scraaaaaaaaping sound) and somehow managed to rip the front bumper off our car. He took off, but not before my brother got most of the license plate. I’m proud of my brother; he kept a cool head (after letting loose some choice words), pulled into a CVS parking lot that was right there and immediately called 911 for a police dispatch. We were fine, but the car needed some attention. Later in the day, my brother went out to the student parking lot at school and found the car and was able to give the full license plate to the police. For months afterwards, if I was in the front passenger seat of a car and we were at a four-way stop, I would panic that other cars would run the stop signs and T-bone the passenger door.

18. Do you have an accent?

Technically everyone has an accent. But this seems to be the one I have, called the Northern Cities Vowel Shift. Who knew? (It’s “Raaaaaahchester…”)

19. What was the last song to make you cry?

20. What did you do last night?

Went to bed early because I didn’t feel well. 

21. Have you ever felt like you hit rock bottom?

 Yes. The entire year of 2016.

22. Current hate right now?

Warm weather. I usually enjoy summer because I tend to be freezing all the time. But this is my first summer with Postural Orthostatic Tachycardia Syndrome (POTS). Many POTsies (apparently myself included) have severe heat intolerance and the warm temperatures cause us to dehydrate very easily, even more so than we usually do. (For example, I get extremely dehydrated just from sleeping too long.) But we do have central air, ceiling fans, and a pool, so hopefully that will keep things tolerable.

23. Met someone who changed your life?

 I accepted Jesus Christ as my Lord and Savior on April 13, 2001 when I was 15 years old. It was Good Friday that year, so it ended up being a very Good Friday.

24. How did you bring in the New Year?

Watched the Times Square countdown on TV with hubby. Then a neighbor had a very large (and very illegal) fireworks display that we could see out the back windows, so we watched that for a solid five minutes. No idea where this neighbor managed to get fireworks of this size and quality.IMG_1572

25. What song represents you?

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A Therapeutic Thanksgiving: Coming Home

Last Thursday was Thanksgiving here in America. The real, official start of the holiday season. No one can deny it’s too early for Christmas music any longer!

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Boo says, “Oh. It’s you.”

After barely managing to drag myself out of bed Wednesday afternoon, David and I headed to my hometown, a four-hour drive away. Having not been there since May, I was very much looking forward to it. Luckily we had good weather and made good time, despite needing to stop at a rest stop to use the facilities and because I had to walk around to prevent blood clots. Once we got there, we were immediately greeted by Boo and Ziggy, the household rescue tuxedo cats. I missed them so! We had dinner with my dad and brother since my mom was at work. My dad and I spent the rest of the evening talking about a range of topics, including blogging and writing in general. He’s given me good advice throughout this whole blogging adventure, since he is a writer himself. Pretty much everything I know about writing I learned from him.

My mom got home from work after midnight (she’s a nurse) but she and I stayed up until 4 am talking and going through old photos of her and my grandparents and great-grandparents. I love looking at old photos, and there were a few I had never seen before. Since I manage a lot of my family’s ancestry information, it was good to be able to put faces to names.

On Thursday, I awoke early afternoon to the delicious smells of turkey and stuffing in the oven that can only mean it’s Thanksgiving! However, I was still so exhausted from my hospital adventure earlier in the week that I didn’t manage to drag myself out of bed until 2:30 pm. (I used to watch the Macy’s Thanksgiving Day Parade when I was younger, mainly to see the Garfield balloon, but now I value my sleep more!) But I had to get up because relatives were due to come over at 3 pm and they arrived right on time.

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Left: my mom, dad, and brother Brian   Middle: Connie    Right: Uncle Bob

We had my Aunt Mary, Uncle Bob, and his mother Connie, who is 95 years old, sharp as a tack, and the sweetest elderly lady you will ever meet. I was a little embarrassed that I was in my pajamas, since the groin pain didn’t even really allow me to put jeans on, but no one cared; they all know I’ve been through some unbelievable crap this year.

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Aunt Mary, David, and me

Dinner was a tremendous success. My family has really gotten the whole gluten free thing down in the last four years since my celiac disease diagnosis. I had my own stuffing made with gluten free bread and my own bowl of gravy. We had ensured beforehand that the turkey was gluten free (it was farm fresh anyway, but as an FYI, many companies inject gluten-containing fillers to plump up the turkey, so you need to be careful if you can’t eat gluten.) David made the pumpkin pie with a gluten free crust and my mom made our dessert staple called Hydrox Dessert with gluten free chocolate sandwich cookies. No one could tell the difference!

After dinner, we engaged in the age-old pastime of watching football while trying not to sink into food comas. I usually don’t watch football, but it just felt right to watch it with my family on Thanksgiving.

Thursday really did a number on me in terms of social expenditure and spoons, because I woke up with a migraine on Friday. As a result, I was unable to go see The Nutcracker with my family, which disappointed me greatly, but it is what it is.

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Finally meeting CeCe!

At least I was feeling well enough by evening, because our family members came back over, but this time with my cousin Ken, his wife Laura, and their 9-month old little girl Cecelia. This was actually my first time meeting Laura due to a confluence of circumstances, but we got along well right away. And this was my first time meeting CeCe as well. She was born prematurely in February, but is doing wonderfully now! She’s crawling all over the place and can pull herself to stand up. Holding her just felt so right. Maybe someday soon…

(Left: The look of a man who wants to be a daddy! Right: Ziggy watches curiously as CeCe plays with his crinkle ball)

Saturday we had to wait until The Game was finished before we headed back home. It went into double overtime and I thought my poor husband was going to have a stroke, but thankfully the Buckeyes came out on top! O-H! We didn’t leave until 4:30 pm, so it was almost dark, and ran into periods of heavy rain, but thank goodness it wasn’t snow. We made good time getting home, too!

Feeling very run down aside (I literally spent the whole weekend in my pajamas), it was a wonderful weekend. It was exactly what I needed to perk myself up. Especially when I realized that the last time we went out of town was in July…when we went to Atlanta for my surgery at the CEC. So even that trip was tainted by hospitals and surgery. So I desperately needed this trip. To see my family that loves me and cares for me, even though I don’t see them often. To see Boo and Ziggy (animals are very therapeutic.) Just to be back in my hometown with its familiarity. It did wonders for my mental health as well. I feel like I’ve broken through some barrier that was keeping me from being happy. Not that things are all sunshine and daisies, but I feel…different. In a good way.

And the blood will dry
Underneath my nails
And the wind will rise up
To fill my sails
So you can doubt
And you can hate
But I know, no matter what it takes
I’m coming home
I’m coming home
Tell the world I’m coming home
Let the rain wash away
All the pain of yesterday
I know my kingdom awaits
And they’ve forgiven my mistakes
I’m coming home
I’m coming home
Tell the world I’m coming…

Coming Home, Part II: Skylar Grey

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Is It Everything You Dreamed It Would Be?

This is, verbatim, a journal entry of mine from January 17th and 18th, 2016, back when I did a lot of writing prompts. It’s interesting to look back on now.


Another writing prompt I saw online was to list out 100 things that you want. At first I thought that sounded kind of selfish, but then I thought about it and realized that things you want don’t have to be material, and wanting things doesn’t indicate a lack of God’s blessings, but it can give you appreciation for what you already have and how you can better yourself, your life, and the world around you. I don’t know if I can come up with 100 things, but I’ll list as many as I can think of now. Continue reading “Is It Everything You Dreamed It Would Be?”

The Seasons Will Fly

As I sit here spending my time as a football widow, I can’t help but think about all the goings on of the past year. My journey through infertility, through depression, through pelvic pain, through a brain tumor. I tend to do this every now and then when the calendar comes up on a specific time of year, such as a change of seasons. I don’t know why, I just do. I tend to find that my mind is either stuck in the past or the future. Continue reading “The Seasons Will Fly”

Loving My Chronically Ill Body

It’s hard to love a body that doesn’t work the way it should. But I’ve realized it could be so much worse. I have a lot to be thankful for. So I’m going to give thanks for what I do have.

Continue reading “Loving My Chronically Ill Body”

The Guilt of Chronic Illness

Guilt is probably one of the most common emotions felt by an individual with chronic illness. At least it is for me, I can’t speak for others. Not because we necessarily feel guilty about ourselves, but often times we are made to feel that way by those we encounter, although it is usually not intentional on the part of those individuals.

Why should I feel guilty about something I can’t control?  That’s what part of my mind says. But the part that actually controls my feelings completely overrides that. This is in part due to experiences I’ve had that have made me feel guilty, whether the feelings were actually warranted or not.

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Chronic Illness 30 Day Challenge: Day 5

 Day 5: How does being chronically ill make you feel?

Defective. Broken. Betrayed. Misunderstood.

Those are the primary words I can think of off the top of my head.

Being chronically ill isn’t something you choose. It’s something that happens to you. And that’s something that a lot of people don’t understand. It’s become a lifestyle for us, but not one of our own choosing. Our diseases won’t go away. It’s not like catching a cold, dealing with it for a few days, and then getting better. We will always be ill. Continue reading “Chronic Illness 30 Day Challenge: Day 5”