Monday afternoon I fell into a deep exhaustive sleep and a bit of melancholy. Why does it happen?
My legs were paralyzed for 4 hours and I laid in the bed, and like a long plane ride, I chose to close my eyes. I slept hard and when I woke up it was going on 8:00 pm. It was a challenging weekend for me physically and mentally and Monday afternoon. I absolutely hate that M.S. not only affects me, but my family too.
It should have been an enthusiastic and fun weekend because my youngest grand daughter turned four years old today, September 15th. But instead I stayed home. I looked at photos and watched a video from the cell phone from Saturdays birthday party with her peers. Depressing for me for sure.
I am going in for my 4th and 5th Hbot this new week. Tuesday and Wednesday. Keeping faith that I am doing the right thing. Hyperbaric oxygen therapy is outside of the box medical treatment for Multiple Sclerosis, I have to try. right?
I am a OUTLANDERS fan. If you are too, let me know.
I made this for the #outlanderswedding that is this Saturday. And it is also my oldest grand daughters birthday too. Charli will be 16 years old this Saturday.
Tuesday, September 16, 2014
Monday, September 15, 2014
Sunday, September 14, 2014
PHILOSOPHY BELIEF KNOWING
Christina, Don't get lost in the DIAGNOSIS!
Christina, Don't get lost in the MEDICINE
Christina, Don't get lost in the STATISTICS
Christina, Don't get lost in what somebody else did about it.
Stop looking for anything other than your MENTAL and EMOTIONAL state of being!
IT IS ALL VIBRATIONAL
And when you get that, then it doesn't matter what diagnosis has been given to you - it doesn't matter - it's temporary.
''Don't get lost in the diagnosis, the medicine, or in the statistics about what somebody else did about it. If you don't feel good, it's because you're not thinking in a way that allows the Energy to flow. You could just get really, really mad at someone you love and make every muscle in your body stiff. And you would ask,"Why does my body feel this wa...y?" And we say, because you've had a Vibrational tug-of-war going on...Stop looking for anything other than your mental and emotional state of being as answers to why you feel how you feel in your body. It is all Vibrational - no exception! And when you get that, then it doesn't matter what diagnosis has been given to you - it doesn't matter - it's temporary. ---Abraham''
"Believe in the promise of each new day and the healing, hope and beauty a single... http://t.co/1OTWX3w1lv
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| In Jesus Name Amen |
Meloncholy
I am not afraid to die. I am afraid of leaving my babies behind. Seriously, who am I?
I have prided myself. My babies will be fine. This gives me comfort knowing they will be fine. Isn't it what we want? Healthy, Beautiful, Happy, Independent, Successful Children
and Grandchildren. It is what I want. I love you.
The so-called ‘psychotically depressed’ person who tries to kill herself doesn’t do so out of quote hopelessness or any abstract conviction that life’s assets and debits do not square. And surely not because death seems suddenly appealing. The person in whom Its invisible agony reaches a certain unendurable level will kill herself the same way a trapped person will eventually jump from the window of a burning high-rise. Make no mistake about people who leap from burning windows. Their terror of falling from a great height is still just as great as it would be for you or me standing speculatively at the same window just checking out the view; i.e., the fear of falling remains a constant. The variable here is the other terror, the fire’s flames: when the flames get close enough, falling to death becomes the slightly less terrible of two terrors. It’s not desiring the fall; it’s terror of the flames. And yet nobody down on the sidewalk, looking up and yelling ‘Don’t!’ and ‘Hang on!’, can understand the jump. Not really. You’d have to have personally been trapped and felt flames to really understand a terror way beyond falling. -- Novelist David Foster Wallace
Saturday, September 13, 2014
Prayer Warriors - SOS -I know in my heart that Multiple Sclerosis can be released.
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I know in my heart that Multiple Sclerosis can be released.
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| Artist: Tom Peters. |
This cartoon is how I walk. My right arm and hand spasms and fist up. My right leg steps high so I don't trip from my right foot. And sometimes I drag my right leg around like a wet log. I joke about it. Calling it the MS Zombie walk. But it is not really funny at all. It is painful. It takes a lot of energy too. I have not ever been so public about my MS challenges, ever. I usually sit at home quietly and post only happy positive messages to the cyber world. But I am tired of being sick and tired. And I have tried building wealth and it created enough to pay for my products. I also get so depressed if I compare myself to another .. I cannot do this. It spirals me down as fast. And I am way past the ''blame game.'' Or the "I wish" conundrum. I am fighting with honesty and raw vulnerability and using all the resources available ..and I fear I am losing. The Multiple Sclerosis has not released. So I ask for Prayers. I ask for WHOLE HEALING and I am NOT GIVING UP.
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| Fear of Loss is the #1 motivator to Act. I am doing what I can do! And I am asking for Help. GoFundMe Help Christina Annihilate Multiple Sclerosis |
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MattyB Raps a love song for his sister Sarah
The Good Old Days
They used to use urine to tan animal skins, so families used to all pee in a pot & then once a day it was taken & Sold to the tannery.......if you had to do this to survive you were "Piss Poor"
But worse than that were the really poor folk who couldn't even afford to buy a pot......they "didn't have a pot to piss in" & were the lowest of the low
The next time you are washing your hands and complain because the water temperature isn't just how you like it, think about how things used to be. Here are some facts about the 1500s:
Most people got married in June because they took their yearly bath in May, and they still smelled pretty good by June.. However, since they were starting to smell . ...... . Brides carried a bouquet of flowers to hide the body odor. Hence the custom today of carrying a bouquet when getting Married.
Baths consisted of a big tub filled with hot water. The man of the house had the privilege of the nice clean water, then all the other sons and men, then the women and finally the children. Last of all the babies. By then the water was so dirty you could actually lose someone in it.. Hence the saying, "Don't throw the baby out with the Bath water!"
Houses had thatched roofs-thick straw-piled high, with no wood underneath. It was the only place for animals to get warm, so all the cats and other small animals (mice, bugs) lived in the roof. When it rained it became slippery and sometimes the animals would slip and fall off the roof... Hence the saying "It's raining cats and dogs."
There was nothing to stop things from falling into the house. This posed a real problem in the bedroom where bugs and other droppings could mess up your nice clean bed. Hence, a bed with big posts and a sheet hung over the top afforded some protection. That's how canopy beds came into existence.
The floor was dirt. Only the wealthy had something other than dirt. Hence the saying, "Dirt poor." The wealthy had slate floors that would get slippery in the winter when wet, so they spread thresh (straw) on floor to help keep their footing. As the winter wore on, they added more thresh until, when you opened the door, it would all start slipping outside. A piece of wood was placed in the entrance-way. Hence: a thresh hold.
In those old days, they cooked in the kitchen with a big kettle that always hung over the fire.. Every day they lit the fire and added things to the pot. They ate mostly vegetables and did not get much meat. They would eat the stew for dinner, leaving leftovers in the pot to get cold overnight and then start over the next day. Sometimes stew had food in it that had been there for quite a while. Hence the rhyme: Peas porridge hot, peas porridge cold, peas porridge in the pot nine days old. Sometimes they could obtain pork, which made them feel quite special. When visitors came over, they would hang up their bacon to show off. It was a sign of wealth that a man could, "bring home the bacon." They would cut off a little to share with guests and would all sit around and chew the fat.
Those with money had plates made of pewter. Food with high acid content caused some of the lead to leach onto the food, causing lead poisoning death. This happened most often with tomatoes, so for the next 400 years or so, tomatoes were considered poisonous.
Bread was divided according to status. Workers got the burnt bottom of the loaf, the family got the middle, and guests got the top, or the upper crust.
Lead cups were used to drink ale or whisky. The combination would Sometimes knock the imbibers out for a couple of days. Someone walking along the road would take them for dead and prepare them for burial.. They were laid out on the kitchen table for a couple of days and the family would gather around and eat and drink and wait and see if they would wake up. Hence the custom of holding a wake.
England is old and small and the local folks started running out of places to bury people. So they would dig up coffins and would take the bones to a bone-house, and reuse the grave. When reopening these coffins, 1 out of 25 coffins were found to have scratch marks on the inside and they realized they had been burying people alive... So they would tie a string on the wrist of the corpse, lead it through the coffin and up through the ground and tie it to a bell. Someone would have to sit out in the graveyard all night (the graveyard shift.) to listen for the bell; thus, someone could be, saved by the bell or was considered a dead ringer.
And that's the truth....Now, whoever said History was boring?'' Author Unknown
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