Karma is a fickle bitch

  Karma is not through with me yet or Karma;s K.O. As Karma would have it I just thought she wae done with me....... But she had somethig else in up her sleeve for me.As karma would have it my parkisonsn was not playing fair it seem to go its own way and do its own thing. I am sent for a second MRI of my brain and got the results from my Dr.that very day, the way it was explained to me my cerebllum it is like a tree with many branches and mine is damaged with several of its branches  missing they are just not there. So my Dr. referred  me to a Dr. a specialist in the fiield of all things neurology he was so special in his field it took me 3 months to get an appointment. After tons of questions and a through neruo exam he broke the news to me that I have something called Multi-System Atrophy say that 3 times fast he tells me the outcome is grim grim and grimmer. That the outcome is not good there is no cure I sit there nodding my head what am I to do with this information ...

Recap-The year 2021 I land a job. I experience a host of troubling symptoms. I go on a quest for answers to my puzzling symptoms. Karma continues to throw punches my way as I take hit after hit. I didn't know it yet but karma was really looking for the ultimate boss fight. Round 8........ Karma's one, two punch Things were going along swimmingly at work and things were semi-normal in everyday life until as karma would have it hubs begins to feel under the weather and decides a trip to the Doctor's office is warranted, hubs is not a complainer so him saying he needed to go to the Dr.'s was some cause for concern. I was working when he called me to tell me that he had tested postive for covid. My mind was working overtime thinking of all the things I needed to do starting with announcing to the whole office that I had been exposed. The secretary came out of her office all masked and gloved up armed with a  can of santinzing spray and a continer of santinzing wipes    she ...

  Recap of part one of karma's prizefight - 2020 seemed to be a blur I remember very little so 2021 arrived like a speeding train leaving in its wake storms, a broken down car, the pandemic, the world in chaos,and to add insult to injury I am uncermoniously "let go" from my job of 5 plus years. All caught up? Round 5........... Karma's punch in the nose I continued well into the summer helping mom with various projects,I papered the town with resumes' and checked the computer every day for jobs. I met resistance in the form of refusal to pay me unemployment benfits from my job where I had previously been "let go" I still had no idea what I did. As summer turned into fall I was still experienceing strange things happening to my body such as the tremor in my left leg, the extra clumsiness and lack of balance. I begin to have falls one day while trying to get into the Jeep I couldn't get my feet to work right and begin to fall my son who was getting in ...

  As karma would have I have not waxed poetic about karma in a long  while so with that in mind I decided that I needed to revisit my old friend for she is long overdue..... Karma's Prizefight - I have never been one to back down when going toe to toe with karma I always have my dukes up when she comes out swinging. Round 1 In 2019 karma gave me a sucker punch right to the gut with the loss of my father his health had been declining but he was a tough old man so we all thought he would rally like he always did but a frantic phone call from my mother on a Saturday afternoon told me otherwise "Hurry he is coding" she sobbed. My heart skipped a beat my hands shaky as I tried to call my hubs at work. Hubs and my son arrived home quickly we picked up my middle daughter from work and sped several towns over to the hospital where he had been taken. Frantic  calls are made back and forth to my mom, to my sisters, to my oldest daughter who lived out of  town. Halfway the...

As Karma would have it Mothers Day is upon us this weekend to be precise. I am overcome with love and pride at the adults my children have become. I want them to know how much I love them and how I am who I am as a mother because of them. The flowers they give me may wilt, the ink may fade away on the cards I am given but there is something they have gifted me that will last a lifetime.  My baby bird gifted me this: Motherhood at a young age when I was on the road of self destruction due to low self-esteem. She opened my eyes to the wonders and joy that the world had to offer with her natural curiosity of the things around her. She gave my life true meaning  My wyld child gifted me this: Patience and imperfection, patience in that we all children learn at their own pace to she taught me to let things happen naturally and in due time. Imperfection in that is there is no such things as being the perfect parent we are all different as are the children we raise so I lean...

With Mother's Day fast approaching I wanted to wax poetic about the wondrous days I spent starry eyed at being a new parent how I breast fed how all my children were breast fed and toilet trained right out the womb and how little honey dew melon, her sister lemon drop and I sat under our willow tree in the moonlight weaving our own clothes.................... But as Karma would have it I was not that mom I was that other mom you know the one that needed a paycheck and had to go back to work when her first baby was only a month old  so forgot about the whole breast feeding thing.  I was that mom you know the one that had deer caught in headlights, don't know what the hell she is doing kind of look.  I was that mom you know the one that went to work with baby snarf on her shoulder all day because no one bothered to tell me.  I was that mom you know the one that had 3 rowdy kids trailing behind her all wearing outfits of their own choosing. The oldest...