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Showing posts with label health. Show all posts

The Care and Keeping of Your Fibromyalgia Friend



May 12th was Fibromyalgia Awareness Day.  I've been living with a chronic disease/syndrome since pre-adolescence.  It might have been the strain of a move to a new state, a new school, where I was isolated and had no friends.  I remember feeling something like depression for the first time in that small, sparse apartment, at the tender age of 9.  My siblings had each other but I had no one.

Suddenly, I was tired all the time, and no amount of sleep could alleviate that.  My joints, especially my ankles, were stiff upon waking, and my parents teased me for walking funny first thing in the morning.  I gained weight, and well, you know how middle-schoolers are.  I remember us moving into our new home the summer I had just turned fifteen and retreating to what would be my new room, sinking down exhausted on the carpet in the warm sun and falling asleep.  I knew I risked the wrath of my parents for "skipping out on the work" and "being lazy" but the mere thought of helping to lift all those boxes and pieces of furniture made me physically and mentally weary.

After a battery of tests this past fall, the possibilities are pointing more and more in that direction.  While I don't yet have an official diagnosis, I know what it's like for someone with fibromyalgia: to feel tired and unwell all the time, for no reason at all, for good days to be few and far between, to be called lazy, or accused of being a hypochondriac, to feel uncomfortable to the point of screaming.

These are things I would have liked people to have known about me growing up, and suggestions for being a source of strength, rather than a hurt, to a suffering friend.



The Care and Keeping of Your Fibromyalgia Friend



1  //  Your friend isn't stupid or irresponsible.  She suffers from brain fog.  Be patient with her, try to remember the dates you have planned together and be the one responsible for remembering.  This will take a strain off of her and keep her from feeling like she can't do anything right.

2  //  Be patient with his level of activity.  Especially if he's undiagnosed.  He's not being lazy or giving in too easily.  He really can't reach deep within him and summon the energy from some mysterious source just by willing it, the way you can.

3  //  Don't judge her for choosing the path of least resistance.  If she decides to work from home or part-time, if she is able, that is her call.  She's the one inside her body and knows what's best for her.

4  //  If you want to be a Florence Nightingale, some frozen meals, like the ones you deliver to other sick people or new moms, would be so appreciated!  When he's in the midst of an attack, the healthy feeding of himself and his family is almost too exhausting to bother with.

5  //  Overlook that her house is a mess, please.  Hurtful comments won't improve her home, her health, or her mood.

6  //  If he says no, he means no.  Please respect his decision, and don't pressure him to go out with you.  It's not a rejection of you but a carefully weighed decision based on a his abilities and his levels of pain.  He has to dole out what he is able to do each day the way other people dole out sugar for their coffee.

7  //  Educate yourself.  Ask questions.  Taking an interest in your friend's disease means a lot to her, and lets her know that you believe she has a legitimate illness.  Having someone who understands what she's going through can make her feel less lonely, too.  Especially if you are a family member learning how to live with a loved one's disease.

8  //  Your friend is not a scrounger, a hypochondriac, or an attention whore.  He would drop his illness to live a normal life in an instant.  It takes an act of will for him not to feel sorry for himself or waste time wishing things were differently.  But he has had to come to accept his life for what it is, and only with acceptance can come peace and fulfillment.

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For further reading:

100 Symptoms of Fibromyalgia

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19/52 // Yarn Along



"A portrait of my child, once a week, every week, in 2013."


Afon:  At the end of a day in Llandudno for the Victorian Extravaganza, he is all smiles in front of the camera.  This stolen moment of poutiness shows another side of him that is all too familiar (and rather precious, when it's not 3 o'clock in the morning)!

I must have shattered my immune system eating Cornish pasties (sigh!!), Coca-cola, and clotted milk caramel at the Victorian Extravaganza because I was out of commission for Monday and Tuesday.  But today I am on the upward trend again and determined to eat more natural, wholesome food for at-risk thyroid diet (I know there's no scientific results for such a thing as adrenal fatigue, but the proof is in the pudding, so to speak).  I think what got me better for today was avoiding gluten all day yesterday, so I will avoid that as best I can.  Thank you for your love and prayers to get better!  Gosh, I'm sorry for talking about my health all the time, it must be terribly boring.  So let me make it up to you with some positive reflection: learning to live with an illness, especially an undiagonesed one, really makes the days in-between more precious, and gladdens my heart to be alive!  I am so thankful not to have to work right now, so all the little snatched moments can be given to Afon, whether it's just having him trail behind me holding onto my shirt while doing the laundry or being able to draw a picture for him.

Speaking of which, Mr. Afon got a stroller!  So Mama and Afon are going to attempt to go out walking for exercise like we did back in Florida.  It was always nice quality time for us, energized me for the rest of the day, and ordered us toward a better schedule.

I'm thinking about doing a summer retreat as well.  The Sisters of the Sacred Heart of Jesus and Mary, whose church we attend, have a house of prayer for just such a thing.  Masha, Jenna, and I have been talking about refreshment and renewal and how that is different for everyone; how even the most family-oriented people (maybe especially them) need some solitary time, and that is not just a thing mothers need set aside especially for a certain day every year.  We plan on talking about our distaste of Mother's Day in the upcoming days, so come back later for that.




Meanwhile, the story is getting underway with some excellent critique and encouragement from M. and J., and I'm reading Donald Maas's Writing 21st Century Fiction.  The blanket has been finished for a few weeks now, and it came out lovely, with a white scalloped border.  Simple and sweet.  I'm starting on a new crochet project as soon as I get the wool!




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Today



Feeling . . . physically burnt out from a week of the flu and then a seeming cold, which I suspect is my frivolous Easter eating catching up to me!

Seeing . . . the wind shake out the leaves and branches in the back garden.

Tasting . . . wok noodles stirred up in the frying pan with eggs and vegetable oil.  Too lazy and/or tired to peel garlic and chop onions.

Listening . . . to "Just Breathe" by Anna Nalick.  Jenna, this one's for you!




Reading . . . Writing 21st Century Fiction by Donald Maas.  Good and worth a read, but repetitive after having read Maas's Writing the Breakout Novel.  Still, it's good to drive the lesson home.

Working . . . on the prototype for a crochet collar.  I need to order some finer yarn to make it more like lace.

Grateful . . . that I can be a stay-at-home mom at last!

Hoping . . . for better health; to weed out the impurities in my diet and find some coconut oil and gluten-free foods around here; to exercise regularly; and a productive summer.

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Theme Thursday: Recess

Theme Thursday hosted by Cari at Clan Donaldson.





I got out to the second half of Mass this morning and even had enough stamina to let the Squirt loose on the playground afterward.

The detox/cleanse has smoothed the way to discipline in other aspects of my life.  I already mentioned the growing tidiness of my home; but there is also a clarity of time and direction that has been absent from my life, especially recently, what with my self-imposed and over-burdened calendar.

With rhythm comes freedom.  The paradox of living one's life according to a (semi) rigid schedule is that rather than absorb time, it multiplies it.  I find myself with more of it on my hands than if I'd had a shapeless, unplanned day, with the hours laid out before my feet, seeming to go on and on forever.  The impression is deceptive, and it tricks one into a sense of too-much-time-to-be-wasted.  With the result being, it is wasted.  While a day divided into concrete plans forces me to make the most of every scrap of second.

Even in a day without appointments and work scheduled, I enjoy rising and setting to my morning routine: vitamins, breakfast, prayer, dress and groom myself and my son, make the bed, clear up the kitchen, check the e-mail, and blog.  Then I can turn to the tasks I must attend.  Or I may take some leisure time: read a book, watch a television show, call or write a friend, surf the net, free-write, play with my son.  Grocery shopping is an activity which I love to use to divide the day into sections, and more frequent marketing helps me with meal planning, healthful eating, and budgeting.  It's also an outing for entertaining the short attention span of my busy toddler.

Like all aspects of Christian living, it goes against first instinct to restrict one's treasured freedom; to say "no" sometimes to people who ask something of you; to anchor mealtimes throughout the day and clear all other commitments for the daily bread.  But I've found that I end up gaining all these things back again, and more--the energy to visit with friends, the satisfaction of accomplishing a day's important tasks, and plenty of time for soul and self, for rest and relaxation, for play and . . . yes, recess!

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Theme Thursday: Food

Theme Thursday link-up at Clan Donaldson.




RAW , 40 mm , f/2.8  ,  ISO ???


It's an appropriate theme for me right now.  The fast/cleanse has led me spiraling down through the bottomless annals of the internet, which say myriad contradictory things about Food.  Here are the cliff notes:


  • bread is bad for you
  • all wheat is bad for you
  • gluten in general is bad for you
  • only white grains are bad for you
  • corn is bad for you
  • sugar is bad for you--have honey or agave nectar
  • honey and agave nectar are also bad for you
  • agave nectar is only bad for you if it's heat processed
  • only white sugar is bad for you, have raw sugar
  • raw sugar is actually more processed and also bad for you
  • fructose corn syrup is bad for you
  • fructose corn syrup is actually not that bad for you
  • fructose corn syrup is better for you than aspartame
  • any sugar of any kind is bad for you--avoid all fruits and high-carb foods
  • carbohydrates aren't bad for you as long as you ingest them in moderation
  • carbohydrates aren't bad for you as long as you ingest the right kind
  • fat is bad for you
  • fat is not bad for you
  • fat is not bad for you if you eat the right kinds
  • low-fat dairy is good for you, avoid full-fat
  • full-fat dairy is much better for you
  • all dairy is bad for you
  • eggs are bad for you
  • eggs are good for you in moderation
  • eggs are very good for you
  • peanuts are bad for you
  • olive oil is good for you
  • only extra virgin olive oil is good for you
  • only cold-pressed extra virgin olive oil is good for you
  • olive oil is not good for you, use canola oil
  • canola oil is not good for you, use palm oil, sesame oil, etc.
  • starch is bad for you
  • soy is bad for you
  • soy is good for you
  • salt is bad for you
  • salt is good for you
  • everything's good for you, as long as it's raw and/or organic


I got nothin'.  You?


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The Cleanse


Sweet, but unaffiliated, picture of uncle and nephew. 


The cleanse is going extremely well.  I find that I am one of those people who have do things all or none.  If I leave myself even a little bit of leeway, I'm opening the crack in the dam for poor lifestyle habits to come flooding back in.

There are only a couple of things I struggle with, which are not so much struggles as lack of vigilance on my part: getting 8 full glasses of water a day and balancing my diet to get enough nutrients (I might add a multi-vitamin, which I probably should be taking regularly anyway).

I make a nutritious homemade dressing and marinade that is a recipe of my adopted godmother's.

Miss Cathy's Angel Garden Salad Dressing

  • 1 cup cold-pressed extra virgin olive oil
  • 1/2 cup Bragg's Liquid Aminos
  • 1/4 cup lemon juice
  • 1/2 cup water
  • 1/2 tsp Italian herbs
  • 1/2 tsp minced garlic

That's it!  So easy and addictively delicious.  Can be used as a marinade, as dip, on sandwiches, and of course on salad.  I like to make extra and give it away in mason jars for friends--a thoughtful and easy I-was-just-thinking-of-you gift.  Screw on the lid and shake up the dressing before serving because the ingredients separate naturally.  Store in the refrigerator to be safe.

Meanwhile, I already feel less sluggish, more energized, and mentally lighter.  The cleanse has found its way from my body into my space, and I've suddenly discovered motivation to clean my home from the inside out.  This is good.  Very, very good.


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Five Favorites (vol. 24)

Linking up with Hallie from Moxie Wife for Five Favorites.




About four weeks of stress, irregular sleeping habits, lack of exercise, a not-so-relaxing vacation, and complete abandonment to eating anything that resembles food has wreaked vengeance on my general feeling of physical well-being.  I'm too sensitive when it comes to health, have what my father calls "a weak constitution," and my body doesn't take kindly to lack of care.  I'm sluggish, foggy, and tired.  I probably gained six or seven pounds last week alone.  The good thing is, I'm so sick of sugary sweet alcoholic beverages and greasy heavy meals that I'm chomping at the bit for some major food limitations.  Plus, the end of summer feels like a time for closure, tying up loose ends, and preparing for the abundance that is the autumn season.  It's time for a detox!*

I meant to do a Dormition fast the first part of this month with Jenna and Masha but that didn't happen, so I'm going to attempt something of the sort a bit belatedly.  I'm starting off vegan, sans-gluten, like I did for Lent, and then maybe adding in some healtful lean meats and fishes.  I'm aiming for a month, then my hope is to re-introduce my favorite (naughty) foods in small, controlled quantities.  I didn't realize how much my attempts at a healthier lifestyle were working until I relapsed into fast food and exercise neglect.

*Note: always approach any sort of diet alterations with caution, preferably under the care of a physician.  I have not done so because I don't have health insurance like to live dangerously.

So, Five Favorites, detox edition:



-- 1 --

Annie's Naturals goddess dressing was a staple for me during Lent, so I'm happy to turn to it again.  It's so delicious, and so far the least expensive at Publix (sorry, Sweetbay).

-- 2 --

I've done RenewLife's FirstCleanse before with positive results.  It's a two-week introduction to herbal cleansing, and since the month-long one is a couple bucks more, I think I'll get my money's worth with CleanseSmart.  And like I said, I'm ready to say goodbye to bad foods for the next four weeks, at least.

-- 3 --

Um, blueberries are just good for you.  Period.  But they're in season, and so sweet, and so tasty!

-- 4 --

Liquid amino acids taste like soy sauce and are super salty and flavorful without the sodium content.  Perfect for marinades, dips, and dressings.  I've got a simple recipe for salad dressing that is making my mouth water just thinking about it.  I'll share it in the next couple of weeks.

-- 5 --

Bell peppers, like blueberries, are another superfood.  They're so crunchy and fresh, and the little ones make perfect snacks. Orange bell peppers have a balanced flavor--not too sweet, not too green.


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Today

Linking up with Masha over at  PiÄ™kno.  Go look at her beautiful photos!




Today, I am . . .

Feeling . . . rough.  After last month's rushing, I dropped walking in the mornings completely, and pretty much ate whatever I could get my hands on.  Then vacationing and some drinks last night with coworkers . . . I think it's time to jump on the detox bandwagon.  It's amazing knowing how much the daily routine and healthful minded habits made me feel so much better physically.

Seeing . . . all the beautiful photos from my sister-in-law's baby shower and Pensacola beach.  Hope to share some this week if things finally calm down!  (But don't count on it just yet . . . a brand new niece or nephew and a visit from a long-distance friend are coming soon!)

Smelling . . . the medicated lotion I've self-prescribed for prickly heat rash.  I'll leave it at that!

Tasting . . . nothing.  I should get some breakfast!

Listening . . . to the lawn maintenance crew outside.  Always annoying to hear that mid-morning on a day off, especially after a late night.  And this song.

Grateful . . . that summer is almost over.  It's brutal down here.  And fall is my favorite season.

Reading . . . still Harry Potter and the Chamber of Secrets.  But while I was at the beach, I casually picked up And Then There Were None by Agatha Christie and read it in two sittings.  A very enticing and easy read.

Loving . . . this warm tan I picked up from Gulf coast sunshine.

Hoping . . . for a calmer week.


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Meal Planning and the Art of Eating


fried eggs and panceta, with agave nectar instead of maple syrup


After the smashing success of the Lenten Byzantium fast, I ate gluttonously for about a week-and-a-half, slid back into regular eating habits (which weren't that bad to begin with), minus dairy, and found I'd gained back all the weight I'd lost in three weeks.  Areyoukiddingme?  Well.  Some of that has a lot to do with my lack of activity (did I mention I loath running?) mixed with a fateful cocktail of Bad Genes and Slow Metabolism, but some is also probably due to a lifetime-built bad relationship with food and eating.  For me, food is a necessary poison.  And that whole concept is so tiring in and of itself, it's enough to make me throw out all concern for health and eat the first thing that crosses my path (lock up your cats--kidding!).

I need an eating makeover, and it's not going to happen unless something drastic changes about my approach to meals and eating.  My hope is that if I make mealtimes deliberate and expressive, I'll find the joy of an art in it, which will yield more satisfaction apart from the eating itself.  If I have courses planned out, then I'll be less likely to overeat, and less food will go to waste.  Buying only what I need for two or three days will help on the financial and health fronts, as well as bring the natural high of a deliberately lived and well-ordered day.

. . . Right?

We'll see how it goes.  Today I'm motivated, but tomorrow I might just open the refrigerator, groan, and pack the Squirt into the car for some Taco Bell.  And the exercise?  Well . . . one step at a time.

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On Trying to Make Everybody Happy


I grew up in one of those families that was super-sensitive to the needs of others, how we made them feel, how our actions affected them; aware of how our very being made an impression.

It can be a slavish way to live.  Far from being the good Catholic, conscious of the needs of others, I developed a nasty habit of service that had nothing to do with Christian love.  Instead, I served others for myself . . . because I didn't want to be thought badly of or didn't want to disappoint.  Because it was expected of me.  Because I didn't want people to go away and whisper to other people about me disapprovingly.  Because I didn't want to feel bad for making others feel bad.

I served out of fear.  If I didn't serve, I lashed out in self-righteous excuses.  When I did serve, I resented because I never really had a choice.

That's not love, and it's not praiseworthy.  It doesn't make me a martyr or a good steward of Christ.  I should indeed care enough for others to want to make them feel comfortable, but not for any need of acceptance from them.  The people worthy of my respect and whose approvals I care for are the ones who are honest with me, without judgement--will come to me in fraternal concern if they feel my behavior is detrimental to myself or others.  And they will respect me, whether I agree with their concerns or not; it will not change the way they behave toward me or feel about me.

To continue to love, without rejection.  To care for others independent of our sense of self.  It is when we love in such a way that we are closest to living the Perfect Commandment.

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Inconvenience Rightly Considered


At the request of a couple of friends, an update.  2012, in retrospect, has seen me through tremendous change, most of it painful but necessary.  Chesterton says,

"An adventure is only an inconvenience rightly considered.  An inconvenience is an adventure wrongly considered."  





The same could be said for tragedy.  Suffering is only opportunity wrongly considered.
In that vein, I've had one of the most fulfilling and productive years in my life.

I'm on the second draft of my First Story; learning, and loving what I'm learning, all the time; making new friendships and acquaintances and strengthening old ones; digging and getting a lot of poisonous, self-sabotaging thinking and tendencies out of my system; witnessing the cycle of new life in the world (welcome, Sal!); making my home my own; watching my wonderful son become even more and more wonderful before my very eyes; publishing some poetry, growing as an artist, and nurturing two blogs; and seeing my beautiful and best friend meet the man God's made for her in a whirlwind of answered prayers, abandonment to faith, and a revelation that everyone deserves happiness--ending in an engagement!




What I would like to do in 2013:

Throw myself back into my faith whole-heartedly, by making time for Mass other than on Sundays, praying the Rosary, and going to Adoration; continue to write and edit at a reasonable-ranging-to-impressive pace; tend to my health, continuing in the precedent I set up before Christmas to keep all cane sugar and white starch out of the house, and moving forward with a doctor's appointment to get things checked out once-for-all, even if the out-of-pocket expenses hurt; potty train the little one; learn even more; read more; try to find the rhythm of  my own "domestic monastery" (thanks, Masha); make time for beauty and the present.

Also, a move to Wales is looking more and more like a reality.  We'll see.

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7 Quick Takes: Volume 3


-- 1 --

I have my eye on this Canon 50mm f/1.4 lens that costs almost four hundred dollars.  I figure if I put a little money away each week, I will be able to save up.  Does anyone know where or from whom I could buy a gently used one for a marked down price?

-- 2 --

I need more prayer and reflection, and a casual conversation on Saint Augustine made me dig up my copy of The Confessions from college.  At the time I read it in a philosophical-educational context, with a not-so-orthodox professor, so I want to take a second look at it.  It is organized into easily digestible sections.  Keeping an account of my reflections here will motivate me to keep it up.  So that is forthcoming, if all goes as planned.

-- 3 --

I want to introduce the art of acting to my pupils.  Naturally, my first instinct is to plunge into Shakespeare, but he is a daunting project for little readers.  So I was wondering what people think of the No Fear Shakespeare series.  Are they written in play format?  How true are they to the originals?

Do you have any other suggestions for quality beginning theatre for an eleven- and thirteen-year-old?

Do you know why my spell check wants me to spell "theatre" as "theater"?

-- 4 --

Since our free trial for Gymboree expired months ago, the baby has lacked quality peer interaction.  I want to find a once-a-week play group for him to socialize with children his age (which will most likely take the form of poking each other with sticks, but you know).  However, there is nothing available in my area.  Is anyone around here interested in starting something with me?

-- 5 --

At the suggestion of my sister, I've signed up for My Fitness Pal to help me keep track of what I am eating and consciously lower my calorie intake to--fingers crossed--loose weight!  Thursdays not included of course, because Thursdays are tea party days!

Should I put a little tracker here on my blog?  It could be a good thing because then people could hold me accountable.  But it could also be a Bad Thing because, you know, people could hold me accountable!

-- 6 --

I never did get to call my BFF before she went into labor with her second baby.  Welcome, little E.T.G.!  I wonder what it feels like to have two children.  My heart is already so full to the brim with one.  Just when we think we couldn't possibly have any more joy, love surprises us again.

-- 7 --

The 31st Annual G.K. Chesterton Conference is coming up in August!  If anyone from the Tampa Bay area is driving to Reno, Nevada, would you be interested in carpooling and maybe even sharing a hotel room?  I would love to go.