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Fri, May 23 02:16 PM

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Well, my mesh melt experiment was a disaster.  I had done two previously successful melts that were beautiful, but I guess I tried to use the same mesh one too many times.   Anyway, I have 7 pounds of shattered glass with embedded mesh and kiln brick on the floor of my studio.  Things are not going well, artistically, physically nor financially.  I am having a real hard time being positive, especially when my husband keeps saying, "I am worth more dead than alive!".  Plus there is the whole cognitive mood swing stuff associated with MS.  I went to the book store this morning just to browse, gathered up a bunch of books on MS, meditation and healing, diet and MS....they just made me more confused and down.  I am tired.  I am tired of being positive in the face of the fear and failure I see in my husband's eyes.  I am tired of worrying about bankruptcy and forclosure.  I don't want to see a therapist, because I am one, and I have seen what is out there.  Plenty of counselors and social workers I would never trust .  Boy, it has been a long time since I have been this down.  I called my neurologist about having a flare, and he didn't want me to come in...he just called in a prescription for Valium of all things.  Now I don't trust my neurologist anymore either.  He was probably thinking about his next fishing trip, or opening up his cottage (mansion) on Lake Michigan this weekend.

Whew!  Bitter too!  Should I be ashamed?

Am I failing the program?  Basically, there is NO ONE I can talk to about these feelings, so instead I post them for all the world to see.  Bummer.

 

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I wish I were closer to where you are...

 

I'd come over, give you a big hug, then just sit and listen.  Oh, my dear, just know that I'm thinking of you.  I imagine a lot of people are, and all positive thoughts.

 

I'm sorry you're going through all this.  If there's any way I can help at distance, feel free to let me know.

 

Meanwhile, I'm sending you my biggest and best virtual hug.

 

Take care of yourself, Carla. 

 

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You need a group hug. This is a community that truly does care. Remember to breathe. Things have a way of working out. Debbie

Oh my

Wow - you sound like me earlier in the week...what a grind you've been going through, with hubby to support as well as feeling awful and the melting mess - yikes - what a pain to clear up that must be....and yet you reached out to support me.

Okay, here's the thing - you are, from what I can tell, an unusually fantastic person. If you give one half of what you give here to your hubby he should be kneeling on your glass shards to say thank you (and tidy them up!).  It is hard being positive when the whole world and your body seems grey.

My cousin's "aggressive self-care" might help - a silly book (not all those MS tomes - they make me sad and weary, too - I've sworn off them for a bit since overall they are just NOT encouraging!), a funny movie (I recommend Indiana Jones!), something totally escapist. Forget about tomorrow til it gets here....

Of course, you could always adopt my solution...increase a dose of Effexor and get a puppy....

Thinking of you - hang in there, me girl.  We sistahs have to hang together...

Not only that, but we seem to be having our mood flares at around the same time...

Twins, I'm telling you! 

Sending you a hug Sending you a big hug and some puppy kisses when he gets here...

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I can understand the mood swings and feelings you are going through. I do not have MS but I did have a hystorectomy very young and I am going through menopause and there are days that I want to just scream rant and rave andjust give up. I am wishing for you to find that one area that you can go to whether it is real place or one in your mind to help you through the rough times.

 

 

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