Barbie's Accident!!

Well, it seems the angels were watching over us on Sunday, September 24th. My daughter, Barbie was hit by a semi truck, her car thrown into the air and then landing in an upright position. The passenger side of the car was shoved into the driver's side, but Barbie was the only one in the car and she ended up needing her ear lobe stitched back on and a few bangs, bruises, etc. It was not fun, but could've been SO much worse. Thank God that my precious little granddaughter Madison wasn't with her -- or my son-in-law Mike! It really makes you sit up and pay attention and be just a little more thankful today than you were yesterday for what you have here and now. Y'know?

The "F" word, not THAT one! Fibromyalgia, silly

Okay, we have a diagnosis. The doctors say I have Fibromyalgia. All I can tell you about it is it is brought on by stress, or so they believe. It causes aches and pains in the muscles surrounding the joints. They explained it to me as a sort of arthritis of the muscles. Headaches, lotsa headaches. Tiredness, lotsa tiredness. When I "overdo" I'm exhausted for about three days afterward. I have to get a treadmill as I have to exercise 30 minutes a day, 7 days a week as I am able. Some days I won't be able, but when I'm re-energized, then I have to resume. I'm having bladder problems, pelvic pain, neck and back pain, hand and elbow pain, knee and foot pain. It's fun....NOT. I have to go back to the rheumatologist in 6 weeks and the internist on September 18th. I'll keep you posted if there's anything to tell, other than that, it doesn't go away, you or I just have to learn how to deal with it and what the limits are.

Oh, my gosh, my baby is growing up. Can you believe Applebee's has called for an interview? Already, time to get to work and work and work and work for the rest of her life. Well, tomorrow at 3:00 p.m. we have our official interview with Applebee's. Wish us luck! Well, wish HER luck.

She's baaaaack!

She's Home! Well, Ms. Lacey has arrived back home safely in Iowa. There just is no home quite like the Pierce 1896 Mansion, y'know? Where else can you get this kind of entertainment and education? Uh, can you say nowhere?! LOL

Okay, M.R.I. over

Okay, kids, M.R.I. is now history. I went, they M.R.I.'d and then x-rayed. I won't know anything until August 15th. I was hobbling out of there by the end of it though. Geezy whiz! 80 minutes, one position and for the first twenty no swallowing. Okay, okay, okay....I agree....I'm a baby (but it still hurt). So end of post, end of story. It is over.