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Migraine Barbie has Snapped!

Mid-life, Migraine Barbie Has Snapped

I wrote the following more than a year ago and thought it would be fun bring it around again for all of you new readers ūüôā

Well it’s finally happened. I’m hot. Not like that. The other kind of hot – you know the temperature kind.

It’s been happening for about 3 or 4 years – starting with migraine headaches right out of the blue – sending me to the doctor’s for a shot and vomiting all the way there. Then the really emotional days hit. I have been emotional my whole life – but during this time it was ramped up a bit. I cry at anything. Believe me – you wouldn’t want to test out that theory.

I don’t have to wear jackets outside even when it’s cold – and in the truck or car I need the vent on full blast or the window open or I feel sick,

I am my own personal heating system.

I admit it. I have been in somewhat of a denial over these very troubling ‘signs’ of midlife. It means – I have to give in – can’t excuse it away – it means – my body and emotions are changing and I must realize the sad truth – I’m getting older.

Last week I was at the doctor’s for my yearly exam and she asked me if I feel differently – other than the things I had said above. To me those were vague at best – not really the real thing at all – until she asked me about nighttime. She asked, ‘do you throw the covers off’? And I had to admit that yes, I do.

Last night I not only threw the covers off – but blamed my sweet sleeping husband for NOT opening the window wide enough. I’m like, ‘are you KIDDING ME!!! I’m in midlife here – WORK WITH ME!!’ And I got up and put a short-sleeved shirt on instead of the long-sleeved one I had on to begin with – and Greg opened every window he could find.

We laughed about it this morning – and it’s nice that we can laugh about it. I believe that other than this – I am going to breeze on by this little hiccup in the road of my mental and emotional state. And maybe someday soon I’ll be ‘normal’ and even put a sweater or jacket on again.

Even the commercial and retail world seem to agree with me – as many ‘boomers’ are now in mid-life and beyond. These will give you a good laugh and make your day!

Mid-life Barbie

1.) Bifocals Barbie. Comes with her own set of blended-lens fashion frames in six wild colors (Half-frames too!), neck chain and large-print editions of Vogue and Martha Stewart Living.
2.) Hot Flash Barbie. Press Barbie’s bellybutton and watch her face turn beet red while tiny drops of perspiration appear on her forehead. (Comes with tiny hand-held fan and tissues.)
3.) Facial Hair Barbie. As Barbie‚Äôs ‚Äúhormone‚ÄĚ levels rise, see her whiskers grow. Available with teensy tweezers and magnifying mirror.
4.) Flabby Arms Barbie. Hide Barbie’s droopy triceps with these new, roomier-sleeved gowns. Also comes with two muu-muus, and tummy support under panties.
5.) Divorced Barbie. Sells for $199.99. Comes with Ken’s house, Ken’s car and Ken’s boat.
6.) No-more-wrinkles-Barbie. Erase those pesky crow’s feet and lip lines that have appeared with a tube of Skin Sparkle-Spackle from Barbie’s very own line of exclusive age-blasting cosmetics.
7.) Soccer Mom Barbie. All that experience as a cheer-leader is really paying off as Barbie dusts off her old high school megaphone to root for Babs and Ken Jr. Comes with minivan in robin-egg blue or white and cooler filled with doughnut holes and fruit punch.
8.) Mid-life Crisis Barbie. It’s time to ditch Ken. Barbie needs a change and Alonzo (her personal trainer) is just what the doctor ordered, along with Prozac.
9.) Bunion Barbie. Years of disco dancing in stiletto heels have taken their toll on Barbie’s dainty arched feet. Sooth her sores with the pumice stone and plasters, then slip on soft terry mules.
10.) Post-Menopausal Barbie. This Barbie wets her pants when she sneezes, forgets where she puts things and cries… a lot. She is sick and tired of Ken sitting on the couch watching the tube, clicking through the channels. Comes with Depends and Kleenex.

Who do you know with any or all of the above symptoms?  Did you ever own a Barbie?

Have a great day – God Bless!

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The Value of Past Experience

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We go through something.¬† Sometimes it’s REALLY BAD.¬† And we think, “Why is this happening to me?” – or sometimes we don’t think that – we just blindly accept it as our lot in life.

But I truly believe there is much more.¬† There IS a reason.¬† Sometimes we don’t see it until months or even years later.¬† Sometimes we never really know the reason – but I’d like to think that we always have a choice when hit with adverse situations.¬† Give in to the negative voices in our head that say, “just give up – it isn’t worth fighting” OR learn from it – change our course – go another direction away from the pain, humiliation or gut wrenching yuck.

I’ve had so many of these situations – that at the time I thought were the end of the world.¬† But later turned out to be – well – valuable, insightful, great information for someone else going through exactly the same thing.

I have some friends, Ray and Allison Carroll – who recently went through a touchy situation – very painful to say the least and they have shown great courage in telling their story through their blog articles.¬† They have found God’s grace and mercy in living and telling their story of failure and of redemption – so that others can be encouraged and learn from them – to show people who fail, sin, miss the mark entirely that God has not given up on them – that there is enough of God’s grace, mercy and love to take a dead and broken life, clean it up and give a new start.¬† Our Savior – the God of second chances – working through people in our ordinary lives – who make mistakes and are truly not worthy to be called righteous.¬† He uses those past experiences to bring clarification – reveal who He is – and give purpose and understanding.¬† As long as we are willing to change our heart, to share our story and to be an encouragement to others.

Case and point:¬† The other day my 19-year-old son came home from work feeling really weird.¬† His mouth was numb and so were his fingers – he was talking strangely too.¬† He said, “Mom, I’m freaking out right now – what’s wrong with me”?¬† I tried to be calm and think rationally, knowing of course he was too young and in shape to be having a stroke or a heart attack.¬† All I could think of was that he needed food and water – and I asked him how long had it been since he had anything to eat or drink.¬† I wondered, could severe hydration cause this?¬† While he was eating and drinking – and eating a banana too – just in case – I googled it.¬† Greg is ALWAYS gone when any and all domestic emergencies come up and I was mumbling under my breath – ‘where IS your father?‘¬† Let’s see… what causes numbing?¬† I was not finding anything conclusive.¬† I thought I was going to have to take him to the ER if something didn’t change soon.¬† But he did feel a little better after eating and drinking – said he was really tired and went to bed.

Not 30 minutes later – he came out of his bedroom saying he had the WORST HEADACHE in the world!¬† Then it dawned on me!¬† I know what this is!¬† And although I had not had these exact symptoms before – I knew about them and it was clearly a Migraine Headache.¬† The really bad kind.¬† I knew because of my past experience with them.¬† I get them so bad that I’m vomiting and lose a whole day.¬† Pretty soon – he was doing the same thing in the bathroom – but at least now I had a fresh perspective.¬† I gave him ice for his head and a bucket for beside his bed – just in case.¬† I could tell him there was no need to go anywhere – he was not going to die – he would just feel like it!¬† It was too late for pain pills – he would just throw them up anyway.¬† And even though the pain was bad and it’s never fun to up-chuck – at least I was able to reassure him – because I knew too well what was happening to him.

Now, am I glad I have had REALLY PAINFUL Migraine headaches?  Are you kidding me?  But did it help to diffuse a panic in my home?  Yes.  Would I have known otherwise?  No way.  I would have thought he was having a stroke or worse Рmaybe a tumor pressing on his cornea that was making his eyes not see clearly.  Oh the carnage that would have ensued Рthe money that would have been spent Рonly to find out Рit was only a migraine.

I will take painful situations if they will help me or someone I love in the future.  I will not like them.  In fact I will HATE them.  But I will learn from them and ask myself Рwho can benefit from my pain?

How about you?  Who can benefit from your pain today?

God Bless

Throwing Off The Covers

Migraine Barbie has Snapped!

Mid-life, Migraine Barbie Has Snapped

Well it’s finally happened. I’m hot. Not like that. The other kind of hot – you know the temperature kind.

It’s been happening for about 3 or 4 years – starting with migraine headaches right out of the blue – sending me to the doctor’s for a shot and vomiting all the way there. Then the really emotional days hit. I have been emotional my whole life – but during this time it was ramped up a bit. I cry at anything. Believe me – you wouldn’t want to test out that theory.

I don’t have to wear jackets outside even when it’s cold – and in the truck or car I need the vent on full blast or the window open or I feel sick,

I am my own personal heating system.

I admit it. I have been in somewhat of a denial over these very troubling ‘signs’ of midlife. It means – I have to give in – can’t excuse it away – it means – my body and emotions are changing and I must realize the sad truth – I’m getting older.

Last week I was at the doctor’s for my yearly exam and she asked me if I feel differently – other than the things I had said above. To me those were vague at best – not really the real thing at all – until she asked me about nighttime. She asked, ‘do you throw the covers off’? And I had to admit that yes, I do.

Last night I not only threw the covers off – but blamed my sweet sleeping husband for NOT opening the window wide enough. I’m like, ‘are you KIDDING ME!!! I’m in midlife here – WORK WITH ME!!’ And I got up and put a short-sleeved shirt on instead of the long-sleeved one I had on to begin with – and Greg opened every window he could find.

We laughed about it this morning – and it’s nice that we can laugh about it. I believe that other than this – I am going to breeze on by this little hiccup in the road of my mental and emotional state. And maybe someday soon I’ll be ‘normal’ and even put a sweater or jacket on again.

Even the commercial and retail world seem to agree with me – as many ‘boomers’ are now in mid-life and beyond. These will give you a good laugh and make your day!

Mid-life Barbie

1.) Bifocals Barbie. Comes with her own set of blended-lens fashion frames in six wild colors (Half-frames too!), neck chain and large-print editions of Vogue and Martha Stewart Living.
2.) Hot Flash Barbie. Press Barbie’s bellybutton and watch her face turn beet red while tiny drops of perspiration appear on her forehead. (Comes with tiny hand-held fan and tissues.)
3.) Facial Hair Barbie. As Barbie‚Äôs ‚Äúhormone‚ÄĚ levels rise, see her whiskers grow. Available with teensy tweezers and magnifying mirror.
4.) Flabby Arms Barbie. Hide Barbie’s droopy triceps with these new, roomier-sleeved gowns. Also comes with two muu-muus, and tummy support under panties.
5.) Divorced Barbie. Sells for $199.99. Comes with Ken’s house, Ken’s car and Ken’s boat.
6.) No-more-wrinkles-Barbie. Erase those pesky crow’s feet and lip lines that have appeared with a tube of Skin Sparkle-Spackle from Barbie’s very own line of exclusive age-blasting cosmetics.
7.) Soccer Mom Barbie. All that experience as a cheer-leader is really paying off as Barbie dusts off her old high school megaphone to root for Babs and Ken Jr. Comes with minivan in robin-egg blue or white and cooler filled with doughnut holes and fruit punch.
8.) Mid-life Crisis Barbie. It’s time to ditch Ken. Barbie needs a change and Alonzo (her personal trainer) is just what the doctor ordered, along with Prozac.
9.) Bunion Barbie. Years of disco dancing in stiletto heels have taken their toll on Barbie’s dainty arched feet. Sooth her sores with the pumice stone and plasters, then slip on soft terry mules.
10.) Post-Menopausal Barbie. This Barbie wets her pants when she sneezes, forgets where she puts things and cries… a lot. She is sick and tired of Ken sitting on the couch watching the tube, clicking through the channels. Comes with Depends and Kleenex.

Where’s Your Bucket?

Last week I went on an adventure with Greg to West Seattle.¬† He had to pick something up from a building supply place and then take it to a Starbucks store and fix the problem.¬† Greg ‘moonlights’ as a contractor for Starbucks and does random cleaning and light maintenance of several stores around the greater Seattle area – when he’s not doing a wedding or a funeral.

It was going to be just a routine ride – I was only along so he’d have some company.¬† We didn’t think we’d run into any traffic because we were going well before normal rush hour – and stayed off the main heavy traffic places.¬† It was going to be a pleasant – wonderful ride.

However…

I had a headache.¬† Not a very bad one – not like the ones I used to get when I had those headaches.¬† By those – I mean the ultimate¬† ‘Granddaddy’ of all headaches – and I wrote an article on what mine are like – here it is:¬† “My Fear Button”.¬† This was not one of those. Just a little nagging thing – hurting above my right eyebrow – but not bad enough to keep me home.

We came to the first place to pick up what Greg needed to get – a building supply place.¬† He was gone for several minutes and my head really starting to hurt.¬† He got what he needed and we headed down the road – but as we continued along we soon found ourselves in some wicked traffic.¬† We had even taken an alternate route – knowing that one freeway had heavy construction on it.¬† It didn’t seem to matter – everyone in the city was taking our little ‘short cut’ to another way around it.

Soon I knew that this was no ordinary headache.¬† I was starting to feel sick to my stomach too.¬† This was bad.¬† Very bad. I was soon envisioning another episode in the truck – involving a ‘hurling’ and my husband being humiliated.¬† I asked if we had a bucket in the truck – and Greg¬† (by now was a little panicky) quickly looked around and said – “No!¬† No bucket – you will just have to wait”¬† Easy for him to say.¬† I remembered that my “Cindy Box” was in the truck – (those of you who follow my blog know about my ‘box’ – those who do not – can click on “Cindy Box” and read up on it).¬† Of course it was filled with all my necessary products – I need them.¬† No ‘male’ operated¬† truck that carries a ‘female’ should be without these products – it’s really easier on the relationship and marriage.¬† I said, “Greg – can you reach my “Cindy Box”?”¬† I saw his eyes grow large with alarm as he said, “It’s full – you can’t use that!”

It reminded me of when Bill Cosby’s wife was going into labor and she started to have painful contractions in the car and Bill said, “No dear – WAIT!!!¬† I’ll pull over – not in the car dear – NOT IN THE FERRARI!

It wasn’t very funny at the time – especially when Greg told me I’d have to hang on until the next exit.¬† I’m like, “It doesn’t work that way Greg!”¬† But hang on I did – and when we finally got off the freeway – I was white as a sheet working very hard to think about ‘puppies’ and ‘snowflakes’ and ‘teddy bears’ – anything but food and throwing up!!¬† Greg pulled up next to an office building and quickly jumped out – scooped up my ‘box’ and emptied it so I would have a container for the rest of the ride.¬† Smart man.¬† He knows too well that I have used a container and I probably will again.¬† After getting out and getting some fresh air – I felt well enough to jump back in for the rest of the painfully slow ride to the Starbucks.

After arriving¬† – a hot cup of coffee (caffeine is very good for headaches) and time out of the vehicle really felt good!¬† I was not headache free – but at least it was manageable.¬† I have found that my headaches and stomach aches¬† run together – almost indistinguishable at times.¬† Once the pain has gone on too long in the head – the stomach reacts.¬† It’s a given.

Well I’m thankful to report – I did not have to disgrace my “Cindy Box” in any way – and humiliate my sensitive and easily embarrassed sweet husband.¬† The ‘items’ of necessity are all safety back in place – and I was told today that the ‘bucket’ is back in the truck.¬† Hmmmm.¬† I wonder why?

Take care and God Bless

Loud Noises

So today we had a beautiful SUNNY day in Seattle. ¬†Yes – it happens ALL THE TIME here – that’s why everyone is buzzing about it today ‚ô• ¬†Not really – we get excited in Seattle – especially in the winter months – okay – even in the spring (as one of my friends pointed out today) because we can go for quite a while without seeing it.

Most people LOVE to see the sun. ¬†Makes them feel happier – drives away the doldrums etc. ¬†However, for me – much as I love the sun too – it can bring a change in the barometric pressure so severe that I get an intense headache. ¬†Unfortunately these can happen while I sleep – so by the time I wake up – it’s too late for any serious medication to help. ¬†Oh I don’t mean a migraine – that is a completely different kind of pain – and once in a migraine folks – just forget it. ¬†Nothing helps unless you can catch it right up front.

This headache was sinus – and really stubborn. ¬†Greg thought some fresh air would help – so off to Coulon Park in the town that we live – to do some walking after eating some lunch. ¬†While in the lunch place – I was KEENLY aware of the loud noises coming from some little kids – who seemed to be VERY FOND of randomly just SCREAMING out – for some unknown, crazy reason. ¬†One was a BLOOD CURDLING scream – unprovoked and unpredicted – as my back was turned from the child – and Greg was facing in that direction but did not even warn me about this sudden OUTBURST of LOUD NOISE. ¬†You can imagine my response. ¬†And my headache suddenly became worse. ¬†Really? ¬†You’re kidding – why do babies and children do that? ¬†Mine never did. ¬†I’m sure they made noise – just not random SCREAMING in a public place. ¬†I was embarrassed for the Mom.

Light also bothers me when I have a headache – and we tried the walk – but because it’s so sunny – and the headache was now WORSE – we gave up and I went home only to take more pills and put ice on my head – again.

So I’m trying to rest – and even dozed off a little – finally fell asleep – which is a small miracle and the next thing I know – I can hear my dear “quiet” husband – speaking on the phone VERY LOUDLY in the next room without even so much as closing the door to his office or anything. ¬†It was annoying – and even worse because of my bad headache. ¬†He woke me UP!! ¬†So being the nice, patient person that I am – I got up – and STOMP, STOMP, STOMP when into his office and said, “are you KIDDING ME? ¬†Don’t you realize how LOUD you are???”” ¬†and then SLAMMED the door. ¬†Well it completely threw him off – and he didn’t know what to say next on the phone – he’s not used to being yelled at – I’m usually so patient and so nice ‚ėļ ¬†So later when I got up and told him about it – I was amazed at how mad he was! ¬†It reminded us of that line from “A Christmas Carol” when Scrooge throws out a man from his office for not paying the rent – and the man says, “Thanks for not shouting at me” – we had a good chuckle over it – as you can imagine.

The headache got better – as the day went on – a little caffeine didn’t hurt either – and I was able to still teach my students – and be in a relatively good mood too!

Here’s to you and yours – hoping your world is filled with peaceful, quiet and soothing sounds today!

God Bless

My Fear Button

It’s not world events

It’s not finances – although we all have our concerns about them

It’s not that I have an 18 year old son still living here

It’s not my busy schedule with my Music Studio

It’s not the upcoming Recital

It’s not the theater production of “Ella Enchanted” coming in January

No

None of these

It’s an unseen phantom

That usually comes under cover of darkness

I fear it

I do anything to avoid it

I prepare for it

Sometimes it comes

Sometimes it leaves me alone

It is called

A MIGRAINE

I started getting these headaches in College.  The traditional ones where there is a strange fuzzy thing that moves across your vision and makes it hard to focus on anything for about 30 minutes Рthen WHAMMO Рthe pain hits in the temple.  Not fun.  Once I was done with the stress of College Рthey went away for a season.

When we lived in Vero Beach Florida – years later I had them again. ¬†I will never forget being in a fetal position on my bed – Greg was gone with the youth all day somewhere (Awwww the great days of being youth pastor’s) and 6 year old Ashlee and 2 year old Shawn were with me at home. ¬†It must have been a bad one because I will NEVER forget Ashlee praying for me and yelling out – as only a 6 year old can do – with PASSION – “Dear JESUS!!!!! ¬†Please heal Mommy!!!!” ¬†It was so cute. ¬†I did recover and a dear friend from our church suggested that I should come into the Chiropractor’s Office where she worked as a massage therapist – to get one of her AWESOME massages. ¬†They really helped – I started going once a week – she never charged me – she always had me come after the office was closed – that was her gift to me because she loved me – I will never forget her kindness to me.

Sometime within the next month or so – we had a visiting Evangelist come to our church where we were serving on staff. ¬†I came forward for prayer – and was instantly healed. ¬†I didn’t have another one of those demonic episodes for years. ¬†In fact – it was not until about a year and a half ago – due to all sorts of hormonal and chemical changes in my body that I once again began to experience them. ¬†And in FULL FORCE this time. ¬†I realize that what I had before were pretty wimpy compared to what I get now.

It usually starts in the middle of the night for me. ¬†By the time I am conscious, it has it’s ugly grip on me – and won’t let go. ¬†And everyone knows that if you don’t catch them when they first start – just FORGET IT – nothing you do will help. ¬†I learned this the hard way.

The first one like this happened before I knew what was happening to me. ¬†I knew I was in pain – but I had NEVER had anything like this – no warning – nothing. ¬†There are many “triggers” for migraines – none of which seems to be consistent with me – it figures. ¬†Nope – it just happens whenever it wants and leaves me completely helpless. ¬†We tried ice – we tried pills – we called a nurse – actually Greg did – I was in a fetal position just trying to DEAL with the throbbing, hideous pain in my head – they make me light sensitive and I am VERY dizzy too – so in bed I stay – until…Oh yes – that kind of BLINDING pain make me vomit too. ¬†It’s lovely. ¬†Not just once – but many times. ¬† Greg was so concerned about this – he called the doctor the first time this happened and she told him to bring me in for a shot to stop the vomiting. ¬†Well that would have been lovely if it would have worked – but by this time the migraine was too far along for any shot to work. ¬†No – you just have to let the nasty thing have its way with you – it takes a whole day – UNLESS you catch it early.

But like a good husband – he practically had to carry me to the car – complete with a bucket on my lap – because – “you never know” right? ¬†As it turned out I found out something about myself on those car trips with a migraine and a bucket on my lap – you just DON’T CARE who sees you – vomiting in public seems to be the only recourse and it is all you can do to keep it together long enough to just get there! ¬†Every stop light – with cars all around us – I would be “up chucking” and my poor embarrassed husband would patiently wait for the light to turn. ¬†I don’t get embarrassed anymore. ¬†I’ve had two children. ¬†Natural. ¬†Enough said.

Well the shot didn’t work – too little too late – had to go home – complete with vomiting all the way home – to sleep it off – many hours later I could walk around and eat again. ¬†I wish that was the end of the story – but it is not.

You would think we had learned our lesson the first time going to the doctor – WELL into the migraine – but we DID NOT. ¬†Again Greg was concerned to see me in that much pain – and doing so much vomiting – that away we went again to the doctor for a shot. ¬†This migraine was much worse and more progressive – and I remember not even wanting to get up and into the car – knowing I would be vomiting all the way there again. ¬†But go I did. ¬†Not only was there vomiting in the car – again at every stop light – but when we got to the doctor’s office – they put me in a dark exam room and left us there for about 30 minutes – the damage was HUGE. ¬†I vomited into the little tiny sink in the exam room – then when I felt safe to walk down the hall – had to find the bathroom too. ¬†It was not pretty. ¬†The shot didn’t help. ¬†NO surprise.

I have found that a drug called Treximet is the ONLY thing that will help my bad ones – and if I feel one coming on – then that is what I take. ¬†I recently acquired some wonderful samples of this drug – as they are VERY expensive and we don’t have prescription drug coverage any more with our new insurance. ¬†When the pain isn’t a full blown migraine – I can get by with about 4 extra strength tylenol and 2 Aleve – if I catch it early.

The good news is this: ¬†I haven’t had a bad one for almost a year now – I’m not sure what triggers mine – so that makes life very interesting – and I do live in a constant state of “fear” that one will strike – at a most interesting and unwelcome time. ¬†I was so thankful that on Ashlee’s wedding day – I DID NOT have one – that was a big fear of mine for more than a year. ¬†And I always have to deal with the “what if I get one” for performances – recitals etc. ¬†But so far so good – I am armed and prepared for even the worst of them.

Well Brittney is here to give me a massage – and I am smiling at the thought ūüôā

Here’s wishing that you have a headache free day!

God Bless

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