Change
My sister left California today. The whole family packed up and moved to Cedar City, Utah. Months ago, when she first told me the news, a calloused part of me thought how I won't have to drive up to Sausalito anymore to babysit. But the last few days I've been getting choked up, especially when the kids tell me they love me. Wesley pointed at me and mouthed "I love you" through a window, and I totally lost it.
My nephew Jackson graduated from preschool on Friday. It was a cute commemoration in a park. They wore paper hats they had painted themselves, sang their preschool theme song and threw glitter. Jackson was especially pleased because they remembered it was his birthday, and brought out the birthday chair. Besides singing "Happy Birthday," it's traditional to sing the favorite song of whomever sits in the chair. Jackson proclaimed "Ring of Fire" to be his favorite song (the kid is definitely related). There was hushed laughter and rumbling among the parents. Ms. Patty says, "It's his favorite; we've got to sing it!" So we did. Already at 5, Jackson knows how to leave town in style.
New topic. As you may recall I need to get a doctor's letter for my homestudy process. My appt. is coming up. I was doing some research in preparation and I came across something called Thoracolumbar Junction Syndrome, or Posterior Ramus Syndrome. I'm in shock. It describes my symptoms: ALL OF THEM! There's not an easy fix, but at least I will finally be going in the right direction, and have a complete explanation for what is going on with my body, instead of the endless treatment of the symptom after symptom. At least that is what I hope. Will say more after doctor visit.
As hopeful as this new info makes me, I'm also pissed that not one of my doctors, supposedly specialists figured this out. Especially when the "pain map" I draw for my doctor every visit looks exactly like the illustrations included in the article I found. I can't help wonder where I might be if I started treating this correctly even a few years back. Alas. At least I'm in a situation where I have internet with information at my fingertips and "first world" access to doctors for any treatment at all.
My nephew Jackson graduated from preschool on Friday. It was a cute commemoration in a park. They wore paper hats they had painted themselves, sang their preschool theme song and threw glitter. Jackson was especially pleased because they remembered it was his birthday, and brought out the birthday chair. Besides singing "Happy Birthday," it's traditional to sing the favorite song of whomever sits in the chair. Jackson proclaimed "Ring of Fire" to be his favorite song (the kid is definitely related). There was hushed laughter and rumbling among the parents. Ms. Patty says, "It's his favorite; we've got to sing it!" So we did. Already at 5, Jackson knows how to leave town in style.
New topic. As you may recall I need to get a doctor's letter for my homestudy process. My appt. is coming up. I was doing some research in preparation and I came across something called Thoracolumbar Junction Syndrome, or Posterior Ramus Syndrome. I'm in shock. It describes my symptoms: ALL OF THEM! There's not an easy fix, but at least I will finally be going in the right direction, and have a complete explanation for what is going on with my body, instead of the endless treatment of the symptom after symptom. At least that is what I hope. Will say more after doctor visit.
As hopeful as this new info makes me, I'm also pissed that not one of my doctors, supposedly specialists figured this out. Especially when the "pain map" I draw for my doctor every visit looks exactly like the illustrations included in the article I found. I can't help wonder where I might be if I started treating this correctly even a few years back. Alas. At least I'm in a situation where I have internet with information at my fingertips and "first world" access to doctors for any treatment at all.