It's Sunday again, so I will share with you the places I've visited in the past week. You might want to check them out for yourself:
StorytellERdoc
This is a great blog from an ER doctor working hard for his patients. If you haven't added this to your blogroll, you are missing out. His writing is exceptional and stories are engaging. The post I'm sharing with you is the most recent and happens to have struck a chord with me. It's about taking responisibilty for your own healthcare. Doctors are powerless to that which we inflict on ourselves.
Confession's of an Asperger's Mom
Oh, how I love this blog and its author!! A mom with two teen Aspie boys, both very different, shares some Aspie funnies in this particular post. It's real and honest, full of tons of insight and information. It's not just for the parents with kids on the spectrum. It's a relevant family read, too.
I'd Like Cheese on My Entire Family
Since its hot-hot-hot it's time to think about summer vacations. This post centers around a memory of family vacations and the CIA. It's hilarious-- I highly recommend you check this out for a laugh.
Our Best Bites
If you know me, you know I love to cook (most of the time). I'm always on the lookout for a new recipe. I adore greek flavors. I was so excited to see this post on a Greek style condiment that I wanted to rush out to buy the ingredients. I haven't had the time, but I plan to next week.
Wienergate
For some reason, I think this is hilarious. If you haven't heard of it shame on you. How often to we get to talk about wieners in congress figuratively and literally on so many levels? In his defense, Jon Stewart who hung out with Rep. Wiener in Bethany Beach summers during college says its not that big. This article from the Gothamist will bring you up to speed if you've missed the scandal.
Playstation Network Welcome Back Program
If you have a PS3, you'll notice the launch of the Welcome Back Program (aka Sorry Hackers Took Your Credit Card Info and Crashed Our Servers Promotion). The program crashed the PSN store servers. We only managed to get one game downloaded and because the store crashed at the second game download, its now lost in cyberspace somewhere. Read the comments for helpful advice and a laugh (or cry). But hey, we get what we pay for, right?
The War on Women
Being a totally liberal kinda gal, I happen to agree with Anne Rice's assessment that there is currently a war on women going on this country. (Check out her facebook page- really a lot of fun. Lively, mature discussions that are thought provoking.) This article will demonstrate what I mean. It's caused many lively discussions in my house. Poor hubby didn't realize he married an old-school, mouthy feminist.
Enjoy your Sunday everyone!!
I never realized I was a corporation until now. Mom to an aspie married to a hubby with Arnold Chiari. A proud socialist liberal, wild views, wild posts, sometimes boring, sometimes offensive, but always real.
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Sunday, June 5, 2011
Sunday, May 8, 2011
Mother's Day Fog
I woke up with a terrible headache and lots of congestion this morning, so I really didn't get to post the Mother's Day post I wanted. I switched allergy medication a few days ago because I was prescribed a new medication to help my metabolism (before going the Lap Band route, which I would now if my husband wasn't slated for surgery). The Claritin D and Phentermine were just to dangerous a combination, so my doctor switch me to a nasal spray along with Singular. Unfortunately, two things happened: My insurance company covers no weight loss medication and the new allergy medication didn't work very well. (I plan a post on this whole health/weight thing this week because its gotten up my nose and parked there)
The cure for my allergies? Sleeping from 10 am to 4 pm, then taking a dose of Clartin D along with pain medicine. I came back to my half written blog post which left only so I could shower and think it through. I also hoped the steam would loosen up my congestion. The shower did more harm than good, so I laid down after to get a handle on the pain (I'd already medicated with benadryl and ibuprofen, so more medication wasn't an option).
I haven't had such huge issues with allergies since I was 15 years old. At that age, I lost almost an entire year to headaches and fatigue. As an infant, my allergies were so bad that I had to live in a sterile environment-- I was one step from being a baby in a bubble. My poor mother, who had designed a nursery and hand-made curtains and blankets, picked carpet and furniture had to have it torn out so that I could live. Even her breast milk made my little body attack itself uncontrollably.
As far as mothers go, my mom made some pretty amazing mom sacrifices to give me life. My childhood was filled with sickly moments because my body could not handle the world it lived in. And to some degree, it still can't. While I don't remember this time, I can imagine the hardships I created for my mother, a foreigner, with three other school-aged children and a young marriage.
Not exactly a mom's dream, but mom's muddle through, very often with little support from other mothers (her's had passed and her mother-in-law was a thousand miles away).I appreciate all my mom did for me and gave up for me being that I was no easy child.
Anywho, that all brings me to this:
I watched a show on OWN last night after my people went to bed. The show was called No Woman, No Cry and it was a documentary about women, mothers in particular and their lack of... well, women's health services. I learned that too many women die in child-birth each year. I learned those deaths are often seen as inconsequential. I thought of the war on women happening in our own political machine, seeing how the extreme right would love us to adopt this draconian view of the pre-pegnant, pregnant and womb having humans on this Earth. The stories were compelling, scary and yet amazing.
The woman with the courage and strength to tell these stories is Christi Turlington. She's started an organiaztion called Every Mother Counts.
While we are reading about women, I think every woman ought to read this article: HERE.
For Mother's Day, let's honor our girl parts that give us the amazing ability to choose motherhood in our journey as humans, instead of being humans to be owned because we have vaginas and wombs.
The cure for my allergies? Sleeping from 10 am to 4 pm, then taking a dose of Clartin D along with pain medicine. I came back to my half written blog post which left only so I could shower and think it through. I also hoped the steam would loosen up my congestion. The shower did more harm than good, so I laid down after to get a handle on the pain (I'd already medicated with benadryl and ibuprofen, so more medication wasn't an option).
I haven't had such huge issues with allergies since I was 15 years old. At that age, I lost almost an entire year to headaches and fatigue. As an infant, my allergies were so bad that I had to live in a sterile environment-- I was one step from being a baby in a bubble. My poor mother, who had designed a nursery and hand-made curtains and blankets, picked carpet and furniture had to have it torn out so that I could live. Even her breast milk made my little body attack itself uncontrollably.
As far as mothers go, my mom made some pretty amazing mom sacrifices to give me life. My childhood was filled with sickly moments because my body could not handle the world it lived in. And to some degree, it still can't. While I don't remember this time, I can imagine the hardships I created for my mother, a foreigner, with three other school-aged children and a young marriage.
Not exactly a mom's dream, but mom's muddle through, very often with little support from other mothers (her's had passed and her mother-in-law was a thousand miles away).I appreciate all my mom did for me and gave up for me being that I was no easy child.
Anywho, that all brings me to this:
I watched a show on OWN last night after my people went to bed. The show was called No Woman, No Cry and it was a documentary about women, mothers in particular and their lack of... well, women's health services. I learned that too many women die in child-birth each year. I learned those deaths are often seen as inconsequential. I thought of the war on women happening in our own political machine, seeing how the extreme right would love us to adopt this draconian view of the pre-pegnant, pregnant and womb having humans on this Earth. The stories were compelling, scary and yet amazing.
The woman with the courage and strength to tell these stories is Christi Turlington. She's started an organiaztion called Every Mother Counts.
While we are reading about women, I think every woman ought to read this article: HERE.
For Mother's Day, let's honor our girl parts that give us the amazing ability to choose motherhood in our journey as humans, instead of being humans to be owned because we have vaginas and wombs.
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