Monday, July 30, 2012

The Escape

Another Larka scare. Alex let the doggies out into the back without realizing that the garage was open and they all got out. We found Neiman and Liam lurking around the front and Jasmine was hanging near the drive way but Larka had ran into the other side of Oakmont. While I was looking for her she just ran up to me and hugged me. Alex is ditzy.

Wednesday, July 25, 2012

Tuesday, July 10, 2012

What Would You Do With My Pain?

Sometimes I have to wonder how you would react if you had all my pain.

Your left hand would have limited ability because your middle finger is all curled up from a flare up and has pretty much been permanently damaged, making even the simplest left hand task more difficult. Not to mention that you can feel it spreading into all of your fingers.

All of your joints are in a constant state of buzzing pain, that by the way can get so much worse but this is it at its base level.

Your spine is hurting and the cause for most of your immobility because for some reason you don't have a mattress to sleep on and you don't have money at the moment to spend on a mattress because you're spending it on medical treatments so you can live a somewhat normal life unhindered by this condition.

Most of your muscles are in pain too, being strained to the limit because of the arthritis. It's an auto immune disease, your body is attacking itself.

It also hurts to sneeze, cough, and sometimes laugh.

You also will need a cane to travel sometimes because your legs are hurting too much and unable to keep you up without support. Did I also mention that because of this, your knees are misaligned and your legs are now about an inch and a half in difference causing a permanent limp unless you're willing to take a little pain in your hips to make it look normal.

The best part is, no matter how much medicine you take, you can still feel the pain. It may not hurt while the drugs are in effect but you can still feel it, you can feel that after the medicine wears off that you will have trouble. The medicine's pain relieving effect only works at full strength for about 4 hours. That even if you have a good night's rest you will not know if you'll be able to move in the morning.

That even through all the pain, which can be registered at a 17 on a scale of 1 - 10, you struggle to keep up a strong image around the house because your mother looks at you with a piercing look of pity and disgrace with a tinge of resentment because her child does not help around the house as much as she expects.

Oh, almost forgot to mention. The medicine will become ineffective within a month because your body has grown used to it, making it so you will have to spend most of your days without medication. 

Complaints About My Mother

You're probably asking why am I displaying my 'dirty laundry' on the internet. Well for your information, when I tell you these things, you get mad and scoff and badmouth under your breathe and tell me that I am a worthless son and tell me that I should not talk back to you.

Yeah so go back to complaining that I don't help around the house enough because I am too lazy to do anything about my immense pain and immobility. You just keep it in your head that I don't have a disability or am crippled.


The Dogs:

I cannot play with my dogs outside because the grass is messy and dirty and apparently you are the only one who bathes them, you know... You bathe your favorite dog at least once a week and the others once a month. Good on you.

I cannot play with my dogs inside the house even if I close off the area for one room because you don't want them getting their hair all over the house. You would rather them be locked up in their crate for their entire duration inside, and then when they're outside you put them inside a play pen. Great Parenting there, it's obvious you treat them with the same methodology you treated us.


Helping Around The House:

I get there are things to be done around the house. I really do, but I cannot know what projects you want done so don't go griping at me for not helping when I don't know what you are doing.


 My Laziness:

I do what I can when I see it. I cannot help it if my body is in immense pain and has bouts of immobility. That doesn't mean I am lazy. For heaven's gates, I AM IN PAIN. I don't show it all the time but I spend a lot of my days in incredible pain so forgive me that I can't help you carry things. Or do the tasks that men should do because I can't. My Body is dying and all you say is that I should exercise more and be more open minded. I am extremely open minded whereas you are certainly closed. And exercise is hard when I am in pain and can't move. You should try it. You know, every single one of your joints is in pain all the time, and at the moment your left hand is limited because you lost the majority of usage of your middle finger making simple things like picking a cup up more difficult.


My Money:

You refuse to help me with my disability and paying for my medical treatments so I have to. So it is total irresponsibility on your part when you complain that I go to work and you never see any of the money. Wanna guess why? Because my condition is an Auto Immune disease that costs a lot of money to be treated. Wanna guess something else, even with the money I have been making, I am a full year behind the recommended treatment and might die sooner. So whoopie doo for me, at least I am trying to get it worked on.

Paying for my Medical Treatments is not "Dilly Dallying and Wasting My Money" you irrational, close minded, plebeian.