Hello ladies and gentlemen, fellow bloggers, all,
To get right to it, I read and enjoy every single post you write. I’ve been neglectful of posting. And of answering people’s posts and their cheerful, caring comments on what I post. Have simply not been well. The multiple sclerosis has knocked me for a loop. Went to the grocery store on Friday afternoon, and sank right down to the floor in the produce department. I assure you it was not because I was stunned by the divine quality of the fruit and vegetables. No, it was I-can’t-go-on-a-single-step-further fatigue. Obviously, I did go on eventually, because I am at home writing this. And it is Monday. That’s good. The hardest part of MS, for me, is the tiredness, the incredible, debilitating fatigue. It’s not like the fatigue of being up 36 hours straight or getting 30 minutes sleep at a time for a week because you’re on-call for work or tending a sick child. It’s a sickening fatigue, walking-against-the-tide fatigue. It feels unsafe, like, “I’m going to fall right down in front of this oncoming car.”
Had MRI’s of brain, upper, and middle spine last week. The one of the middle spine picked up a nodule on my thyroid. “Hey! Looky what we got here!” So had ultrasound of that this morning, along with MRI of low back because that thing has hurt for 30 years and is causing me to fall down now (unrelated to being tired).
The neurologist put me on a drug originally meant for epilepsy, but is also used for intractable migraines like I have. Topamax. The dose is increased once a week for four weeks. The first few days after a dose increase are rough on my system.
So, I beg your pardon, all of you, for my terrible blogging manners. It is not for lack of interest that I am silent. I can sometimes manage a few blog visits a day, sometimes not. But, please believe me when I say I appreciate (New Oxford American Dictionary: value, treasure, admire, respect, hold in high regard, think highly of, think much of) each one of yous* my blogging pals! *Yous: plural form of “you” used mainly near New York and Philadelphia
🙂 m & jb (who has offered to take over all “bLOOgiNG dOODYs FoRR moMMeeecAT TILE momMeecaTT feells BeDDR!!!!!!!)
And for those of you who may be wondering…Wikipedia informs us that there really are Crud Balls because…
Crud is a fast-paced game loosely based on billiards or pool, and originated in the Royal Canadian Air Force. It is played in units of the Canadian Forces, the Canadian Coast Guard, the United States Air Force, the United States Navy, the United States Marine Corps, and the Royal Australian Air Force. The game is played on a pool or snooker table (usually the latter, when available) using the cue ball (the shooter ball), and one object ball (most commonly a striped ball since it is easiest to determine if it is in motion). Only the corner pockets are used. Side pockets (if there are any) are blocked off, traditionally by rolls of toilet paper.
Pool cues are not used; the shooter ball is launched across the table surface with the hand. A game of crud involves running frantically around the table and other players, trying to grab the shooter ball and either strike the object ball before it stops moving or sink it. This boisterous game is usually only played in a military mess as the management of most public establishments would not normally condone contact sports and the apparent abuse of their equipment.
*My euphemism for...insert word of choice. (See post title.)