Another Bottle of Pills on the wall…

Another bottle of pills…take one down, pass it around, another prescription to add to them all!

I have a shelf…. that holds EVERY bottle of prescription pills, that followed me everywhere along the way. If you see this shelf, it harbors, the pills, creams, powders, and various elixirs, some of them missing already, that carried me throughout this systemic illness. I don’t use them, some of them are a few years old, but when I was losing my mind, I was trusting that with each symptom, each prescription handed to me, would garner me a glimpse of relief.

Some of those pills did, some did not, and some made me feel like I was going blind, or various other side effects. I’m not saying don’t do what your physicians recommend doing, but remember, I don’t listen, and now I’m hard of hearing (at least in the left ear: never sneeze with a cotton swab in your left ear, you can pop your ear drum, you know that warning label… yeah you get my point)

That my dear is apparently your job, or your care taker’s job. Who has time for that? Well FIND THE DAMN TIME child, your momma isn’t going to do it for you. This was at the point, where I was taking my health into my own hands and REFUSED to let anyone put me in my grave early, or make me leave my kids when they need me the most, without putting up the biggest damn fight of my life. I was supposed to be dead by February of 2022, I’m still here bitches!

You get diagnosed with something like Early Onset Dementia, and literally you are lucky if you have 4 years left. Mind you, I still may have to relinquish to dementia, but dammit…not yet, not right now, I refuse. I am curious about that MRI though, if I have filled the black deficits in my head or not, or if they are getting worse. I do know one thing, this woman right here…. feels better than she has in years, and here I am writing the story to live forever on the interwebs. If you have found me, there is a reason…. stay tuned!!

So it begins…

After that fateful day of the tornado, I did the one thing that NO ONE ever warns anyone about, especially if you are an asthmatic or allergy sufferer. DO NOT GO OUTSIDE (if at all possible) a few days after a tornado, 3 days is safest to be exact. By this time, you probably have realized, that I don’t listen to many safeguarded warnings anyway, so it would have been lost on me. We had gone outside to review the damages from the tornado. That was a BAD idea to say the least.

I ended up with a severe lung infection right after that. I suffered for months, and we were at a weird point in life, where that was the approaching transition of our healthcare system, and we didn’t have healthcare at that point. I literally was suffering some severe sinus/lung infection from the exposure to all the contaminates that were floating around in the air. Now that we are post-pandemic, my realization that I shouldn’t have ever walked out into that air without an N95 at least to filter some of the contamination would have been smart; but no one was thinking about that at the moment. In fact, even with the most recent tragic events of chemical spills, and fires from industrial warehouses, I’m certain there’s still others out there that don’t consider of safeguarding themselves from the exposures with a mask. (We now despise the thought of those things being on our faces again.) My experience is, they should be in your emergency kits for every purpose from now on, especially if you are a fellow “Mast-er” (Mast Cell Activation Sufferer).

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When I’m referring to contamination, I’m literally saying anything from mold spores on the ground, to random chemicals in neighboring properties mixed with rusts, and various shreds of building materials are now floating particulates waiting to be inhaled. My lungs CONSUMED it all. This in turn, gave me this crazy infection, and then I start breaking out in hives. Weird rashes would pop up when cold and heat hit my skin, when I took a shower, the water hurt my skin similar to a full body tattoo. I recall looking at my husband one morning and asking him, “Why does the water hurt my skin?” When leaving the house, I had to have every inch of my skin covered, in fear that more welts would appear out of nowhere, I was living a literal nightmare. My go to meds were my albuterol inhalers and it took me a month or so before I broke down and drug my husband and I to an urgent care clinic to get antibiotics. He was sick too, but not the sick that I was, his was a minor sinus infection, congestion.

It was important to share that with you, because not only was I under a “Stress response” type situation, unbeknownst to myself, my mast cell activation syndrome became ACTIVATED.

That’s my wonderful awesome cousin on the left, I’m on the right at the height of my illness. My aunt in the back is pulling bunny ear shenanigans. Love them dearly, some of my biggest supporters, the let me enjoy that weekend although I spent much of it sleeping not being able to communicate. This photo means so much to me, the love I received even though I was a shell of myself.

Yes, I’m allergic to bullshit.

If you have found yourself here, you are allergic to the bullshit as well. I’m a mom, an Entrepeneur, a child taxi driver, a Baker, a Manager of life. So far, all I’ve managed about this life is figuring out I have no tolerance for the stupidity and drama of the bullshit that life brings to the table. So, if you’re ready to join me on this journey…. let’s get you started

I’ve chosen some hard roads in life, I’ve survived trauma, I’ve survived abuse, I’ve survived divorce, I’ve survived being a stepmother, and so far, I’m still surviving the remarriage (and happily I might add). Life doesn’t work out the way we like it to, but we have to fight and reach out for the happiness that we want, and you may lose your mind a few million times until you get there, but honey; YOU WILL GET THERE!

So now that you know a little of my backstory, let me introduce you to why I’m here and how I got here. Welcome to my world of mysterious health symptoms and literally losing my mind, almost dying, and coming back from the brink to tell you all my story! I hope that in this blog you will find the ups and downs just as enjoyable as I have and give you hope and love and light along the way.

So grab your coffee or drink of your choice and join me!!! We have shenanigans to get involved in!