A Post A Day APAD Day 21 Grandma is my name

My favorite name is Grandma

Of all the things I have been called, I think Grandma is my favorite! Don’t get me wrong, I LOVED being called Mommy, but it wasn’t long that Mommy lasted. At least not in the cute endearing way it sounds the first time it comes out of your child’s mouth. Now when I am called mommy, its usually a sarcastic response from me asking (parenting) Einstein or my parents if they remembered to do something.

Yep Grandma is my favorite. To be honest it’s really not even the word Grandma. It’s the gleam in the boys eyes when they see me. It’s the arms that are raised as high as possible asking me to pick them up or hold them. The fingers that find there way into mine when we are going to try something new that MIGHT be a little frightening. Overall its the warm fuzzy feeling that radiates from my entire body….all because I am a Grandma!

This is how we spent a good portion of the evening last night, and I hope for many more hours of this before I go home next week…so I’m off for now!

A post a day APAD Day 20 Up in the Air again?

Leaving on a jet plane

At the end of March 2020, just as the world began to lose it’s fucking mind because of Covid, Thing One, her husband, and my twin grandsons moved to Colorado. (that’s another story for another time though) From that time, until May of last year, I have been flying or driving (mostly flying) to Colorado every 6 weeks to see them. The last time I was there was for Halloween last year. I was supposed to go again the 2nd week of December, but at the last minute decided to try to cut the tip of my finger off. ( Again another story for another time. )

When this post goes live, I SHOULD be on the airplane on my way to Colorado. Please cross your fingers all is going well!

As much as I have been traveling, you would think I would be a pro at it by now. The only things I can almost guarantee about the day is that:

  1. It will be a long one
  2. the rules will have changed from yesterday
  3. the waiting times will be enormous
  4. some one some where will cause a scene about something
  5. it will be different from my last flight
  6. I am sure that I will be using YAIS

Update**** on the ground safely. Truly the best travel day I have had in a long time. Not one instance of yais. Two infants that slept the whole flight. Almost no lines for anything. In The fact the only thing I was correct about is that it will be a long day and it would be different than my last flight

A post a day APAD Day 13 365 days of pictures

365 days of pictures

No I am not starting another challenge! I am taking a minute to appreciate a seemingly small gesture, that in fact is not small at all.

Several years ago, Thing One had an idea to post a random picture from her day everyday on her Facebook page. I absolutely loved it! They aren’t kidding when they say a picture is worth a thousand words. I didn’t realize how much I looked forward to the pictures each day until I was trying to fall asleep one night and keep thinking maybe I had forgotten something. Was the stove on? Were the doors locked? And then I realized I was missing the “connection” I had with her each day through those pictures.

By the end of the year, after posting a picture every single day, she swore she would never do that again. It was just too much work to remember or to plan.

After my grandsons were born, Thing One had to be a stay at home mom. That first year was quite a change for her. Before having children she was always OUT, either working or hanging out with one of her many friends. And she was Crazy Organized. If you have children, you probably know that the first year is can be pretty rough. Organization can become a thing of the past. It’s also easy to “lose yourself” as you try to balance being a mother and well someone who is not a mother. In an effort to help her provide some “structure” (and for completely selfish reasons) , I suggested that she do a picture a day again. Not only would that let me be more involved without being more involved, but it could provide something consistent for her every day and she could actually SEE that she was still growing and hadn’t lost herself.

She chose to take and share a picture of the boys each day. Yay me!!!! (yes I downloaded and saved all of them) After doing it everyday for a year again, she was worn out. It had become WORK. I was sad to see her stop posting, but I get not adding more to an already full plate. She took the next year off from posting everyday. I really missed those pictures!!!!! But the really cool part is that I was not the only one. Friends and family constantly harrassed her to start posting again. (I didn’t say a word!!!!!)

She is posting again this year!!!!! and now you know where my idea to post everyday came from. I told myself that I would be showing her support (misery loves company?) and that I too could use a tiny bit of consistency in my life as well. LOL I’m only two weeks into the new year and there have been a couple moments that it has felt like work.

I need to do this FOR ME. I have let myself become so overwhelmed taking care of everyone else, that I have neglected myself both mentally and physically. I do enjoy writing, but even more I love that someone cares enough to listen to what I have to say. I love reading and responding to comments. So while posting something every day can become work, I am trying to focus on the positives. Getting up and showing up every day!

Thank you for showing up too!

On second thought….

About a week ago, I wrote a post called “saying goodbye“. My credit card was billed $94.00 for a word press subscription that I wasn’t using, so I figured it was a good time to cancel. After posting said post, several of the friends I have made on WP advised me that WP had free version and I would only need to pay $18.00 a year to keep my domain name msgracefulnot.com. Hmmm ok that I could do, so I took down the Saying goodbye post, cancelled the paid subscription, and here I am.

Thank you again to those of you that reached out to me!!!!!

Why I stopped using Word press

For the greater part of last year, I made the conscious choice to avoid social media as much as possible. My personal plate was full and I couldn’t deal with all the negativity, fear, and hate being passed around between people. I saw sides of people that I could not imagine they were capable of, so after writing, Say what you mean, and mean what you say, I pretty much “disappeared.”

When I created my blog, my original intention was to provide PROOF that with the right amount of determination, creativity, and humor you can survive almost anything.  I wanted to help anyone that was feeling alone or overwhelmed with their lives, to see that they were not alone.  I believe that on many occasions I did that.

  1. I have written about  being diagnosed with Multiple Sclerosis. 
  2. I’ve written about choosing a disease modifying therapy.
  3. I’ve written about how insurance companies like to “play doctor”.
  4. I’ve written about my children and not winning the mother of the year award.
  5. I’ve talked about air travel with MS.
  6. I’ve talked about Train travel in a wheelchair.  and the importance of knowing your equipment and your limits.
  7. I’ve talked about being full of shit.
  8. I’ve shared some of the treatments for bladder incontinence and urge incontinence due to MS.
  9. I’ve shared some of my most painful moments.  (Mentally and physically)
  10. I’ve shared some of my happiest moments.

I mentioned earlier that I’ve had a full plate this year, but I’ve not been at all specific. There are multiple reasons for this.

In some instances, the stories I want to share, are not entirely mine to tell. For example, both of my parents are going through life changing medical issues. I can tell you how it’s been affecting me, but I’m not sure how much is TOO much to share. I’m still working on this.

Another reason for the vagueness is because the “jury is still out” about many of my health issues. While I can share what I have been experiencing, and why I’ve been doing what I have been doing, I still don’t know if my decisions were the right ones to make, so I don’t want to lead anyone astray if they are dealing with anything similar. I will work on this as well.

In the meantime, I would like to reintroduce myself, and invite you back into my world. If you are joining me for the first time, my About Me page, is a good place to start. (I wrote it a year ago, but I believe most things still apply.)

When I thought I was leaving wordpress, I was trying to think of a way to “go out with a bang.” I began creating a “contest” to attempt to draw everyone in, one more time. It has occurred to me, that I can use the same contest to “Come in with a bang”, or “get back in the saddle if you will.” Giving away prizes, opens the door to discussing some of the positive things that I have been doing over the last year as well.

On Wednesday, September 2nd at 9 am Central Time, I will post a list of questions about myself, or things I have written about in this blog. I do believe that most of the questions can be answered by reading the posts that I have linked above. (if not THESE posts specifically, the answers will still be available within my website) The prizes will go to the first two people that post the most correct answers to my questions in the post “How graceful are you?” in the comments section of that post no earlier than Monday September 7th @ 9 am central time and no later than 3 pm Central time of the same day.

I hope you will all participate. See you soon!

Bathroom issues of a new variety…

If you have spent ANY time around me, you know that I have many, many bathroom issues/stories.

I ALWAYS have to know where all the bathrooms are everywhere.

I may not be able to tell you the name of the street we are on, but I can almost guarantee you that I can tell you the names of most of the businesses that have a public restroom AND where it is located.

I’ve made friends in bathrooms.

I’ve been in a couple of fights in bathrooms.

I’ve also broken up fights in bathrooms.

I’ve ….maybe you don’t need to know EVERYTHING I’ve done in the bathroom.

Anyway,  I’d like to tell you about my latest ‘bathroom adventure’ for no reason other than I hope to make you smile, maybe even chuckle a little.

Setting the stage:

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As you may know I am current in a wheelchair.

Because it is hopefully not a permanent situation, I have been lax about buying or building a Ramp to cross the 3 inch drop into my bathroom.

 

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As you can see, the toilet is a long long way from the door.

In the beginning of my “adaptation”, I would park my wheelchair at the door, then use crutches to make it across the floor to the toilet.

That worked fine until the one day, I slipped….

(I’ve fallen and I  can’t get up)

So NOW I have a second wheelchair parked IN the bathroom.

 

 

To recap, I wheel my primary chair to the door.

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I Carefully put on the wheelchair brakes and switch to the 2nd wheelchair, and go from there.  ( Yes there is a story in there too, but I digress)

Simple enough right?

 

Sure……….. until you add more characters to the story.

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The other day, I was playing with my grandsons in the living room, when my body decided it URGENTLY needed to use the facilities.  I quickly wheeled to the bathroom, did the quick wheelchair swap, and made it to the toilet, JUST IN TIME.

As I let out the breath I had been holding I hear 2 sets of pitter patter coming my way.  Oh shit, the boys don’t know how to do steps yet and I know from past experience NOTHING will keep them away from Grandma.

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Danny was the first to navigate around the wheelchair and promptly FACE PLANT onto the floor.  OH the SCREAMING!  Which immediately caused Joey to begin Wailing as well, even though he hadn’t even attempted he step yet.

From where I was sitting, (literally) there did not appear to be any blood, but I couldn’t move to be sure.  I needed to coax them both into coming in further.

Travel size Kleenex packages to the rescue!  I quickly tore open an 8 pack that lives in a box next to my “throne”, and began crinkling the packages.  Thankfully THAT, and a drawer full of pads did it!

While I was examining Danny’s face for injury, he decided that he also wanted to be on the throne, as did his brother.

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Quite the family affair, don’t you think?

As we all SAT there, I was so grateful that my bathroom was one of the first rooms I baby-proofed. Although it wasn’t the most thorough cleaning ever, I was able to swifer the bathroom floor before the boys came.

I feel like I should put in a disclaimer here that unlike my story So I did a thing, where I glued myself to the bathroom floor, no one was actually injured during the making of this story.  SMH

Thank you for taking the time to stop by today.  Hopefully I made you chuckle a bit, or at the very least smile.