Maybe I should start wearing pants?

It probably won’t happen, but MAYBE… I should?

As I was getting ready to leave for my doctors appointment last week, I slid a pair of sweats on, and both of my dogs went to the door looking at me expectantly….“Where we going mom??!?!”  Note I did say SWEATS,  as in sweat pants, NOT my shoes, or coat.  The simple act of putting on my pants told my dogs that  I was leaving the house?!?!?!?

dogs at the door

If you are a dog owner you have probably experienced this before when putting on your coat, or shoes, or whatever your “routine” is as you get ready to leave the house.  Admittedly though, I think for most people it is putting on your footwear.  This morning mine did it when they saw my pants in my hand??????

Ok time for a test.  The next day I put my tennis shoes on to walk on the treadmill, and received absolutely NO REACTION from the dogs.  Normally shoes would symbolize that you are getting ready to leave, but literally  NO RESPONSE!!!!!

a dogs life (probably because I wasn’t wearing pants)

Later that afternoon, I remembered that I needed to take the garbage cans to the curb.  I grabbed my sweats, and again BOTH DOGS ran to the front door…..smh  Seriously?!?!?  I literally laughed out loud. 

How do your dogs react when they think you are leaving the house?

MORE Tests….

Do they only do that when I put on sweat pants?  Would they react the same with Jeans or Leggings? Are they doing that because I chose to come out to the living room to put my pants on instead of my bedroom?

After a week of changing variables, I have concluded that when my dogs see me with pants on they think we are going somewhere.  ANY KIND OF PANTS!!! My “poor dogs”.

So now what? Stop taking them with me everywhere so they don’t think they get to leave the house when mom puts clothes on?  dog lifted into the carDo I have to start wearing pants all the time? Or do I just laugh it off and be happy that I am as important to them as they are to me?

The bond animals have with their humans is incredible.  I found another picture this morning of all 5 of my animals, (2 dogs and 3 cats) refusing to leave my bed after I had back surgery a few years ago.  Thing 2 literally had to drag them out of my room to feed them and take them outside to relieve themselves.

D.O.G. Waiting to be lifted into the car….not at all spoiledanimals after surgery (2)

I should probably mention at some point why I don’t wear pants.  Its simple really, I don’t like clothes, BUT ESPECIALLY pants.  The only reasons I wear clothing have to do with warmth and to portray some illusion of modesty.  (Ok I also don’t looking at my belly, which in my opinion makes me look several months pregnant)  Remember, no core muscles?!?  However, I am going to blame MS for this one.  While some areas of my body have lost “feeling”, ( like drop a 500 lb weight on my foot and I wouldn’t flinch), others have become SUPER OVER sensitive.  My left leg is an example of this.  When my pants move against my leg, it feels like bugs are crawling all over it…. EWWWW!  Very creepy!  Not to mention uncomfortable.

The second reason I blame MS, is bladder and bowel urgency.  I have rushed to the bathroom too many times to count and “not made it” just because of my inability to remove my bottoms quickly enough, so you see it’s easier to just not wear any, at least that’s what I will keep telling myself until the next embarrassing or “questionable” thing happens …. like my kids bringing friends home unannounced and yelling, “Mom?!?!?  ARE YOU WEARING CLOTHES?!?!?”…. smh.

I am sure my dogs will survive just as my kids did, but in the meantime I chuckle.  I hope you did too!

 

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A day of Needles

Today’s day as a “professional patient” consisted of Needles.  Actually not lots of needles, only two, but for me TWO IS TOO MANY!!!!  First Stop this morning was PTNS or Percutaneous Tibial Nerve Stimulation for those of you that like BIG SCARY WORDS.  The purpose?  To help with Bladder Incontinence.  While it does help, it doesn’t FIX IT, at least for me.  Considering the options for Incontinence Treatments, other than taking yet ANOTHER PHARMACEUTICAL DRUG, or having another surgery, this one is not too bad and it is only for one half hour a month with an acupuncture type needle.  I will take it.

Percutaneous Tibial Nerve Stimulation Video

After that was done, I got to visit with the “Vampires” (blood thirsty blood drawers that they are)…. but yah only one stick this time!!!!

They wouldn’t let me take a picture of the blood draw…silly Hipaa laws…. It is still my body isn’t it?   (For anyone reading this that is not from the US, Hipaa is another example of all the ridiculous laws we have in the United States……

All in all not a bad day, and to be honest, I wanted to see how adding a video on wordpress worked.  If anyone clicks on it, can you tell me what you think?  I’m always trying to learn new things.  On that note, Have a great weekend everyone! 🙂

Trying to find “Joy” (inside joke)

We have a 10 year plus old whirlpool tub that has a “hand held jet” to help you reach the spots you can’t position yourself in front of to feel the pulse.  Anyway the massaging part popped off, and Einstein won’t let me glue it back on, BUT he said I could buy a replacement for his tub,….. if I could find one.

That was my agenda for the day.  (Oh and a test video chat with zoom today at 12:30 p.m.) Thankfully, I had the company of an awesome friend to accompany me along on my errands.  To keep her identity personal we will call her “Joy” for the time being. So my friend “Joy” showed up (a little late as usual), but that’s ok, because I already new it was going to be a multi store experience and company was good…. NOTHING IS EVER SIMPLE!!!

We left for the mall a little before 9.  Who knew they didn’t open until 10?  😦  That’s ok, we could walk the mall to fit in my mile walk today.  We did!… It was actually kind of relaxing until a 90 year old man flew by us without so much as a hair out of place.  Yes I instantly felt 100 years old.  Can you be going through menopause at 44?... I just snarled at him (under my breath) and kept plugging and sweating along.

Finally 10 o’clock rolled around, and Sears opened.  I’m thinking Sears has everything, they will be able to help (when I was a kid, you always called Sears).  We had to walk through the entire store before we were finally directed to the “expert”. ( Over 13 hills, through mountains and a river even)  But the “expert” was no expert.  I will share his name though.  It is Don.  Don the NON expert.  But that’s okay….. Don had an expert to send us to.  ON THE OTHER SIDE OF TOWN ( you know the part that you never go into after dark, let alone daylight?  YEP THAT PART OF TOWN)

“Joy” decided that she was up for the adventure so we headed out to find the new god of hand held spa jets.….Let me just say…it was a complete and utter DEAD END.  They didn’t carry parts for “bathtub type whirlpools”  at least I think that’s what they said.  Either way no help and no redirection…. Oh well tomorrow’s a new day and I still have to stock up at Sam’s club before my membership expires next month.  (honestly I had to pee and didn’t feel comfortable dropping my pants there)

“Joy” and I quickly (but of course safely, following all appropriate speed limit laws, etc) headed out the door and back to the first side of town.  YAH!…Sam’s club was simple.  Einstein had given me his credit card to pick up $200.00 in alcohol (for the imaginary new year’s party that we are FINALLY going to have).  I ran into some dear friends that I went to high school with, did the FAST “tell me all about your life in under 15 minutes”, add me on Facebook ( oh shit I have a new one), and let’s get together after the holidays thing.  FTR I really hope this happens!!!  I spent $193.18 and even got some granola and bananas in the process.  YAH under budget!!!! AND most importantly I made it to the bathroom in time….BONUS YAH!!!

I had run out of coffee at this point so I offered to buy “Joy” lunch for letting me DRAG her along.  She “milked” my guilt, and said that she wanted to go to a very expensive hibachi grill in the area, I thought about it for about 1/2 a second ( I did have Einstein’s credit card), and then took her to McDonald’s.  On the way back to my house, I did pull in the parking lot of the famous hibachi grill so she could eat her lunch there.  So I did try….

Clock check…. holy shit it’s 12:00, MAYBE we could pop in Great Escape very quickly to see if they could help us.  (It takes me 4 hours to walk a mile though remember?), but we could try…. besides I had to pee AGAIN, so off we went.  As I did the “I HAVE TO FRICKING PEE NOW” potty dance I tossed the bag to the guys behind the counter… (Maybe I even threw it?)…no no I’m sure I tossed it gently as I nearly screamed, “I have to pee, can you look at that, and where’s the BATHROOM?!?!?!?”

I won’t bore you with those details, but yah mission accomplished….( well the making it to the bathroom part.)  When we went back to the counter 4 guys were standing there just kind of staring at us.  ( probably still in shock at my entrance), but they hadn’t even looked in the bag.  When I asked if they could help us, they said, “Well what is it?”  OMG are you fricking kidding me?!?!?  Seriously hasn’t anyone seen a handheld whirlpool tub jet?!?!? (I posted the picture above if you haven’t)  Feeling my frustration, my friend “Joy” blurted out, “IT’S A VIBRATOR”.  Well THAT got their attention.  No help from them, but definitely their attention….and then we were out of time.

I raced ( again very safely, following all posted speed limits) home with 5 minutes to spare for my video call.  (Crap did I shower this morning?!?!?) No matter, it was happening anyway.

12:30pm.  ZOOM is awesome!  Similar to skype but I think more advanced.  My call was with a fellow blogger offering advice on setting up your blog for monetizing and increasing traffic to your site. (I’m not ready for that at this point, but maybe sometime in the future)  Either way she was very helpful and knowledge, and we had a great “chat”.  I’m waiting for her to let me know if I can use her link in my post, so I will add it tomorrow if she allows me too. (damn time difference and personal lives)  She is very helpful and has set up a fb group on blogging too.  UPDATE… I talked to her, and she said “cool”  so here is her link, if you want to join the group or connect.  Sophie is awesome!   Bloggers going pro facebook group .

As for my hand held whirlpool tub jet, I am at a dead end for the night.  I have no model or serial number, just a broken jet.  BUT, I had a fantastic, and somewhat productive day!! “Joy” listened to me whine about my empty nest syndrome, and every other adhd topic that came to mind….maybe I do owe her a REAL “very expensive hibachi grill in the area” for lunch after all ?!?!  Maybe a dinner too?

If I didn’t bore you, or put you to sleep and you are still reading….THANK YOU!!!  I needed this kind of day with this kind of friend ( the one who you aren’t sure who is the bad influence) to remind me that I am more than a mother, more than ms, and it’s ok to have some down days.  (ty to those that commented on my post the other night)

Okay no cliche’s tonight.  Have a wonderful evening everyone! I hope I didn’t “overshare”.  ( I am working on a “disclaimer” for the website, but I don’t think “I have no filter” is enough)  In fact, since the 4th person has recommended that I made a video or video blog, I am thinking of giving that a try in the upcoming weeks… so much to learn…..

Not a total loss

I meant to post this yesterday……

I went to bed last night looking forward to today.  I even laughed when I realized I was looking forward to a Monday.  Who does that?!?!?  I was looking forward to it because I don’t have any doctor appointments today.  The weather is supposed to be great.  I have a new laptop and I was going to spend more time learning about wordpress.  YAH Good day!

And then I woke up SOAKED in my own urine.  I mean soaked.  Not just me, all of my blankets, my clothes, even some on my pillow…..ARGH!!!   My first thoughts are SON OF A BITCH! SERIOUSLY?!?!? WTF?!?!? There goes my day!!!!  If I can find a dry spot this is where I am spending my day.

And then I remember my dogs are here.  So I drag my ass out of bed, throw my nightgown in the mess, Depends in the trash and head to the toilet.  Oh yeah that’s right, I’m supposed to track my input and output today. Gggggrrrr where is that nurses hat?!?!?  Damn I need coffee.

I find the nurses hat, 500 cc’s check and head down the hall to let the dogs out and feed them.  I hit the button on the coffee maker, throw a towel on my chair and sit.  ☹

My thoughts are racing, my moods are swinging, so I sit.  As I wait for the coffee to finish, I look at my legs.  The bruising and road rash from my latest fall are starting to fade hmmm well that’s a plus.

I close my eyes and take a deep breath, SEVERAL actually.  Now what?

I open up a blank page in word and start typing.  (^^^^^)

Yah coffee is starting to kick in, dogs have been fed, a message from my youngest popped up in messenger “ I love you, Mom”, and I realize my anger is starting to fade a bit.  My thoughts are still racing, but they are starting to change.  Hey dumb ass, quit feeling sorry for yourself.  It’s only 8:30.

You have managed to get out of bed.  The dogs are fed.  You do have a washing machine.  I even chuckle about that (I will explain later) Start thinking about how you are going to save this day. This isn’t the first time it’s happened.  A light bulb clicks on….I think I know what I am going to write about today.  But first,

I’m going to finish my coffee, smoke another cigarette, take a shower, brush my teeth and start some laundry.  Close word, sign off the computer and go.  I WILL be back.