Monthly Archives: December 2010

TAI CHI FOR ARTHRITIS

This magically (okay… I told google to send it to me so MAGICALLY might be a stretch…) showed up as a link in my email today.  I am still determined to find a Tai Chi class somewhere that I like so I can learn this along with Yoga.  My Rheumatologist says that some of the best things I can do for myself (other than giving myself a break and not beating myself up quite as much… go figure…) is to do both Yoga (Hi Bea… I’m looking SO much forward to January 13th… signed up already) and Tai Chi.  I am still looking for a nice gentle class that I like… I will find one.

By: Dave Gordon

The ancient Chinese martial art of Tai Chi may provide physical and emotional relief for people suffering from arthritis. Taking classes twice a week for two months helped people with osteoarthritis, rheumatoid arthritis and fibromyalgia feel better and move more easily. It reduced pain, stiffness and fatigue, and improved balance. Tai Chi involves slow, gentle movements along with deep breathing and relaxation to build strength and flexibility. Participants who took the classes felt better, improved their sense of wellbeing and slept better. The study was funded in part by the Arthritis Foundation and the U.S. Centers for Disease Control and Prevention, and was presented at the annual scientific meeting of the American College of Rheumatology in Atlanta.

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Trucks Smiling in Traffic

Okay, so I’m easily entertained… it pays off sometimes. I have been noticing the last few days (since I have actually been paying attention to traffic for traffic sake and not just getting to work) that the designers of pickup … Continue reading

Posting Every Day in 2011

I’ve decided I want to blog more. Rather than just thinking about doing it, I’m starting right now.  I will be posting on this blog once a day for all of 2011.

I know it won’t be easy, but it might be fun, inspiring, awesome and wonderful. Therefore I’m promising to make use of The DailyPost, and the community of other bloggers with similiar goals, to help me along the way, including asking for help when I need it and encouraging others when I can.

If you already read my blog, I hope you’ll encourage me with comments and likes, and good will along the way.

Some will be aimless rambling (yes, I know those are the ones that some like best) some are more along the lines of useful information.  Make ample use of the categories …. I will be making some functional changes to the blog to make this a bit easier…

Wish me luck… this may be the start of what I’m really meant to be doing.

Signed,

April

Girls Day Out

I’m not entirely sure I like the day after Christmas shopping… it is… kind of… nutsy.  Parking is a nightmare.  People are crazy.  Lines are horrendous… and it was probably one of the best days I have ever spent.

Amandya didn’t ACTUALLY get up for my 5:30 Walmart excursion.  She didn’t ACTUALLY make it out of bed until almost 11:00.

She wasn’t thrilled about getting out of the house.  She doesn’t really “do” people even on a good day and she has been a bit on the moody side the last few days.  But I knew getting out would do her good… and she had several gift cards and Christmas cach that needed using so off we went.

Rue 21 at the outlets she got T-shirts

Disney store at the outlets I got a double Dry technical shirt with mickey on the sleeve.

Journey… socks

off to Target to see if I could find the Disney CD for half of… and of course by after noon it was all gone.  sigh…

Barnes and Nobel… calendar and journal… and a for dummies book for the squirrel…

Walmart (again?  yeah, different one) so she could buy herself a mini-fridge and I FOUND MY SOAPS!!! wooohoo… I didn’t think I was going to find them but I did.  and another doggy toy for peanut.  On our way back to the car, Squirrely was trying to conserve energy (yeah… she’s a little nut) and hopped on the front of the cart and I pushed her butt to the far end of the parking lot, up hill, laughing the whole way.

It really was a girls day out.  Adam was playing WOW and Runescape (something about a crab hat that has a santa hat on it… not TOTALLY sure… ) and Bear, Ron and Angela stayed home hanging.  Bear took down all of the outside Christmas decorations so they don’t get wet again… sliced open his finger and really made a mess of it all… but they are away and the yard looks naked… sigh…

Pizza for dinner. and now just… hanging out… watching Gandalf the Gray getting snowed on.

A decidedly wonderful day.

I never claimed to be smart

It’s 5:30 the morning after Christmas.  I’m sitting in the car in Walmart parking lot.  It is 30 degrees and the radio music is back to “mormal” (no more Christmas music). Found out that Walmart doesnt open till 6 so i figured i would catch up with this.  I love my phone.
The cars, most of them anyway, are frost covered… And I have on my Vibrams hairless hobbit shoes.  Not really smart probably.
Yesterday was Christmas.  Adam was up early for a change and prowling for people to be up to open stuff. I havecalways had kids who sleep in even on Christmas so this was really novel. 
I figured out early on that i really dont want to lift and carry a turkey ehen my back still hurts.  I busted my but most of the day fixing dinner and it turned out really well.  Angie even thanked me for dinner.  That made me smile. 
After dinner at our house I sat down and watched my mom stream video from Christmas dinner at her house (actually my brother’s apartment).  All of a sudden I am a big fan of Ustream.  It was wonderful to be able to be a fly on the wall at home and to vicariously be there with them.  Trooper was a character as always.  Amandya got to see that her favorite uncle looks very down when she isnt there to keep him animated.  Adam got mooned by Billy snd Trooper and wished Merry Christmas.    It was really wonderful and it was really hard because it reminded me that we are half a country away.  I wouldnt have traded it for anything.
And the pager didnt go off once… It is all mine for two long weeks and it has been blissfully quiet so far.
Now… It is almost time to go try to fight the other loonies for soap and hand cream… I must be crazy.

Aspergers Syndrome

Destiny…

I am the aunt of an incredible little girl… okay okay… she is a teenager and she will always be a little girl in brain… even though she is as tall as I am… get over it.  She really is her mother’s destiny.  Bless her beautiful person-hood… she is a wonderful girl.

A lot of people can’t get far enough through the Destiny-ness to learn just how wonderful she is.  She can be loud.  She is very direct… very direct.  She lives in a very black and white world (although, her world is very colorful) if you get what I mean.  She knows things… good heavens that child knows more about more things than I could ever hope to keep from leaking out of my brain.  We had the most animated discussion on capybara while we were home for Thanksgiving.  I think I surprised her by having seen one live (or mostly live… it was dying from rabies at the time).  Don’t know what they are?  Look them up.  They are fascinating creatures… they irritate the crap out of Bichons.

She has her idiosyncrasies (but, lord, don’t we all).  People, I know, have to make fun of her because some of hers are a bit visible.  I wish more people could get past the painfully obvious and take a chance on getting to know her.  She is one awesome chick.

I found out that they have finally been able to put a label on what she “has”.  Anyone who has stuck around nearby me for any length of time and not run screaming from the room knows that I am not a big fan of labels.   Yeah, I know… big shock, isn’t it.  But sometimes, a well placed label can make you stop… think… and go… OH… okay, I get it… And it can help you to stop, and think, the next time you are dealing with someone with a similar label (or the same person if you are lucky enough to have one in your life…) and take just a few extra minutes to help them to fit better in their own world.

What have I learned about what Destiny’s world is like?  The following is a really interesting analogy (maybe because I am a cube dweller) on what life is like in Des’s brain…  compared to a “normal” brain.  The website it’s from (Hover over the title) is Weird not Stupid

What is Asperger’s Syndrome?

 

In order to better understand Aspergers Syndrome, an analogy can be used. Imagine an office containing several cubicles and a hallway down the centre. This represents the two hemispheres of the brain. In the majority of the population, information flows freely between the cubicles on either side of each other as well as with the cubicles on the other side of the hall (exchanging of information from the left side of the brain to the right side and vise versa). In this scenario, each cubicle has a working computer, fax machine, telephone, filing cabinet and bulletin board as well as the ability for each worker to step into another cubicle to talk to a co-worker. That is how information flows in most people’s brains.

In someone with Non-verbal Learning Disorder or Asperger’s, and in some cases of Autism, the office is there, all the workers are there and the information is there as well. The difference is that some of the cubicles don’t have phones, but have fax machines instead. Some of them don’t have e-mail, but have information on that computer. Some of them can only fax their information, which is on paper in a filing cabinet that is not in alphabetical order, but rather in chronological order. 35% of them have boxes stacked up in front of their cubicles, so they can’t get out. That means not only does it take longer to find information, but it also takes longer to compile it, process it and transfer it to the place that it is needed. Add to that the fact that each person has more than one boss, giving them different objectives. If you worked in an office like that, you would dread going to work everyday. That’s why it’s important for us to change some of the things we do to make it more bearable for someone with Asperger’s.

 

Also on this website is a bunch of characteristics of someone with Asperger’s… again… it made me go OH… okay…

Now… my next goal (Wait for it… wait for it… here comes another flag to have in the air) is to start writing letters to this precious person so I can be as much in her life as I possibly can.

Happy Sunday

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Christmas Stockings…

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Okay… first, let me thank Kaitlin of Kaitlin’s Cauze for pushing me gently down this road.  I am actively chasing a purple hoody that is the prize for her ongoing trivia contest.  Her blog is here… Mostly she is all … Continue reading

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It’s my pity party… get over it

It’s a crappy day.  It is going to be a crappy day… it has been a crappy day since yesterday afternoon.  Deal with it.  I will get over it… you can enjoy the party with me or you can ignore … Continue reading

Getting Back to Getting Going…

This morning I woke up early.  I have been kicking myself for not getting my butt moving.  I will never be able to move fast enough in February to finish my half.  So I figured I was up anyway and I might as well start today again…
So out I go.  It was 34 degrees… Podrunner was my company…  2 and a half miles in half an hour… Cool down and stretch… Even did sun salutations at 4:45 (go yoga).  Trying to get warm feet ever since but it felt so good… And nothing is hurting right now…

Fingerless Gloves

I’ve always loved the look of the Bob Cratchit look in hand wear…

His were totally way better looking… they were gray and had the lived in look… these are, interestingly enough, breast cancer support pink and were half of a two pack… the other pair (the actual fingerless gloves pair) was striped white and pink and purple (go purple) and gray… this pair was actually the pair that HAD fingers… but you know what… my knuckles really kind of ache in stupid places… places that the “right” pair of gloves doesn’t quite cover… at least they do sometimes.  So I sat around and looked at the gloves and thought… you know I think if you cut these things you can doctor them enough to make longer fingered fingerless gloves… They are probably still too long… Typing in them isn’t so easy…  but they worked today while my hands hurt… until they warmed up… and the cuffs (go go gadget dead guy in my arm) are just a scooch longer… so it helps just enough of my wrists to really help ease the aching.

Where did I manage to find these wonderful things?

K-MART!  Naturally, they don’t actually have a K-mart anywhere nearby… and Walmart here is the “I’m mister green christmas” land… still only has the ones with full fingers and the aren’t as long in the wrist as the full fingered ones of these… so I stocked up on my recent trip home.  Best yet… Black Friday means they were WAY cheaper than usual… so I totally stocked up.

So now I have a half dozen colors of fingerless gloves.  Lots of black fingered ones that I can alter…

I get made fun of… Gotta love the ridicule that lasts throughout the lifetime of some people… but you know what… I have rarely taken most people’s opinion seriously… And despite the fact that Stacy and Clinton would highly frown on my choices… Right now, I care about the fact that my joints don’t like the cold so much and even on a good day my fingers and toes are cold (which my Rheumatologist tried to explain to me… but all I managed to get out of the conversation is I shouldn’t worry while it isn’t NORMAL, it is kind of normal).

So… there it is… my fingers are happier… and if I can bring laughter to people who don’t care and don’t get it… at least they are happier