Self-care, it’s Tough!


I was chatting with my friend Tina who blogs at Avon365blog, (go check her out!) And I had mentioned how hard I find self-care. I grew up with the attitude that self-care was for the weak, and we can sleep when we’re dead.

Beginning at age 12, my parents gave me a meager allowance, considering, I think it was $25 per month for clothing, and then maybe another $20 a week for everything else. They paid for my food and shelter, and I paid for everything else. EVERYTHING. Although I usually snagged my mom’s menstrual supplies. Now this sounds like a lot of money, especially in the 80s, but I lived in Canada. I had to buy winter boots and coats. I had to buy birthday gifts for friends. I had to pay school fees for yearbooks, etc. So….I worked. I also had endometriosis, and would collapse in pain each month. And I had EDS. My aches and pains were just growing pains. But I kept on. I stayed in school and worked two nights a week and weekends. Kept my A grades. I ignored the pain. I never thought about it. I couldn’t.

This isn’t “oh! I had a terrible life!” This is just how it was.

I’m used to being busy. Sitting still is tough. Watching TV? Why not organize a drawer? Tidy up? Fold laundry?

Sometimes  wonder if that’s why the Universe/God/Flying Spaghetti Monster finally made me slow down and listen. I’m learning how to do this. When I saw the physiotherapist a year and a half ago, while he was talking to me, he was drawing letters on my leg. I had no idea. I was really out of touch with my body. I’m slightly better now. Losing weight has helped. I want to be more in touch now, I’m not in self loathing mode.

Today, my back is really sore. I had fun playing makeup yesterday! It’s fun and relaxing. I’m glad I still can do something. The back of my head is quite sore today, and rain is in the forecast. The weather definitely has something to do with this. Cluster migraines?

My mom asked me a strange question the other day. She asked me if (I presume she was talking about EDS) was progressive. I hadn’t thought about that perception. Whether I just have a series of flares or if my health actually deteriorates. I had thought it was obvious, as I was formerly ‘normal’ (average), but upon further reflection, really it isn’t.  I have gone from working my ass off to bedridden, but there is also the consideration of breakdown of collagen and tissue. For example, my knees – particularly the right, has a breakdown of the meniscus so dramatic that it is ‘gone’. When I walk it is bone on bone and the patella is so loose I walk like a cowboy. My left is also on its way. My wrists and fingers are sore and achy, likely insane carpal tunnel. I’m trying to get in with specialists to actually treat this, but the doctors retire, someone screws something up, this is three years of nonsense. My 100 lbs weight loss has not relieved any pain, in fact, overall, my pain has increased. I finally found a gastroenterologist who had a clue what was wrong with me, and he retired.

So, yeah, I feel it is progressive, in that as structures break down in your body – the collagen containing ones… I guess that’s most of them. Your body is going to start to deteriorate. My elbows are going the way of my knees. My fingers ache all the time. My tablet isn’t always my happy place.

Okay, going to try to play! Have a fun day, Zebra friends! 😘

Friday Morning


I did manage to get a Beauty blog post up for today. I’m pretty pleased with myself. I took the photos when I had a pain respite one day ( I’m having trouble remembering what day it is) and wrote the copy slowly yesterday morning. I slept from 2:00 PM until 9:00, took my medication, looked at my email and futzed around until 11:00 PM.  Then slept until 6:00 this morning.

This morning so far isn’t too bad. My neck and jaw is pretty sore. The back of my head hurts, and I have a headache starting to wrap around my head. I’m so nauseated and dizzy, too. I have wicked bedspins, it’s like being in a standing MRI, or when I had that barium swallow. Instead of just spinning flat, I actually feel like I spin top ways, then sideways. It’s awful. Better lying down, best on my side. I’m probably sleeping so much just to be away from it.

Things are definitely worse when I sit or stand, and get progressively worse the longer I am upright. 

I do feel much better, though. We are keeping an eye on things, and I am not having as much head pain as I was having. My memory and vision are both not really good either, just a bit hazy, but not alarming. That kind of just woke up feeling.

We’re pretty sure I’m not going to die from this, so we will evaluate on Sunday whether we go to the Emergency Room for evaluation. If I keep improving, then we will just try to be low-key and calm for a few weeks. Otherwise we go.

I took some daytime cold medicine this morning, so maybe this is what’s helping.

I have had so much good support through this. When my brain returns, I will thank you properly and link a great article.

Also, two Facebook friends have admitted to reading my adventures. That matters so much to me, you don’t even know. Sometimes I feel I’m passing through this life unnoticed.

Am I having a mid-life crisis on top of everything? 😁

I’ve found, as an adult, maybe I haven’t been so great at choosing friends. The ones I’ve clung to have kicked me, and the ones I’ve dismissed have shown themselves to be the gems. I’m probably not in a good space and haven’t been for a long time. I don’t think it’s something I can fix at the moment. It’s just a musing.

I need to remember I’m in survival mode at the moment and act accordingly.

I have to put things in perspective. Be selfish. Be okay with being selfish. That may be the toughest part.

I was thinking about it. So what if people think I’m an asshole? For the first time in a long time, I like me. I don’t have the time and energy to explain myself to people who don’t understand or listen anyway. I’ve been exhausting myself trying to be wonderful to people who don’t appreciate it anyway. I’m tired. I’m tired of being nice. I’m tired of sending out care packages and getting a half-hearted ‘thanks’. I’m not a grandmother!

Anyway… rant over. I share a birthday with Dennis Miller. It comes naturally. 😂

OK,  Zebra peeps! I’m going to lie really still, because I just moved my neck and it hurts a lot now. Have a great day!



I’m so stressed. Yet it’s mostly self inflicted. I mean, I think the pressure is self inflicted.  Ì ended up sleeping a lot again today. I couldn’t stay awake, and my back and abdomen were just screaming in pain. I must have overdid it yesterday. It’s so irritating that I put on makeup for 20 minutes and it caused me to have to sleep for the day. I’m at a loss as to how to cope because there is just no help available until my doctor appointments unless I go to the hospital. Honestly, what can they do for me? I mean, besides berate me for wasting taxpayers money. Never mind the people going in for sore throats because their doctors office is closed.

My husband is working hours and hours, I haven’t seen him in days. I miss him. I also have to have an uncomfortable conversation with a person because they are doing things that are crossing boundaries and I’m not happy. I’m too exhausted to deal with this. I just want everybody to leave me alone, except the people I don’t want to leave me alone. 😁 yeah, it’s just as bad in here.

I don’t want to sleep my life away.

Hope you’re having a great evening, Zebras! 😘


Just Keep Swimming


I’ve spent the last five days or so sleeping for at least half the day, and I’m still exhausted. I just don’t have the strength nor energy to do many of the things I want to do. I really have to think about what I want to accomplish and where I can spend my energy. If a conversation runs over, so long bath! My daughter had a panic attack this morning and I am pretty much done for.

My husband has this idea in his head that I’m bored. Nothing could be further from the truth! I have lists of things I want to do! I have makeup looks I want to do, books unread and stacked, waiting, crochet projects, movies to be watched, blog posts to write, friends to chat with! As it is, I am busy from morning until night when I have the energy. I can’t seem to convince him, and it makes me so sad.

My neck is so bothersome I just can’t take it. I move wrong and I have intense pain. I don’t know what to do about it. I’m waiting for my doctor appointment in six weeks. Hell, I have pain when I don’t move. I’ve considered going to the hospital, but really, what can they do? My abdomen is also giving me incredible pain. I’ve run out of the higher THC mmj my doc prescribed. I only vaped extra once, so that doesn’t work. I ordered yesterday, so yay.

Good news, I broke 200 lbs! I’m 198 now. I don’t really know how to stop this. I guess I will stop when I’m there? I’m eating what I can, not trying so hard.

Going to try a nap for a couple hours, then try and put a face together, because it’s fun! 😀

Hope you’re having a good day, Zebras!

Exhaustion Takes Over


I have been too tired for words lately. I feel like the exhaustion from my Botox treatments have passed, but I am the kind of tired from not sitting around doing nothing long enough or not sleeping well enough. My CPAP mask has been acting up, I just realized the other night I was spending an awful lot of time fiddling with it while I was supposed to be sleeping. My husband ordered a new one and it arrived today.

This month has been lousy with new makeup releases. I’ve been playing with makeup for so many days! My hands are sore, and I took  some photos today and noticed my eye was drooping in the photo, I was so tired. Yesterday, most of my photos were lousy. It’s hard to look good in a photo when you’re tired and sore. It’s possible, but, it doesn’t happen often.

I think the best thing is for me to put myself on vacation until Monday, April 24. If I feel inspired, I may post, but I’m hoping to sleep, rest my hands and wash my makeup brushes and rejuvenate. I have posts brewing in my head, but they will wait.

I’m getting jumpy. I should go.

Have a good weekend, my Zebra friends! 😘

Drowning in Exhaustion


My migraine finally broke last night, but it’s been flirting around the edges of my brain, threatening to return with one wrong move.

Every day I start out happy and full of promise. With pain, of course, but I have plans for things to do, and stuff I want to accomplish! Soon, though, I’m worn out and wondering how much I can still push through. Trouble is, when I’m trying to take photos of the makeup I’ve accomplished, you can see the pain in my face if I push it too much. I suppose it’s a way of keeping me from too much.

I finally had a full bath today, instead of a sponge bath. It’s been tough to get in there, I’m so cold all the time. I feel better now. It took me ten minutes just to get warm. My lovely daughter babysat. I need help running the bath, and I like someone to stay on the second floor with me, so when I get out, in case I slip they can help. I’ve got such great kids. They don’t complain much.

My husband has been so exhausted lately. I miss him. I could barely speak when he came to bed last night. There are so many things I want to do with him (that too) but I’d like to start with a hug, or putting my head on his chest. I can’t get close enough to him yet. I’m too sore. He’s too stressed. The other day my daughter noticed a pair of my underwear that must have fallen when my husband went to put laundry away. It was kind of near the bed, not really obvious. She handed them to me, to which I cheekily replied, “oh, there those are! Wild night last night!” She’s 15, our bedroom doesn’t have a door and is right next to her bedroom. She gave me the ‘yeah, right’ face. 😂

Okay, trying to catch up with everyone. I’m thinking of you!

Have a wonderful evening, Zebras! 😘



Life is Good!


Isn’t it nice when life isn’t a series of one bone-grindingly painful activity after another? We are on day three of feeling like a regular ninety year old person, instead on a ninety year old war veteran who has had every bone broken and has just been run over by a steam roller. I am getting rather tired, however, I could use a long nap.


Husband brought home some snacks on the weekend. I can have dark chocolate on FODMAP, but the taste is too strong for me. He risked his health bringing me these almonds, as he is allergic. Anaphylaxis allergic. They are such a good snack! They fill me up so well! I’ve been hungry lately. Must be the moving I’m doing.

I’m really tired today. I must have overdone it, even though I tried not to! I had so much fun! Got things done!

That’s all for me today. Maybe more tomorrow, when I’m more awake…

Have a fun day, Zebras! 😘