Sep 05, 2010
Slepted really well last night. Up and walking the dogs solo about 7:30am as dh bike riding. Beautiful and cool. Kids slept in until 9am. One of the kids had fallen asleep before dinner last night and booked a total of 15 hrs of sleep!
When I got up from bed I remember thinking that everything felt "normal". No numbness, no humming, no nothing unusual. Honestly even the mild numbness that I get is probably better than most people feel when they get up most mornings. There are so many chronic medical issues people face daily and just old age added into the mix and you have a lot of people who don't feel so good when they first get up in the morning. I am feeling great but thinking about those that don't.
Dh back home and out the door by 9:15 to teach sunday school. The kids will be heading to church later tonight. The major part of the day was focused on cleaning house. Not cleaning as in washing things but cleaning out closets, drawers, cabinets. You collect stuff living in a house a dozen years and now is the time to shift through it. The kids are actually really getting into it. One commented that it was a mystery why something was kept so long. It's a good habit to get into, cleaning things out. It keeps the order and the clutter down. Besides if we are not using it, someone else can.
Around 2pm my shoulders are tight from sorting through stuff and I need to take a break. Into the pool I go. Ah, what a glorious day it is. The sun is out with just a few clouds. Maybe in the low 90's? The water is cooler than I expect but as usual I get use to it quickly. I watch the sun go behind a cloud momentarily and think that that is how God is. Always there but sometimes it's not so obvious. Just b/c you can't see it doesn't mean it's not there and just b/c you don't believe it doesn't mean it's not there. What I believe isn't something that I know in my head, I know it in my heart, my soul, my everything. You cannot, absolutely cannot be a Christian without having a personal relationship with God/Spirit/Son. Once you have that relationship you cannot not believe or deny it. It's there like the sun in the sky. I cannot say I am able to explain it very well to others but I can tell them about my personal relationship.
Dinner was in three different places. The kids at youth, the dh at gg's and me at home. I ran to the grocery and was doing odds and ends and home while the rest of the family was out and about. They came home around 8:40pm. The dh and I had made a quick call which resulted in me throwing my head forward at some point in the conversation which then produced that evil electical sensation. Ugh, didn't like that at all. Gotta be more careful.
While I was preparing for my nightly shot the kids decided they wanted to watch. We gathered in the dining room and I showed them how to put the auto injector together. Both kids were squimish but watch the whole time. They both seemed very interested in seeing the needle of the syringe after it was all over. I injected myself in my left thigh with no feeling of the needle going in. The same old burn/heat then soreness came quickly after the injection however. Hardly a mark on the skin though and within 45 minutes it all felt fine. The dh and I marveled at how much medicine is injected into the skin through the tiny needle of the syringe in such a short amount of time. It's amazing.
Bedtime for me was 10:30pm with everyone else still up when I hit the sack. It wasn't hard to drift off as it had been a long day with a lot accomplished. In spite of MS making most people tired a lot of the time, it just hasn't effected me that way. I try not to push myself too hard now like I use to. The copaxone is suppose to help with fatigue as well so I guess that means that for now anyway, I should be okay on the energy front.