Dear Mr.....

Dear Mr.

No offense, but you are not my beer of choice, but since we have tons of you left over from the Yappy Hour, you will make do.

Thanks for keeping me company after a long day of work and people telling your boss they don't really like you. You are also helping me bring my blood pressure down after a tearful conversation with my Mom about my Dad's health. Though, I don't think there are enough of you to ever dull that pain.

I am also hoping that my days with you will be numbered as we try for Baby Dew Attempt #2 soon.

So, Mr. , thanks for hanging out with me until hubby gets home and I drown my sorrows on his shoulder.

Love,

Mrs. Dew

Infertility blows

It's a blizzard in Colorado, which I love. What i do not love is when too much snow piles up on our dish and I lose all TV...this was the case since noon today. Sure, I worked, but I like to have the noise in the background. Without the noise, I am forced to listen to myself.

Today, my head went on and on and on about how annoying infertility is. It complained how how long everything it takes, it complained how my body can't get anything right, the list goes on and on.

It's been almost 15 months now...shouldn't it be time for a break?

So, the moral of today, is to never let your Dish fill with snow....

Snow Day in Denver

This is what we woke up to this morning!

Gracie

Go easy, Gracie Girl. We miss you already.

Love, Auntie Bree

Yappy Hour

So, in the rescue world, we have such a thing as " Yappy Hour"- it consists of a doggie daycare donating their space, someone donating alcohol, and than all of us getting together for a fun evening. Little did we know that there is a specific " Meet Up Group" for just Yappy Hour lovin' people! So, we combined all these aspects and had a great fundraiser on Friday night for our rescue (http://www.bigdogshugepaws.com/)

You know I love to throw a party, so helping organizing this thing was right up my alley. Booze, friends, dogs, good cause and a silent auction is my kind of night! In fact, we had 3 tables of silent auction items! What is even better is that we raised $3250!!!!



That $3250 was greatly needed, so we are all so thankful for all the good people who came to support our gentle giants! I know not everyone loves dogs, but I am glad you love me enough to come! Kari, Regan, Kirby & Me

I am so proud of what BDHPI has become and the nationwide recognition we are getting! This rescue feels good to my soul!

MSA

My mom called today to tell me they were in Denver for a doctor's appt with my Dad's Parkinsons doctor and asked if I wanted to meet them for lunch.

Here is the conversation I was hit with as soon as I sat down:

Dad: "Well, Breezer, good news, I am not dying!"
Me: " That's great news, Dad! Were we worried you were??"
Dad: " Well, I was! The doctor thought I had MSA"
Me: " What the hell is MSA?!!!??"

He and my mom went on to tell me that MSA stands for " Multiple System Atrophy", which is rare and serious side affect of Parkinsons. The explained all of your major organs, like the heart, liver, kidneys begin to atrophy. The prognosis is always death, and an early death at that.

Needless to say my stomach dropped out, and tears came to my eyes. They explained that is why they had been up here for so many tests and MRI's, they of course didn't tell us because they didn't want us to worry.

When I got home, I googeled it. And I can see why the Doc thought Dad had it, the below list continues many, many of his problems.


MSA damages the nervous system, which can cause the following symptoms:

Changes in facial expression
"Mask" appearance to face
May be unable to close mouth
Reduced ability to show facial expressions
Staring
Difficulty chewing or swallowing (occasionally)
Disrupted sleep patterns (especially during rapid eye movement (REM) sleep late at night)
Dizziness or fainting when standing up or after standing still
Frequent falls
Loss of control over bowels or bladder
Loss of fine motor skills
Difficulty eating
Difficulty with any activity that requires small movements
Writing that is small and hard to read
Loss of sweating in any part of the body
Mild decline in mental function (may occur)
Movement difficulties
Loss of balance
Shuffling
Walking pattern (gait) changes
Muscle aches and pains (myalgia)
Muscle rigidity
Difficulty bending arms or legs
Stiffness
Nausea and problems with digestion
Posture difficulties: may be unstable, stooped, or slumped over
Slow movements
Difficulty beginning to walk or starting any voluntary movement
Freezing of movement when the movement is stopped, unable to start moving again
Small steps followed by the need to run to keep balance
Tremors
May become severe enough to interfere with activities
May be worse when tired, excited, or stressed
May occur at rest or at any time
May occur with any action, such as holding a cup or other eating utensils
Finger-thumb rubbing (pill rolling tremor)
Vision changes, decreased or blurred vision
Voice and speech changes
Difficulty speaking
Monotone
Slow speaking
Voice is low volume

Parkinsons is such an ugly disease. I hate that it has forced them to carry this burden for the past two months. I think it is crazy that even though I am 34, and Nik is 32, they still do everytihng they can to protect us...I guess that is what great parents do...protect their babies to the very end...

I love you, Dad!

Top 10 things you didn't know about me:

I thought this was a fun post.....

Did you know this about me?

1. I can wiggle my ears

2. I live in fear, and I mean total fear, of mice and sharks

3. I was part of a Sqaure Dancing club in 6th grade

4. I worked at McDonalds as a teen and ate, everday, a XL fry, 2 hamburgers and a vanilla shake and did not gain one single ounce!

5. I still adore my childhood blankie...go ahead people, admit you do too, you will feel better.

6. I love to look in peoples window as I drive by at night

7. I get mad at myself everyday for having such little patience.

8. I thought I would never, ever, ever, ever get married, and had planned out my single life. Now, I can't imagine Brian not next to me.

9. My Grandpa Dewey only had one eye. I loved it, it terrified all our friends.

10. The best gift I've ever received was a pony, named Andy.

What about you?