Barking Like a Seal


So, last night I got a wonderful call and my most little brother, who is actually much bigger than me but considerably younger, is coming up to visit. No special reason that I know of, but it is nice. I will get to see all the girls too! So, of course everyone wakes up this morning coughing and sounding like barking seals.

Ain’t nobody got time for that! Insert Sweet Brown remix here.

Anyway, if nothing else the house will get a good dusting & vacuum, Even though I am allergic to cats, Pixie is really, really allergic so I need to try and de-Mama the house lol

She has been spending her days lounging on either the couches or the princess chairs and while I know the rule was supposed to be ‘no animals’ on the furniture, it had to be modified to ‘No Dogs’. Otherwise, the boys wouldn’t be allowed to sit on the couches either, and to be honest, everyone is too afraid of Mama to make her move.

This spring will make her about 24 giver or take a few- years old, I think- if the vets were correct when we first got her. Or she got us. But they said she was between 8 and 10 years old then and that was 2001, when she wandered up and dumped kittens on us. I wouldn’t trade her for anything though and I am glad she is as remarkably healthy as she is.

Boy, I really got off track there! So, with visitors coming, I am fairly certain they don’t know about the Menier’s yet, so I suppose we need to have a little talk. Joy, I am just so much better on paper, talking- not so much.

Which makes me come off as rude. Which I am not trying to be, but with my hearing working like an on/off switch, phone conversations are interesting and pretty annoying on my end.

Yes, I am well aware of the relay service I could get. But, I don’t want to do that. Just like I have a really handy, dandy walking stick that is customized for me and how I walk and while it makes a world a difference in making me more confident that I won’t simply fall over, I have yet to take it outside the house.

Since, when did I become so prideful that I care, what people think? I think I have always had issues with not wanting people to think I am weak or incapable of something and while I can’t exactly point to the reason why I am like that, I probably don’t want to know anyway.

So, any and all apparent walking /hearing aids will be avoided at all costs .

Unless it is a pony, or donkey. Do they have service ponies for hearing?

But, I am not in the middle of an ‘attack’ right now, just the normal BPPV- slightly off-kilter balance, so all in all pretty good. I will stop complaining and be happy for what I do have. Besides, today, I am going to make sun dried tomatoes ūüėČ

 

 

 

 

Walmart Sucks


WooHoo- I have physical therapy today~

Just kidding, I would rather not go. I may feel okay when I get there, but I feel like crapolo when I leave.

Mr. B. is wondering if there is a point to going at all.

It is a very good point. The point being to teach me how to stay balanced for the most part, even when my brain gets wrong information- muscle memory.

In theory, it is supposed to work. I have been told I look like I am walking better and not so much like I am in immediate danger of tilting over. Although, I do walk a bit like Grape Ape- if you are old enough to remember him.

Moving on- we have things to do today!

 

Have seen a slight increase in traffic over at the health blog, but not what I had wanted (something about CRT- I don’t know what that means). I guess I will keep plugging away and eventually we’ll get there.

Canned up some peppers for Mr. B, yesterday morning and with my bowl full of extra peppers, a couple of onions and about 6 cucumbers made some cucumber salsa. Which turned out different than I thought it would. I was thinking it would be a light refreshing sort of deal. Some how, it is more than a little twangy and a little bit spicy, but I am not sure why. I only used 4 or maybe it was 6 of the Japanese chili peppers for the whole batch. Whatever, it is still good. A-man liked it but he said it tasted like pickle salsa. I tried to explain that would be called relish. It started a whole deal that lasted about 20 minutes and ended in a draw.

And Doc wonders why I have TMJ- spend a day with me buddy, it will all become clear.

In other news it rained and poured and was awesome!!! Peppers are exploding and it looks like the tomatoes are going for another round.

I am out of Jars again and we bought 2 cases last time. I wonder if I can (pun intended) buy stock in Ball?

P.S. Walmart sucks. Their ‘canning’ jars, suck too. Don’t fit in my rack, the rings are all cheap, and of course made in China. I could have saved about $10 and bought them myself from China directly. Had to reprocess them twice! All of them. Only time that has happened this year. Won’t be buying them again.

So, now I am a canning snob.

In pursuit of more traffic for the health blog’s Facebook page, I just shared One Direction fan page. I apparently have no shame. At least my nieces will be proud of me. Lol

That is about it for now, I am off to go see if I can be all brilliant and whatnot then off for a torture session and finishing off the day with some lab work.

And people say I don’t know how to have fun ūüėČ

 

 


Kung Fu Fighting- Original

Everybody was kung fu fighten-da da da da dah dah

That song has been stuck in my head since my youngest brother made the decision to become a ninja. I want to be a ninja too- but I will skip all that pesky training and go straight to being the uber cool like Yoda dude. I have a staff and everything.

I took Tai Chi once, that should qualify me. I am also really good at telling people what they are doing wrong.

I have also seen every episode of Kung Fu- no not the one with the giant panda (have seen that one too) but the one with late and very great David Carradine. 

Can we say crush? I think we can. You may notice that there are suddenly links and things to click on the post. Just using ya’ll as guinea pigs- carry on.

I figure that before I go do something on the blogs that we want people to read I will try any crazy stuff here first.

In other news, I was able to get the Sweet pickles and salsa done yesterday. I am so sick of tomatoes! Pickles too. For 3 days, I worked on those pickles and for what? 5 jars. And a ¬ľ of one that is the fridge. I don’t even like sweet pickles. Processed THE jar of Salsa for my littlest brother (which is sort of misleading- since he may be my physically biggest brother- but he is the baby).

I decided that I would use a whole ghost pepper in his jar. So, I packed up processed it and was in such a hurry to get done, so we could leave- I may have forgotten exactly which one is his.

 

 

Salsa before Hot Pepper Mixture is added.

Salsa before Hot Pepper Mixture is added.

 

 

 

Hot Dill Pickles in the back- pickled sweet peppers front

Hot Dill Pickles in the back- pickled sweet peppers front

 

Southern Sweet Pickles simmering.

Southern Sweet Pickles simmering.

101_4968But, it will make the holidays all that more fun and special.

Doing fairly well, balance wise at least, but I still want a dancing pony. But that pesky pain is still in my left ear and that on/off switch with sound in my right ear is getting pretty annoying. My lip reading skills are improving immensely and I can turn my head in either direction without hitting the floor when I do. Up and down is still not working.

I did find several recipes in one of my endless files of essential oils for a dizziness, peppermint, cypress, basil, lavender, rose, rosemary & tangerine. So, I will play around and see if I can get some relief that way- who knows. I only have peppermint, basil and lavender here, but it is certainly worth a shot.

I am also going to share something from my brand new addiction- infographics!

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I want a Pony


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Nice, more tomatoes. ¬†And this isn’t even all of them. ¬†this is just a small portion of what I pulled out and washed.

The picture below is batch 3 of the salsa.  Maybe about a med-hot.

 

 

 

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The pic below was of the beautiful sunset last night at the game.

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now that we are done with that.  I am flippin hot!  Hottest day of the year and I am canning.  Not a good combo when dizzy.  But, 1 batch of pickles and peppers and then my experiment with pickled cauliflower and green beans.

Yes, I know that sounds strange, but I had a bunch of the pickling mix made up and didn’t want to waste it ¬†and the resulted in me just pickling whatever was handy.

We will see how it turns out.

Meanwhile, I have a new porch- almost. ¬†Mr. B has been outside all day, ripping up boards and putting in new ones. ¬† So, that is almost done- I really can’t wait!

He also informed me that everything is flowering- Everything.  I guess I will need more jars- among other things.  I used almost 3 gallons of vinegar today.

Last nights’ little trip to the game taught me a few things.

A-Excited children make terrible balance aids

B- I need to either get a balance, train one of mine or use the damn cane consistently.

C- I am much better without shoes on.

I chose not to take the cane yesterday, because I was feeling pretty good yesterday, not so wobbly and instead of full on vertigo it is just more of everything seems to be moving just a bit faster than I am- a lag time sort of deal.

That is until I went to physical therapy, where I am learning to fake having my shit together ( which I do rather well any).  So we did our little balance training exercises until I felt like complete crap- good times, we are going to go for two days next week!

Going up and down the normal size bleachers (which seemed like Everest to me) was not fun.  Next week I believe that the boys can go enjoy the game and I will stay home and do something less challenging (like watch the game on the computer)

The doctors ( we have added a few new ones to my otherwise obnoxious number of medical advisors) ¬†all again with me having Menier’s and along with my other issues may result in my being at least somewhat dizzy all the time- outside of a Menier’s episodic attack.

If I bleach my hair I can be a dizzy blond- har har

Aside from the dizzy, which can be amusing.  The hearing in my right ear just goes on and off- like someone is flipping a switch.  That could also be convenient occasionally.  But it does mean that if I were to go the service dog route I would need a hearing/balance dog.  When I mentioned that Great Danes are the most recommended for balance dogs, he said- why not just get a pony.

Which is a very good point. ¬†Why can’t I get a pony? ¬†They can be trained. ¬†They do have very good hearing and my floors are already messed up because of the dogs, I don’t see hooves doing any more damage. ¬†Plus, think of the fertilizer people!!!! FREE ¬†and organic.

Just think of the possibilities!

 

 

The Tomato Fairy Strikes Again!


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I am officially out of usable jars. Not a jar in this place that could be used.

Not one. Nada. Zip

Which means, my weekend ‚Äď will again be a weekend of canning. Also, ran out of vinegar and garlic.

I am really not complaining about having to do the work, I am complaining about not being able to do it when I want to do it.

So, there.

And to think, Mr. B was so upset that out of the 30+ tomato plants he started only about 26 survived, all roma.

Since I had used up every single tomato he had already picked in the last canning, I thought that I would head out and get one for lunch yesterday.

I took my basket, because I was going to see if my dill was dry enough, and if so I was going to bring it in. It is hanging on the trellis for the peas.

There was no room for the dill. That basket (see above pic) is what I got and I could have filled it up 10 times. But, even with that basket I had to kneel down to get it and that was just two plants, so someone else needs to finish picking them.

Not quit so off balance today, but I spent a good portion of last night wonder how to even describe what is going on, at my appointment tomorrow. Sort of like everything else has moved just a bit and I haven’t caught up. That sensation you get with new glasses and you put them on and leave the doctor’s office and take that very first step off the curb. Which winds up, not being where you thought it was.

Or what this really feels like, is the sensation you get when you are in an F-15 (in the back seat of course) when it takes off and goes straight up and that slight out of body experience. Which is very cool don’t get me wrong, but I would like to get off the ride now.

 

But, for some reason, I don’t think that using that description with my (maybe) 25 year old physical therapist is going to do any good. Even if he knows what an F-15 is, I doubt he has ever been in one, he doesn’t look military at all.

But, all in all less wobbly today and the pressure in my right ear seems almost gone, but now it is in my left.

I wonder if I will start tilting the other direction now?

Will let you know, off to the bus stop. If anyone asks me again, why I have the cane- I will bop them with it. It is solid wood.

A service dog is sounding better every day.

I didn’t take the cane and that was a big mistake, I am sure anyone who saw me thought I was drunk on this bright and beautiful morning.

I guess that means, I need to keep it with me.

There was not a tip on it and I thought that I could make one with hot glue. B said it wouldn’t work it would just come right off. So, the other evening, I turned on the hot glue gun and made myself a custom, clear tip for the cane. It is still on.

Take that Mr. B!

ūüôā Who has taken this latest development in stride. I have take complete advantage of him and told him, it would help me not to fall down if he held my hand more often when we are out and about. His reply, ‘okay’ and he does. How awesome is that! Mr. No public displays- Ever- is after 15 years, holding my hand in public.

It is very nice.

I finished up a bunch of contracts yesterday and let a few others go. So, I am down to 6 clients and it is a little strange, not scrambling to meet deadlines or stressing about not getting this or that done in time to get this or that other thing done.

But, maybe, just maybe this balance thing is a good thing. It certainly does make me slow down considerably and drives home the point that I can’t do everything. At some point, everyone needs to admit that, even me.

 

I did learn a long time ago, that worrying about things I have no control over, is pointless, so I don’t. All I can do is figure out how to deal with what I do have control over and my attitude about it.

I don’t plan on changing much, or giving up things I like to do. I just have to figure out how I can do keep doing them. And there is always a way. Although, losing my hearing will be a major pain pain in the ass.

On that note, I am off to see if I can’t figure out how to get traffic to a blog ‚Äď not this one, of course. The one that needs traffic actually has relevant and helpful information that everyone needs ;-0.

 

 

 

 

Up To My Eye Balls In Tomatoes


Fresh from the Garden

Fresh from the Garden

With the combination of that late snow in May, the garden has been very slow to produce, so has everyone’s. But, once it did, it has not stopped or slowed down in the slightest!.

B- went a bit crazy with the tomato plants this year and from February to late May, one room up stairs was turned into a nursery for tomatoes and pepper plants.

We only planted Roma and grape tomatoes and 4 kinds of peppers; Poblano, Cubanelle, Bell and Banana. All of which are now producing more than I can keep up with.

B- had decided that with so many tomatoes plants we wouldn’t have room for green beans- so he planted them along the outside of the fence (before we bought the lot, but it was still on our property). Two very long rows of green and yellow beans. Which didn’t do so well until recently. The sun and the rain have made them take off. I think so far I have put up 20 + pounds of beans.

In mid July, I found some old cucumber seeds and let the boys have them and then forgot all about them. I have never had much success, but apparently they have the magic touch, I have a lot of cucumbers all of the sudden.

So I have pickled and canned and spent a good amount of time on the kitchen (sometimes on the floor) discussing philosophy with the dogs or Mama Cat, who ever happens to be hanging out.

I have figured out that I need a rolling cart, something along the lines of rolling butcher block, so that I am not turning so much when I can. B said he can make one of those, he is very handy to have around ūüėČ

Today, I am going to try out a Cucumber Salsa recipe, before I post it on the health-recipes-fitness site. I did find a recipe like it, but it called for almost 2 cups of sugar to 4 diced cucumbers- can we say sugar shock!

So, I have tweaked it a bit and we’ll see.

The pressure is almost gone in the right ear, but now it feels like it is building up in my left. Sort of like the pressure you feel when you fly on a plane- that pressure that makes you want to pop your ears, except I can’t pop them.

So, all I can really do is work around it and try and focus on those clients that are important to me and farm out the rest- which is probably a very good thing in the long run. I really want to devote more time to the health-recipes blog and with so many clients, I just don’t feel like it is getting the attention it truly deserves.

Besides, there is just no reason now for me to work for people I don’t like. Which sadly means that I will be down to only Australian, Canadian and one single American client (although, I think he may actually be a Canadian that just lives in the US. Lol

I do have to go back to PT on Friday. The cane does help me feel a bit more confident about walking but, being the paranoid person I am, I don’t like not being able to look around or behind me. Maybe I should start training Sam, if she can learn to not pull, she would be fine to walk with.

I am off, to go see if I can find something that will send the HRF blog into viral status, finish up my social media marketing project and another little town in Montana.

At some point, I have about 8-10 pounds of green beans to put up and cucumbers to do something with, so I guess that means this session of therapy is over!

I need a small army of minions:)

P.S. Even though I don’t like discussing politics, I would like to say that I really don’t think we should give weapons to cannibals- just a thought. Even though I do understand the psychology behind ancient practice of ingesting part of your enemy to ‘absorb’ their strength’, I think we should be a little more civilized by now.

Meniere’s Disease- Really?


Meniere’s Disease- Really?

So, not to be neglectful, which I have been , we’ll do a quick update, before I start bitching.

So, the Amelia festival was wonderful!  I loved having a houseful of kids running and acting crazy and just being surrounded by people I love!- it was wonderful- will do again next year.

Other than that, I haven’t been posting because, I am just way to busy posting on other people’s blogs to even have a moment for me. That being said, I do enjoy what I am doing and I actually feel like I might actually be making a small contribution to society, tiny, but still.

Now, let’s get to the bitching part, because the boys will be home shortly and I have to go be brilliant for other people and the veggies are piling up and massive canning needs to be done.

As a bonus prize to the last round of nasty ragweed that went around, I got a massive ear infection.  Which I still have, which made me dizzy and led to slicing a nice size chunk off my thumb the other day as I was using a mandolin to slice  a cucumber.  It is remarkably hard to type without a thumb.  Super Glue is a marvelous thing.

I remember now why I never use that damn thing. 

I thought that the ear infection was making my vertigo worse, which it is to a point.  And rather than go the route of sucking down another antibiotic I opted not to take an oral one.

Reason: ¬†I am allergic to so many antibiotics that now only the heavy duty ones work and with my history of staph infections, I will try and save them for after surgeries or when I might die without them, just a thought. So, we are doing ear drop antibiotics, Yippie, can’t hear out of my right ear and I swear my ear drum is going to pop any second.

Went to the doctor, who assures me it won’t be the end of the world if it does pop- but it probably won’t. ¬†He thinks the sudden increase in pressure is something else entirely, since the infection seems to be clearing up. ¬†However I am still running a fever. The ear infection/vertigo diet is a success though, I have lost 5 pounds over the last 5 days. Nausea works wonders for appetite control.

So, what do I have? ¬†He thinks it is a combination of Meniere’s Disease and TMJ.

WTF? ¬†Really? ¬†Although I do clench my teeth a lot, but if I didn’t my mouth would run rampant- and we just can’t have that.

So, physical therapy on Friday to see if they can’t help with the vertigo.

Doctor handed me a sheet and said, ‘now, you need to be careful with your diet!”

(No, this was not my regular doc, he was out today)  Low salt, lots of water, limit caffeine- you know a basically healthy diet.

I already do all that- any more of a healthy diet and I wouldn’t have anything left to eat.

Okay done bitching, back to work.

I have way too many clients to have any issues right now, plus, it looks like I will be canning tomatoes & peppers this weekend – again!

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