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Dave and I are sitting here laughing at the posts -- Saw your name, Karen, and I said, UH-OH -- It's Karen . . . And she's off . . . . . "(Think Kentucky Derby Call to the Post)!!!!! We both started laughing, then read your post. Do I Lie? I think NOT!!!!

And I quite agree . . . they owe you a HUGE debt of gratitude! I'm sure their sales SKYROCKETED because of you . . . . . . Perhaps STOCK?????

Yeah, I was going to mention that, too, but didn't want to blame everything on thyroid issues!!!! I think you're on the right track, though, Metta.

elye --- I think you're on to something!!!! I could do that for MY husband, too!!!!!!!

Figures a man would use instructions to wipe his .... we all know they don't actually read them!!

That has to be one of the funniest and most true statements I have ever read and/or heard!!!!!!! Carla, you crack me up!!!

L- My thoughts and prayers are with you . . . you are such an amazing person. I hope things get much, much better for you.

Love, Love, Love

Lynne

xxxooo

Hey Metta -- help her out here!!!!!

My son had migraine headaches that started between 14 and 16 months old. He was vomiting 4-5 nights per week. When he was 18 months old, he weighed 22 pounds (he weighed 9 lb 13 oz at birth). At 22 months, he weighed 18 pounds. The doctor asked me if I had put him on a DIET. A DIET???? I had been in the office every two weeks telling him that Brandon was vomiting 4-5 nights per week. I asked him about allergies . . . he told me that allergies were a fallacy -- a myth. The end result . . . after searching long and hard, found a neurologist who said, "This poor baby has migraines. Hasn't ANYONE mentioned that possibility to you? Your family history is LOADED with them. " That was after Brandon had been telling all of docs that "I have a tummy ache in my head." We were able to get him help, and he started putting on weight like you can't believe! He's 24 now. Is he Celiac? Don't think so . . . just doesn't show ANY of the signs. But then, I only have antigliadin antibodies, so I want him tested. He was simply allergic to nitrates and nitrites . . . and finger-food (bologna, hot dogs -- even baby food 'vienna sausages' at that time -- are LOADED with them). Finding MD's who actually LISTEN -- either to the parent, or the child, is sometimes VERY difficult. Heck, for that matter, it's hard to get them to listen to us as ADULTS when we're talking about our own bodies!

See, are we not the MOST innovative, BRILLIANT group of collective thinkers you've ever seen? These companies should monitor our threads, because quite frankly, they could make a BUNDLE.

GFP -- I like it a LOT that you used the instructions!! That was beautiful . . . let's me know now what I need to do with the instructions that I get in Japanese when I purchase something. And I mean ONLY Japanese. What in the heck are you supposed to do when your product arrives with instructions in Japanese? My daughter is the one who speaks and reads that . . . she's in Lexington. My son? Spanish. Me? English - and American English at that, which we all know is NOT necessarily one of the "beautiful languages".

Okay, Jen -- a fascination with aprons is one thing . . . a Stepford Wife Perkiness is QUITE another!!! You have enough, ummm..... "sassiness" in you that you aren't a PSW (Perky Stepford Wife). BTW: I, myself, like aprons . . . especially my mother's old ones that I KNOW she threw away. But I have fond memories of wearing those each year while we made Christmas Cookies. Well, actually, SHE made Christmas cookies, I just made a whirlwind of ingredients -- ALL over the kitchen They didn't think of me as the White Tornado for nothing! I just have these visions of the Perfect wife moving in next door, along with the Perfect husband, with their Perfect kids, and, well, having never been that, it just sort if something to which I simply can't relate! The neighbors on the OTHER side of us??? GREAT. We love them. They're really cool, have three kids who are a RIOT, and are fun. But Perky Stepford . . . . naaaaahhhh.

Okay -- there. I've hijacked once again my own thread!

Thanks for thinking of me, Jen. AND, we'll figure out an alternative to cream cheese . . . I'll ask around. Also, ARMETTA is a wealth of information with regard to that, because she can't have dairy, either. Love You!!!!!

Silly man,I don't wear it all at once

My Sentiments EXACTLY!!!!! Nikki, just remind him -- he doesn't wear every pair of socks he owns at once, now does he??????? No . . . .

AND -- variety is the spice of life. Tell him to think of it this way . . . he can come home to a different woman every day, if you choose to change your make-up that much!!!!!

POOP.

My thoughts and prayers are with you . . . . let me know ASAP! PM or e-mail me . . . REALLY want to know. xxxooo Lynne

Yeah, Lauder, Clinique, MAC, Bobbie Brown, Prescriptives, L'oreal, Jane, . . . . the list goes on and on. What a MEGA-company!

Hey Karen, I see you . . . . how long does it take for cake mixes to get to the states?????

'Metta . . . see you, too . . . . did you get my PM? You're awake now . . . so am I! Call me!

I can't remember our stops along the way to New Hampshire . . . I know on the way home we took the back roads and instead of a straight shot up there (were visiting my cousin), decided to take the leisurely way home . . . went through Maine, Vermont -- all small streets, beautiful places. My memory being basically -- well, NOTHING -- I'll ask Dave. He may have some insight as to some places that we stopped. I ENVY YOU!! This is THE most beautiful time to go up that way! The trees are AWE-INSPIRING. I hope you have a GREAT trip . . . . you deserve it, my friend.

You guys are so funny! I LOVE makeup!! I sold Estee Lauder for a year after I quit my "real" job to stay home with my babies. I loved every minute of it. I wear makeup every day, but not when I work out. It only takes me about 5 minutes to put it on, and I'd wash my face anyway at night. I like a more natural look, though, one that enhances rather than bold makeup.

Same here . . . I'm a make-up junkie! Only I sold Clinique after I quit my "real" job to stay at home with my babies!! And, disclosing TMI -- Jen is a make-up junkie, too . . . ask her about Sephora . . . . .

Heck yeah! Share the wealth

I'm with Jen on this one . . . . where's the recipe????? Bring it on, sister!!!!!

Hey Fiddle-Faddle . . . isn't that what threads are for? Hijacking?!!! Goodness knows, I've hijacked my share!

gluten-free Betsy -- I ACTUALLY think I may know where this bakery is!!!

Hi Donna! Welcome!

You sure did learn to jump in! If this particular thread seems confusing it's because it's one that's turned into somewhat of a playful discussion. Many of us have become friends hanging around here, and we love having new members join in our fun.

Here, Here!!! I Second that!! We do get particularly silly sometimes, even on a thread such as "Just need to rant" . . . . I started this because I was having such an awful time dealing with the things that were happening with me . . . and yet, because of all these FANTASTIC people, it's turned into something that I can laugh at and with. That's the beauty of this forum. Within a short period of time, you can go from thinking that you just don't know what to do next to being able to laugh about your neighbor calling the police on you! I think everyone here helps put things in perspective. We're all fighting much the same battles . . . effects of the illness, doctors who are less than cooperative - or worse yet who don't believe us, additional diagnoses that complicate matters beyond what's tolerable, etc. So even if we don't all have the same PHYSICAL effects of the illness, we certainly have many of the same EMOTIONAL effects -- sadness, frustration, anger, (silliness). It let's us know that we're not alone in our struggle -- or our fight. This is a support network unlike any other. Even though my husband and my family are supportive, they don't HAVE this. They don't know the frustration of wanting what you KNOW you can't eat at 2 a.m. -- and having no one to talk with about it. Except the friends you meet here. They know all too well . . . . unfortunately.

With regard to the allergies . . . I had the standard "scratch" tests done on my back last week. I'm scheduled to have another round of them today, but unfortunately, have no blood pressure again. So, I'm thinking this one is going to get cancelled. I will also have another series of blood tests, I am going to ask for the ELISA test, and for further clarification about the milk/casein issue. My neurologist recommended drinking only goat's milk last year and I didn't pay much attention to that . . . now with the allergy, I'm going to investigae further . . .

I'm hoping she's back!!!!!

My daughter is a "mean" prednisone person . . . . when she was younger, if the doctor said that they wanted to put her on prednisone for "x" amount of time, I would tell them that she was also coming to live with them for the duration . . . .

Me, I'm a "euphoric" prednisone person. When I had a fire at my house, I ended up with thermal and chemical burns in my lungs. It was hard to get in to see a pulmonologist . . . by the time I did, he said that, because the blisters were popping in my lungs, that I was literally drowning from the inside out. So he put me on a LOT of prednisone. As we watched my face get larger and larger, I would go in for my every other day check, he would ask, "How are you today?" I would say, "GREAT!! I feel FANTASTIC!! I think I'm over this . . . I really do. I can breathe, my chest doesn't hurt . . . . . " He would listen to my lungs and shake his head. Then finally one day he said, "You know, you're what's known as a "euphoric" prednisone patient. What you need to know is that when I start weaning you off this, you are going to fall HARD. You will not feel very well at all. Just be warned of that." I said, "I just don't think that's going to be a problem . . . I feel fine . . . really -- I feel GREAT!" Sheesh . . . coming down off of that stuff was a little difficult . . . so he weaned me off VERY VERY slowly. Needless to say, I was a little less "euphoric" with each drop in dosage! Personally, though -- I thought it WAS great. NOTHING hurts. Your muscles, your joints, NOTHING. If it weren't for the fact that I don't need it, as well as the long-term repercussions (I'm aware of those as well)I'd want to be on it PERMANENTLY!

I hope that you do well with the steroid therapy. I'm very sorry that you've received the diagnosis that you have. That must have been difficult to hear. I hope that you can get some relief, and stave off any potential difficulties that will appear as a regard to this. Please take care of you. Hugs, Lynne

Hi Evie! I FULLY sympathize with your neighbor troubles. I have to laugh . . . Dave has been reading this thread (after the initial rant part -- won't let him read that -- still haven't "disclosed" all medical info) but anyhoo -- you guys have ignited a fire!!! He is dreaming up all these schemes, thinking of all the rules she is breaking, it's rediculous! Tonight -- he stood at the doorway, pacing back and forth to watch if she moved the trash cans BACK to our yard! Then, he starts saying, "you know they're right . . . we could . . . . " So now he realizes (compliments of the bigmouth here) that if you own a pitbull in Metro Louisville, you have to have an additional $1 million in homeowners insurance, AND pay an additional fee. So now, he wants to check out if our little city is considered Metro Louisville . . . .

Then, thank you Carla . . . he wants to send the certified letter about giving us the garbage cans. He figures he can have her arrested for misdemeanor theft (although the trash cans are pretty expensive, could be felony) for "stealing" back her trash cans. (did I THANK YOU for that suggestion???)

Karen -- he told me that he "thinks Canada has an extradition treaty." I honest to goodness think he was serious. I looked at him like he was nuts. His look back was as if to say "WHAT???????"

She scares me, though . . . when she gets a burr up her butt she goes around to all the neighbors, trying to "rally her troops". She's kind of frightening. Seriously. She has an odd look to her eyes when she's on a ranting/raving mission. It really is creepy. She has a .38 -- Not that I couldn't out-shoot her with my .22, if I do say so myself (although with the occulomotor apraxia, who knows what I'd hit!!!!! ) At least it would scare the crap out of her if I started looking like I was pointing toward her, but started shooting out the street lights (Think: Bull Durham . . . "Hit the Bull.")

Anyway, I'm sure that Dave would love to read additional ideas for revenge (still have the Japanese Beetle thing tucked away for next spring, Karen) . . . . given that he had such a fantastic time with the Altoids thing . . . I REALLY said that wrong, but will leave it the way I wrote it. What I MEANT was that he had such a fantastic time with the Altoids hijack and the trophy which Karen so masterfully designed (using the base of the Kentucky Derby trophy, might I add . . . . )

Have obviously said enough for the evening . . .. g'night, all!!!

YAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! You're back! I have missed you sooo much! Boy, am I glad you're back on!

Beth, Welcome. I don't think that you will find a more informed, caring, compassionate group of people ANYWHERE than on this forum. It's been a lifesaver for me, that's for sure. I hope you can get as much from this great group of people as I have . . . you will not regret "hanging out" with us. (Except on the night of full moons . . . . but that's another story.)

Don't know, but you're O.K. in my book!!! The part about the white hairs? The girl who cuts Dave's hair cut mine about 10 (?) weeks ago. I collor it myself, and she said, "I REALLY like the job you did on the highlights." Yeah, right. Those are compliments of mother nature! I told her that they were just the grays that DIDN'T take the blonde!

Metta --- Fame or Infamy??????

Fiddle-Faddle -- Please tell me that your hair wasn't perfect, you didn't have on perfect make-up and donning an apron? It would simply CRUSH me to know that you were perky!!!!! (Besides that, I'd have to take my size 12 foot ---- Yes, I said size 12 ----- everybody get over it ----- out of my size 48 mouth!)

Karen --- I'll be sending those mixes in a return package soon . . . yeah, that's it . . . soon. Very soon. Just keep watching that mailbox

Jen -- you're a sweetie-pie. (pronounced "paaahhh" not "piey") See . . . these people are already sabotaging my combined healthy-living plan. I can't even call you something nice without it referring to FOOD! Seriously, thank you, friend.

Which cake should I bake first . . . . . .

we can't get any good white cake mixes like y'all get up there . . . . . . .

Dave likes lemon -- yeah, right -- like he's going to be able to pry any from my hands!

Just remember -- if I DO write my book, I have TONS of trash on EACH and EVERY one of you -- remember that! (And, after the meeting with the dietician, all sweet-treat bribes accepted)

Love & Hugs,

Lynne

xxxooo

You go girl!!!!!!! Congratulations!

Love & Hugs,

Lynne

Beats the heck out of me . . . . our two dogs -- one's a Teacup Toy poodle and one's a Basenji / Australian Cattle Dog mix just sit there and look at you like, "You idiot. What in the H*ll did you do that for?"

Heck Yes, I'm interested . . . . bring it on, sister!!!!! (As long as you PROMISE not to tell the dietician that I'm supposed to see in October because of the pre-diabetes stuff . . . . I'll just binge until then!!!!! )

Okay, I hate to even post this because as you know, I think that my husband, Dave, is the greatest man in the world. He thinks that if we keep knocking over her trash cans enough, or move them up to our house, that eventually she's going to have a heart attack. I couldn't believe he said that! He said, "Let's face it . . . we couldn't get neighbors who are much worse." I know he jinxed us . . . we'd probably get people who have satanic goat sacrificing rituals or something. Or someone perky. Quite frankly, I just don't know which would be worse. I can see it now . . . some woman comes over in an apron bringing a coffee cake (that I can't even EAT), smiling like a Stepford wife, and says, in a semi-squeaky voice, "Hi! I'm Sally -- your new neighbor! My husband Joe and I would like you to have this freshly baked coffee cake!" Now THAT would be MY luck. . . .

Lynne definately has a talent for seeing the funny side of something almost tragic though.

If you had spent most of your life this way, you would have that talent too -- trust me