Pronunciation

In early November I made a short video referring people to iPain for NERVEmber. It was the last video I would do, speaking. I faked it fairly well.

As I continue forward, it hasn’t been without other things worsening.  One of them is the ability to speak and pronounce words properly. Leaving my accent aside, I can’t properly speak 2 of my children’s names, or many others, yet it’s dependent on the letters involved. Words, sentences. I’ve been ‘re learning another language. If I can’t speak English properly, how can I speak a foreign language.

I will.

It’s taken a few months to accept this as part of my future. Its taken internal deep digging to love my self as being me, no matter, instead of what others expect me to be or even what they were used to. 

Currently, I’m working on being able to let others hear me again without embarrassment or feeling less than. 

I’m reminded that …

It’s okay to be different

That’s what makes me

Original

Stronger Than Pain 
(Edited to reflect a letter error in the title) 

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Month in Review

The pipes in our sons apartment burst and 4 families were displaced in the quad plex. He’s living in a extended stay in the next city over for 6 weeks. 

Our oldest daughter was hired as a branch manager to a new energy company that will compete with PG&E. 

Dan and Rikki are still working on their new life in Texas. 

I’m taking care of my husband the best I can and him me. 

I was reunited with co workers, friends of many years through my long time bestie of 30 years. We’re all meeting up on the 6th with our husbands included. We’re all original couples, too. 

We all met and began working together, yep, 30 years ago. 

We worked for Mr. Eppie who also founded the popular Eppies Great Race in Sacramento. He passed away a few years ago. I have fond memories of us all volunteering at the major event as well.  eppiesgreatrace.org 

I worked for Eppies between 1987 and 1996. I started as an 18 year old hostess, and advanced to lead serve. I departed as an assistant manager. 

So many amazing memories. 

I’ll always believe that playing softball for Sacramento for so many years prior afforded me the ability to work on my feet for so many years. These would lead to me being able to stay out of a wheel chair permanently in the years to come. 

In 2 months I’ll be back in my kiddie pool in an effort to continue to remain out of one. 

Tomorrow will be a month since I injured my ankle. My CRPS foot. It’s taken a month but I’m healing myself again without medical care. Last time was without too, so was having the flu. I didn’t lay up with the injury, I did take breaks. I used topical reliever, wrapped it in Epsom salts moistened with a dab of water. The worse was the pull behind my knee, back of my leg. Ibuprofen.

February 6, 2018


Today, February 11, 2018

I haven’t been able to wear shoes again yet, other than slippers and my open back orthotic sandals, and that’s okay for now.
Awesome things are happening for Stronger Than Pain. It can take years sometimes and that’s okay, too. Lectures and presentations have already been given, offline. 

There’s just one more thing. We represent suicide prevention, mental health. 

I won’t be bullied in any capacity. Not as a disabled person and not as an abled one. If I allowed myself to be, I wouldn’t be a very good advocate for those who are used, abused and taken advantage of. 

Example. A little girl wears a custom made barrette in her hair to school. Someone else wants it and takes it and let’s everyone else believe it was theirs.

If it’s not yours, you’re not entitled to it. Ever.