One of those rollercoaster weeks

It was busy, happy, and sad. All in one week. Oh and throw in a tad of some Irish temper getting fired up.

For the sad, my firends have 2 Alaskan Malamutes. One is a puppy and the other is 8 1/2 years old. Around the middle of May, Nikita, the 8 1/2 year old suddenly became extremely ill. After much testing it turned out that she had lymphoma. She started chemotherapy. Within a week of her first chemo dose she started having a problem with the leg that they gave the chemo in. At first the vets said it was an infection, then gangrene, then thy didn't know what it was. It was thought that they had it under control and getting better. It was still a mystery though as to what she had. Well Wednesday night it got real bad and she had to go back to the vets. She was too far gone and she was put down Thursday afternoon. The cancer didn't get her...it actually was in remission...the infection got her. We all miss her naturally. Aponi, the puppy, is really distraught though. Today she got a suprise...she has a new friend to play with. My friends got a new puppy to help Aponi get through the loss of Nikita. Aponi has never been alone, so hopefully this will cheer her up.

For the busy, I spent last sunday at my Mom Debbie's. While there i got to see Mom Debbie's Significant other. Paul and her have been together for over 10 years, but don't plan on getting married. My state doesn't do common law marriages. I also got to see one of my Aunt's, her boyfriend, 2 of his grandkids, 2 of my cousins, and my grandmother (i call nanny). I got to see nanny for the first time in 4 years a week ago yesterday. for Paul, my Aunt and cousins it was my first time seeing them in 4 years. For my Aunt's boyfriend and his 2 grandkids it was my first time meeting them. We all had fun and lots of laughs.

Yesterday Mom Debbie and my Aunt came down to see me. They brought me a stereo and Bureau. Yay!!! For the first time in years I have a bureau to put my clothes in. For the past few years I've had to hang everything that won't fit on shelves. THis means that cliona will get to have a new hising spot by the end of the month too as I'm getting another one for linens.

As if that didn't keep me busy enough, I has a table at a Self-Help Resource Fair Wednesday regarding the Dichroic Glass pendants I make. I also had a hand in another table as 90 - 95% of the information they had at the table is stored here at my place.

I sure hope next week is quieter.

Mom Debbie Reunion

Everything went great. Mom was down for 2-3 hours. There was no tension or akwardness. I will admit I was nervous before she got here. At first we stayed here showing her my place, meeting cliona, showing her my knitting (she knits too), catching up more, and talking about knitting.

We later went to Tim Horton's for coffee and crossiants. We continued to catch up and had many laughs. Then returned back to my place for a little while. When Mom got home she called me to let me knw she had a good time and all. We're still talking 1-2 times a week and are getting together on Friday.

I'm also talking to my grandma (Nanny) and aunt.

I got sick of Juile last Saturday when I got home and found out that she didn't need me and lied aobut trying to reach me all week. I basically said that's it in a way. She said in a voicemail that was left after I had left for SnB (when she knew I was gone and not going to get it till too late) to go and have a good time with my friends. So...I'm going and havinga good time with my friends this weekend. Some friends of mine are picking me up this weekend from SnB and we're hanging out. Julie had to make other arrangements for the kids. Oh well. Her problem not mine. At least I had the courtesy to give her notice, unlike she gave me. Chances are I'll be with my family next weekend. Guess it's not so great to be her. Second of all, I am back in touch with "Egg Donor." I'm referring to her as "Mom Debbie" that way I can still call my step-mom "Mom" and not confuse the heck out of everyone. We'll be meeting Sunday for coffee. Don't worry everyone. I'm being careful and not getting my hopes up. I'm also not telling Mom and Dad till September. My friend Robbyn and I had fun with the security guy this week where we go Tuesdays. He was on vacation last week so he heard all about his poor fill-in's. Plus we're were our usual selves (nicknamed Trouble & Double-Trouble where we go Tuesdays). So it's been a fun week.Looking forward to Diane, Robbyn and I going to the Book Barn tomorrow afternoon. We may even go to Dagmars. Two non-knitters taking a knitter to a yarn store....this will be interesting if it happens.

Wow

I havent't talked to my biological mom in 4 years next month. I've had a lot of anger towards her. Way too much to get into here. You'd have to had known me along time to know all the anger. My anger is the reason that I took to calling her the "Egg Donor." Well today that all changes. She is no longer the "Egg Donor" but Mom. To keep from confusing people though here I'll be saying "Mom Debbie" so that you wont be getting confued between her and my step-mom (Mom). So, what happened?

A combonation of things got this ball rolling. A couple weeks ago I heard the song "Mother and Child Reunion." It got me thinking and over the past couple weeks getting back in touch with my Mom Debbie has been on my mind off and on (more on than off). Also somewhere in the past 48 hours my feelings softened incredibly. I think the death of my cousins baby had something to do with it.

SO today I had DBT. When we were reviewing one of the skills (we review 1 a week) the notion came into my head again. So when it came time for "Skills Coaching" where someone brings up a topic that they need help with I brought the topic up.

We spent a good amount of the group working on this and when we were done it ended up that I was going to do the pros and cons of a few different tactics. I was then going to meet with my therapist over what I came up with next week.

Well somewhere between this afternoon and evening that all changed. I did do the pros and cons in my head and decided to call my Mom Debbie. We spoke for about an hour. It went great. Then I called Nanny (Grandmother, I've called her Nanny ever since I was a toddler). That went great too. I'm happy about doing it and just wish I came to my senses earlier.

So, the "Egg Donor" is now "Mom Debbie"

Tomorrow's Horoscope Rocks

this is your horoscopI get the Horoscope for the next day in my email the evening before. MY horoscope for tomorrow rocks. It reads: "this is your horoscope for Thursday, January 11th: Sagittarius,You will be able to achieve great results and to take your revenge on a relative of yours who did not believe in your goals. At work, you will be favored and everything will proceed nicely. In Love, a lucky event will make you happy." The part that rocks is the getting revenge on a relative who didn't believe.

I stopped talking to the egg donor 4 years ago in May. Actually that whole side of the family. Back in 2001 I started a very quick downward slide with my mental health which the uphill climb was very rocky. That side of the family didn't believe I could do it.

I went from being a nursing student when I started the slide in 2001, to knocking on death's door a year later. Within 8 months of knocking on deaths door I wanted to get my own apartment without a roommoate and Egg Donor and her relatives didn't think I could do it. I did do it, but have not gone backwards since. I may have had a few ER visits since then, but not one hospitialization. I actually now sit on a Community Advisory Board (CAB) with the Local Mental Health Authority (LMHA).

Just doing this well I'm getting revenge, but I wonder what tomorrow will bring?