That’s right you heard me correctly … I’ve been hiding from Mormons. It’s not what you think though. I haven’t been hiding from all Mormons, and it’s not that I have mormon issues. In fact, I do on regular basis invite Mormon missionaries into my home for long chats and refreshments (lunch, juice, cookies …). They are really nice kids and I enjoy having them stop by and chat. So don’t label me a ‘Mormon basher’ because I am not. I’ve had dozens of kids visit me and although we’ve never made it past lesson 2, I know all about each pair of kids that comes knocking (parents jobs, #’s of siblings, grandparents, home town, future aspirations, love lives on hold). I am pretty sure they have me on the list of ‘safe’ homes to visit. The current pair always brings freshly baked chocolate chip cookies … it makes the hiding all the more difficult.

The real reason is (it’s so not like me – REALLY), due to my recent illness I am tired, tired, tired. Needless to say, when they arrived to visit me twice this week during the afternoon I was lying in bed still bra less (too much info?) and still in my pj’s. I am sure, if they’re not permitted to drink coffee, watch t.v. or surf the internet, they certainly shouldn’t be cavorting with scantily clad, middle-aged ladies with no undergarments! Right?

In reality, grabbing Georgia and ducking under the covers while whispering, “shhhhh … shhhh … quiet … hide … no talking … don’t look out the window … hide”, well it’s probably the most decent thing to do … honestly … (did I mention I’m a double DD?). That and it beats the hell out of flying out of bed, scrambling to dress and then politely telling them you aren’t taking visitors today. The disappointment … I always feel so bad!

I need to get some GUTS.

MK xo
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Psst … I’m feeling OK … just tired.

So far … I am being told I have transverse myelitis. Go ahead and look it up on Wikipedia and please take note that I DO ... DO have control of my bladder and my bowel—- I repeat I DO have control of my bowel and my bladder.

I have the idiopathic sort (it means the idiots can’t figure out why … heeheehee).

It’s gotten a little bit worse over the past week. Hoping it doesn’t progress any further. The lesion is in my spinal cord at the c4 vertabrae, therefore, potentially everything below my chin could be paralyzed. Due to the fact that it came on quite slowly the doctors don’t think it will get much worse.

I skied today. I sucked! Due to a slight weakness on the left side of my body (thanks myelitis) I found it difficult. I was fun to get out and spend time with the kids. I figure I should get out and enjoy my legs while they still work.

Tomorrow I rest!

This is such a fun blog, eh? Come back and check on the status of my partial paralysis tomorrow.

MK xo
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Sorry peeps, we’ve had a rough week.

I’ve been x-rayed mri’d, jabbed, poked, prodded and parted with all kinds of fluids.

I’ve had several more ‘episodes’ where I loose feeling and the use of one or both of my arms (not fun). It comes with the most unbearable feeling … not pain but just as unwanted.

Will and I spent 13 hours in the ER over the weekend … tiring … boring … worrisome.

Lizzy scared us this evening by getting a BIG HONKIN’piece of wood stuck in her leg. There were no tears …

The Doc says, “she’s the toughest kid I’ve ever seen”. I agree :)

Oh … you wanna see?

She also wanted me to take a picture from the top too, because you can see some blood. HAHA

Talk to you soon!

MK xo

If it wasn’t obvious from my last post … I am kind of partial to Sam’s longer hair. I took all of your advice though, and let him make his own choice. Check out his choice below.

We were a day late going to the barber … yesterday afternoon I was temporarily paralyzed and lost feeling and the ability to move in both my arms and chest area. VERY SCARY! I’ve had this really weird tingling in my arms (and legs) for quite awhile. I spent last evening in emergency and today getting tests. I hope to have an MRI in the next couple of days. The consensus of the doctors that I have seen is that I have a space-occupying lesion near the C8 vertebrae (even after research … I can’t quite pinpoint what that is … I think it could be many things), but of course there are no answers until the MRI is done. sigh

Sam before cut.

It took quite awhile to get rid of all that hair. It was hard to watch …

Still cute :) and feisty!

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MK xo
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Sam the Man!

I took this photo of Sam on Saturday, in Canmore along the Bow River. While Mr. MK and Lizzy skied Sam, Georgia and I spent the day throwing rocks, climbing rocks, playing in the park and I managed to sneak in a wee bit of shopping (well window shopping).

Sam is getting a hair cut tonight. The major topic of discussion around the dinner table is—> ‘really short or just a trim?’. Recently a friend of mine, has repeatedly told me, “he could be a girl, that hair … those eyes” or “imagine him with pigtails, he’d be a really pretty girl“. It is really starting to BUG me! Piss off already. The same friend has a girl who is often mistaken for a boy, surely she knows it doesn’t make anyone feel good when you say these kinds of things?

Sam likes the hair (except, when it is being brushed) and says he likes it long. He also doesn’t seem overly concerned to have it cut. I love it! If I could order hair, I would order his. The color is great, it’s thick, it curls, it’s a crime it’s on a boy’s head.

Hmmm … what to do?

Results here tomorrow!

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