tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-46967168157984318902024-03-05T13:58:54.085-08:00MS My WayThis is a blog created for those of us who suffer with MS and our families who suffer along with us.Unknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger76125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4696716815798431890.post-79648894081273107892008-03-31T15:25:00.000-07:002008-03-31T15:28:46.500-07:00I'm Still blogging.........Just not on the MS blog. I am continuing to blog on my MidWestHorse Blog. I'm not abandoning this completely, but I am concentrating my time on my other blog. After all it was the first, my baby.......I thank everyone for their support and hope all are doing and feeling well out there.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4696716815798431890.post-66624309514827807802008-03-10T07:05:00.000-07:002008-03-10T07:22:32.523-07:00Taking A Break<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh2hY1p8ysliQBG65BbVFL46SNWoFa68W9WIInLVjQ7Euw0jnUPfr23GbS7AJoOzhzXuTEKC9wxBZ8KrlK1bw0zs9qLxW3cAxl3k0wRWH3J_jNmarTClGkuN2Pn67nBEZ_cCp_NsEhBB6cn/s1600-h/DSCF7093.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176114401286306146" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh2hY1p8ysliQBG65BbVFL46SNWoFa68W9WIInLVjQ7Euw0jnUPfr23GbS7AJoOzhzXuTEKC9wxBZ8KrlK1bw0zs9qLxW3cAxl3k0wRWH3J_jNmarTClGkuN2Pn67nBEZ_cCp_NsEhBB6cn/s200/DSCF7093.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div>I'll start by apologizing to all of you who are quite supportive to me and have been since I met you all. But I'm going to take a break from this blog for awhile. My husband at times has encouraged me to go out and visit the other MS blogs and I have tried, but recently I've had much more difficulty visiting as most have you have been dealing with MS much longer than I have. And when I read some posts from strong people struggling with this disease, I can only see my future which starts to get me scared and I cannot bring myself to do it for now. I think mentally I prefer to continue blissfully thinking that this will not get any worse and I need to keep a positive attitude. And just work my job and take care of my family and critters. Things I used to just put off as a bad bed, being tired from night shift and whatever now I've become too hyper-aware of being related to MS, which is really freaking me out right now. I need to focus on the here and now and not worry about what my physical and mental future may be. So again, I apologize and when I'm ready, I'll be back. Until then, all take care and heal well...........</div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4696716815798431890.post-53957126138960836782008-03-04T08:46:00.000-08:002008-03-04T09:21:42.338-08:00Neurology Appointment<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPyvmFCkshSpQcgm-IjL0DKTfqAct7Z-QbBO57E7b1CfZVAbi0qQAZtc2tfsGQMztPvT9EjcbPeJK71IQN8EmuMf5-9oT6qP6BmRrVek88UqGIlypAGmlUIj3H1wwRt_jFFXJJz8qfty0S/s1600-h/drprince.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173930624353412994" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPyvmFCkshSpQcgm-IjL0DKTfqAct7Z-QbBO57E7b1CfZVAbi0qQAZtc2tfsGQMztPvT9EjcbPeJK71IQN8EmuMf5-9oT6qP6BmRrVek88UqGIlypAGmlUIj3H1wwRt_jFFXJJz8qfty0S/s200/drprince.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div><br />This is my Neurologist, Dr.Prince..........He is also a horseman........Yipee! Stephen and I went to see him this morning for one of my follow-up appointments. I think he thinks we are both nuts.........Had him laughing today as well, probably because we yak as a couple and it more than likely takes every bit of concentration on his behalf to understand us as I crack jokes about my recent cognitive fauxpas at work and how I blame it on holey brain and my darling Stephen discussing treatments in England for migraine relief. Poor guy, I printed out my list of current damages and asked him to pop in chart and I think he was impressed that I had blog, of course, I said there's an unfortunate wealth of experience out there. Not that the info is unfortunate, but that there are so many of us out there who have this. My liver, still ok. One enzyme up a squeegee, but nothing to be concerned about. And will get labs again in July. Fingers crossed that liver holds up. Found out that one of the Neurosurgery Residents that I used to wake at 3am for such and such patient was now in his office. Told him to say Hi from crazy Callie, PICU night nurse, that used to give him a hard time. Neurosurgs always hate to rotate through Pediatric ICU's ........Hate us, actually. Afraid of kids, I think. Gave me a script for a new antispasmodic to give a try. Good! Can't wait to give it a try. I told him good days and bad. He asked about my riding, I said balance and damned foot, but not givin' it up. Even if I fall off. Thank God for forgiving and understanding mares. Told him the cognitive freaks me the most and I'm used to tipping over. And I asked just exactly which variation of this MS I have, which is what I guessed , Relapsing Remitting. Isn't that how it usually starts. Then Steve and I went to Denny's for breakfast and just giggled about the visit. I'm sure we are different as I bring my Hubs with who is eccentric as it stands and what doesn't work in my brain, works in his and vise verse. And we discussed it. The thing is it is what it is and there's no point in griping about the damage already done or the future. I figure it's best to keep fingers crossed that current treatment continues to work without killing my liver and I go forth and learn to live with it. He's a good Doc and I like him. He actually remembered me and Steve. How possibly could anyone forget! We tend to leave them laughing.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4696716815798431890.post-80609326969978248872008-03-03T08:28:00.000-08:002008-03-03T08:37:45.755-08:00Zeke and His Mouse<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhxM0bPx_OkMj3v7U8YuR-Cng_Nf7nBsNDHI_S8V0QcRVBwBjJf_czq8-35HekJ1vEJoUTbmKk-JCZUeR7XXlrmz0VLAt8kSm8rtxYw_wEO3gSizP_piItorIDpIdoJship3pnbcnANeTcK/s1600-h/DSCF7016.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173554143194807090" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhxM0bPx_OkMj3v7U8YuR-Cng_Nf7nBsNDHI_S8V0QcRVBwBjJf_czq8-35HekJ1vEJoUTbmKk-JCZUeR7XXlrmz0VLAt8kSm8rtxYw_wEO3gSizP_piItorIDpIdoJship3pnbcnANeTcK/s200/DSCF7016.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div>Today, much better after good nights sleep. May even go out in snow and shovel horse poop.....This is Zeke, who feels the need to help <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Mommy</span> blog.......Maybe, I'll create more business cards to pass out at upcoming Horse Expos, I'll going too. Thanks all for the concern of yesterday's feel sorry post.......<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">LOL</span>, I'm over it. Hope all is doing well. Will try and scoot around and visit everyone today.</div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4696716815798431890.post-88511641264046531192008-03-02T19:46:00.001-08:002008-03-02T19:56:10.850-08:00Another Sucky Sunday with An Avonex Hangover<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjTSGPwqsCHMiqn_psTVfAeDum31sWdfpzCDbBpVFBD7D5OvabB66ZLLLBe_97B7AAGDmSRNqkDsQIXqC6hvnwn1cXFoP8hs7t2wXVDr5r4RUS66nY2qgALGrBXAghJop86EZ0VKfPgE2pn/s1600-h/DSCF7064.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173357553951734546" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjTSGPwqsCHMiqn_psTVfAeDum31sWdfpzCDbBpVFBD7D5OvabB66ZLLLBe_97B7AAGDmSRNqkDsQIXqC6hvnwn1cXFoP8hs7t2wXVDr5r4RUS66nY2qgALGrBXAghJop86EZ0VKfPgE2pn/s200/DSCF7064.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div><br />Goat Turds!!!!! That's what I feel like........My gosh I shivered like a dog poopin' razor blades today after that Avonex..........And speaking of goats and dogs, the darned little bugger goats broke loose again today and Steve had the pleasure of rangling them. Will try and catch culprits in the act on video for all of you to enjoy. Devilish little critters, they are........Still took the time to go out and enjoy warmer breezy air and outdoor critters this afternoon, but short lived and will gratefully crawl into warm bed with valuim tonight.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4696716815798431890.post-70163085404910532602008-02-28T09:55:00.000-08:002008-02-28T10:08:28.580-08:00MS is Weird!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjUPoKl_3C1rhYE0HrD6eZ1H9254cB4uiFHgGAmVPI03-e6RTvx8exzYSYsHHybCExpI-4w5O5V4qKEAZCnl9Vi_p1qw5mNVzhEKSguxQU6D80x2QX-ts_PrtjQutEoExpV5IVO0ZJTROkA/s1600-h/kickinhorse.gif"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172091389177844658" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjUPoKl_3C1rhYE0HrD6eZ1H9254cB4uiFHgGAmVPI03-e6RTvx8exzYSYsHHybCExpI-4w5O5V4qKEAZCnl9Vi_p1qw5mNVzhEKSguxQU6D80x2QX-ts_PrtjQutEoExpV5IVO0ZJTROkA/s200/kickinhorse.gif" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div><br />I do not know what the hell has gotten into me today, but I actually feel like a normal human being again. Hope it lasts. I got up early, wrote my list of shit to do and went on my merry way, Steve helped me unload garbage out of truck at the end of the driveway, I shoveled out back of truck, not completely, but enough, drove it to the station, gassed up and headed towards clinic to pay a bill and finally get my labs drawn before Tuesdays appointment with Neuro. I stopped at good ole' Walmart for some things I needed and then headed back to the feed store for 250 pound of grain for horses and goats.. Steve unloaded it from the truck, but then I ripped the 50 pound bags open and emptied them into the feed bins, we both corralled the goats back into their pen after Steve shoveled them out and now I'm fixin' to clean the water troughs outside, which requires retrieving the hose and unwinding it, just right so that there are no kinks and I think today, I'll quick bleach troughs before putting fresh in. That means finding a creative way to empty what is left in it, so the horses don't have to ice skate. Not an easy task as this a 100 gallon tank that is probably just under half full. Last time, I manged to freeze my feet off. I feel good today and I don't know why! Cripes! MS is weird! Oh and fold a basket of laundry.............Unknownnoreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4696716815798431890.post-35491306703969587822008-02-26T05:48:00.000-08:002008-02-26T06:29:15.515-08:00I Thought I Would Entertain You All<p><br /><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dxAWu8nBgiL4G3rv0MFryW69yar-zCLnFnEvo6_t4-AYs-8JVjDqZqxh6oJsbZwZqFFYjS8kcZtQClVO05yew' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe></p><br /><p>I thought I might bring a little chuckle to my fellows MSers, who seem to as well as me be getting our butts kicked by this crappy disease lately by posting a video of my crazy yet entertaining goats I took yesterday. This should bring a smile to your faces, if you find your way here that is. Great entertainment....... At least I find it funny. These are the boys, Herman, the larger one running around and jumping onto his house. Pumba and IttyBitty head butting. Just cracks me up, but I am easily entertained. Probably due to lack of some brain cells.</p>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4696716815798431890.post-79068167137631012272008-02-25T12:36:00.000-08:002008-02-25T16:56:07.092-08:00MS is a Butt Kicker!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi650ra-FKLegEYM3qAKd6j-WQOOsIvS2S3N02_7p7YjNePLwoAsNN7Am5LJpTw6usroqgVdfEAd-cnhRDqWzVZMIIXSOjVP77wNpqeTtXEb-QQR2QUa18zjqJhOVj9d16TM4SQtKL5Olhv/s1600-h/DSCF5320.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171019777657623346" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi650ra-FKLegEYM3qAKd6j-WQOOsIvS2S3N02_7p7YjNePLwoAsNN7Am5LJpTw6usroqgVdfEAd-cnhRDqWzVZMIIXSOjVP77wNpqeTtXEb-QQR2QUa18zjqJhOVj9d16TM4SQtKL5Olhv/s200/DSCF5320.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div>It is just kicking my butt. My legs are like jelly and my knees were buckling earlier. I worked hard my two 12 hours nights Friday and Saturday, but I can't believe that would be it alone. I knocked myself out last night to ensure good sleep, but I still feel like crap. Geezus, I hate this shit. And to know it doesn't get better ever! Just worse. Pisses me off really. I have so much stuff to do this week. And to top it off, 8 inches of more shitty crappy snow again tonight. I need green grass and spring flowers NOW! And perhaps a new pair of legs, just for today, anyway. Like my piggy pic? That's how I feel. Except that he's cute. I took that last year at our county fair. </div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4696716815798431890.post-17832160346122275162008-02-21T17:36:00.000-08:002008-02-21T17:54:55.557-08:00Another Sunny Winter Day<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKw7XTLnisL9u8eORekiRBqkGj_FfaZlTbRn2DN8rCsiPaf1O8PkWt5eESpRstdmq0CRRe-Ry-aInDvf6Ckq31gl5Ytmgb5RPllx2EWZZ7rvJcvbK2T6s0xXXY9sh2V6HrfVbaO3dw4prM/s1600-h/DSCF6895.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169613588185043682" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKw7XTLnisL9u8eORekiRBqkGj_FfaZlTbRn2DN8rCsiPaf1O8PkWt5eESpRstdmq0CRRe-Ry-aInDvf6Ckq31gl5Ytmgb5RPllx2EWZZ7rvJcvbK2T6s0xXXY9sh2V6HrfVbaO3dw4prM/s200/DSCF6895.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgiylB7LRMvzdroR8w-IZvWOii64H1RKs3lfY4KycYsonkB4F7iYBINKCN3MNLe4Jm4P4MdPzwSVxF9NOMCG2tpLynh6BRQ9j2G1fy7oNqqFgXMoNwduKT2y5IwavbjKYVbUm7IDdKoOXtC/s1600-h/DSCF6935.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169613231702758098" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgiylB7LRMvzdroR8w-IZvWOii64H1RKs3lfY4KycYsonkB4F7iYBINKCN3MNLe4Jm4P4MdPzwSVxF9NOMCG2tpLynh6BRQ9j2G1fy7oNqqFgXMoNwduKT2y5IwavbjKYVbUm7IDdKoOXtC/s200/DSCF6935.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div></div></div><br />Today is Thursday and this is the day that I must do outdoor chores or more than my normal AM and PM feeds. Today I needed to top off water troughs before I work the next two nights. I also made a new friend in the horse blogosphere that's an expert in feet, so I am a good mommy and value other's opinions, so I managed to juggle a camera, an 1100 pound horse and their feet, so I could send photos to her. My redheaded girl is stubborn and posed more of a problem, but my Kola was easy. And to keep Spot the border collie concentrating on the job at hand, which is to go potty and poo poo rather than dive into snowdrifts chasing shadows can certainly be a challenge. I'm sure my neighbors must think I'm nuts. Last night, spasms in quads were held at bay, due to new massager meant for neck wrapped around legs. Seemed to work. Hope it helps tonight. I am sure looking forward to warmer days.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4696716815798431890.post-74726764558043502612008-02-19T12:27:00.000-08:002008-02-19T12:36:20.145-08:00I Need A Massage!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEioLqHMufEJJQLpjTuyLzMIa-VoFWCAU9LjFyqpvv58x8nOolmJQ-KQShTX6Vzw3b3YLhVcUlCvMRNI37-AX7oWiHTXfjEkopQ_cRtW_BIowrngXCqIwXHBtDVZt5fEF5TrWD-h05ET8Zpg/s1600-h/Picture+4-17-07+094.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168791363940864594" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEioLqHMufEJJQLpjTuyLzMIa-VoFWCAU9LjFyqpvv58x8nOolmJQ-KQShTX6Vzw3b3YLhVcUlCvMRNI37-AX7oWiHTXfjEkopQ_cRtW_BIowrngXCqIwXHBtDVZt5fEF5TrWD-h05ET8Zpg/s200/Picture+4-17-07+094.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div>Oooooh..........That feels so good. What I wouldn't give for a massage right now. Especially my legs. They feel so tight. I know I lay in bed at night and I can feel those damned legs spasm. Just minor.........not anything big, just enough to be really annoying. Oh a good leg massage from top to feet. I think I'm going to find a local spa and get one. It seems to be more constant. With 50% good days and 50% annoying days. Still not bad days......I suppose it coulf be much worse, but a massage would feel so good right now.</div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4696716815798431890.post-52675855761720519262008-02-18T06:42:00.000-08:002008-02-19T10:12:50.972-08:00Back Amongst The Living......<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgsDtcPwe3v0EVL_UGnmpJ8zrwi_aAejUYOCGrnegs8eiEaV9bbTQYBIuhbqHtCjGnEi3xt9-PDBpOFhMTWzXY6b1IlxJVste6pQNrmrxxfFvsgknra0QuVio96UxUpbM1blqSk32FPYf0O/s1600-h/DSCF6804.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168330917676929522" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgsDtcPwe3v0EVL_UGnmpJ8zrwi_aAejUYOCGrnegs8eiEaV9bbTQYBIuhbqHtCjGnEi3xt9-PDBpOFhMTWzXY6b1IlxJVste6pQNrmrxxfFvsgknra0QuVio96UxUpbM1blqSk32FPYf0O/s200/DSCF6804.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div>I think......Geeze, this was a crappy flu. I haven't had a real flu in years. Steve is still suffering. I feel like I'm finally starting to get better. These are my Valentine's Day flowers. I've got to get back to the grind. Horses get feet trimmed today. At least the house is clean. It ought to be as Stephen and I haven't eaten in a week so there are no dirty dishes.</div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4696716815798431890.post-6434249288535042502008-02-14T14:35:00.000-08:002008-02-14T14:44:27.274-08:00Judge Judy Knows Nothing Of MSThis is a copy of an opinion that I just sent to Judge Judy following one of the cases on her program.<br /><br /><em>I watched a case in today 2/14/08, in which a Mother had told her 6 year old child that her Father may not be her Father, etc. I agree with Judge Judy. A parent is a moron for doing that, however, I take issue with a comment the Judge made to the Mother after she said she was now getting SSI for Multiple Sclerosis. Judge Judy stated, "You look fine to me!" MS is a debiliatating disease that often takes years to diagnose. It causes one's immune system to attack the mylin that covers one's spinal cord and brain. It not only causes physical disability but also causes cognitive issues. As a recently diagnosed MS sufferer, I was offended. Most of us with MS take drugs either weekly or daily or monthly that are very much like chemo drugs and they make you very ill for hours to days. Some days for people with MS are good and indeed they look fine, some are not. I used to work full time, but have cut my hours in order to cope physically and mentally. I do not plan on SSI until I cannot move.</em><br /><em></em><br /> I don't have a problem with Judge Judy's final judgement in the case, but that was an aweful thing to say.<br /><br />This is even worse when a well known and popular TV host Montel Williams announces his retirement due to the progression of his MS.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4696716815798431890.post-55028034162383826962008-02-14T08:02:00.000-08:002008-02-14T08:03:56.122-08:00Happy Valentine's Day!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhajPUB48JoNZ65gFGwEr55u95NGa5HjHfGnQI6KxTpLjGoCChWQsLZOG1hwP4hQ9WrrKWlPWpIYpA_9Y0nsqdoiJ8W1RAkcqZ7WPczJW_DqPsrH1l4EAdp8ZlUJXLOqRwF9GNXS1QIeyk3/s1600-h/Picture+4-12-07+036.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166867205707354578" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhajPUB48JoNZ65gFGwEr55u95NGa5HjHfGnQI6KxTpLjGoCChWQsLZOG1hwP4hQ9WrrKWlPWpIYpA_9Y0nsqdoiJ8W1RAkcqZ7WPczJW_DqPsrH1l4EAdp8ZlUJXLOqRwF9GNXS1QIeyk3/s200/Picture+4-12-07+036.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4696716815798431890.post-20856868347945334792008-02-12T18:28:00.000-08:002008-02-12T18:30:22.673-08:00A Bit Sick!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhHdUWEjmsgupFFISFfRmbfLmPdM9QqsTWbZ7png7Q6f48dO81wLYjAn2Ps4EmLAqgJApSGLasUaabbMMXj0MHXmjJcPnPHbuVX70Wlkx69J2Q6Fr50mJxEqAeFSSIRiw6GzHQlB65IjIVk/s1600-h/mr-yuk.gif"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166286083747303826" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhHdUWEjmsgupFFISFfRmbfLmPdM9QqsTWbZ7png7Q6f48dO81wLYjAn2Ps4EmLAqgJApSGLasUaabbMMXj0MHXmjJcPnPHbuVX70Wlkx69J2Q6Fr50mJxEqAeFSSIRiw6GzHQlB65IjIVk/s200/mr-yuk.gif" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div><br />Feeling a little under the weather today. I don't know whether it was something I ate or a touch of the flu. You can imagine, keeping the bucket with me everywhere. Eeeewww !!!!!!!!!!!Unknownnoreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4696716815798431890.post-44453982277664842432008-02-11T10:45:00.000-08:002008-02-11T12:46:13.228-08:00A Sign.........<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhSY07VNVvGBhiL5RKRuqrw_g9oxEL8r1le2IsMTaj_V2SsVP8ilCfPLVJ2zTtWky9xD24JCV8se6fswvHdQJ4eVAsZNV4cXvsqElqDtVNFPcMEXmSfUyg6TPoHq4uePNJ35Xh1wxXpEAPP/s1600-h/Picture+07-2007+006.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165826736994996610" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhSY07VNVvGBhiL5RKRuqrw_g9oxEL8r1le2IsMTaj_V2SsVP8ilCfPLVJ2zTtWky9xD24JCV8se6fswvHdQJ4eVAsZNV4cXvsqElqDtVNFPcMEXmSfUyg6TPoHq4uePNJ35Xh1wxXpEAPP/s200/Picture+07-2007+006.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div>Have you ever seen a sign like this one before? I took this pic one year while in England, having never seen a sign like this in the states, I immediately burst into laughter. No one in the car, all British, by the way understood what was so funny to me. It just struck me as funny, not a chuckle funny, but the kind where tears are streaming down your face and you could actually pee your pants. It must be Karma...............I could use this sign around here, only change it MSer's crossing.........Only not today, feel pretty energetic. It still cracks me up! </div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4696716815798431890.post-48555920983424635582008-02-11T05:52:00.000-08:002008-02-11T06:01:31.474-08:00MaMa's Kitty<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhiMvITG29HgA2TyZRLgNQylv7XlRl-msnq6TmJnHasAOwdq3adPX1e4N0qFqUH1NBc9A9k8ocyRnr5Qnc50Llz2ULiPiafdE3mb5Xh0qNC7hELuU6_-99ezas-g5d0vPWdM2m7xsDo0sld/s1600-h/DSCF6717.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165720655597752498" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhiMvITG29HgA2TyZRLgNQylv7XlRl-msnq6TmJnHasAOwdq3adPX1e4N0qFqUH1NBc9A9k8ocyRnr5Qnc50Llz2ULiPiafdE3mb5Xh0qNC7hELuU6_-99ezas-g5d0vPWdM2m7xsDo0sld/s200/DSCF6717.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div><br />I thought this pic was hilarious, so I posted it. This Ezekial aka Zeke, my special kitty. One of our six which all can be quite annoying at times. Zeke was attempting to foil my picture taking caper by pulling the string handle of the camera. Each have quite their own personalities. Zeke will also ransack my computer area by pulling the lampshade with his teeth, stealing my watches, walking across the keyboard, and knocking down my pictures. He's also been known to chew important paper work. Devil, I say.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4696716815798431890.post-2031315907574742842008-02-08T05:03:00.000-08:002008-02-08T05:09:23.400-08:00New Widget Towards The End Of The PageI created a widget for Callie at the bottom on the right of the page after she was telling me one night she likes to go out each day and check the other MS blogs on her list and make comments, but sometimes she would spend two hours checking them out to find all her blogging friends had been busy and not posted, this is especialy so for MS Blogs as they tend to blog more often when they additional problems. <br /><br />So I created the little widget that gives the latest 10 updated posts .I used her blogroll as the starting point, then checked the most compregensive braincheese blog roll and found a few more of my own, plus sites that I thought would be useful.<br /><br />Please let me know of any good MS sites with RSS feeds blogs I have missed out and what you think of it.You can find the full list of sites included at <a href="http://www.thepowerguides.com/msguide.html">The Power Guide for MS</a>I think one of the reasons I like it is because I can include blogs that do not post very often due to other commitments but you can still tell when they create a new postSteveUnknownnoreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4696716815798431890.post-42444130025229210072008-02-07T15:57:00.000-08:002008-02-07T16:08:23.218-08:00Scenes From Today<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhm4NAIIIOq3A1Y-sfxtFkALMzhWeiCGYAHULfIF2FlszOrhvgTlfMGhk3DE6OGAggK2rymPs1V9GxJm5BmtA7ZiFxfqsfieEUmDVaciN5-J93COS16bBcEJJgCQEng-UIZJ3tweEAmIG5u/s1600-h/DSCF6757.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164393565186187730" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhm4NAIIIOq3A1Y-sfxtFkALMzhWeiCGYAHULfIF2FlszOrhvgTlfMGhk3DE6OGAggK2rymPs1V9GxJm5BmtA7ZiFxfqsfieEUmDVaciN5-J93COS16bBcEJJgCQEng-UIZJ3tweEAmIG5u/s200/DSCF6757.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgFfOGxE8H8ULTUiHywl5aFpBLytULZOH25V6_dCqT8JoaHTXGOxYBHMo1gaghIuLMmNiOHjg7qLwNHJDYtIdHp-t0a72uUF_glASZyyEP52oBW-SB9DlJFNLz9lZnJeMwuZ2JCJ5GXqQce/s1600-h/DSCF6734.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164393161459261890" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgFfOGxE8H8ULTUiHywl5aFpBLytULZOH25V6_dCqT8JoaHTXGOxYBHMo1gaghIuLMmNiOHjg7qLwNHJDYtIdHp-t0a72uUF_glASZyyEP52oBW-SB9DlJFNLz9lZnJeMwuZ2JCJ5GXqQce/s200/DSCF6734.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiw5bMiXEFIxCxjHMqmiFjKlMPkh_4paHmtN0teNWMuTIMqRE9NBEWe_GcdVJcvjRn5BY-kfgunkmNSkIbBRn4Pwy-po0RaJg3GhPpklXg2tHalUBpKNZ_TbAg3XXs-MSl3bzkbB36VjJc-/s1600-h/DSCF6752.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164392731962532274" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiw5bMiXEFIxCxjHMqmiFjKlMPkh_4paHmtN0teNWMuTIMqRE9NBEWe_GcdVJcvjRn5BY-kfgunkmNSkIbBRn4Pwy-po0RaJg3GhPpklXg2tHalUBpKNZ_TbAg3XXs-MSl3bzkbB36VjJc-/s200/DSCF6752.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhFI34WKyXLA232hFns-yiWtF16NQml53zdggRKv4PCk26rUU9RLA2zty9tC5amj0MpF5bT9VRKshSkg5fDz5YNA5WG8N3Qeax309fmaKarnYdvKBjBva95pY_LtMFhUvaLJe9H8ojdHk54/s1600-h/DSCF6740.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164392457084625314" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhFI34WKyXLA232hFns-yiWtF16NQml53zdggRKv4PCk26rUU9RLA2zty9tC5amj0MpF5bT9VRKshSkg5fDz5YNA5WG8N3Qeax309fmaKarnYdvKBjBva95pY_LtMFhUvaLJe9H8ojdHk54/s200/DSCF6740.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhs04UbTp-IQY9TP74yuBlPRN2DH0hCuxK33tt2H2WMSClkH_e2YqVvI3aiczt-oFezbPL3SuTj9Xs94Kxl-8thhrVXwjWbpncf-Tw5NogxE49QJdGHyjQ2noaGxr4MYgwec3p9_JlNMdfC/s1600-h/DSCF6735.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164392169321816466" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhs04UbTp-IQY9TP74yuBlPRN2DH0hCuxK33tt2H2WMSClkH_e2YqVvI3aiczt-oFezbPL3SuTj9Xs94Kxl-8thhrVXwjWbpncf-Tw5NogxE49QJdGHyjQ2noaGxr4MYgwec3p9_JlNMdfC/s200/DSCF6735.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Our driveway. My marvelous parallel parking job. The snow sculptures in Lake Geneva. The fools out on the lake ice fishing.<br /><br /><div></div></div></div></div></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4696716815798431890.post-86392917445607804592008-02-07T09:51:00.000-08:002008-02-07T09:54:15.385-08:00Fooey Snow!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPxy6Iia3TcyxrukYovEFA_tfFH1ERDSsRggKFmKeAZeIYUzqyoEMSXyfLIHkHMDTxCT8N-11qACKBv2EX_Is6X9dW3Zy9Y24i0v8vr2I2g1xO-kZK3AucLHx7sjDKYs2K7iaUoTy6_qCr/s1600-h/DSCF6682.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164297602731893122" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPxy6Iia3TcyxrukYovEFA_tfFH1ERDSsRggKFmKeAZeIYUzqyoEMSXyfLIHkHMDTxCT8N-11qACKBv2EX_Is6X9dW3Zy9Y24i0v8vr2I2g1xO-kZK3AucLHx7sjDKYs2K7iaUoTy6_qCr/s200/DSCF6682.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div><br />I hate snow, but obviously Spot loves it! He came tearing through it at me after his afternoon potty break, yesterday.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4696716815798431890.post-30072376084150053522008-02-06T19:18:00.000-08:002008-02-10T00:13:23.714-08:00My List of Annoying MS Damages<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgroK6S5ePUpqh4Rz7RvOP1_T4HvnuMgRYYW7BE33ywAP-p1p_5vAjF4ukSL8GWFc-38jJM7ZtziJEmAIiI9tKTmIYodGJhqYAl7DjytaOIA6xBmqdts16tPSIl5JaUKmiLUIB1QeFl6_UI/s1600-h/DSCF6678.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164074247252631890" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgroK6S5ePUpqh4Rz7RvOP1_T4HvnuMgRYYW7BE33ywAP-p1p_5vAjF4ukSL8GWFc-38jJM7ZtziJEmAIiI9tKTmIYodGJhqYAl7DjytaOIA6xBmqdts16tPSIl5JaUKmiLUIB1QeFl6_UI/s200/DSCF6678.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div>I put this pic up to go with this post as this is a very annoyed horse and I thought it would go well with this post. I'm listing all of my annoying damage done, for lack of better words. Don't know why. Just thought I would because I feel like it. </div><div></div><div>1) Even though I was only diagnosed in October or was it September, I've had a left foot drop for about two to three years. I remember thinking it odd that when I rode, my left foot would push down into the stirrup while I would ride normally with my right foot flexed upward. I thought it was just me being weird. I also noticed the lack of flexion when walking down the stairs barefoot.</div><div></div><div>2) I've struggled with a very stiff left side of my neck for about a year steady. Thought I was sleeping weird or maybe my pillows were crappy.</div><div></div><div>3) Random numbness in my left arm especially my hand. Sometimes my right hand too, but mostly my left side. Again used to think I was sleeping on it.</div><div></div><div>4) WORD fishing, really word fishing for a couple of years now. Sometimes worse than other times but usually always. My husband noticed this first. I thought I just had too much on my mind.</div><div></div><div>5) Short term memory..........I've been writing lists for a few years now as well. And asking my husband to help me write the list and remember.</div><div></div><div>6) Concentration. Not so bad at work, because what I've been doing, I've been doing so long that it comes fairly automatic, but sometimes even there I have to redirect myself and start over.</div><div></div><div>7) Generalized body stiffness. If I sit say for instance too long in a car, I become quite stiff and it's harder to get up.</div><div></div><div>8) My strength. Where I used to be able to pull my fat ass up onto a horse, I've had to use my trusty mounting bucket for at least two and a half years now. </div><div>9) One thing I forgot to add, the random little annoying muscle spasms that I get nearly every other day. Mostly in my legs but often in my hands. Have had those for a few years now, just thought I needed more calcium.</div><div>10) Cognitive ability. This one scares me and I don't know if I'm hyper aware of it or it is more of an issue, but I've pointed to the rubberband on the table, knew it was a rubber band and asked for the ashtray. Of all of them that freaks me the most.</div><div></div><div>And then those obvious three relapses that I've previously spoke of with the final one getting me diagnosed. Unless I've forgotten something, which is entirely possible, I think that basically covers it. Although my husband has mentioned various mood swings, but I think that's related to my normal PMS. So there it is in a nutshell.<br /></div><div></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4696716815798431890.post-25006746939613207592008-02-06T09:13:00.000-08:002008-02-06T09:23:00.117-08:00<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj3WVDwkkQRs53wymVSQUsIyaVfBkEx25QZRK72rRZETcRZKKScCEVsE6FiwRGb3AaOCWSqs17WoFg3-RDgThk1DPNjVbFXibeVu7TZJreFo-iQQ_iUpcWYZALTUhdPj_9HqRYi9C8fHpc2/s1600-h/DSCF6630.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163917163118747922" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj3WVDwkkQRs53wymVSQUsIyaVfBkEx25QZRK72rRZETcRZKKScCEVsE6FiwRGb3AaOCWSqs17WoFg3-RDgThk1DPNjVbFXibeVu7TZJreFo-iQQ_iUpcWYZALTUhdPj_9HqRYi9C8fHpc2/s200/DSCF6630.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div><br /><br /><div></div></div><br /><p>The start of 18 inches of snow, starting yesterday at about 3pm and ending today at about 6pm. Woo Hoo! More snow! When I really want to start seeing green. </p><p> </p><p>Well, I have my appointment with the neurologist next month. And as I suspected, I have to go back to the lab and have a liver panel drawn from my most easily found and giving veins, NOT. Which pisses me off, because with the last draw, I made a point about making sure the livers were drawn while I was there and of course they were not. </p><p> </p><p>Today, stay indoors and make a yummy chicken stew, because it's crappy and near blizzard conditions outside. Do some laundry and Diane, yes, I will tidy up that desk area, LOL, because it is in need of that.</p>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4696716815798431890.post-6865998872597776262008-02-05T06:04:00.000-08:002008-02-05T06:18:21.016-08:00Breakfast?<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjoA3a_JVlfs-bX2XJcf0YOmfPhc6zb2Hvfb8aiZL5HNjUF_sbcZHCsH1sNIBuKmSwb9NAGYTyj9OriwNSUR2jaLRdRfCxG15mNFxLqMhl_bWt4FmD0wLdDXOCgHR7NMOeQuywAKba1acDW/s1600-h/DSCF6622.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163497162561839298" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjoA3a_JVlfs-bX2XJcf0YOmfPhc6zb2Hvfb8aiZL5HNjUF_sbcZHCsH1sNIBuKmSwb9NAGYTyj9OriwNSUR2jaLRdRfCxG15mNFxLqMhl_bWt4FmD0wLdDXOCgHR7NMOeQuywAKba1acDW/s200/DSCF6622.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div>This happens any morning that I may attempt to eat cereal. What you don't see is that there is two dogs on the floor looking up and another cat on the floor also looking up. They wait for me to set the bowl down and Lilyput (the oversized calico) will challange me for it and paw and bite at me to get the bowl. Pardon the state of this old kitchen. It's seriously outdated and one of the last rooms in the house that needs to be done. And I just realized just how flattering an oversized red sweatshirt really is.......Yeah......That's good.........</div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4696716815798431890.post-74215464361196565452008-02-04T10:57:00.001-08:002008-02-04T11:11:41.649-08:00Waiting.........Just called the Neurologist and now I'll wait for a couple of days to find out more about my labs and what he thinks.<br /><br /> I have to work a crappy 4 hours tonight of mandatory overtime. It's silly weather again. It snowed four inches last night and this morning it was pouring rain and thundering. We have a few errands to run before I head off to work. At least it's only 4 hours and it will go quick. The chill of today has gone straight to my bones. I don't mind the cold but when it's coupled with dampness.........Brrrrrrrrr.........Nothing a nice warm bath won't cure.<br /><br /> I have to get out and get my daughter and her roomate, Brit, a few goodies for Valentine's Day. College kids love to receive packages and Zoe's birthday is coming up. I can't believe she'll be 19. Makes me feel old! So tomorrow, we'll be headed to the Apple store for the childbrat's birthday gift. The gifts get more expensive as they get older.<br /><br /> Today, when I went out to feed the horses, I noticed a strange hole dug into the old tall grass next the barn as I bent down to crawl through the fence and there peeking out at me was a little bunny. I shouted to my husband and made him come down and look at the bunny. I hope it's still there because I'll take a picture of it.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4696716815798431890.post-56848648771928230572008-01-31T19:30:00.000-08:002008-01-31T19:48:30.207-08:00How Do I Know?<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgf5WXf3jESsqxPO9eN3Uhj5vhecQSVsKo-7LlCCtKJeYBsjxqOCHxXk2ghS4mDMWwqeLxT32PFmWUqS7_4ZXNOJTLzI559ph-6JSGMKm7BIL-qTE8zfTxb4dFvi4hn0mGJ3N2OnnivFE-G/s1600-h/DSCF6503.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161849892279967842" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgf5WXf3jESsqxPO9eN3Uhj5vhecQSVsKo-7LlCCtKJeYBsjxqOCHxXk2ghS4mDMWwqeLxT32PFmWUqS7_4ZXNOJTLzI559ph-6JSGMKm7BIL-qTE8zfTxb4dFvi4hn0mGJ3N2OnnivFE-G/s200/DSCF6503.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div>So how do I know if I was to have a relapse? I mean if it wasn't an obvious one like an optic neuritis. To what degree is a symptom considered a relapse? Would a little more numbness be a relapse or just the same lesion acting up? Or slightly more stiffness in the same area of stiffness? What other type relapses are out there? Oh wise and more experienced MSers........Please share, I'm curious. I know we're all different but I'd still like to know if anyone has had the same type relapse that they have had before or has each one been something different? Sorry, had to put Spot, aka Mr. Cute up because I thought the face went well with the questions and his face is much cuter than mine. :)</div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4696716815798431890.post-78709305791133553372008-01-31T05:57:00.000-08:002008-01-31T06:43:53.403-08:00Say It Isn't So..........<d><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJqcZG4XgXBGMrLdxEcXnGldAGMuhxgHkRGTjNeIuQR9ceKr59I5D4zw-0QmFPAQGfvBwXSd-2OdFWPQwUJThmCHsjkElJVcWOPS2PatY06Qj_61zLllQk3FCFhTRL-tH9syXd1Ah3niG-/s1600-h/DSCF5539.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161645078174523410" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJqcZG4XgXBGMrLdxEcXnGldAGMuhxgHkRGTjNeIuQR9ceKr59I5D4zw-0QmFPAQGfvBwXSd-2OdFWPQwUJThmCHsjkElJVcWOPS2PatY06Qj_61zLllQk3FCFhTRL-tH9syXd1Ah3niG-/s200/DSCF5539.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div>Is it true what they say about Jaguars being expensive to up keep? I'm afraid so. My little X-type has been naughty. As I was driving home from work the other morning, the dashboard on this thing went completely wonky! I dread to think what it will cost. It suddenly started flashing all sorts of messeges at me. Engine light, cruise control not working, engine temperature gage. All sorts of things that were simply untrue. I think when moisture get in there, it's starts giving me problems. So it sits in the driveway waiting for the day I'll bring it into the dealership for repair, which will be awhile as taxes must come first. I miss my ass warmers as I have to drive the Focus, which is a nice little car, but I must admit I've been spoiled to ass warmers and all wheel drive in winter weather. We bought her used, I love that car. The gas milage is fairly good, nearly 30 in the summer and 25 in the winter, not bad for what it is. I do love my big red truck, but we only use that for farm work and most times it sits until I need hay or to haul something.</div><div></div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgacxITM_OueJfqi3i7-Hi0UccUBT6LhkmhFVY6qeFAmBnz0osLXMYQgj8h_L15yCx7DDuXhRWMVnIkGczR4waKS9sm0FxRxHNhbPktd4M-kS7ryyYxsvvP54LofYvHei3sIDVMILxdDN92/s1600-h/DSCF5540.JPG"></a></div><br /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgacxITM_OueJfqi3i7-Hi0UccUBT6LhkmhFVY6qeFAmBnz0osLXMYQgj8h_L15yCx7DDuXhRWMVnIkGczR4waKS9sm0FxRxHNhbPktd4M-kS7ryyYxsvvP54LofYvHei3sIDVMILxdDN92/s1600-h/DSCF5540.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161649721034170402" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgacxITM_OueJfqi3i7-Hi0UccUBT6LhkmhFVY6qeFAmBnz0osLXMYQgj8h_L15yCx7DDuXhRWMVnIkGczR4waKS9sm0FxRxHNhbPktd4M-kS7ryyYxsvvP54LofYvHei3sIDVMILxdDN92/s200/DSCF5540.JPG" border="0" /></a>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com3