Chronicles of Life with Multiple Sclerosis
Having a bit of an anxiety attack about my ssi review tomorrow morning. Should be asleep since the call could come anytime between 8am and 12:45pm but couldn’t sleep. Decided to look through my pictures on flickr and found a set of Zoya pics I hadn’t seen in a while.
Here’s a picture of young zoya, before she started hating her baths, and was still small enough to sit in my hand comfortably. She didn’t seem so tiny then but looking at her now, sleeping in her terrarium, she’s grown so much :)
Anyway, Just thought I’d share this picture. It filled me with so much love and calmed me down enough I think I may get to sleep soon. People question the power of non traditional support animals, but this is one of many examples from my life that shows how impactful she is on my overall wellbeing. How she helps get me through stress, sadness, bad health days, gives me a reason to get up in the morning, keeps me motivated.
These are random thoughts now, but hopefully soon to be a well written argument in support of animals for those with chronic illnesses.
BIG thanks to everyone who took the time to vote for Zoya and I! We won! Even more exciting, people are talking about non traditional therapy pets. Among the winners there were two tortoises! How cool is that? Also an awesome bunny and a kitty that looks like it just might have the side eye down pat. Very exciting!
Thank you thank you thank you! <3
Zoya and I entered a contest being held by ‘Thats My Pet’ to win a beautiful portrait and cards of this photo! More importantly, this month’s contests focus on therapy pets and we were so excited to see a category for non-traditional therapy pets we couldn’t resist.
For those who don’t know, Zoya pants is a registered therapy pet. I have multiple sclerosis and she helps me maintain a routine, give me a focus when things get bad, fight depression, and cheers me up with a snuggle and a side eye on terrible health days.
So click the picture or this link and like the post to vote for us. We will be eternally grateful for your vote. Competition is steep! Not only are there some adorable kitties in the running but also a giant bunny and another tortoise (we may have had to vote against ourselves because that sulcata is wearing a pretty dress).
Anyway, Take a look and like us! Zoya promises to remember you when the #turtpocalypse comes. :)
(my apologies to those who follow my other two blogs and see this a million times.)
Nothing says sexy like pink legwarmers and a hospital gown! you’re jealous.
BP2 - emotional support stuffed sea turtle (though his first incarnation is in my closet) was named to remind us of that awful oil spill that harmed so many sea turtles and so that I could respond to the MRI techs when the asked me his name with “Its BP. you know. like the oil company”. I like to cause trouble.
in any case, BP2 didn’t get pre registered for our MRI like I did so we had to stop at admitting before heading to radiology. Once we got there, however, we had a semi painful (don’t cross your legs during an MRI if they hurt.. you have to keep them that way for at least an hour) but decent MRI. Turns out BP is still filled with cotton, with no change. I may have a new lesion that looks like a lighting bolt… We’ll see how the neuro deals with that. (yeah I have a DOCS reader on my computer and all my MRIs)
More importantly? even though the tech wouldn’t get a pic of me on the table wearing them, nothing says sexy like hospital gown and legwarmers. I was a maniac in that MRI machine.
some days Zoya and I are really on the same page… just lift your head and look around if you’re concerned about whats happening… otherwise its not worth getting out of bed.
Though I’ll say that that face is probably the one thing that forces me to get up even when the pain is the worst… cause having to pee seems less important in relation to that wittle face waiting for her nom noms.
but my first 2012 insomnia sunrise is beautiful and my amazing tortoise Zoya is awake and blinking at me.. what more could I want!?! Well, good friends ending up crashing on my couch.. not ashamed to say that I’m so happy to still be able to be helpful and to have them in my home. These peeps are my REAL family.. biology be damned.
so far I give 2012 about a 8.5 ;-)
I know you’re all wondering what this crazy girl is doing on the last friday night of 2011. This shitty year is about to end so I should spend the last full night of it in a way that sums up the whole year, right? right.
Well, I don’t want you all to be too jealous but… I’m so on it. Currently I’m sitting on my couch watching SNL’s best of Jimmy Fallon (currently airing on VH1) in the shirt I’d been wearing all day, my pj pants, a giant sweatshirt, some bright pink leg warmers, with my hair all over the place from being half up all day and then taken down without further brushing.
Feel free to take a moment to yourself if that sexy image was too much for you.
I’ve worked on 4 separate crochet projects, 2 of which I started tonight when the other two got too boring, none of which will be finished in the next six months. My hand got progressively more cramped but I kept picking up the yarn and hook when I got bored but forgot why I stopped the last time.
I’ve made sure to turn on the space heater and my hot humidifier so my bestest friend, zoya the tortoise, stays warm enough while she sleeps (and so I don’t get any nose bleeds from the dry air in my apartment). I also made sure to decorate by bringing my pillow and comforter from my bed onto the couch, where I plan to sleep, and leaving some random scarves and gloves laying around.
but wait! I know what you’re asking yourself. “What sort of snacks does one serve at a party of this magnitude?!?” Good question! I’m partaking in an aperitif of gin and tonic which I plan to follow with the last Lean Cuisine in my freezer. Since clearly this is a high class party, I’ll be serving baclofen as a digestif and within the hour I’ll be choosing between two fantastic deserts: Xanax and Ambien! After this, I’ll be falling asleep on my couch and likely waking up to a horrible infomercial when I need to use the bathroom in the middle of the night.
yah! Here ya go 2011 gods! bring on the next year.
All and all its the perfect representation of 2011, don’t you think? (well.. if there had been a blood draw or hospital visit involved it’d have been perfect..) Come on over!
yay torties!!! I am the same way. Love cats and dogs but am really allergic. I have a tortoise named Zoya and she’s my hero (actually she’s my emotional support animal but thats a story for another time). Animals do wonders when things are crappy on the health front don’t they? Pacha is adorable!! yay reptile lovers!
My allergies only allow me to keep reptiles or fish as pets. I am actually TERRIFIED of fish (every time someone takes a picture of fish, with fish, that have fish in them and then POSTS them on tumblr I look away u.u
I do have a crazy love for reptiles though =) and this here is the most amazing one ever. My redfooted tortoise, Pacha.