“Dear beautiful Spring weather, I miss you. Was it something I said?” ~”Skipper” Kim Corbin
Indeed, did we all say something to make it such a crummy Spring? Just like the twisters that hit our area in mid-April, the swirling gray clouds seem to be hanging over everyone in my life this spring. Death and dying–those have been prevalent–friends have lost loved ones, I’ve heard of much sickness everywhere, and just general anxiety and restlessness with everyone, me included.
I know we all have nothing to complain about, what with all that’s happened in the south, but………..this rainy weather is just really getting to me. I noticed that I haven’t posted since late February. I think I’ve been in a slump since then–just very depressed, and it seems that everyone around me is feeling the same way. Is it the economy? Is it all the sad news? Is it the weather? I”m not certain but I know that most everyone is feeling the same way.
At home, we were all consumed by Brad’s FIRST photography exhibit for college at the end of April. Every time he rushed into the room at home, it seemed like all the air left the room as he was so agitated. He’s a real perfectionist, which is wonderful to behold but a little exhausting! It was overwhelming….but that’s over, and he made us very proud! I would post the pictures but they’re quite graphic
in a gory sort of way. He’s quite a thinker and there was a lot of depth to the presentation.
Travis is struggling to finish high school and graduate. He still succombs to his migraines–and we noticed that his eyelids get droopy–seems he may have “myasthenia gravis”, a neuro-muscular problem. We’re still working with a neurosurgeon to determine this–she wants to call in specialists from Rochester to take a look at him. He had an MRI & MRA–the radiologist made note that he has something called “arnold chiari disorder”–something to do with the brain hanging lower into his neck region, which also might be causing his headaches.
In the meantime, my sister was diagnosed with “mastocytosis”–basically it means her mast cells are allergic to her, and she breaks out in hives. The strange thing is that both of these–Trav’s disorder and my sister’s disorder–are both autoimmune disorders, not so unusual I guess if you know that I have chronic fatigue syndrome, fibromyalgia and chronic dry eye, also autoimmune disorders. While all this was sorting itself out, my sister’s former mother-in-law was in a rapid decline from newly diagnosed ovarian cancer, possibly Stage 4. She had surgery this past Tuesday, which was a nightmare; it did not go well but she’s in ICU in Rochester, and I’m so praying for her recovery.
A year ago this coming weekend, graduation at Ithaca College, was a glorious weekend at the lake. I believe, if memory serves me correctly, we had spent most of the April weekends at Seneca Lake. Not certain what this weekend will bring–perhaps some sunshine on Saturday, but sounds like more rain off and on until next Wednesday….ugh!
Please, please “Rain, Rain, Go Away, Come on Back Another Day!” I’m going to keep chanting this over and over again….it really wasn’t something I said, was it?