IthinkIhaveFinancialAffectiveDisorder

Seriously, I sit here every day, staring at the screen and trying to think of what to do next. I go through my email, respond to what I can, flag what I might, and delete the rest. There just aren’t enough pieces of me to go around.

This weekend is a big one: my son’s birthday, Mother’s Day, a little league game, a cub scout dinner and another birthday party. I brought three dozen sugar cookies for my son to share with his class. His siblings instantly did the calculations taking into account the number of classmates, teacher/assistants, and leftover cookies. These children who are getting middling reports on ability to concentrate and deliver on school work had it worked out to two decimal points in about three seconds. They know exactly what they can claim in leftovers.

Been so down, and down on myself lately that I don’t even remember what I said or did to prompt my eldest to shout from across the room, “Mom, you are not a failure, and you never will be!”

Trying to find work for next month and the month after. Just finished a big web design/site setup project that paid just in time to make the mortgage and not much else. Beginning to look at valuables again and wondering what jewelry, etc. I could sell.

Every day, my muscles ache and my joints protest every movement. It takes—no joke—an hour to find a comfortable sleeping position because any pressure on the lymph nodes under my neck is unbearable, and I can’t rest any part of my body on any other part of my body. The Pillow Arranging Ceremony is protracted, and my shoulders and back hate me for all the squirming and pillow punching and twisting around.

I’m two months into this Fifth Disease infection, and it hasn’t let up at all. Even the kids have flareups now and then. I kept Daphne home yesterday, and she and her bother STILL had the low-grade fever and slapped cheeks over the weekend. So did I. The school secretary clearly does not believe that we could still be suffering the effects. Well, I heard my seven year old ask her brother yesterday, “Sometimes when you stand up, doesn’t it feel like your legs are broken?” I can’t figure out if I’m in a perpetual fog, or if my tolerance for pain is causing the stoic and stony feeling I have all day. I cheer up when Lost is on and we have wine and cheese, but that’s not really something I can do round the clock. If I fall asleep after dropping the kids off, I could be out for thirty minutes or four and a half hours, like yesterday. I literally cannot fight the fatigue and asthenia.

And I don’t want to eat, yet the water retention in my hands and cankles compensate nicely so that my weight has remained the same throughout. Talk about cruel ironies. My friend remarked that she is one minor disease away from her target weight, and I thought, great, I get the one that retains buckets of water.

Going to stop typing now. Mousing is an agony. Cruel that every penny I earn is through this computer. At least when I take a day off it doesn’t seem to matter, as earnings are down all over the damn place.

And please, no holiday “excitement” this weekend.

Comments

Jeanne Jeanne said on...
05.07.09 at 12:34 PM |

I love you
You are bright beautiful and fantastic
I love you
Send me your address via email if you could
Love Jeanne

Happy Mother’s Day
I love you
Jeanne ^j^

paige horst paige horst said on...
05.07.09 at 04:05 PM |

Our family’s experience with Fifth’s was similar. We all contracted it right around Christmas and we were still having flare ups at the end of March.

Stress seems to make it worse and make the flareups more intense. In our case, we had a mental health crisis with my two teens which caused gigantic, intense and protracted stress…I think that kept us from healing well.

We have not had a flareup since the last week of March, though, so I’m hoping that things have settled down.

I don’t have much other advice, other than try to rest, take NSAIDs as needed and drink lots and lots of fluids and take a really, really good multivitamin.

I know you don’t know me from Adam, but if I lived anywhere around you, I’d come over and help out. I know how awful this virus is when it hangs around and if our doctor hadn’t told me that we weren’t crazy…it really *does* take a while to get over it…I don’t know what I would have done.

The crushing fatigue and bone/joint pain *does* go away. The weird mental fog goes too.

I promise.

Kim Peaslee (JavaScript must be enabled to view this email address) said on...
05.07.09 at 06:27 PM |

Mindy,
I am sending lots of hugs.  The whole financial thing really makes people depressed.  We use to live in Central Maine, put our house on the market in 2007.  We found renters who skipped out on us after 8 months.  We moved to Southern Maine and began the fun struggle of paying a mortgage and rent.  There were many days were we did not know where we were going to get the money to pay the bills let alone groceries.  We sold our wedding bands and my engagement ring.  I get so worried and end up stressing over things I can not always change.  I went back to teaching Special Needs High School children and we are thankful for every day my husband works.  Construction in Maine is not at its best.  House still has not sold and we have tried to short sale it.  Yeah that is not working either.  Everyday I focus on being thankful for the wonderful things we do have.  We have each other, 3 great kids, friends, family and wonderful people who write fantastic blogs that make it all worth while.  (you)  Keep your chin up and know that many people are hoping and praying for you.  You are a fantastic Mom, daughter, sister, aunt,  and friend.  I will be sending caring thoughts and prayers that things will get better.  Hugs and take care.  Kim from Maine is sending a big hug to you!

My Baby's Mommy My Baby's Mommy said on...
05.07.09 at 07:56 PM |

I know how you feel.  I’m just so pissed to be a grown up during this bad time.  I am surprised that you’re feeling this too, I guess I was wrong to think you were totally riding a big famous mom blogger train or something.  Don’t sell anything!

Jill Rivera (JavaScript must be enabled to view this email address) said on...
05.08.09 at 04:19 AM |

Ten years ago,  I know exactly what you are going through with fifth disease.  My eighteen year old had chicken pox in the first grade for Christmas.  He gave a Christmas present to his eighteen-month Brother for New Years. 
I thought his brother done with the chicken pox, he developed a fever and slapped cheeks, then that lacey rash.  I think the fifth disease was worst than the chicken pox because this was the age I did not have the internet to research.  I never hear of this childhood illness,  I could handle calmin lotion and a few spots, but when you baby turn red.  Moms kind of freak out. 

PS the financial things always work out, so do stress it just makes wrinkle and tummy.

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05.08.09 at 06:07 AM |

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Jami Jami said on...
05.08.09 at 09:24 AM |

Lets see, if you drive 15 hours and I drive 15 hours we could meet in the middle and eat wine and cheese together. And, if you decided I was trust worthy, you could just come live with me. And we would eat wine and cheese together and send the kids in the 2 acres of Ozark goodness and make each other laugh. And you could sleep forever.

And then you would get better.

Of course, this has stalker implications, so that could be a little deterring…

Regardless, you ARE amazing, even if you can’t feel it now. Don’t feel like a failure because you have to heal. Do you bash your kids for resting? Talk to yourself the way you talk to them, you deserve it. And also, it is the way all your interweb friends would talk to you but can’t.
Love and hugs!

Carmen V. Rodriguez Carmen V. Rodriguez said on...
05.08.09 at 12:58 PM |

You’ve got the whole thing wrong, my friend. You, in fact, CAN drink wine more than once a day and you should nap like it was a job. The three darling beauties you write about need you to be strong, vibrant and present so your health comes first.  Do all the things you have to do to take care of yourself, be patient and know it will all come back to a good place.  That sounds so damn good I may take some of that advice myself!

Mortgage Girl Mortgage Girl said on...
05.08.09 at 04:00 PM |

We had the same thing at the same time. The whole “slapped face” thing is so aggravating. I can’t believe we finally got over it.

Theresa Walsh Giarrusso Theresa Walsh Giarrusso said on...
05.09.09 at 08:52 PM |

Hey Mindy—I am reading your blog for the first time tonight and you sound so much like me. We’re having a very similar Mother’s Day weekend—my son’s 6th birthday party was today! We had more than 20 kids over for Lego Party. I worked for about 7 hours last night trying to stack cake planks into a Lego tower. It might have worked if I had frozen the cake but I was running behind. So the icing wouldn’t stick to the crumby part of the cake. So it’s the night before Mother’s Day and I’m still working finishing a book of photos for the kindergarten teacher’s end of the year present.

I am sore every morning too, but I don’t have Fifth’s Disease. I hope that you find some way to manage your pain. My mom has RA and has finally found a treatment to manage her flares. Feel better and take care of yourself!

If you get the time we have a lovely little mom community in Atlanta. I’ve written a mom column and mom blog for The Atlanta Journal-Constitution for almost five years now. It’s a bunch of really supportive women and some men.
You can find us as blogs.ajc.com/momania. I’ll visit you again soon! Good luck!

Prams and Pushchairs Prams and Pushchairs said on...
05.11.09 at 12:23 AM |

I know what you mean- it’s hard, and there’s no escaping it. If you don’t “sit in front of the screen” you’ve got no income, and if you do it only seems to make you feel worse. Help!! But there is going to be light at the end of the tunnel for me- and as others have commented, you’ll get through it given time (and lots of healthful rest and nutritional support, minus the stress!)
Look forward to reading each of your future posts.
Take care though!

rolex replica rolex replica said on...
05.19.09 at 11:57 PM |

I get so worried and end up stressing over things I can not always change.  I went back to teaching Special Needs High School children and we are thankful for every day my husband works.  Construction in Maine is not at its best.  House still has not sold and we have tried to short sale it.  Yeah that is not working either..

Outdoor Living Furniture Outdoor Living Furniture said on...
06.01.09 at 01:00 AM |

You made me cry, I have had a bad day/life at the moment as well.
you are defiantly not a failure and I guess that is something i have to remind myself of as well.  I always find an early night on days like these helps things always look better in the morning.

diaper cakes diaper cakes said on...
06.01.09 at 01:02 AM |

keep your chin, things sound pretty tough for you at the moment.
you son has some great advise “Mom, you are not a failure, and you never will be!”  life does have its ups and downs you just have to hang in there.

love and kisses

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