Posts for category ‘me & mine’

But at least we can see the trees now.

The preliminary tests are in and although making sense of doctor-speak is difficult (but internet searches are a horrorshow of fear so we are skipping that), it seems that the amino acid imbalance is able to be controlled mainly with diet. It has similar symptoms to hypoglycemia with similar risks. She’s have to make sure to eat regularly throughout her life because her little body won’t metabolize her carnosene and could lead to a variety of problems. She is scheduled with a metabolic specialist late in July.
She is also scheduled with a cardiologist, although her pediatrician feels that she will grow out of the small heart issues he wants to be sure there is nothing more serious going on than an occasional pre-beat.
All of your good thoughts, prayers and magick are so very appreciated. Please don’t stop.
Peace!

and shame the devil.
Right? I did that in my blogging for awhile. I spoke my piece on myriad subjects both political and personal. Even when I was withholding some of my own life stuff, (in my efforts to monetize) what I did write was all my truth. My understanding of the world, (hence: thornesworld). My only lies were the sins of omission, the things I chose not to write. Not to share here in this very public venue.
Our precious Elinore is undergoing some lab tests. It seems she may have an amino acid imbalance that could cause her great health problems and risks. She has also been referred to a cardiologist for a suspected heart murmur.
So as I wander through my days; doing my housework, writing, sewing- beneath the surface (and occasionally escaping in wild sobs and screaming rage) is this fear, this worry for our Elinore. Along with that feeling is my horror that my daughter and son in law should have to go through this. Overpowering both of those is in insane indignation- an anger so powerful it threatens to consume me. I am so heartily offended at the knowledge that so many women go along in their ignorant anti-abortion-it’s-against-god lives popping out babies only to abandon them to the system (or worse) one after another while my precious daughter whose only desire is to be a good and devoted mother to one child has had to suffer and survive the loss of her son and now these health issues of her daughter.
I’m fucking sick.
Nobody ever said life is fair, but this is ridiculous.
Peace

Welcome home, Elinore Irene. My beautiful granddaughter was born at 8:24 AM on May 10. She weighed in at a precise 6 lbs and measured exactly 18″ tall. She is an incredible being of light and love and joy (as are all babies, of course). She is also a magickal symbol of life and hope and healing.
She is healthy and whole and happy as are her parents and grandparents. She is also a breastfeeding pro and cuddlebug extraordinaire!
On a separate but related note, Thornie is coming a bit back to herself since this happy event. I plan to be around here a bit more often. I have a new (to me) truck and some plans and movement in the works that I’ll be posting. Say hi if you’re still around, oh bloggy buddies!
Peace, out!