Courtney to Fab40!!
http://fabulously40.com/fabulously/memphisborn.92.1

We met in 1995 when she became my across the street neighbor. Our hubbies worked together and they were looking for a home and we had just moved in to new track housing. Roger told her hubby about the house across the street and they bought it!  

She’s a nutter and that’s probably why we get along!! lol

This year I am rolling with the team from Roger’s work, NBC/Universal. Tracy’s MSkateers.
Wednesday the 31st of March they are having a bake sale at Universal to support the walk. I am going to try and go to work with Roger that day. How fun will that be?! Maybe I can get on a CSI set or something. I might be found by some big Producer and become famous!! rofl

Here is the link to my/our page.

I know times are hard right now, so please do not feel you have to donate. Your support is what I need the most!!

http://main.nationalmssociety.org/site/TR/Walk/CALWalkEvents?px=2159388&pg=personal&fr_id=13066

I felt the need to share here as so many of you helped for this dream!!

I may have found the perfect option for a shower that I can actually use on my own...getting in and out etc.

Wish me the luck of the Irish today!!
Happy St. Patrick’s Day to all...

click on my link for my newest shower blog!!
http://makingitthroughtherain.com/2010/03/17/taking-a-shower/

I love how fab 40 is in the ‘share’ tab in wordpress!!
It rocks!!

http://makingitthroughtherain.com/

4:34 am, night 4 in the big house. MRI showed no new brain lesions but, alas, new and active spinal lesions...ah progression.

Tomorrow [today] I go for a cystoscopy [bladder] and colonoscopy. Ah joy. I will be knocked out for both, thankfully!!  

Cannot sleep [nerves I guess]  

Oh well off to try to sleep again.  

Thanks so much for all the thoughts and prayers.
xoxo to all

http://makingitthroughtherain.com/in-dreams/

I have been keeping a journal of dreams. They come in spurts, quick thoughts. The link above is to my blog page where I am keeping them together. As I ‘feel’ new thoughts they are added there. Below is what I have thus far.  

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She is falling, her dress flies all around her, she sees no end, not stopping, no slowing down. Visions pass by her eyes as if she is seeing her life all around her. Pictures in her mind of days long ago. Smiles, laughter, anguish, fear, so many feelings. Faces she remembers, faces that have no meaning. Are they of people to come or of those from a past time? Falling still, has time stopped or just slowed down to let her see. She reaches out to certain pictures, places she wants time to stop and bring back to her. The dress tickles at her face as it flows around her. She cannot help but laugh.

Faster, faster she falls. It is much to dark here. Fear hits, she can feel the blood flowing through her veins. No more laughter, she wants to stop falling. She cries out, no one hears, no one is there. The faces she sees flying by her are no longer smiling. They're distorted, angry, scared. She closes her eyes, no longer wanting to see. Two words go over and over in her mind? 'Save me!'

? 01/16/2010

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The darkness falling, silence, floating, light. She looks down, the dress, black lace over a blood red shell, she's beautiful. Pale skin, jet hair, crimson nails, still floating. People, statuesque, glowing eyes. Trees, going on to nowhere. Fire, dancing. A chill runs slowly down her spine. Where is she, who is she, why is she here? She wants to run, run away, no stay. Screams in the distance, laughter, pain. Blood. What does this all mean? She closes her eyes, nightmare. The hands on the clock spin in circles faster and faster. Eyes open. A familiar picture, her bed, blood red sheets and golden blankets cover her freezing body. A dream, only a dream. A sigh, a smile. Her hands?crimson nails, pale skin. Shudders, afraid to move. Gently pulling, pulling the safety of her covers back. She rises. Looks down. The dress, black lace over a blood red shell?

? 01/10/2010

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She was in a daze, looking around, everyone she knew was there, parents, children, friends, in a large chair, people touching her face, fixing her hair, makeup, this is a gift to you they say. People she did not know, brushing, coloring, cutting her hair. Don't touch my hands, I just did my nails. No, stop, do not touch my feet, they hurt. Darkness.

Her eyes open slowly, she sits up and sees the mirror. She looks into the mirror not sure how she got across the room. She is crippled, yet she is young and beautiful again. Thin. A wig? A long curly wig sits atop her head. Take it off. Her hair is red again, and long. But they were cutting it. Extensions? She shes her young body in the mirror, thin, sexy, she wants to hide.

The people come in the room. 'Ah, you are awake now!' She glides across the floor to them, looking down at her feet skimming atop the wooden floor. How did I get up here? Who put me in these clothes? Laughter fills the room, whispers. Come out and see all who love you.

People are everywhere. Where is my husband? In the fields. The fields? Kittens everywhere? not to worry I know who to call to save them all. Blink?

Back in the room, alone. She looks in the chipped black framed mirror and smiles. Awaken!

? 01/08/2010

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"The room was suffocating, people everywhere, must get out, where is the door, the red door. She darts to the door, she flees through the red door. She turns to a blank wall, the door is gone, she is pulled into the darkness."

? 12/24/2009

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"She runs through the woods, something is following her. Is something following her? She cannot stop running, running to nowhere. Is she running? She falls and everything turns to fog. Her eyes open, she sees familiar faces, she's home."

? 12/27/2009

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Smiling faces, tearful eyes, angry frowns, a wheelchair sits in the distance, she reaches for it, she cannot grasp it, she tries to stand and the floor comes up to meet her. Laughing, whispering, soft childlike giggles, all eyes on her. She cannot move, she bows her head in tears."

? 01/05/2010