Goodbye 2017…. Part One

Where to begin?

If you’re still subscribing to my blog, you may actually have forgotten who I am.  Which wouldn’t be a strange thing, because 2017 was a year in which I forgot who I was.  I had spent the many years preceding it, building a readership, an online business and a name for myself in this funny little (ok, it’s big) quilting world some of us have been lucky enough to belong in.  And then my body fucked me over….  I had been keeping those interested up to date on my body and the way it had been letting me down, but last year was just so depressing, and so debilitating, I thought I would save those of you still reading, the reality of how much of a sad sack I had become, and how much of a hole I had fallen in to.  Then today, in an act of complete boredom, I logged in here and started reading some of my original blog posts (eight and a half years ago!?!?) and amongst laughing at myself, remembered just how much I love WRITING.  That I started this blog all those years ago as an aspiring writer, NOT a quilter…..

So.  Here I am.  Again.  I’m going to dip my toe in a little, and at the risk of spewing out all of the heartache 2017 brought me, will write a wee bit down….

I went in to 2017 full of hope.  My eldest son had finished high school, which in essence meant that I no longer had to deal with my ex-husband – a 16 year battle coming to an end, and me limping to the finish line.  My eldest daughter had survived her first year of high school, and was finding her feet.  My youngest son was beginning high school, and although his anxiety was high, he was looking forward to a new start, and the excitement of a new environment.  And my youngest daughter was heading in to grade three……and was continuing to fill the house with laughs at her comedic endeavours.  My marriage was 13 years strong.  We still liked each other, and knew the year would be a busy one – with him taking on the presidency of our local junior football club.

As the year progressed, and trials were sent our way, I set my sights on tackling each new rising test with gusto.  My son’s relationship with his father, which was always rocky, blew up spectacularly.  He had made the decision to move in with him full time, and three weeks later returned to us, shattered.  The massive reshuffle of our home was again thrown in to chaos, and the following three months revolved around getting our garage turned in to a home for him, so we didn’t have to reshuffle the house again!

My youngest son’s first months of high school were…… how do I put it?  They were possibly the hardest of his schooling life.  As a kid who had been supported through primary school by teachers who understood he was an anxiety ridden little boy, the reality that high school teachers did not necessarily have the time to get to know him, and what makes him tick, was a shock to the system.  We were heartened by the majority of teachers at our first interviews, who were pleased to hear there were ways of helping him out in the classroom.  But we were mortified by one particular teacher, who had already been making his life a misery……and continued right through the entire year.  This kid’s expectation of Year seven was blown out of the water – and not in a good way…

The girls were a relative breeze by comparison….thankfully!

On the broken body front, things went from bad to worse.  But I finally found a new GP who was willing to listen to me, and sent me for an MRI.  I got an answer (other than “you’re just going to have to put up with this forever”) – Arthritis in a facet joint in my neck, scoliosis and an impingement in my C6/7……. I started seeing a physio, who was brilliant and patient.  But after a couple of months, he was ready to throw his hands in the air and move me on….but discovered taping my whole shoulder and neck together worked well.  Baby steps.

I was then referred to a massage therapist by my son’s footy coach.  This turned out to be one of the better things to happen last year….as he managed to work wonders on my shoulders and neck.  He also referred me to the chiropractor at the practice, after he picked up that I had nerve problems when my arm and hand were going numb and presenting with pins and needles….

Which brings me to my wonderful chiropractor – Patrick.  Now, I’ve seen a couple of different chiro’s over the years, but Patrick is SO very different.  He practices Gonstead Chiro.  If you have a bit of time, it’s certainly worth investigating.  It works with yournervous system as a whole, opposed to just being cracked and manipulated and sending you on your way.  And Patrick was the one to finally diagnose the fact that I have a prolapsed disc…… which makes a huge amount of sense, given the crap I have been dealing with in my neck and body for the past three years now….

Annnnnnnnywayyyyyyyy.  Long story short – I’m still dealing with a lot of pain, discomfort and frustration – but there is certainly light at the end of the tunnel……  No sewing yet.  But maybe in the future…..

To be continued…..

28 Responses to Goodbye 2017…. Part One

  1. Hilary Potts says:

    I sincerely hope 2018 is far less stressful for you. I will keep my fingers crossed for my favourite Aurifil vendor! Never surrender to the complications life throws your way you will prevail.

  2. Corinna says:

    So good to hear from you again. I had a prolapsed disc a couple of years ago. It’s some of the worst pain I’ve had in my life. I couldn’t even move to get to the toilet in the first week and could not sit for a few weeks. Unfortunately the only cure is rest to let the disc heal. It took 3 months to come right and even after that I have to be careful not to damage it again. They are difficult to diagnose at first because the pain is everywhere and radiates out. I still can’t sit on hard seats for long periods. Hope yours is starting to improve

    • Ms Midge says:

      Sorry to hear you had to go through this crap too. I had a few weeks pain free Nov/Dec, but have since had a setback which is frustrating. But I am VERY patient, and I believe in the people helping me – which is better than what I’ve been dealing with before meeting them 😉 I’m also continually frustrated by the different ways the pain presents itself. One day it’s my feet, the next my arm or my neck or my back or wherever it decides to settle in! lol. Thanks for sharing with me xx

  3. Anja Bondareff says:

    Dear Midge,

    Thank you for this into and back story, as I was only getting to love your posts and projects you were gone…poof went the sparkle of loveliness that was keeping things going in my own crazy life.

    I am pleased to hear that there is still progress for you and your journey to recovery of body and soul.

    Keep us posted and I look forward to your next writing.

  4. Sarina says:

    LOVE IT!!! well done gorgeous Mel xx

  5. Lace Faerie says:

    Welcome back! Happy New Year! I hope you will enjoy writing again. If nothing else, blogging can help us by making us take a deeper look at why we feel this way about that. Some forced introspection. Putting it down “on paper” can help us sort things out. After all, you can leave your writing as drafts if you decide not to share.

    I hope 2018 is a much better year for you! May you be blessed with a little excitement, a little adventure and just a few challenges to reap satisfaction of rising to the occasion!

  6. Kate says:

    Definitely haven’t forgotten who you are, and pleased to see you back on the blog 🙂

  7. Jenny Kilpatrick says:

    So pleased to see you back and areon the road to recovery.

  8. Debbi says:

    Welcome back. While I am thrilled you will be writing more again, please do Continue putting your and your family’s needs first. We will be here patiently waiting when things settle down.

  9. Anita says:

    Yes, life will throw some nasty curve balls. My year was 2016. After a correct diagnosis, dumping an asshole neurosurgeon (oops, did I just sat that out loud? ;)), I found a magnificent pain management doctor and I’m doing great. You have to advocate for yourself ,and it sounds like you are on the right path. Keep up the positive attitude and the open mind to find what works. Good luck, and ((hugs)).

  10. BillieBee says:

    What a difficult year for all of you! Prayers for you from Texas.

  11. Carol says:

    Missed you, your blog always had a great sense of life in it. Thanks for the update, you are very brave putting your life out there. All the very best for you, and your family.

  12. Di Ross says:

    I’m sorry to read you have had a such a rough year . I’m not sure why life decides to dump on you all at once but it seems to work that way. Here to a better 2018. Hugs

  13. Glenys O'Shea says:

    Keep up the good work Ms Midge😄 Sometimes we have rotten years but eventually it turns around and you get through it. You’ll get back to your sewing and will simply pick up where you left off. Have a good year x

  14. Alison Hingston says:

    Melissa may 2018 be less painful for you than 2017. Great to see you blogging again.

  15. I’m so sorry for all that you’ve had to deal with over the past year. I sincerely hope that 2018 is much better for you.

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