AOL EmailDear Jude,

As usual, beautifully said and of course so right.

I'm afraid I had a bit of a rant which was not aimed at our list and certainly 
not of the many wonderful caregivers, who I acknowledge suffer as much as we do 
in a different way.  I also acknowledge that we certainly don't suffer from the 
worst afflictions. 

My rant was very personal and comes from recent events which affected me fairly 
deeply and Rob was the catalyst for me to have a bit of a lash about them.

One of my children's in laws has health problems and she seems to think I'm her 
personal support group and when we are all together as a family, it's always 
all about her and I'm expected to be very sympathetic and when I'm not I'm the 
wicked witch of the west!  Happened again on Wednesday.  I do try to be 
supportive but there are days when it's just too hard for me and I know you all 
understand that.

I do think it's because mostly we look so damned healthy that it's hard for 
others to comprehend the pain and difficulties we endure.

Sorry to ramble so much but I've been feeling very badly about upsetting 
people.  Especially our truly wonderful caregivers without whom we could not 
exist I'm sure.

much love to you all
Gilly
  ----- Original Message ----- 
  From: [EMAIL PROTECTED] 
  To: [email protected] 
  Sent: Thursday, November 20, 2008 7:07 PM
  Subject: Re: [TMIC] Anybody else been there?


        Hello All,

        Don't we remember how much it hurts to stub one's toe?  I do...it hurts 
like hell for a few minutes.  And, no...on the scale of TM, a stubbed toe is 
nothing, but for those few minutes it is something to the person it happens to.

        My husband is my only caretaker as we have no other family to step in 
and give him a break.  I require constant care and he gets debilitating 
migraine headaches.  When he is down, I must fend for myself until he is able 
to lend a hand.  So I go for a few hours without a meal, it hasn't killed me 
yet.  I am willing to do what I have to do as long as it keeps me out of the 
dreaded nursing home.

        For those of us lucky enough to have a caregiver spouse, as much as we 
suffer through every minute of every day, we have to remember that our 
caregivers are people too and their feelings don't just end when we become ill. 
 They hurt.  They get the flu, get headaches, stub their toes and they are 
entitled to bitch a little bit about it when they are under the weather.

        I'm not taking anything away from the torment we with TM live with on a 
daily basis.  But, as bad as we have it...there are others in worse shape who 
have diseases we should be thankful not to have.  I have been in this bed for 
over a year, but I feel fortunate that I am not as sick right now as I was back 
then when I was not expected to live.

        As often as I have said, "I just wish I were dead."  "I'd be better off 
dead."  Blah, blah, blah...when truly faced with it, I realized that I do not 
want to die...I want to live!  I want to live even with TM if that's how I am 
meant to live.  Everything happens for a reason, for our own growth, and for 
the honor of God.

        I need to go to sleep now, and pray that I will wake in the morning, 
not in the hospital, but here at home, in my own little lumpy hospital bed.

        I love each and every one of you and am so very thankful for your 
friendship and support.  Without you I would have not made it this far.  
Without you and without God, I would have taken my life a long time ago on one 
of those nights I spent writhing in neverending pain and agony.

        Thank you for helping me be strong.  Thank you for helping me be 
again...to have value as a human being.  Thank you especially for the one 
person who has called me every day for almost a year until they became ill 
themselves.  My dear Scarlett...I owe you everything...TIAD

        Hugs to you all,
        Jude



        I don't think we ought to minimize our pain, but we have to allow our 
families and friends to indulge themselves with a little bit of time to bitch 
about their cares and woes.  

        I'm tired now, and am sure you get the picture.  I've gone on now for 
some time. 

        In a message dated 11/19/2008 10:00:20 A.M. Eastern Standard Time, 
[EMAIL PROTECTED] writes:
                  My wife has been sick for around 5 days with a sore 
throat/cough (she is getting better). Anyway she asks me last night if I ever 
recall her feeling bad this long……what I should have answered was "no"…which is 
true….but instead I answered "imagine how it feels to be sick for more than 11 
years"…her reply was "why does it always have to be about you?"…I apologized 
and just answered her question with a resounding NO!

                  The point of this story is to show that even the people 
closest to us really have no idea how TM effects our daily life. How even the 
easiest things are now hard…and for the most part I (we) complain rarely and 
just go about our day dealing with our condition to the best of our ability.

                  When we had the NJ TM support group on 11/2 I requested that 
the TM'rs bring their spouses or parents..hoping hearing from others would 
enlighten them in dealing with us. I would never wish TM on anyone (well maybe 
Bin Laden) but if our friends and loved ones could feel how we feel for just 5 
minutes then they would be able to better relate. This will not happen and that 
is why this list and support groups are so important. We have a forum where we 
can discuss our TM related problems to people who truly understand!

                  Just my thought for the day! 

          Rob in New Jersey 
       






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