With time, women gain weight because we accumulate so much information and wisdom in our heads that when there is no more room, it distributes out to the rest of our bodies. So we aren't heavy, we are enormously cultured, educated and happy.
Beginning today, when I look at my butt in the mirror I will think, "Good grief, look how smart I am!"
It's Lupus. The seizures, the kidney problems, the clotting issues, etc., are caused by it. Sure, it's nice to have an answer, but I was really hoping that we'd get one with a solution. No such luck. Lupus doesn't have a cure. All we can do is monitor her health closely and treat the symptoms as they come.
It's hereditary. Her mom and her aunt both have it. Evie could have it. We can't even screen her for it at this age, we have to wait until around the time she starts puberty.
Sharon had a seizure last night. (Well, it's after midnight now, so, night before last.) She was taken to the E.R. It was bad enough that they had her in the shock room and then decided to move her up to the Neurology ICU and intubate her again. They were adjusting her medication levels and hoping to have the tube back out by tonight, but I haven't thus far heard anything to that effect.
Things are getting better and better every single day. Sharon is healing well, and the new meds are a miracle. She's more clear-headed than she can remember being, well, ever. Her memory is better than before, and she's much more lucid in general. The transformation is amazing.
With regard to the mysteriously disappearing pituitary tumor, I guess she never actually had a scan that found one, the doctors just assumed, based on what they'd ruled out and what her symptoms were, that it was most likely a pituitary adenoma. When they did the scans as she was coming out of the coma, they found this not to be the case - she had no tumors anywhere. This is still a good thing, because it means that the plan of attack is not based on bad information.
Her voice, up to this point, has been a little strange, a little scratchy, and a little doped-up sounding. Each time we spoke it was a little more clear. Today, she was Sharon again.
Went to Imbolc ritual at Jess's last night. It was a beautiful ritual; we talked about spring-cleaning. In our homes, we often do a thorough clean-up as spring is coming in, but why wouldn't we do the cleaning a little earlier? If we do these things in preparation for spring, every beam of the returning sun can shine through our sparkling clear windows. It's like preparing the house for a long-awaited guest whose visit is imminent.
This "spring cleaning" shouldn't stop at our environment, but should extend into our lives as well. In order to make room for the birth of new blessings and growth, we have to clear out those things that are holding us back. By weeding out the unhealthy behaviors and involvements, we leave ourselves open to happier, more beneficial things. I left feeling refreshed and ready for spring and sunshine.
My outlook today is equally bright, and things are looking better with Sharon, too. She was so much more lucid when I talked to her a couple hours ago. She's admittedly much more clear about fact and fiction now than before, albeit quite embarassed. I reassured her that things are getting better, and we're going to be okay.
The doctors told us there was some brain damage thanks to Sharon siezing for so long, and today I realized just what that meant. I just got off the phone with her mom. The woman who died, the snakes and their bites, the trouble with her breathing tubes, the shoddy level of care, and more... all these things were the imaginings of Sharon's mixed-up brain.
The truth of the matter is, the hospital staff was wonderful; she was given the best care available.
She's home now, with her parents. Everyone is moving in together so that they can help each other out with the kids and with Sharon's rehabilitation. She has a neuro appointment scheduled in the near future, and we'll probably know more after that.
Please pray for clarity. Either way, keep on praying. It's working.
