Moyra still

Her funeral mass was yesterday and was well attended. We had maybe eighty people who showed up and more who sent word that they couldn't come. Her ashes are to be buried in Vermont.

Donations may be sent to the Arthritis Foundation.

More Details on Moyra

Moyra's service is to be held on Wednesday, September 12 at St Patrick's Church in Carleton at 10 AM. We will be holding a luncheon afterwards.

My mother's death was very sudden. She always said they'd have to take her out of work feet first. She worked from 10:00PM that evening (she has worked nights for the past nine years) and her co-workers had given her a surprise Birthday party at their midnight dinner break. At about 6:00 AM she began to have trouble breathing. One of her co-workers grabbed Moyra's asthma inhaler from her locker. As soon as she took the inhaler, she lost consciousness and was evidently pulseless. CPR was started and EMS took her to the hospital where she was pronounced dead at 6:59 AM.

I am glad that her last night was a good one. She had called me on the prior Tues and told me how good she had been feeling lately. She had plans for the future and was as vibrant as ever. She was a woman who truly lived her life until she died.

May we all be so lucky.

Moyra Bernadette Davies, 1937-2007

My mother died suddenly this morning at 6:59 AM. She was at work and had a massive heart attack. EMS was called and CPR was performed but she never regained consciousness. I am going to Michigan to make arrangements.

I'll be checking email if anyone wants to contact me.

Right on schedule

I've been on Phase 2 of this protocol for two weeks now. And I've got pleurisy again.

Bah.

Other than that, I've also got trigeminal pain and irritability

Double bah.

On the other hand, I've got wireless at home now, so I can blog from bed.

I'm Ba-aa-ack

Its been awhile, but I'm here again. Returned home from my sojourn to Michigan then Nashville. I had to go down to Nashville to see my father who's suffering from metastatic melanoma. We were "putting his affairs in order" as they say.

I am in the second phase of this protocol. For those who've asked its called the Marshall Protocol. I've added a second antibiotic and am now waiting for the inevitable immunopathology.

I'm feeling a little isolated again. Unfortunately, this protocol makes me really cranky. My husband is exceedingly patient with my moods (thank you, my sweet).

So I am back to tracking my symptoms and hiding out from the sun. Winter just can't get here fast enough.

Perky, perky, perky.

Okay, Perky for me. Work with me here...

I'm in MI again. I was supposed to start my new antibiotics this week, but Dr had an emergency that's taken him out of the office for a week and I won't get to see him till I get back to Vermont. So, I'm just enjoying my little vacation from the worst of the side effects.

I'm considering spending the afternoon making yogurt since its damned hot here. Just perfect for culturing bacteria. I'm thrilled that I ccan even contemplate such a thing. My kids are off at their respective activities. Yay. Maybe I can even catch up on my blogging this week.

The Wood Are Lovely, Dark, and Deep

Feeling much better this week. I actually managed to go with my sons class on a short field trip to a local hiking trail. Yay!

I love Vermont. Where we went yesterday is called the "Robert Frost Interpretive Trail". Its an easy little one mile hike with Robert Frost Poetry posted at intervals along the way.

Next week, I move onto phase 2 of this protocol and probably to feeling bad again for a bit, but at least I can see a glimmer of hope