Time for another great product review!! I have been using this magical stuff called “Citrus Magic” because it smells wonderful, and it is a natural alternative to “Lysol” and other harsh sprays. Well, it doesn’t really disinfect like Lysol, but it also eliminates smells instead of covering them up. And Lysol irritates my asthmatic family. Seriously, it smells like you just cut open a fresh orange and squirted it all over the room, only you didn’t and there’s no sticky mess!! All Moms should know about this product. The BEST air freshener I have used-ever. It is made from essential oils and does not use aerosols. Win-win!! Try it, seriously.
Every day I hurt. Every day, I am tired. Not like the good kind of tired where you have worked hard all day and you feel satisfied and fulfilled from a job well done. No, this is the kind of tired where you sometimes have to stop and sit down while you wait for the elevator. This is the kind of tired where you sit down on the couch to have a snack and realize you forgot your drink and think, “Dear Lord, how bad do I want that drink? It’s all the way over there..”
My new “normal” has become pain, fatigue, and guilt. Why the guilt? Guilt because I can no longer be the mom and wife, friend, daughter, sister, etc, I used to be. I cannot run around the yard and throw the football with the kids because I hurt, and the activity will make it worse. Guilt because it takes all I have to “give” at work all day, and I “give through the pain and fatigue and well, by the time I get home, I have little to nothing left. Guilt because I take medicine just to feel some kind of normal, and I don’t really “believe” in medicine. I mean, what kind of a hypocrite am I? Guilt because church attendance has become another chore (which doesn’t get done), something that my body just cannot get on board with because, uh, you guessed it by now, pain and fatigue.
The new question has become, “Is this what my life is going to be like?” And, “Is this not just a little flare? Is this it? And, how much worse is it going to get?” Another doctor visit, more tests, and more, “Here try this medicine.” Another medicine I have “failed” at because the side effects debilitated me more than the pain itself and didn’t fix the pain, anyway. Another wish to cry out to the doctor, “Do you have ANY idea how much this hurts? Every day? All day?” And, no I don’t want those other pills, the ones that have all the atrocious side effects (like lymphoma, for example).
And, then, the realization sets in…they cannot help me. I am on my own. The doctors can’t fix this. Silence…Where is my hope? I need hope…And then, “ I lift up my eyes to the hills–where does my help come from? My help comes from the Lord, the maker of heaven and earth.” Psalm 121:1-2. I pray, I cry out to God and ask for wisdom. I claim His promises for me. He promises not to withhold His wisdom from us when we ask. In fact, He says he will graciously give it to us.
And, I recall learning about a wonderful Integrative Medicine doc…I have hope restored, not just in the doc, but in the God who reminded me to go in that direction. Despite the pain that is still there, burning, throbbing, reminding me of its tenacity and power, I have hope. Hope in a God who is bigger and more powerful than my pain. Hope in a doctor who is carrying her God-given purpose on this earth. Hope for His plans to prosper me and not to harm me, plans for a hope and a future. Hope that says, “He never would allow anything to come upon me that He did not plan to use for my good and His glory.” I WILL trust in Him! I WILL press through the pain! I WILL believe that on the other side of this, there will be beauty. There is beauty in the suffering, for it is through the suffering that we come to know Him better, love others better, and know that Christ’s power rests in us to do ALL things through Christ who strengthens us.
So, though I am not cured instantly, not set free from my affliction, strangely, I have a little more peace knowing that He gave me HOPE. He has not forgotten me. He sees every tear that is shed and He has saved them in a bottle (Psalm 56:8).
My new normal is not normal, but then, nothing is here in this fallen world. This is not our ultimate destination. But, thank God, we have the hope of the life that is to come, and we have His loving hand to hold as we journey through this world as well as opportunities to love others who are suffering as well. There is purpose in the pain. I WILL push through it to the purpose, even if I do not learn of it until I cross to the other side. He will not let it be wasted. I have hope!
No Shots, No School? I think NOT! I had not given much thought to vaccines lately, but the other day, I attended an Orientation for one of my children’s upcoming year into middle school. One of the topics covered by the School Counselor was vaccines. She stated verbally (and it was given out in print), that BY LAW, your child MUST have two MMRs and two Varicella vaccines before they can begin the school year next year. Coincidentally, my child has already had those because we used to vaccinate, before I woke up. So, it really doesn’t matter for us. However, I really had to fight the urge to stand up and shout, “It’s a lie!! You don’t have to do that to your child if you don’t have peace about it!!” Of course, my common sense and social inhibitions kept my mouth shut and my batookus in my seat, but I left feeling a little queasy, hoping that parents are aware of what they are doing, making educated decisions. I am not saying that I believe no one should get the shots, just that we had decided it is not for us and that I hate the thought of parents’ rights being violated and parents being bullied into subjecting their children to something they might not otherwise…Here is a copy and paste of an affidavit I saved a while back that states that we DO have the right, in ANY state to refuse vaccinations if we choose to do so. I wish I could recall the site I retrieved this from, but it has been too long. I hope it is helpful and informative to someone. Notice the strong language..it points out the SCHOOL is the criminal, not YOU, when they attempt to force you to vaccinate your child!
AFFIDAVIT DECLARATION OF VACCINATION EXEMPTION
Pursuant to Senate Bill # 942, Section 1 Chapter # 7, under the title “Exemption From Immunization,” I hereby declare that I, as a guardian/parent having responsibility for my self/child, named _________________________________ who is an adult/minor, withhold my consent and let it be known that said adult/minor is exempt from any and all immunizations and/or vaccinations on the grounds that such is contrary to my personal and/or religious beliefs.
SENATE BILL #942, SECTION 1, CHAPTER 7
3380 – IN ENACTING THIS CHAPTER, IT IS THE INTENT OF THE LEGISLATURE TO PROVIDE: … (C) EXEMPTION FROM IMMUNIZATION FOR MEDICAL REASONS OR PERSONAL BELIEFS.
3385 – IMMUNIZATIONS OF A PERSON SHALL NOT BE REQUIRED FOR ADMISSION TO A SCHOOL OR OTHER INSTITUTION … IF THE GUARDIAN, PARENT, OR ADULT WHO HAS ASSUMED RESPONSIBILITY FOR HIS OR HER CUSTODY AND CARE IN THE CASE OF A MINOR, OR THE PERSON SEEKING ADMISSION, FILES WITH THE GOVERNING AUTHORITY, A LETTER OR AFFIDAVIT STATING THAT SUCH VACCINATION IS CONTRARY TO HIS/HER BELIEFS …
Any school or medical authority which tries to enforce vaccination on children or anyone else is in violation of the laws of the United States, and may be subject to prosecution.
Amendment 14 of the United States Constitution: “No state shall make or impose any law which shall abridge the privileges or immunities of the citizens of the United States, nor shall any state deprive any person of life, liberty, or property.”
Amendment 4 of the United States Constitution: “The right of the people to be secure in their persons shall not be violated.”
SUBSCRIBED AND AFFIRMED BEFORE ME ON THIS _____ TH DAY OF _______________, _________.
WITHOUT PREJUDICE UCC 1-207
_______________________________________________ SIGNATURE AND DATE
______________________________ NOTARY PUBLIC
Pox Parties and all that madness!! Ahh, good times! I still remember a sweet childhood memory of waking up one morning and realizing I had some foreign red, itchy bumps starting on my belly. I ran from my room with delight, squealing to my Mom, “I’ve got the chicken pox! I’ve got the chicken pox!! No school! No school!” I was already pretty thrilled as it was, and to top it all off, a friend of mine ended up having it at the same time. So, not only did I get to stay home, but I got to have a buddy come over and play all day. It was like “legal hooky” from school. I swear, I don’t even remember feeling bad. Unfortunately, fast forward several years, and my own children were given the varicella vaccine because back then I was a “book says” and “doctor says” Mama. So, my children got the junk in the syringe instead of the real virus. Sigh…Anyway, I had to laugh out loud (really) when I came across a site that is for parents looking to “infect” their children with the chicken pox. I mean, don’t we all remember that as a kid? If your Mom found out that little Joey down the street had the pox and you had not yet had them, guess where you were going for a play date? That’s right! Moms knew that getting it sooner rather than later was better. So, parents who have done their homework and know that natural immunity from actually having the chicken pox is far better than what is in that needle are now having to desperately search for the chosen few who are unvaccinated and actually get the chicken pox. Informed parents, making informed choices for THEMSELVES and their children. That’s the stuff. Well, ehh hmmm, at least until the government gets wind of all of this “resourcefulness” and all-American independent, free-thinking mumbo jumbo. Yeah, let’s just say, it ain’t goin’ over so well with the feds…Yikes, that’s a whole other topic…Anyway, check it out for yourself. https://www.facebook.com/pages/Find-a-Pox-Party-in-Your-Area/125145780870717 It looks pretty awesome, but be aware, you are “stepping into it.” Happy Pox Partying!