October and all it Brings

This is an unusually busy month for me. Has been for several years. And today is not one of my best days because on this date in 1970 I was lying in a hospital bed. At six a.m. (6:00 a.m.) that day I had given birth to my fifth baby and she wasn’t doing well at all. The doctor ordered bed rest for me and I was not allowed to even go down to the nursery window to see her. At eleven p.m. (11:00 p.m.), after being given sleep meds and finally getting some sleep I was awakened by a soft breeze that passed across my face accompanied by the sweet smell of flowers like I have never smelled before or since in my lifetime. About 15 minutes later my hubby came in the room and I understood what had happened before he said a word. My long awaited daughter, Jennifer Marie, was gone. Her time of death was 11:00 p.m.

This is also the month of birthdays of others in my family, all still living and much loved. The wonderful Aunt Marie, the only aunt living now will be 91 years young on October 17. She will probably outlive us all. My youngest sister, Meg, who informed me she is now drawing Social Security, has a birthday on October 16 (and of course I would NEVER tell her age!), and my older brother, the one who got me into so much trouble in our younger days, will be 80 on October 22. OMG, 80 years — that’s older than some Kentucky dirt! Since he teases me on each birthday I will naturally point his age out to him. I might wait until he has taken the first bite of the chocolate amaretto cake I will bake for him. My cake was always an angel food cake with lemon glaze but his? Devil’s food when we were younger but now, since the discovery of the chocolate amaretto cake that is the one Mom baked for him. I took that cake to a family party one year when we were celebrating all of the birthdays and most of the men in the family were gathered around it with spoons, eating the glaze that had collected around it, almost pure alcohol since the amaretto was added after the chocolate melted. I have to admit it makes a delicious fudge on its own, so I make a double recipe of that part.

I should also mention that October is MS Awareness month. I’ve had MS since I was eleven, so have run the gamut of emotions where that is concerned. No one I know had ever heard of MS when it reared its ugly head, but now it is better known because there are some drug protocols that can help make life easier for those who can take them. I personally am so sensitive to medications that I don’t try them. I tried one several years ago and it threw me into some heart problems, a new twist from the blackouts and falls other meds had caused. After reading the tiny, miniscule print on the information packet that came with that medicine I saw that one in 100,000 people would or could have heart problems from taking it. Hmm, not exactly one in a million, but in this case I would just as soon not be the one in 100,000! How lucky can one person be?

MS is still an orphan disease, meaning it fits no category but its own, is incurable still, and at one time most people with the advanced version that I now have didn’t live very long. I plan on only another 25 years myself, but then I never really wanted to live past 100 before now. My math skills are nonexistent, so add the 25 to the 78 and maybe someone can tell me how old I will be then. Or, I could get out my calculator but that would mean getting up out of my chair and I’m just too tired to do that.

I am going to attempt some photos now but don’t hold your breath. Turning blue is not a good thing for people.


12 thoughts on “October and all it Brings”

  1. I’ll do the math for you – if you can manage another 25 years you’ll be 103!! October seems a very bittersweet month for you. My grandmother’s birthday was in October – I have an opal pin that was hers – since the opal was her birthstone…

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    1. Thanks for doing the math. I don’t have enough fingers and toes to help when things get that high. This is a strange month for me but I have learned a lot of ways to cope with it. That seems to have come with age,
      A lot of things have been lost with age but I blame that on the MS rather than the calendar.


    1. No, my son now has my guitar. Nine years ago I fell and crushed my left shoulder resulting in a total replacement. Since that day I have been unable to lift my left arm above my elbow, and have constant pain on the left side.


      1. The pain gets in the way of almost everything, Keith, but I have learned to live with it as long as I don’t do something to make it worse. I have an instrument called a QChord that is electronic and can be played by just touching the board area after setting it for guitar, piano, strings, horns or whatever sound I want. It makes beautiful music and at times I simply sit and strum softly for a relaxation method. Not quite the same as playing the guitar but I can be an entire orchestra with that so it helps me continue with my music without causing pain. When you have something like MS you learn to adapt to anything, including crushed shoulders and ways to get around all the bad stuff.


      1. She and a few years later, my dad are the reasons I went to work for Hospice. made that decision long before I worked there because of the wonderful care my dad received. Jennifer is the one who helped me know when to call the families in to say goodbye.

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