Cradlerockingmama.com Website Review

I wrote almost all of this post back on January 29, 2018. It needed some editing and and good conclusion, and somehow I never got around to doing that. So here is what I wrote in January; everything since then will be tacked on to the end. Oh, and…Hello again!!! Some of my more observant regular readers (wait…do I still have any of those?) will have noticed that I haven’t exactly been around much lately. “Lately” meaning “for the last two years”, of course. There have been some amazingly good reasons why I’ve not written, but they’re almost all extremely serious and even traumatic. Therefore, the longer I went without writing about them, the more odd it felt to try and go back in time to say “oh, by the way, this Sadly, our lives appear to have taken up residence in the valley the Bible speaks of, and with no clue as to when we might begin climbing towards the mountain tops (or even just out of the hole) I feel it necessary to just dive right back in to writing. There will never be a good time to ease back in to this blog of mine, and I am pretty sure writing is a form of sanity saving for me. I kind of need to do this. So I’m sorry if this is a bit of a downer post, but, if I can live it I’m sure you can survive reading it! Picking the story up it seems easier to just jump right in chronologically, rather than trying to rank each event in order of > pain. She had been ‘done in’ by papier mache, and was getting > nothing done around her house. She was in the middle of a MCAD Anyway, yes, my hand and wrist were killing me, and I was covered in a rash. I eventually completely stumped 5 doctors, 2 pathologists, and 7 nurses with that rash. No one could figure out what it was! I had 3 biopsies done and the pathologists couldn’t figure out what was Duh. Mast Cell Activation Disorder was causing the rash, folks. Meanwhile, I’d had my hand checked out. The doctors finally learned I had extreme carpal tunnel in my wrist, requiring surgery. Great.