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We invite you to share this article  free-of-charge in your blog, website or any other educational and social  media venues. &lt;strong&gt;We request that you include the following credit line with the article:  &lt;/strong&gt;© FM Aware All rights reserved. Reprinted with permission from the National Fibromyalgia Association: &lt;a href="http://www.fmaware.org/"&gt;www.fmaware.org&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Genetics Link Overlapping Conditions&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;a href="http://nfanews.files.wordpress.com/2010/07/overlapping-conditions-and-hands.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="alignright size-medium wp-image-427" style="border: 2px solid black; margin: 2px;" title="Overlapping conditions and hands" src="http://nfanews.files.wordpress.com/2010/07/overlapping-conditions-and-hands.jpg?w=207&amp;amp;h=300" alt="" width="207" height="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Many  people with fibromyalgia also experience migraine and depression; now a  study from the Netherlands reports that these two seemingly unrelated  conditions may share a genetic component.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Researchers undertook this investigation upon noticing that migraine  and depression co-occur with greater frequency than is to be expected by  chance—and that the relationship goes both ways: people with migraine  are at increased risk of developing depression, while people with  depression have an increased risk of migraine.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;For the study, data was collected on more than 2600 people, all of  them descendants of 22 couples who lived in a particular Dutch town in  the last 50 years of the nineteenth century. Using this data, the  researchers found that genetics explained 56 percent of the migraine  cases (360 people in the study had migraine). Genetics also explained 96  percent of the cases of migraine with aura, in which the headache is  preceded by flashes of light (151 of the study participants had migraine  with aura). In addition, investigators found that migraine patients  have—at least partly—a genetic predisposition for depression.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Researchers noted that while genetics may play a part in both  conditions, it is possible that they are only triggered by an  environmental trigger.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Investigators have also been looking at genetics in relation to FM. For more details, read “What’s In a Gene?” on page 8 of &lt;em&gt;Fibromyalgia&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;AWARE&lt;/em&gt; magazine. The digital issue is free for &lt;a href="http://www.fmaware.org/site/PageServer?pagename=resources_awareMagazine"&gt;registered subscribers&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;~Helen&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5959700723796656250-8908515211172202708?l=my4monkeyboogers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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It won't work miracles: it's hard to  understand our illness from the outside looking in.  But it is a start  and can open the door to important dialogues. You are all welcome to use  it, either as is, or as a basis for writing your own.  Remember that  you have a responsibility to tell those close to you what is wrong and  communicate as clearly as you can how you feel and what you need.  The  best time to do that is when you are not upset!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fibromyalgia isn't all in my head, and it isn't contagious. It doesn't  turn into anything serious and nobody ever died from fibromyalgia  (thought they might have wished they could on really awful days!!)  If  you want to read articles or books about fibromyalgia I can show you  some that I think are good. If you just want to learn as we go along,  that's fine too. This is definitely going to be a process. The first  step is for you to believe that there is an illness called fibromyalgia  and that I have it. This may sound simple, but when you hear about my  symptoms I don't want you to think I'm making this all up as I go along.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fibromyalgia is a high maintenance condition with lots and lots of  different kinds of symptoms. There's no way to just take a pill to make  it go away, even for a little while. Sometimes a certain medication can  make some of my symptoms more bearable. That's about the best I can hope  for. Other times I may take a lot of medication and still won't feel  any better. That's just the way it goes. I can't control how often I  feel good or when I'm going to feel terrible. Lots of people have been  cutting new drugs advertisements out of magazines for me and I  appreciate the thought, but I've seen them too.  Look at the list of  side effects and the few symptoms they help in return.  Even in the best  studies those expensive compounds didn't help over half the people who  tried them.  No matter how happy the people in the pictures look,  there's still no miracle drug available.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's no cure for fibromyalgia and it won't go away. If I am  functioning normally, I am having a good day. This doesn't mean I'm  getting better -- I suffer from chronic pain and fatigue for which there  is no cure. I can have good days, several good weeks or even months.  But a good morning can suddenly turn into a terrible afternoon. I get a  feeling like someone has pulled out a plug and all my energy has just  run out of my body. I might get more irritable before these flares, and  suddenly get more sensitive to noise or just collapse from deadening  fatigue. Weather changes can have a big effect on how I feel.  Other  times there may be no warning, I may just suddenly feel awful. I can't  warn you when this is likely to happen because there isn't any way for  me to know. Sometimes this is a real spoiler and I'm sorry. The sadness I  feel for what my illness does to those around me is more than I can  easily describe.  You may remember me as a light-hearted fun loving  person -- and it hurts me that I am no longer what I was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fibromyalgics have a different kind of pain that is hard to treat. It is  not caused by inflammation like an injury. It is not a constant ache in  one place like a broken bone. It moves around my body daily and hourly  and changes in severity and type. Sometimes it is dull and sometimes it  is cramping or prickly. Sometimes it's jabbing and excruciating. If  Eskimos have a hundred words for snow, fibromyalgics should have a  hundred words for pain. Sometimes I just hurt all over like I've been  beaten up or run over by a truck.  Sometimes I feel too tired to lift up  my arm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides pain, I have muscle stiffness which is worse in the morning and  evenings. Sometimes when I get up out of a chair I feel like I am ninety  years old. I may have to ask you to help me up. I'm creaky and I'm  klutzy. I trip over things no one can see, and I bump into the person I  am walking with and I drop things and spill things because my fingers  are stiff and my coordination is off. I just don't seem to connect the  way I should. Hand-eye, foot-eye coordination, it's all off. I walk  slowly up and down stairs because I'm stiff and I'm afraid I might fall.  When there's no railing to hold on to, it's terrifying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because I feel bad most of the time, I am always pushing myself, and  sometimes I just push myself too hard. When I do this, I pay the price.  Sometimes I can summon the strength to do something special but I will  usually have to rest for a few days afterwards because my body can only  make so much energy. I pay a big price for overdoing it, but sometimes I  have to. I know it's hard for you to understand why I can do one thing  and not another. It's important for you to believe me, and trust me  about this. My limitations, like my pain and my other symptoms are  invisible, but they are real.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another symptom I have is problems with memory and concentration which  is called fibrofog. Short-term memory is the worst! I am constantly  looking for things. I have no idea where I put down my purse, and I walk  into rooms and have no idea why. Casualties are my keys which are  always lost, my list of errands, which I write up and leave on the  counter when I go out. Even if I put notes around to remind myself of  important things, I'm still liable to forget them. Don't worry, this is  normal for fibromyalgics. Most of us are frightened that we are getting  Alzheimer's. New kinds of brain scans have actually documented  differences in our brains.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mentioned my sensitivities earlier and I need to talk about them  again. It's more like an intolerance to everything. Noise, especially  certain noises like the television or shrill noises can make me jittery  and anxious. Smells like fish or some chemicals, or fragrances or  perfume can give me headaches and nausea. I also have a problem with  heat and cold. It sounds like I'm never happy but that isn't it. These  things make me physically ill. They stress me out and make my pain worse  and I get exhausted. Sometimes I just need to get away from something, I  just don't know how else to say it. I know sometimes this means I will  have to go outside, or out to the car, or go home to sit alone and  that's really all right. I don't want or need you to give up doing  what's important to you. That would only make me feel worse.  Sometimes  when I feel lousy I just want to be by myself. When I'm like this  there's nothing you can do to make me feel better, so it's just better  to let me be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have problems sleeping. Sometimes I get really restless and wake up  and can't get back to sleep. Other times I fall into bed and sleep for  fourteen hours and still be tired. Some nights I'll toss and turn and  not be able to sleep at all. Every little thing will keep me awake.  I'm  sure that's confusing to be around, and I know there are times when my  tossing and turning and getting up and down to go to the bathroom  disturbs you. We can talk about solutions to this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All these symptoms and the chemical changes in my brain from pain and  fatigue can make me depressed as you'd imagine. I get angry and  frustrated and I have mood swings. Sometimes I know I'm being  unreasonable but I can't admit it. Sometimes I just want to pull the  covers over my head and stay in bed. These emotions are all very strong  and powerful. I know this is a very hard thing about being with me.  Every time you put up with me when I'm in one of my moods, secretly I'm  grateful. I can't always admit it at the time, but I'm admitting it now.  One thing I can tell you is it won't help to tell me I'm irrational.  I  know I am, but I can't help it when it's happening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have other symptoms like irritable bowel, muscle spasms and pelvic  pain that will take their toll on our intimacies. Some of these symptoms  are embarrassing and hard to talk about but I promise to try. I hope  that you will have the patience to see me through these things. It's  very hard for me too because I love you and I want to be with you, and  it makes everything worse when you are upset and tired of dealing with  all my problems. I have made a promise to myself and now I am making it  to you: I will set aside time for us to be close. During that time we  will not talk about my illness. We both need time to get away from its  demands. Though I may not always show it I love you a million times more  for standing by me. Having to slow down physically and having to get  rid of unnecessary stresses will make our relationship stronger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Helen&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5959700723796656250-2261923182186923559?l=my4monkeyboogers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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I didn't realize there were so many different approaches. From reading this I think we are more the eclectic or relaxed style with maybe some of the Montesseri included.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What form or forms do you think describes your homeschool?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Homeschooling Approaches&lt;br /&gt;Although every family is unique, certain homeschooling approaches have become popular in one form or another. Most homeschoolers do not exactly follow one style or method, but rather select ideas and methods from among different approaches to best fit their family's needs. Many of these methods have several common elements such as defined objectives, lesson plans, frequent library visits, family nights, portfolios, and even tutoring and mentoring. When looking at the differences between homeschooling approaches, it is important to see what they have in common as well as their differences.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first step in choosing a homeschooling approach is to gather information about the options that exist. Ask yourself a few questions to help you decide what homeschooling methods best fit your family. Are you a highly organized person? Do you like your day to be predictable, or are you inclined to stay flexible, ready to adapt to changing circumstances? Would you prefer that you not be told what to do? Do you want your curriculum to be planned for you, with teacher instructions and worksheets for the children? Or do you want to be able to pick and choose which books they read and which activities to engage in?&lt;br /&gt;As you study these descriptions and talk to experienced homeschoolers, you can start to get a feel for the style that best fits you and your family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The following are the most popular homeschooling approaches:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School-at-Home&lt;br /&gt;School-at-home is the style most often portrayed in the media because it is so easy to understand and can be accompanied by a photo of children studying around the kitchen table. This is also the most expensive method and the style with the highest burnout rate. Most families who follow the school-at-home approach purchase a boxed curriculum that comes with textbooks, study schedules, grades, and record keeping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unit Studies&lt;br /&gt;Unit studies use your child's interest and then ties that interest into subject areas like math, reading, spelling, science, art and history. For example, if you have a child who is interested in ancient Egypt, you would learn the history of Egypt, read books about Egypt, write stories about Egypt, do art projects about pyramids, and learn about Egyptian artifacts or mapping skills to map out a catacomb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unschooling&lt;br /&gt;Unschooling is also known as natural, interest-led, and child-led learning. Unschoolers learn from everyday life experiences and do not use school schedules or formal lessons. Instead, unschooled children follow their interests and learn in much the same way as adults do—by pursuing an interest or curiosity. Unschooled children learn their math, science, reading and history in the same way that children learn to walk and talk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Relaxed" or "Eclectic" Homeschooling&lt;br /&gt;"Relaxed" or "Eclectic" homeschooling is the method used most often by homeschoolers. Basically, eclectic homeschoolers use a little of this and a little of that such as workbooks for math, reading, and spelling, and taking an unschooling approach for the other subjects.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Classical Homeschooling&lt;br /&gt;The "classical" method began in the Middle Ages and was the approach used by some of the greatest minds in history. The goal of the classical approach is to teach people how to learn for themselves. The five tools of learning, known as the Trivium, are reason, record, research, relate, and rhetoric. Younger children begin with the preparing stage, where they learn basic reading, writing, and arithmetic. The grammar stage is next, which emphasizes compositions and collections, and then the dialectic stage, where serious reading, study, and research take place. All the tools come together in the rhetoric stage, where communication is the primary focus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Charlotte Mason Method&lt;br /&gt;The Charlotte Mason method has at its core the belief that children deserve respect and that they learn best from real-life situations. According to Charlotte Mason, children should be given time to play, create, and be involved in real-life situations from which they can learn. Students of the Charlotte Mason method take nature walks, visit art museums, and learn geography, history, and literature from "living books," books that make these subjects come alive. Students also show what they know, not by taking tests, but via narration and discussion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Waldorf Method&lt;br /&gt;The Waldorf method is also used by some homeschoolers. Waldorf education is based on the work of Rudolf Steiner and stresses the importance of educating the whole child—body, mind, and spirit. In the early grades, there is an emphasis on arts and crafts, music and movement, and nature. Older children are taught to develop self-awareness and how to reason things out for themselves. Children in a Waldorf homeschool do not use standard textbooks; instead, the children create their own books.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Montessori&lt;br /&gt;Montessori materials are also popular in some households. The Montessori method emphasizes "errorless learning," where the children learn at their own pace and in that way develop their full potential. The Montessori homeschool emphasizes beauty and avoids things that are confusing or cluttered. Wooden tools are preferred over plastic tools, and learning materials are kept well-organized and ready to use. Most homeschoolers use the Montessori method for younger children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Multiple Intelligences&lt;br /&gt;"Multiple intelligences" is an idea developed by Howard Gardner and Harvard University's "project zero." The belief is that everyone is intelligent in his or her own way and that learning is easiest and most effective when it uses a person's strengths instead of their weakness. For example, most schools use a linguistic and logical-mathematical approach when teaching, but not everyone learns that way. Some students, the bodily kinesthetic learners for example, learn best by touching and not by listening or reading. Most successful homeschoolers naturally emphasize their children's strengths and automatically tailor their teaching to match their child's learning style. Successful homeschoolers also adjust their learning environment and schedule so that it brings out their child's' best. The goal for the homeschooling parents is to identify how, when, and what their child learns best and to adapt their teaching style to their child.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hybrid Homeschooling (part-time)&lt;br /&gt;Hybrid homeschoolers work in the middle ground between a traditional type of schooling, and homeschooling. Many hybrid homeschoolers work with their public school system or utilize co-op classes, tutors, and even private school programs. While hybrids work with a more traditional type of schooling, they only do this a few days per week. Homeschoolers find this method more appealing as children get older, because it provides a more structured environment for the child, and can take a lot of weight off of the parents shoulders as well as free up a good deal of your time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Internet Homeschooling&lt;br /&gt;The Internet Homeschooling method has become a widespread phenomenon that allows homeschoolers to harness the power of the Internet by accessing virtual tutors, virtual schools, online curriculum, and quality websites. Parents are turning to this method because they can set their own schedule, learn online wherever there is internet access, talk to teachers one on one whenever their child needs help, and can study subjects that interest their child. Also, schools like iQ Academy, let you work at your own pace, and even provide students with a laptop&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.homeschool.com/" target="_blank"&gt;http://www.homeschool.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Helen&lt;br /&gt;aka Miss Mommy Aunt Helen Meow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" href="http://www.shareasale.com/r.cfm?b=181233&amp;amp;u=313839&amp;amp;m=9286&amp;amp;urllink=&amp;amp;afftrack="&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.shareasale.com/image/HowIHomeschool140x180.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5959700723796656250-8077037723539557918?l=my4monkeyboogers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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I have been doing a lot of reading since my diagnosis. This syndrome is rather interesting and really has me puzzled. I do however think these articles do explain a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Imagine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;By Christine Livingston &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="mailto:clivingston@remcopa.com"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Imagine never feeling good, when you  know of no reason not to feel good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Imagine feeling pain in multiple areas  of your body for no apparent reason.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Imagine feeling like your verbal and  motor skills are impaired when they were fine a minute  ago.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Imagine feeling like you have missed  sleep for a week when you have just gotten out of bed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Imagine something going wrong with your  body everyday, when you have done nothing out of the  ordinary.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Imagine having uncontrollable shakes  and tremors and shocks of pain run through you, and disappear as quickly as they  came; leaving you awaiting their return.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Imaging having to live a "normal" life  in society, yet knowing your abnormalities will mess that up for you anytime of  any day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Imagine striving to be the best Mother  and Wife you could be and being left to feel useless many times over   awaiting to feel normal again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;You have now imagined what it is like  to be me. I live with Fibromyalgia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MY NAME IS  FIBROMYALGIA&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;by Terri Been&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Hi....My Name is Fibromyalgia, and I'm an  Invisible Chronic Illness. I&lt;br /&gt;am now velcroed to you for life. Others around  you can't see me or hear me,&lt;br /&gt;but YOUR body feels me. I can attack you  anywhere and anyhow I please. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I can cause severe pain or, if I'm in a good  mood, I can just cause you to&lt;br /&gt;ache all over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Remember when you and Energy ran around  together and had fun? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I took Energy from you, and gave you  Exhaustion. Try to have fun now! I&lt;br /&gt;also took Good Sleep from you and, in its  place, gave you Brain Fog. I can&lt;br /&gt;make you tremble internally or make you feel  cold or hot when everyone else&lt;br /&gt;feels normal. Oh, yeah, I can make you feel  anxious or depressed, too. If you&lt;br /&gt;have something planned, or are looking  forward to a great day, I can take&lt;br /&gt;that away, too. You didn't ask for me. I  chose you for various reasons: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;That virus you had that you never recovered  from, or that car accident, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;or maybe it was the years of abuse and trauma.  Well, anyway, I'm here to stay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hear you're going to see a doctor who  can get rid of me. I'm rolling&lt;br /&gt;on the floor, laughing. Just try. You will  have to go to many, many doctors&lt;br /&gt;until you find one who can help you  effectively. You will be put on pain pills,&lt;br /&gt;sleeping pills, energy pills,  told you are suffering from anxiety or depression,&lt;br /&gt;given a TENs unit, get  massaged, told if you just sleep and exercise properly I&lt;br /&gt;will go away, told  to think positively, poked, prodded, and MOST OF ALL, not&lt;br /&gt;taken as seriously  as you feel when you cry to the doctor how debilitating life&lt;br /&gt;is every  day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Your family, friends and coworkers will all  listen to you until they&lt;br /&gt;just get tired of hearing about how I make you feel,  and that I'm a debilitating&lt;br /&gt;disease. Some of they will say things like "Oh,  you are just having a bad day" or&lt;br /&gt;"Well, remember, you can't do the things  you use to do 20 YEARS ago", not&lt;br /&gt;hearing that you said 20 DAYS ago. Some will  just start talking behind your&lt;br /&gt;back, while you slowly feel that you are  losing your dignity trying to make them&lt;br /&gt;understand, especially when you are  in the middle of a conversation with a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;"Normal" person, and can't remember what you  were going to say next!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In closing, (I was hoping that I kept this part a  secret), but I guess you already &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;found out...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;the ONLY  place you will get any support and understanding in dealing &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;with me is with Other People With  Fibromyalgia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Helen&lt;br /&gt;aka Miss Mommy Aunt Helen Meow&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5959700723796656250-3863946871266350200?l=my4monkeyboogers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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I think it says a lot. http://www.fibrowelcomepackage.com/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 12pt; text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia,Times New Roman,Times;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="background-attachment: scroll; background-position: 0% 50%;font-family:Georgia;" &gt;WHAT                 YOU SHOULD KNOW ABOUT FIBROMYALGIA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="background-attachment: scroll; background-position: 0% 50%;font-family:Georgia;" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt;                 &lt;/o:p&gt;                 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:georgia,Times New Roman,Times;" &gt;                &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 12pt; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia,Times New Roman,Times;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="background-attachment: scroll; background-position: 0% 50%;font-family:Georgia;" &gt;FMS                 is not the newest fad disease.  In 1815, a surgeon at the                 University of Edinburgh, William Balfour, described fibromyalgia.                  Over the years, it has been known as chronic rheumatism, myalgia                 and fibrositis.  Unlike diseases, syndromes do not have a                 known cause, but they do have a specific set of signs and                 symptoms which, unfortunately for the patient, take place                 together.  Rheumatoid arthritis and lupus are also                 syndromes.&lt;br /&gt;       &lt;br /&gt;            The many physical and emotional problems associated with FMS are                 not psychological in origin.  This is not an "all in                 your head" disorder.  However please remember, stress                 can affect the body, just as physical pain can affect the mind,                 causing stress and depression.  If someone needs help in                 coping or dealing with depression, they should see a therapist                 or Psychiatrist, but it does not mean they are                 "crazy."  It may help you to find methods of                 coping!&lt;br /&gt;       &lt;br /&gt;            In 1987, the American Medical Association recognized FMS as a                 true physical illness and major cause of disability.  It is                 recognized as a disabling condition by the ARTHRITIS FOUNDATION,                 THE SOCIAL SECURITY ADMINISTRATION and the MAYO CLINIC, among                 others.&lt;br /&gt;       &lt;br /&gt;            This syndrome may strike life-long athletes as viciously as it                 does couch potatoes.  It can be disabling and depressing,                 interfering with even the simplest activities of daily life.&lt;o:p&gt;                 &lt;/o:p&gt;                 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:georgia,Times New Roman,Times;" &gt;                &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 12pt; text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia,Times New Roman,Times;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="background-attachment: scroll; background-position: 0% 50%;font-family:Georgia;" &gt;WHAT                 YOU SHOULD KNOW ABOUT ME&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="background-attachment: scroll; background-position: 0% 50%;font-family:Georgia;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;            (Keep in mind that these things may apply to some, not all of                 fibro patients)&lt;o:p&gt;                 &lt;/o:p&gt;                 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:georgia,Times New Roman,Times;" &gt;                &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:georgia,Times New Roman,Times;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="background-attachment: scroll; background-position: 0% 50%;font-family:Georgia;" &gt;My                 pain -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="background-attachment: scroll; background-position: 0% 50%;font-family:Georgia;" &gt;                 My pain is not your pain.  It is not caused by                 inflammation.  Taking your arthritis medication will not                 help me.  I cannot work my pain out or shake it off.                  It is not even a pain that stays put.  Today it is in my                 shoulder, but tomorrow it may be in my foot or gone.  My                 pain is believed to be caused by improper signals sent to the                 brain, possibly due to sleep disorders.  It is not well                 understood, but it is VERY real and very painful.&lt;br /&gt;       &lt;br /&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="background-attachment: scroll; background-position: 0% 50%;font-family:Georgia;" &gt;My                 fatigue -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="background-attachment: scroll; background-position: 0% 50%;font-family:Georgia;" &gt;                 I am not merely tired, I am often in a severe state of                 exhaustion.  I may want to participate in physical                 activities, but I can't.  Please do not take this                 personally.  If you saw me shopping in the mall yesterday,                 but I can't help you with yard work today, it isn't because I                 don't want to.  I am, most likely, paying the price for                 stressing my muscles beyond their capability.&lt;br /&gt;       &lt;br /&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="background-attachment: scroll; background-position: 0% 50%;font-family:Georgia;" &gt;My                 forgetfulness -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="background-attachment: scroll; background-position: 0% 50%;font-family:Georgia;" &gt;                 Those of us who suffer from it call it fibrofog.  I may not                 remember your name, but I do remember you.  I may not                 remember what I promised to do for you, even though you told me                 just seconds ago.  My problem has nothing to do with my age                 (young people can get fibro) but may be related to sleep                 deprivation.  I do not have a selective memory.  On                 some days, I just don't have any short-term memory at all.&lt;br /&gt;       &lt;br /&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="background-attachment: scroll; background-position: 0% 50%;font-family:Georgia;" &gt;My                 clumsiness -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="background-attachment: scroll; background-position: 0% 50%;font-family:Georgia;" &gt;                 If I stomp on your toes or run into you five times in a crowd, I                 am not purposely targeting you.  I do not have the muscle                 control for that.  If you are behind me on the stairs,                 please be patient.  These days, I take life and stairwells                 one step at a time.&lt;br /&gt;       &lt;br /&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="background-attachment: scroll; background-position: 0% 50%;font-family:Georgia;" &gt;My                 sensitivities -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="background-attachment: scroll; background-position: 0% 50%;font-family:Georgia;" &gt;                 I just can't stand it!  "It" could be any number                 of things: bright sunlight, loud or high-pitched noises, odors.                  FMS has been called the "aggravating everything                 disorder."  So try to understand if I must decline                 certain invitations, or go home suddenly.  I really can't                 stand it.&lt;br /&gt;       &lt;br /&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="background-attachment: scroll; background-position: 0% 50%;font-family:Georgia;" &gt;My                 intolerance -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="background-attachment: scroll; background-position: 0% 50%;font-family:Georgia;" &gt;                 Perhaps I can't stand heat, either, or humidity.  I may                 sweat, profusely.  Some people cannot sweat at all and so                 the heat is even more unbearable!  Both are equally                 embarrassing, so please don't feel compelled to point this                 shortcoming out to me.  I know.  And, don't be                 surprised if I shake uncontrollably when it's cold.  I                 don't tolerate cold, either.  My internal thermostat is                 broken, and nobody knows how to fix it.&lt;br /&gt;       &lt;br /&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="background-attachment: scroll; background-position: 0% 50%;font-family:Georgia;" &gt;My                 depression -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="background-attachment: scroll; background-position: 0% 50%;font-family:Georgia;" &gt;                 Yes, there are days when I would rather stay in bed or in the                 house or die.  I have lost count of how many of Dr.                 Kevorkian's "patients" suffered from FMS as well as                 other related illnesses.  Severe, unrelenting pain can                 cause depression, but it is a result of the Fibro, not a cause                 of it.  Some days I may just feel like giving up.                  Your sincere concern and understanding can pull me back from the                 brink.  Your snide remarks can tip me over the edge.&lt;br /&gt;       &lt;br /&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="background-attachment: scroll; background-position: 0% 50%;font-family:Georgia;" &gt;My                 stress -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="background-attachment: scroll; background-position: 0% 50%;font-family:Georgia;" &gt;                 My body does not handle stress well.  If I have to give up                 my job, work part time, or handle my responsibilities from home,                 I'm not lazy.  Every day stresses make my symptoms worse                 and can incapacitate me completely.&lt;br /&gt;       &lt;br /&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="background-attachment: scroll; background-position: 0% 50%;font-family:Georgia;" &gt;My                 weight -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="background-attachment: scroll; background-position: 0% 50%;font-family:Georgia;" &gt;                 I may be fat or I may be skinny.  Either way, it is not by                 choice.  My body is not your body.  My appestat is                 broken, and nobody can tell me how to fix it.  Often the                 medication I must take causes weight gain, but many of us with                 fibro suffer from severe Irritable Bowel Syndrome and lose                 weight.&lt;br /&gt;       &lt;br /&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="background-attachment: scroll; background-position: 0% 50%;font-family:Georgia;" &gt;My                 need for therapy -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="background-attachment: scroll; background-position: 0% 50%;font-family:Georgia;" &gt;                 If I get a massage every week, don't envy me.  My massage                 is not your massage.  Consider how a massage would feel if                 that charley horse you had in your leg last week was all over                 your body.  Massaging it out was very painful, but it had                 to be done.  My body is filled with painful knots.  If                 I can stand the pain, regular massage can help, at least                 temporarily.&lt;br /&gt;       &lt;br /&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="background-attachment: scroll; background-position: 0% 50%;font-family:Georgia;" &gt;My                 good days -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="background-attachment: scroll; background-position: 0% 50%;font-family:Georgia;" &gt;                 If you see me smiling and functioning normally, don't assume I                 am well.  I am having a good day but I am not cured.                  I suffer from a chronic pain and fatigue illness with no cure.                  I can have my good days or weeks or even months.  In fact,                 the good days are what keep me going.&lt;br /&gt;       &lt;br /&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="background-attachment: scroll; background-position: 0% 50%;font-family:Georgia;" &gt;My                 uniqueness -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="background-attachment: scroll; background-position: 0% 50%;font-family:Georgia;" &gt;                 Even those who suffer from FMS are not alike.  That means                 not every fibro sufferer may not have all of the problems                 mentioned above.  I do have pain above and below the waist                 and on both sides of my body which has lasted for a very long                 time.  I may have migraines or hip pain or shoulder pain or                 knee pain, but I do not have exactly the same pain as anyone                 else.&lt;br /&gt;       &lt;br /&gt;            I hope that this helps you understand me, but if you still doubt                 my pain, your local bookstore, library and the internet have                 many good books and articles on fibromyalgia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Helen&lt;br /&gt;aka Miss Mommy Aunt Helen Meow&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5959700723796656250-420398050424272433?l=my4monkeyboogers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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I went to the doctor this past Wednesday and have now been diagnosed with fibromyalgia and chronic depression. It was a diagnosis based on symptoms I have been dealing with for a long time now with no relief.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since about 2003 I have been dealing with all over pain, excessive tiredness, weight issues, depression and so on. I was diagnosed with PCOS with insulin resistance at that time and put on Metformin, birth control pills and told to go on a low carb diet. I did and lost a lot of weight and started feeling better. I did pretty good until about 2005 after I lost my insurance and wasn't able to continue getting my prescriptions. I started looking up and trying different herbal supplements to help and was able to manage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In 2006 I became pregnant with my son. As mentioned in the previous &lt;a href="http://my4monkeyboogers.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-need-little-rant.html"&gt;post&lt;/a&gt;, I found out I had a dermoid cyst on my left ovary and had to have that ovary removed when I was 13 1/2 weeks pregnant. I thankfully did not loose my son. I was on bedrest when they discovered the cyst and of course after, I did however go into terrible depression. I was put on anti depressants. When I was able to go off of bedrest I was still in a lot of pain and eventually my pelvis separated as well. That is a terrible kind of pain I cannot describe. I was put back on bedrest due to that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I had my boy. My that was something else. I had a 9 year and 2 six year girls and they were thrilled to have a baby brother. My husband was smitten. That son of mine is terribly spoiled lol. The problem was I just wasn't happy. I couldn't figure out why. I had what I had always wanted, a little boy. Everyone seemed happy but me. Again I was put back on the anti depressants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not long after he was born I lost my insurance again and could not afford the anti depressants so I went off them. I soon started to feel the depression come back again and started having muscle aches and pains as well as gaining weight and terrible exhaustion. I was able to find a free clinic that was able to help me get back on the anti depressants. They also ran several different blood tests and could not find anything else wrong with me. I continued to take the anti depressants but it still did not find relief for the muscle aches and tiredness. I gave up and figured it wasn't depression and this past June stopped taking them when my prescription ran out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the pain flared up and was from head to toe. My face even hurts to touch it. It hurts to walk. It hurts to move to much and the one that bothers me the most is it hurts when my kids hug me. That one brings me to tears even thinking about it. On top of the pain I started having a lot of trouble sleeping and laying awake at night. My husband says that when I do sleep I toss and turn all night keeping him awake. That is also starting to bother me a lot. He is also staying tired and I think he may be starting to resent me in some ways because of it. It seems we are having more fussing going on between us and in the middle of the night I wake up to "stop kicking!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sooooo with all of these new developments and a few things I talked to the doctor about, she has determined I have Fibromyalgia. She gave me a prescription to help me sleep and I am also scheduled to see a psychiatrist for my depression and to get me on other prescriptions to help with the fibromyalgia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now I know what is wrong with me. I was hoping it was something simple and take a pill and feel better but instead I now have to learn to live my life in pain. I need to somehow accept the fact that I will need to for the rest of my life. I need a lot of prayer for my family to accept this, my husband to forgive me and support me, and for myself to learn to live like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Helen&lt;br /&gt;aka Miss Mommy Aunt Helen Meow&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5959700723796656250-5219419852957330721?l=my4monkeyboogers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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However, every homeschooling parent desires for success in teaching their children at home and launching them into the world to become all that God has intended for them to be.&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p align="left"&gt;The flipside to this statement is that no one wants to fail when it comes to teaching their children at home. So, what are the five necessary ingredients to homeschooling success?&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p align="left"&gt;The first one is the desire to foster a closer relationship with each of your children and your kids with one another. If you don’t want to spend more time together and deepen these relationships (or, at least, &lt;i&gt;want&lt;/i&gt; to want to spend more time together), then homeschooling may not be the best choice for you. However, I am sure that you have heard it said before that at the end of the day, no one is going to say, “I wish that I had spent more time at work… or by myself… or with my canary…” No, the universal regret that aging and dying people declare is their sadness over not spending enough time with their loved ones. Teaching your children at home is an amazing opportunity to spend more time with your dearest loved ones and have no regrets.&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;          &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;     &lt;p align="left"&gt;The second ingredient to homeschooling success is a teachable spirit on the part of the parent. This is essential because, like it or not, you will learn so much more teaching your own children than you ever did in school the first time around. So, you might as well like to learn.&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;     &lt;p align="left"&gt;On that same note, the third essential ingredient to successful homeschooling is creating a home environment that is conducive to learning. This may show itself differently in each of our homes, but the result is the same – a place where kids can learn and enjoy it.&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p align="left"&gt;A home that is conducive to learning may have quiet and cozy reading nooks, bookshelves crammed with great books, a listening corner complete with headphones and a beanbag chair, uncluttered smooth surfaces for writing, stacks of coloring/activity books and colored pencils, a place to gather together and talk about the day’s events. You get the idea… Create centers in your home that make learning fun and accessible.&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;          &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;     &lt;p align="left"&gt;The fourth ingredient for a successful homeschool is 2 hours of your time to devote to your children’s studies. Truly, when the one-on-one teaching method is employed in your home, you do not need all day in order to get things done. In fact, a child in K-2 grades might be finished with her schoolwork in as few as 45 minutes (of course, that probably does not include the time that you spend reading together because who can get enough of that!).&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;     &lt;p align="left"&gt;At the other end of the spectrum, you might not need that much time with your middle schooler or high schooler either, because they become such independent learners by this age. The kids that will need the majority of that time that you have designated for school – those full 2 hours – would be your students in 3-6 grades as math and grammar assignments might get a little more involved.&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;     &lt;p align="left"&gt;The final ingredient for homeschooling success is a library card. That’s right! With access to a huge roomful of books, a world of learning opportunities is at your doorstep. Let’s say that your child is interested in insects or flowers, electricity or magnetism, transportation or inventions… check out as many books as he can devour on the subject and then some more. Watch your child light up with the delight of learning.&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;          &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;     &lt;p align="left"&gt;With these 5 essential ingredients incorporated into your homeschool, you will experience successful learning in the lives of your children, because this is the measure of success – children that love to learn!&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;     &lt;p align="left"&gt;Enjoy those learning moments…&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p align="left"&gt;Terri Johnson&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Co-author of &lt;a href="http://www.terrisaffiliates.com/ezGaffurl.php?offer=my4monkeys&amp;amp;pid=7"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Homeschooling ABCs&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt; – an online class starting this month for brand new homeschoolers. Don't let self-doubt, or lack of experience, rob you of the best first year possible! Sign up for class at &lt;/i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.terrisaffiliates.com/ezGaffurl.php?offer=my4monkeys&amp;amp;pid=7"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Homeschooling ABCs&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Helen&lt;br /&gt;aka Miss Mommy Aunt Helen Meow&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5959700723796656250-347232317642064993?l=my4monkeyboogers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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My point in the blog was to start being able to open up a bit and get some things off my chest as needed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have had anxiety and depression issues in the past and I have weened myself off of the antidepressants.  My doctor wants me to see a counselor but that is difficult with my 4 children, my husbands schedule and the other things I have dedicated myself too. So my thoughts came to having a blog where I could just write and rant and get things off my chest, it still has been difficult to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See I am the person that people have always come to for help. I am the one that sits and listens politely while others talk. I don't mind that, I actually love helping other people. I try not to solicit advise unless asked for it and definitely do not spread gossip. So people know they can trust me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The thing is I do not have someone around here to do that with. I don't have a physical person to go to with the things I need to talk about. At least that is how I feel. I think that knowing everybody'&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;s&lt;/span&gt; problems and situations that I feel like my problems would just add to theirs. Or maybe they would not want to come to me with their problems anymore. Often after hearing someone &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;elses&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; problems I feel mine are trivial and I should let it go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Probably sounds childish, I know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As of right now my mom has a lot of health problems. She is suffering from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;COPD&lt;/span&gt;, heart disease, thyroid disease, depression and allergies. I have been the one taking her back and forth to her doctors appointments. I also take her shopping and running errands because she cannot drive. I am the one that does this since my brothers work full time and/or have gone to school over the years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently she started having breathing issues and wheezing a lot. She has had several doctors appointments because of it. She had to put on oxygen and praise the Lord today she was told that they have everything under control now. So the oxygen and the new medications are helping a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also babysit for my best friend, now sister in law(yeah!)! She and one of my brothers just got married and had a baby. She has two older children that I watch after school or while she works. I love them dearly and mentioned them in a previous post. When she goes back to work in a few weeks I will have the baby and the other two after school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also watch my nephew on weekends while my brother in law works. He works 12 hour shifts so his son stays here all weekend while his dad works.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are also going to starting school again this upcoming Monday! We started homeschooling last year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am writing all of this to get to a point. I think I am getting to a breakdown point and I don't know how to handle all of this anymore. I have health issues rearing their ugly heads. I was diagnosed with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;PCOS&lt;/span&gt; with insulin resistance back in 2003 after going to the doctor for female issues. I had dealt with different female issues since I was a teenager and now had a name for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In 2006 I found out I was pregnant and at the same time found out I had a 9cm &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;dermoid&lt;/span&gt; cyst. I had to have it removed along with the entire ovary when I was 13 weeks pregnant. By the Lord's grace my son came out of the surgery fine and born at 38 weeks. Because of the cyst and surgery though I was on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;bedrest&lt;/span&gt; nearly the whole pregnancy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This past Jan. I had a 15cm fluid filled cyst burst on my other ovary. I have also had a lot of abdominal pain on and off since.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overlapping since I had my son has been major tiredness and achy all over kind of feelings. I have been told on and off it is stress, depression, doing too much, not getting enough rest and so on. None of which seems to be the problem in my opinion. I have been on antidepressants, my husband makes sure I get plenty of rest, and I have tried different methods to relax and rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since Christmas this past year I have been getting progressively worse in the pain department. I stay tired all of the time. I try to exercise and it is all I can do to do so. Then for a day or two after any major physical activity I am so exhausted I want to sleep constantly and hurt all over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This summer has been really bad. I toss and turn all night. My husband, poor man, says I kick and hit him constantly. He said last night he thought I was dreaming of being a ninja. He hasn't been getting sleep because of me tossing and turning. I have since given up exercise and yet I still feel completely sore from head to toe. I have tried melatonin, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Tylenol&lt;/span&gt; pm and other sleep aids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just don't understand what is wrong. My dad and step mother believe I may have chronic fatigue syndrome or &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;fibromyalgia&lt;/span&gt;, who knows. I still do not have insurance but able to go to a free clinic near by. They are a small practice and do not have a lot of resources but I plan on going back soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am just to the point that I want to be better and just don't know what to do. I am having a hard time hiding all of this from everyone anymore. I just want to scream sometimes because I hurt so bad. My kids are starting to notice and keep asking me why I am sick all the time. I am constantly telling them I don't feel good and leave it at that. I just don't know what to do anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for letting me rant and if you read this far I appreciate you taking the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Helen&lt;br /&gt;aka Miss Mommy Aunt Helen Meow&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5959700723796656250-6894482516177122455?l=my4monkeyboogers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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