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Oh, I am supposed to be on a sabbatical from this computer…this is all an illusion, I am not here.   I am 33 years old, married to Ted(who I refer to often as he has been around for 14 years so it’s tricky to try to divide us up, we are mutated at the hip)…we have a six year old, Christa, the light of our lives, she was premature which resulted in Cerebral Palsy.  She "gets it" and has the best sense of humor(bordering on sick like her mom)..I was a diabetic for 27 years and ended up on dialysis for three years. I was called to HUP in April and received a kidney~pancreas transplant.  I was blessed with a new life. Now I can eat a million Snickers, bowls of Froot Loops and swill Gator aid ’til the cows come home!  No more diabetes.  And to pee again, tis a joy! On the somber side, I had found out who my donor was, a 15 year old…someday I will write her mom and dad a very long letter of gratitude and thanks(very difficult thing to even think about for me).  I started having panic attacks right before I went on dialysis as I thought I would die on dialysis.  (Being a critical care nurse also did nothing in the consolation department when it came to my health).  I also had depression and agoraphobia.  A long walk back and this ng, and two therapists who made a difference and one hag of a human therapist that did nothing but cost me 800 fickin dollars…I became healthier.  And now I am on Remeron and Ativan, it takes the fear and the "ickies" away(long phobia story…)…most of all I can do most things except the Marts(K, Wal, and other "mart-y" kind of places), banks and any religious service where I have to stand up in front of people.  You will know me well on here, I rant often and tell much about my crazy life, it’s a mixed bag of nuts.  I also hate having guests over and really don’t like people in general in RL however, I am working on that right as we speak.  I have to give a lot of thanks to everyone here, and a big smooch.  Especially during my transplant, Ted copied all the ng threads giving me so much support and it made me better and better in the hospital.  And thanks to Margrove who led me to believe in myself for once…  :o)  That’s not all, I could rant forever…but that’s enough for now…I hope if you are new you listen to me, it will get better, through love and knowing yourself, giving yourself the chance to see life differently and if meds are a part of it to be okay and function, then so be it!  Love Cheryl Just don’t ask about repairmen the entire crew on ASAP will groan loudly…heh… — TC3 "Can you take me higher, to a place where blind men see.  Can you take me higher, to a place with golden streets." Tremonti/Stapp – Hide quoted text — Show quoted text – Hi, all, I guess it is my turn – I am 42 years old, live in Ohio, married almost 24 years and have 2 children – girl – 20 and son – 17.  I have had diagnosed pad since 1983.  (I am so glad I didn’t have to stand up in front of the class and do this…hehe). I think this is a good idea – I also had thought about asking for this info. it just seems to make people seem more real and the posts seem more personal. Okay – who is willing to be next??? smiles, elise

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Oh, I am supposed to be on a sabbatical from this computer…this is all an illusion, I am not here.

As this is an illusion i hav’nt read it, so i’m not really answering this post.             On a sabbatical huh, i’m still waiting to find out what being "razzed" means. I suppose this means i’ve got to wait even bloody longer now does it?                 (snubbed) Kenny.                         P.S. seriously though, have a jolly lovely sabbatical old girl, hope all’s well.                                     Love,                                         Kenny.

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