Moving On...

I do believe I would make an excellent Alderman here in my city. I had several people call me, on the day an Aldermen died strongly suggesting I submit my name to fill his seat until the elections later this year. I told supporters who want me to run for aldermen that I am still on the fence about an elective office.

Many times, I am lead by my heart and one day this week after saying my prayers. I was lead to write a letter of interest to fill the vacancy on the board because of the sudden death of a very good alderman. I fought with myself to send the letter of interest because I know I would not be considered, but I did what I was lead to do and sent it.

The reason I know why I would not be considered is that for years I have been very opinionated before the board mainly about the police and developers. I also will not be considered because I am a FAIR person, I will always side on what is right and a person like me do not make it far in politics. Finally, the main reason why I will not be considered is that I am female and black. I would be the first black person to seat on the board in this city history.

With all that said, I was seriously considering running for the elective seat this year. I have black, white, well off, and poor supporters who are encouraging me to run because they know I am a fair person. My husband and children are my biggest supporters because they know it is my passion to help others and do not look for nothing in return.

I know I am going to disappoint many people. Politics is downright dirty and I do not have the luxury of health to do battle just to win an elective seat. My health would not prevent me from doing a good job. I also do not think my health can take the stress of campaigning if it becomes dirty. The position of Aldermen in my city pays $300.00 a month and I have no problem with that because for me it is not about the money. For others who play dirty to sit on a board it for reason that makes politics dirty.

Therefore, I am sure some who are sitting on that board including the Mayor will be relieved when they find out I will not be running. I wish I were a fly on the wall when they received my letter of interest. I can image the looks on some of their faces wondering which one of them I was going to oppose this year.

The way I feel right now I am tired of it ALL. Politics bring out the worse in people. Why that is I do not know, I am tired, I give up and I quit? I need to stop worrying and fighting for the under dog it is a thankless and unappreciative job. From this moment on, I am going to try to suppress my passion of helping others. My immediate world is fine, I need to learn how to not worry about others and only get involved if it personally affects me.

UPDATE

I received a call from one of the Aldermen that received my letter of interest. It was very interesting, if he knew about my blog he would have had an answer to his subtle inquiry. Let the fun begin, but without me...I wonder if I should have told him I know who is going to challenge him. Naw, he will find out soon enough.


Second UPDATE

It felt good visiting my fellow MS'ers blogs today and staying away from the political blogs.

Happy Birthday

I was a child when you stood up against racial oppression for African Americans. Had it not been for you, I would not have had the opportunities I had in my life. I thank you sincerely and I try to live my life working towards seeing your dream which is also my dream come to fruition.

Politics In America and Being Black

This post probably disturb some of my MS bloggers, but I have always been opinionated and when it is election time in my city and America, I am just as opinionated. This is going to be a long blog entry and it is going to be an entry that I keep up for awhile.

Politics is a F****ing Dirty Game and with the season upon us again. I am reliving the HELL I went through supporting the city I live in Mayor, remembering the racially charged election that happened in the city Memphis Mayor race in 2007, and now witnessing the under handed tactics of the Clinton camp.

I personally cannot get absorbed in the wonderful world of politics, my mind is made up as to what I am going to do, which is not support the Mayor of my city this year and not vote for Hillary Clinton if she wins the Democrat nomination.

Once I am finished writing how I am feeling about politics in America I will update this post and remove myself from America Politics for a few weeks. Hell, I just got over from an exacerbation and I will be damned if I work myself up to another one behind politics. Which is nothing more than a different day, but the same sh*t.

UPDATE

They are keeping it real in the Fields about what is happening in this race for POTUS. I will not post my personal local fight when it comes to politics. What I like about the Fields is that people of all races express their honest opinions and there is honest dialogue. MSM need to realize that there is a lot of power from political blogs hosted by African Americans. What you see happening on a national level in politics is just as bad on a local level.

I am ready for a freaking change when it comes to politics and race. I hope that this will be the year African Americans and other minorities make an impact on how Democrats and Republicans treat the minority vote.

This is shaping up to be the year when both parties will hear minorities and the poor loud and clear.

Take As Needed

There is nothing I can do when multiple sclerosis rob me of some of my cognitive. I can take Provigil to battle ms fatigue invade my body with a wave of extreme fatigue. I can also take a milder anti-depressant as I have in the past to fight ms depression.

Finally, there is the Solu-Medrol infusion that works when my ms symptoms cause my body to break down like Humpty Dumpty.



After my Solu-Medrol infusion Saturday, I felt great my body no longer felt like Humpty Dumpty. During my office visit Friday, my neurologist gave me her reason why she thought it would be a good idea for me to take Lexapro and Tizanidine daily. I explained to her why I did not want to take Lexapro and why I take Tizanidine on an as need basis. I finally gave in and told her I will start taking Lexapro once a day and Tizanidine twice a day starting Saturday January 05.

My living hell began Monday morning, mentally I felt as if I was going out of my mind and physically I could not get out of bed. I took back control of my life Wednesday. I do not try to play doctor on myself, but no one knows my body as I do. I called my neurologist and informed her on how I was feeling and as of today I will not be taking Lexapro anymore and I will only take Tizanidine, as I needed it.

It did not make sense to me to take pills that had me totally incapacitated mentally and physically. I went from living life to having no life and that is not me. I was not going to continue to take prescription medication that altered my mental state and robbed me of physically getting around no matter what my doctor thought. Life has been fine for me wearing a Fentanyl patch, taking Lortab as needed for break through pain, and injecting myself daily with Copaxone. Mentally, I am coherent and physically I could get around taking what I call my fabulous three. I also knew if I had any other symptoms that arise from multiple sclerosis I have an arsenal of medication as needed because at one point I was taking more pills than I can count on a daily basis because I was told to do so.

Because I was told by my doctors to take certain prescribed medications I almost lost my life twice. I am damn if I do and damn if I don't. I rather be damn if I don't from this point on.

My Sunday Inspiration

I decided to start something new on my blog this year. I am the first to admit I do not attend as regular as I should, but I also know God knows my heart. For the last three months, I found my self-waking up 6:00 in the morning when the broadcast of Creflo Dollar, T. D Jakes, and Joel Olsten comes on in that order.

I enjoy listening to all three. I found it strange that I was waking up without an alarm clock and I am definitely not an early morning person. I finally, accepted that maybe God is trying to tell me something and I am no longer questioning WHY I am waking up on Sunday Mornings at the time the three above T V evangelist or on air.



My first Sunday Inspiration video is special to me because my Baby Girl called me this morning she is no longer mad with me, we were able to discuss our misunderstanding like adults. We both were missing each other and in the end, I had to share with her what my parents said to me when I cried to them about our argument.

They said, “I saw myself when we had that argument and she is just like you. You did it to us and all parents go thru at least once with their child. She will realize you are her best friend and she will come around sooner than later”. I am happy it happened sooner than later because I was missing her dearly. She told me in the end our relationship is too special and she was sorry for lashing out at me, but she was more hurt that I lashed back she did not expect that. After taking a few days to her self, she realized I lashed back because she was out of line, she was no longer a child, and as she thought about it, I was speaking the truth as I always have with her and her siblings.

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Wonder JUICE

I knew my neurologist was going to order the Solu-Medrol drip when I went to see her Friday. Thankfully, I was schedule for one instead of three. I do not know about other MS’ers, but I experienced it all from the Solu-Medrol.

The best side effect from the drip is feeling like super woman and I hopefully I will become super-woman today. I am mad at myself because I did not get my caffeine in (Pepsi) before the nurse injected the IV, the metallic taste form within minutes. Now I have to wait several hours for my taste bug to return to have my tall ice filled glass of Pepsi. A thousand milligram of steroids works wonders.

Everything looks 100 times brighter and I FEEL GOOD right now!

The Danger Of A Second Life

I enjoy watching all the CSI shows and cop shows such as The Next 48 hours, Lock Up, and Inside America Jails as an example. Blame it on my experience working with law enforcement for several years. If it were not for DVR technology, I would be an overweight couch potato watching my favorite law enforcement series. Getting back to why I am posting about Second Life.

A few months ago, CSI New York had an episode of catching a murderer by entering the world of Second Life. It was one of their most intriguing episodes, avatar characters being murdered in the real world. The episode intrigued me so much that I went on line to see what the Second Life World was all about, I was tempted to create myself an avatar. Of course, I would create myself as a sexy young woman who does not live with multiple sclerosis.

As I flirted with temptation to join the Second Life World, reality of there are serious psychopaths in the world prevented me from doing so. I also thought about how a person could become emotional addicted and the psychological affect of living as an avatar in a virtual world. In the end, I decided it was dangerous to flirt with creating an imaginary life. There is some truth in art imitating life and life imitating art.

I was right about the danger and psychological affect of joining Second Life. This morning on CBS Up To The Minute News, they had a story about a single nurse who joined Second Life a year ago. In the world of Second Life, there are 500,000 active members. Linda whose avatar character name is Cala, a sexy, curvy red head met the man of her dreams in the world of Second Life. They became engaged in this virtual world after a four-month courtship. Linda/Cala said in the interview that when Richie (her virtual world boyfriend) proposed to her it felt like a real life proposal. They are now married in the world of Second Life; they had a fantasy wedding including the minister, bridesmaid, groomsmen, cake, reception, and honeymoon.

She stated in her interview with the journalist it started as a game, but they both admit they have fallen in love for real. The flip side of the fantasy is Linda/Cala virtual husband Richie is married in real life. His real life wife doesn’t know about Second Life nor that he is married in the virtual world of Second Life. The reporter in real life would not interview Richie because he did not want to be interviewed in real life, but he did agree to talk to her in Second Life. The reporter created an avatar for herself and entered the virtual world of Second Life to interview Richie at his Second Life home he shares with Linda/Cala.

The reporter asks him if he feels as if he is cheating on his wife, his response was, “I suppose its cheating in a way, but it’s a meeting of minds not bodies”. He also admitted to the reporter that his Second Life marriage is stronger than his real life marriage. I agree with the psychologist interviewed for the story, there is no if and buts about it he is cheating on his real life wife. I am going a step further and say that Linda/Cala is being a home wrecker and Richie is committing adultery. Just because there is no real touching in this virtual world there is emotional bonding and sex between the avatars in their virtual world.

They both say they have no plans in meeting in real life, but Linda is having second thoughts of being single in real life. They both need to give me a break…there is some psychological issues going on with both of them. Linda/Cala need to look for a man in the real world and Richie who feels his virtual marriage to Cala is stronger with the one he have in real life needs to work on his real life marriage or get a divorce and move on. He is being unfair to his real life wife no matter how he tries to justify his Second Life adventure.