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Something that has always been a problem has really come to a head lately:  Sal is the WORST at telling you how she feels.  #1 - she has my Mother's "I will myself well" thing.  "I'm not sick,(cough, cough, spit, cough)  #2 - she hates to miss ANYTHING .  #3 I swear she thinks being sick is a punishment.    Up till now, this hasn't bee TOO much of an issue.  Honestly, she does come from pretty healthy (and let's face it - hearty) stock so a cold doesn't really bring her to her knees and other sickness usually has some outward signs.  She's not been on any medication - so we didn't have even have side effects to consider..........

ENTER - Her period.  :-(   Now, I have no idea about cramps, headaches, you name it and to top if off - I put her on the pill to help "schedule" the periods and we're ALL messed up. 

If asked if her tummy hurts, her head, or her "privates" you can be sure you will automatically get a "no".  So here's my idea to improve on God's "perfect" plan.  If you're going to make a person that has absolutely NO use for a period - why can't you then give that said person some kind of gage - a barometer or something that buzzed when they were feeling something that needs some attention or at the least would help make sense out of the weirdness that is seeming to accompany all of this.  Then again - she could just be going through something that has absolutely NO baring on this at all! 

There is a story from my family about how a friend of the family came to our house one day to give me a birthday present.  It was a puzzle and as I opened it (in front of said family friend) I announced (in my big outdoor voice) that I didn't LIKE puzzles.  And as they tried politely to ignore my nasty behavior I became more and more adamant that I did NOT like puzzles.  Knowing my mother it probably ranked right up there with her most embarrassing moment.    But can I just repeat again:   I DON'T LIKE PUZZLES!!!!  It's like some wicked way of getting back at me for my assertiveness as a child. 

It's funny but it's not when I think that Sal could be in pain.  That if I only knew I'd be able to fix it.  Sometimes it just doesn't seem fair that with all the crap that we go through - it just piles on and on.  Granted there are others with far more problems and God knows I wouldn't change places with anyone - but DANG.  Sometimes I just look to the sky and wonder just what kind of sick sense of humor all of this is serving.   Ugghh.

So enough of my pity party.  Have I talked recently about how much I love the teachers that surround Sal.  And no, I'm doing this because she reads this blog (well, not totally).  ;-)   I can't express how much I'm going to miss Humphrey.  I think I said that about JES too and hopefully I'll say it about BHS. 

Through Sal's winning of gold at the State Winter Olympics it has become very crystal clear to me how very special these kids are and how you really are honored to be in their lives.  Even though, as evidenced by the accompanying story it can be a very bitter-sweet honor.  I've met the very BEST people on the face of the earth - and it's all due to Sal.  I've learned some MAJOR life lessons and have come to appreciate things I never though I would.  Through my life with her I've been able to understand the joy of a mother who was WAY excited that her kids said "Piss off" because for 14 years she couldn't make the P sound.  ;-)   There's something about that the "normal" people will NEVER get. 

Standing in line with Sal waiting for snowshoe line ups and seeing children in snowshoes using walkers on skis.  Children skiing and using guide dogs .  It's amazing - a most wonderful world of REAL.  No pretensions.  No fakeness.  I am a very lucky person to get to be a part of that world.  And as she goes through these trying times I guess I need to remember that more.