Kidney Donor Note #4

Its been one entire year since the transplant and my husband is doing very well:

  • Kidney is functioning extremely well! Creatinine level is 1.1 meaning that his new kidney is doing its job and his body isn’t rejecting it.
  • He’s been taken off of four out of five of his daily blood pressure medications.
  • Appetite has fully returned! His weight on the day of surgery was 163 lbs and he now weighs 210 lbs. Right now he claims to be on a diet……. 0_o
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  • His energy level has significantly increased.
  • His skin color has returned back to normal and his eyes no longer appear to be sunken in.
  • There are still certain parts of the scar that are numb. We were made aware beforehand that this could possibly happen and that if it did, the chances of regaining feeling in those areas were slim.
  • The swelling around his scar has dramatically decreased.

I am also doing quite well. In fact, I’m doing so well that our baby girl just turned three months.

*Insert your happy smile.*

Now you’re staring at the screen in confusion.

……And you’ve just done the math!

We became pregnant only about one month after the surgery. It wasn’t my fault but I don’t blame my hubby for being unable to control himself. All of this sexiness? C’mon! We can all give the young man a break here. Lol.

Our only daughters name is Harmony Rain Miller and despite the warning that she could be physically deformed due to the medications we were both on, she is the most bestest, awesomest, and cutest little diva ever! She’s amazing, and tiny, and smiley, and snuggly. *insert happy sigh*

*Grudgingly shares pic*

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*Grudgingly shares another*

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So the moral of the story is that a year later and we’re still WINNING! To those who have prayed for us, stuck by us, and loved on us, THANK YOU! We are so very lucky to have the support system that we do and we appreciate each and every single one of you!

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“It’s So Hard To Say Goodbye.”

Having this blog has been such a positive learning experience for me and although I would love to keep posting, I have become extremely busy with writing and running my own business. This will be the last post on this blog but I would love to stay connected with all of you other bloggers, readers, and authors. Please feel free to post links in the comment section below or email me with your FB, Twitter, or Instagram links so that I can keep up with all of you!

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Love Always,

Melody S.

Soul Speech (Teaser)

 I recently completed work on a new project that I am very excited about called Soul Speech. It is a book of poetry that is sure to make you FEEL. This project has been healing for me and my hope is that it helps someone else to heal as well.  

 Below you will find a poem from Soul Speech. Don’t be shy on your thoughts and I encourage you to share it with anyone you think it will help.

We Must Do Better

Looking at you my heart just breaks

You don’t understand the madness you create

Your worries center around your hair and your face

While the children learn nothing but how to be just as vain

You’re dressed to the nines from your head to your toes

Spent all your money just to put on a show

While the child looks as if he’s grown out of his clothes

Yet, there you pose as if you don’t know

You’re content with any dude so that you won’t be alone

Choosing to ignore that he does you so wrong

As long as you can say that you have a man

All is perfect in the grand scheme of things

The child watches as he physically assaults you

As he beats you down, leaving you broken and bruised

You’re teaching your child there’s no value within you

In turn, the child grows and is victimized too

A vicious cycle not soon bound to break

Because you’ve taken no steps in breaking the chains.

We must do better.

Looking at you my heart just breaks

You never considered how high the stakes

Of leaving behind what you helped to create

Now you must carry the weight of your mistake

The mistake that you made of walking away

From something so badly you wanted to make

Over to the next you’ll carry your dead weight

Planting more seeds, lying that you’ll stay

 The cycle repeats again and again

The broken heart of a child left behind in pain.

We must do better.

Different races hold hostility for each other

How come we can’t just support one another?

Because jealousy and envy keep us separated from each other

We’re stuck in a cycle of misery and causing pain

Never wanting anything better for the next man

Hoping and praying for the next ones demise

Sticking knives in backs and running around telling lies.

Because it’s our own selves we truly despise.

We must do better.

A Humorous Look at Mothering

I can say with complete and total honesty that I love being a mother. I love spending time with my children and some of my favorite life moments have either been shared with my children, or inspired by them. Children are great! They are innocent and when they grow up to turn out successful, the product of all of a parent’s hard work and dedication.

Most people believe that from the time of conception until a child is grown and rusty, everything that happens is cute and special. While this may be true of some things, other things just don’t evoke feelings of warm and fuzziness within me. Let’s keep it real, certain jobs expected of a mother are just downright punishing!

Changing Diapers-

Thus far I’ve only had the pleasure of raising boys and I must say that of all my mommy duties, this is the most dreaded one. I put his little body on top of the changing table and remove the wet diaper. He’s a little squirmy of course because he’s wet and he doesn’t like the feel of it on his bottom. Once removed, I place the diaper into the genie. Now because I am a mom and that means that I have super powers, a clean diaper magically appears in my hand as I am throwing out the used one. Coming up to re-diaper the tiny body of a male human, he pee’s dead in the center of my face. As if he was aiming a pistol and has a master shot, the pee lands squarely in between my eyes. A human has just urinated in my face! His bodily waste is cascading down over my nose and leaking off of my chin. Call me crazy but in my book, getting peed on is in no way cute!

Throw Up/Vomit

So, now that I’ve showered and changed my clothes, I no longer reek of urine. I’ve gotten into the shower and scraped my face until it is raw and sore to the touch (because of course I’m grossed out by my little baby’s bad manners.) It’s feeding time and I hold him cradled in my arms. Having his fill, this little guy needs a good burp now so that he won’t be gassy. Holding him with his little head lying just a bit over my shoulder, I pat his back trying to coax it out. Wearing only a thin shirt with spaghetti straps (for comfort) I become aware of something slowly oozing down my back. It feels warm and disgusting. Vomit! My heart is not filled with sunshine. I am not smiling. Pride does not bubble over within my soul. Time for the second shower of the morning.

Standing

Depending on how fast your baby is “moving” you may experience his want to stand sooner rather than later. In my case, J.R. is two months old and has been demanding to stand since he was about four or five weeks. I’ll hold him in the cradle position and try to snuggle but no, he’s not going for it. He straightens his whole body out and holds it stiff as a board. His toes are pointed, little arms unbending, hands curled into tight fists, his back is ram-rod straight and his knees are locked. This does not feel good on my arms and I know that in his nonverbal way he wants me to know that I better stand him up or else. I don’t want any trouble and so I stand him up. He has beaten me. Little J.R. has won the match and beaten me. I am his slave and he is calling all the shots. In what way is this cute and special? It’s NOT! It doesn’t make me feel proud of myself as a big grown adult to have to acknowledge that an infant is running things!

Crying

Some people really think that a crying baby is cute. I have heard people say, “Aw listen to him cry! He sounds so cute with his little voice!” Really? I must be totally out of my mind because a crying baby has the potential to make me go stark MAD! In my case, when my oldest (who we call Bird) was a baby he could cry for what seemed like an eternity. He was so used to being held that whenever I would try to sit or lay him down, he would scream at the top of his lungs. My mother’s advice was to allow him to cry it out for short intervals at a time and eventually he would get used to not being held all the time. I always thought my mother was a pretty smart lady. I really thought she knew everything and could solve any problem bought before her. Boy was I wrong! No matter how short or long of an interval I attempted to let him cry, my Bird never gave up. I knew he was never going to be a quitter because he won every single match! I was so determined to beat him at this game that while he was crying, I’d sit right in front of him giving him the challenge stare. Letting him look into my eyes and see that I wasn’t afraid of him. He’d scream at the top of his lungs looking me right back in my eyes with a look that said, “You’ll never win so you may as well accept defeat and PICK ME UP!”

Mothering is challenging but fun and rewarding. This is the one job that I know for certain I am very good at. I enjoy all aspects even though I may not always see the humor while in the moment. I think one thing that can take away a lot of the stress of being a mom is having a sense of humor; being able to laugh at your little people AND yourself. Just throw your head back and let out a big loud belly laugh at the fact that this little person has you running in circles and wrapped around his little finger!

Proper Facebook Etiquette.

 As I scroll down my Facebook timeline I often think to myself, “WTF”? I know that I can’t be alone. If you have been reading my blog for a while, then you know that I have written about Facebook before but this time it’s different. Certain things that I see I just want to reach through my computer or whatever device I happen to be on at the moment, and punch people right in the face. There needs to be some written Facebook etiquette rules because some of ya’ll need some act right, some learning, so I took the liberty. I figured if I write the rules then it will save some of you from getting punched in the throat!

1)      Please ignore the “people you may know” box on the right side of your screen if you do not actually know the person.

Now this rule is for those who just have a regular page not a fan page or any of the like. If you do not personally know someone meaning the two of you have never sat down and had a personal conversation, never hung out, never went to school together, never worked together, etc. THEN YOU DO NOT KNOW THE PERSON! Just because a person may know someone that you know doesn’t mean that you know them (DUH.) It is not proper etiquette to “FRIEND SHOP” off of other peoples Facebook friends lists! Oh…I get it…you want to appear popular? Ha!

2)      If you are anti-social and you do not “like” statuses or ever leave comments for any of your friends, stop expecting people to like and leave comments on your stuff.

 3)      Do not send game requests over and over and over again to people that you know DO NOT PLAY! It’s just rude and annoying as all hell.

 4)      Stop posting links that do not lead anywhere.

 Make sure that your ghetto link leads to somewhere BEFORE you post it! It’s like stopping to ask for directions and instead of a person telling you they don’t know where the location is, they act like they do and send you all over the damn planet. That’s rude!

 5)      It is not proper to post your whole entire life online then get mad because people are talking about you.

Facebook post: “I just had my 20th can of beer and now I’m about to drive home.”

Facebook comments: “You really should call a taxi.”

                                       “That is not the responsible thing to do.”

Your next Facebook post: “I am so tired of people always being in my damn business!”

Really?

6)      Do not tag people in corny pictures of quotes. If it isn’t funny or cute, do NOT go tagging everybody in it damnit!

7)      (For my creative folks) If people can’t post links on your wall of projects that they are working on (books, music, dancing, etc.) then DO NOT feel free to post your link on anybody else’s wall.  

 8)      It is rude to internet stalk….do not do it!

 That means do not delete someone (or get deleted by someone) and then go stalking the person’s page from someone else’s page. This is not only rude, but creepy as well.

 9)      DO NOT tag yourself in other people’s pictures!

I would think that if they wanted you tagged in their pic, they would have tagged you themselves…don’t ‘cha think?

 10)   This is the most important etiquette rule of all: DO NOT KILL PEOPLE THAT YOU MEET OFF OF FACEBOOK OR THAT YOU HAVE AS “FRIENDS”!

This is rude. This is NOT normal behavior. Stop it!

So He’s Cheating…Now What?

*A lot of my writing on this blog has been comical and light-hearted, but not today!*

Most if not all of us knows a cheater, has been a cheater or is currently a cheater. I have been receiving a lot of tearful phone calls and emotional emails these days about marriages breaking up and relationships on the rocks because he or she is cheating. The one that sticks out the most in my mind though is a couple who has been married for about 10 years.

They have grown children but the marriage is on the rocks. While I can sympathize with the woman because I can see how the cheating might affect the way she feels about herself and all that, I have a hard time really feeling completely sorry for her. This man has cheated before! Before they even walked down the aisle he cheated AND after they were married he cheated.

In my mind I’m having a hard time understanding why one would be surprised. I cannot fathom why we as people cannot believe a person the first time when they show us who they truly are. I know that some people just need a shoulder to cry on. Sometimes they just want to tell another person what they are going through. Sometimes they want sympathy. These things are hard for me when deep inside I feel like you have brought this on yourself by ignoring the big red signs that he was giving you.

I was watching a talk show the other day and the woman was saying that because her husband cheats on her, she was going to get plastic surgery. She felt that if she could make herself prettier then he would stop cheating. Huh? I was dumbfounded as I sat and watched this perfectly fine young woman talk about her husband’s infidelities. She was so confused about her own self-worth that she was willing to get operations and risk her life to keep this man at home and from straying. If no one else sees a problem with that thinking, I do. She even mentioned during the segment that he had cheated on her before the marriage and apparently he was still at it. AGAIN: why is she crying and so hurt?

Of course I’m not saying that people can’t change, I’m just saying that if a person repeatedly shows you something, it’s best to adopt the thinking that they are not lying to you!

I understand that for a woman, cheating can make us feel like we are less than. It has the power to make us question our femininity and to make us doubt ourselves. At the same time, we have to learn to take a step back and look at the situation from a realist point of view. If a man (or woman) cheats that is their character. That is who they are as a person and most times it has nothing to do with their significant other and what that person is or isn’t doing. It has been my experience that cheaters don’t need a real valid reason, they do what they want to do regardless of how the other person might feel once the dirty secret is found out.

(Oh by the way since you’re here, dont forget to pick up your copy of my new book Loves Wrong Turns by Melody S on Amazon!!)