Blues......

Latley, I got the blues! I just want to go shopping, lunch , a movie...with my kids or friends just ONE time without my GUT running the show! It's soooo controlling! I think when the holidays come it's just difficult in general.

Basically staying home more latley. When I go out with non-crohnies...I feel out of sorts with them. I try finding things in common and my mind is just always on planet Crohns! What do you all do to keep your spirits high during this time of year?

I feel the same way...people without this try to understand (sometimes), but it just doesn't work. How can we possibly fully understand something we've never experienced? And I don't want to be out with sympathizers the entire time either.
I've had some people who are just rotten in the end anyway.

It does make for some depressing times, but there are other ways to have fun I've found. I really enjoy a good book, playing piano or guitar, painting, or watching tv with my fiance (currently the first season of Star Trek).

Short walks outside are pleasant too. At some point, I think, being the social creature we've grown up expecting ourselves to be able to be is appealing until we actually try it again. But I'm not dismissing the joy of human company either. Some of the friends I do see once in a blue moon really are wonderful!! It's just that it's more pleasant in small doses...

I wish there were more communities of people like us in our areas to connect with. Even emailing helps. It's been a lifesaver for me with certain members here.

I think it's all part of the disease. Give us pain, and depression usually soon follows...
However, Sniper is right, it's also the time of year. For me right now it's "Bar Humbug" and cancel Christmas, BUT like
every year I'll get through it.

Sniper I've nearly caught you up this morning no. 7 and counting.. "Bar Humbug"

I'm sorry Flowery , I keep forgetting that not everyone knows what I am talking about. I sometimes put the keyboard in gear when my brain is still in neutral. Peeps , short for people and The Smurfs, was a long running cartoon on TV here . They where little blue people., thus blue and smurfs are the same. Hope to cheer you up when ever I can. You have to help keep me in line though...

Ha..I'll try to keep ya in line Sniper! Best I can! And Wolfie you are right! I need to stay strong....Sniper,  What is it exactly that you work on in your work room?

O.k....so,

Today I left the house....I know stand back that's a biggy! And it wasn't just to the mailbox!

I went to lunch and my stomach hurt....I just kept taking immodium.  I told myself that I was gonna do it! I took immodium all morning.... It was nice corresponding to the outside world. Like actually following a conversation. Now that takes some brain cells! I will probably pay tomorrow morning if not tonight...but the fellowship did me well. I looked at some pretty decorations on my way home and it made me feel a little Christmasy.......a little

 

Sniper, My father was a wood worker. He built house's "back in the day"...as a kid he built half the house and then went to the bank and asked for a loan. They said they had no proof that he could build. He said, "Go look at half my house" Them were the days! 

 He had a wood working room...with lots of sawdust and spiders! He would rebuild Harpsacords, Pianos, Boats (sail), and lots of Furniture. His favorite was making Weaving Looms. He loved walking in the woods and find a tree, then make something out of it. When he died the whole top of his barn was full of hard wood that he had bought along the way at auctions. We sold it off...didn't take long!! I used to sand for him as a kid....cough cough:)

I lost my Dad in 98'. Heart issues. My mom died a year earlier. (Good genes huh?)Screwball Dad turned his Defib off after it kicked him like a horse a few times! He was 58. I was mad at first...but understand it now.  How long has Dad been gone?

As a kid I'd sand down things after he'd use layers and layers of  "tongue oil" ? and having to feel the wood for the right levels. Funny, that you mention the sound of the saw. I remember falling asleep to the sing of the blades on the table saw as a kid. Oh the memories....

Thanks for sharing.