Sunday, November 6, 2011

Believe In Yourself

Believe in yourself and you values,
don't sell out when things go wrong.
Don't let anyone get you down,
always bounce back up.

Set goals for your future,
never settle for anything less.
Realize that there are others in the world,
with much bigger problems than you.

Appreciate the good things in life,
and be thankful for the time
you have with your loved ones.
Spend more time with your family and friends.

Appreciate the simple things in life,
and don't get caught up in material things.

Saturday, November 5, 2011

Before

Before you speak, listen.
Before you write, think.
Before you spend, earn.
Before you invest, investigate.
Before you  critize, wait.
Before you pray, forgive.
Before you quit, try.
Before you retire, save.
Before you die, give.

~William Author Ward~

Friday, November 4, 2011

Unconditional Love

 Love is patient, Love is kind
Love is learning to be blind.
To others faults, it keeps no score,
Love is learning much much more.

Love protects, and always trusts,
Perseverance is a must.
Love is facing stormy weather,
Hand in hand, we walk together.

Love is honest, not deceiving,
In God and others, we keep believing.
Love is learning to forgive
As Jesus taught us how to live.

True love we find will not forsake.
But always gives more than it takes.
Love is learning to rejoice.
In all we face, it is our choice.

We are learning the meaning of love.
As given to us by God above.

~ Marcell Billinghurst ~

Thursday, November 3, 2011

My Guardian Angel

 You spread out your wings,
then took me by the hand,
you taught me how to fly,
when I'd forgotten how to stand.
You showed me the moon,
and the stars in the sky,
you brought me back to life,
when I'd lost the will to try.
You are my guardian angel,
heaven sent from up above,
you opened up my heart,
and filled it back with love.

Wednesday, November 2, 2011

Prayer of St. Francis of Assisi

Make me an instrument of your peace...
Where there is hatred.. let me sow love...
Where there is injury.. pardon...
Where there is doubt.. faith...
Where there is despair.. hope...
Where there is darkness.. light...
Where there is sadness.. joy...

O Divine Creator
Grant that I may not so much seek to be consoled as to console...
To be understood as to understand...
To be loved as to love...

for it is in giving that we recieve...
It is in pardoning that we are pardoned...
And it is in dying that we are born to eternal life.

Tuesday, November 1, 2011

Myasthenia Snowflakes


MGr's are like the Snowflakes,
All unique ~ you will agree
MG is something that affect us,
Each so differently!


The Snowflakes, no two alike,
Are special in many ways,
They're delicate, but yet so strong,
And they dance on the coldest days.

And like the Snowflakes that band together,
In the sun they seem to shine,
MGr's give hope to each other,
To get through the toughest times.

Every Snowflake brings to mind,
How special you are -
You're one of a kind!


Living With Myasthenia Gravis

On a good morning, we awake with a dollars worth of nickels in our pocket, or perhaps we find them after our first dose of mestinon.

We must decide how to spend this precious supply.

Shall we shower, dress, make the bed, have breakfast, go to a job, and recklessly spend them all at once? Perhaps, we should just use twenty-five cents, and dress without the shower or shave. Leave the bed unmade for later and spend five to fifteen cents for breakfast. We alone may judge from our recent experience.

Having decided, we act, and our precious deposits is put into an invisible slot, filled with invisible batteries. These batteries kick in slowly and we drain their reserve.

When it is close to gone, we force ourselves to rest. As the day progresses, we decide to do a small chore. The shower, shave, and shampoo? Five more nickels perhaps, the bed? One nickel perhaps, housecleaning? Going to work?

How many nickels will we have to spend today? For many of us we can barely afford one nickel at a time. Today, if we have the luxury of time for a rest period or a nap. We might awaken with a sudden new supply of nickel in our pocket. Probably our next dose of mestinon will provide us with a fresh supply. For others, we may find we've chosen unwisely and squandered our day's wealth, and borrowed from tomorrow, to do what had to be done today to improve our quality of life.

The debt must be repaid, and time in bed will be the price. We can gamble them all away, or spend them carefully. When we awake, morning after morning, with pocket full of nickels. Such an abundance that we no longer have to count them. WE HAVE ACHIEVED MYASTHENIA GRAVIS REMISSION!