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You might know I began a radio show called Barefoot Rock n Blues in June, what you might not know is that the community of independent music maker’s and listener’s at Mixstream Radio on http://www.mixposure.com/mix_radio is a close community of friends. The support by everyone involved has continually impressed me. They all welcomed me with warmth that touches my heart, I am in awe by the music and joy they bring to my world.
(Noteworthy for me is that this post is my 550th Barefoot Baroness post)
I’m sharing a proud event in my life, my radio show. I am also with this post sharing a proud and humbling gift I received. I am still truly blown away as well as honored by this song The TrueVulgarians wrote, performed, and recorded for me. What I thought was going to be a 30-40 second promo spot is actually an amazing & awesome song by these talented people.
My deepest gratitude & thanks to Bill & Jackie- The amazing TrueVulgarians. I became a fan immediately the first time I heard their music. *See links below for more music and information about this fantastic brother-sister duo.
For now I just can’t resist the impulse to share here, despite it being pretty self-serving on my part. So I hope y’all will forgive me on that aspect and just enjoy the music, because that is after all what this is all about anyway….. The Music.
Barefoot Baroness Juke Joint
by The TrueVulgarians
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It’s been a strange Spring.
It’s become one of my busiest Spring’s I’ve had in some years. This isn’t a bad thing, Embracing all life’s adventures that are appearing along my journey I have days when I “hit the rack” almost asleep before I get there. Though some days I am reminded that I live with chronic illness being part of my life, most often I’m able to function pretty well in my self-accommodating ways without much interference. I say most often. Tuesday April Fools Day was not to be one of those days.
I’m writing this because what old symptoms masked could have been dangerous; and to share my experience of learning how foolish it is to self-diagnosis. No matter how well you know your own body.
The day started in my normal laid back routine. After washing my face & teeth, a brush through my hair I begin the day with music, coffee and toast. in that order. But that morning I wasn’t really hungry. I sat down at the computer to do some work for the artist’s I work for, needed to begin some new research for radio promo copy, and to transpose a live radio interview into a written narrative interview. I had plenty to do. I’d been out-of-town the Thursday before through Saturday and just the road trip and sleeping in a different bed had incited muscles spasms that are a chronic problem, just enough to pay attention. Nothing a good stretch would not rectify.
I soon could tell that the muscle spasms (thoracic back muscles) were beyond tense, spasms full-on that make me nauseated. The vicious cycle this starts has also become routine. I couldn’t keep the medicine down that would help my muscle spasms because the spasms themselves were making me nauseated.
I paid attention, tried the usual treatment modalities that typically work, and tried waiting for the spasms to relax. To no avail.
By noon I was in full spasms.
Full thoracic spasms for me trigger nausea. Not always, but this was not to be one of the times not. Typically once I can get the spasms to calm down and relax with medication I improve within a few hours. I assumed this was the same thing going on.
Only it wasn’t.
I had misdiagnosed myself.
My daughter had already arrived in response to my call to come help me put a Lidocaine transdermal patch on my back for me. One of the tools in my arsenal of treatment modalities. I thought at one point that I was improving. But when the spasms intensified and started coming around to my chest muscles I got scared. I asked my daughter to phone the paramedics. I wasn’t sure what was happening , but I was getting freaked. Literally,
By the time the paramedics arrived I was hyperventilating, as well as in severe pain and very ill. These fine professionals (is it a prerequisite that all fire-fighter/paramedic be good-looking?) were thorough, yet fast. They were able to assure me I was not having any type of cardiac event.. but I was in obvious distress and was advised to go the emergency room.
I did. I’m lucky I did.
I was diagnosed (first) with Pancreatitis.
Music by Brick Fields. (self-serving on my part here because Brick Fields is part of making my own dream happen by hiring me as their artist manager.)
Thank you Rachel & Larry. Love you Brick Fields!!
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