WTF? Seriously . . W . . . T . . . F?

We have trail cams on property.  This is common practice for people who hunt.

A large part of why we have them is to see who/what is on our property.  With 80 acres, it’s not unusual for us to be surprised.  Usually it’s critters in the pictures.  Although recently we have seen a trespasser.

Anyways . . . The Hubby and I were going thru the pictures the other night and saw these:

Our first thought (and what came out of both of our mouths) was WTF?

The animal on the right is obviously a bobcat.  We already knew we had at least one on our property thanks to the trail cams.

We THINK the animal on the left might be a bobcat..

While that’s great news for the ecosystem, I’m not thrilled about them being on our property.  Thank goodness they tend to shy away from people!

Peace, Love & Bobcat Instagram Moments

Hoosier Barn Chick

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A Day Of Silence

I had a post written and ready to publish for Thursday.  But, Wednesday night I discovered that a friend almost lost her battle with mental illness/substance abuse recently.

So, today’s silence is dedicated to all of us who have been there or been through it with someone we care about.

Peace & Love

Hoosier Barn Chick

I Go, You Go, VERTIGO!

business-care-clinic-1282308.jpgYesterday’s trip to see a new general physician went better than expected.  She took her time and listened to me.  And, she asked me lots of questions.  I have to admit that I liked how she looked at all aspects of what was going and on and all types of possible treatments to see what I was comfortable with.

Some things can’t be messed with.  These are my bipolar medications.  I do not allow anyone other than my mental health professional to change them.  And, I don’t let anyone add new medications without first discussing how they might interact with my bipolar symptoms and meds.

She decided that the being dizzy thing is most likely simple vertigo.  Vertigo can be caused by a LOT of things.  Stress, medications, infections etc. can all cause it to manifest.  We ruled out medications because none of mine have changed since at least 15 months before the vertigo started.

She felt that my constant sinus issues were the cause of it.  Apparently there is a thing called BPPV. These initials stand for benign paroxysmal positional vertigo. BPPV occurs when tiny calcium particles (canaliths) clump up in canals of the inner ear. The inner ear sends signals to the brain about head and body movements relative to gravity.  When these clumps clog up your inner ear canals, your body gets confused . . . and dizzy.

Because I told her I was up for just about anything to solve it (possibly even ritual sacrifice) she suggested Canalith Repositioning Maneuvers.  I’m going to see if that resolves it.  In the meantime, she gave me something to help with it if it’s really bad or the CRM doesn’t work.

As far as not being able to hear out of my left ear because it’s congested, it’s back to the old standby of Sudafed until it clears up.

And, we discussed that I’m horrible at taking my allergy meds because they mess with my bipolar.  She suggested an over the counter one to try and even gave me samples!

Lastly, we discussed the Lady Bits.  I am overdue for a mammogram.  You might think I’m overdue for one because it’s uncomfortable or embarrassing.  But, no.  That’s not the reason.  I’m late having another one because I have to schedule it into my busy work schedule.  You see, I live 30 minutes north of the town I work in.  And the hospital that does my mammograms is 30 minutes in the OTHER direction from my house.  Sigh.  And, the age of my IUD is in question.  You see, I had it implanted when I was in a different network.  That doctor no longer works there.  I was hoping it would be as simple as someone from the current ob/gyn looking through my chart and seeing what I said when they asked when I had it inserted.  We’ll see.  That’s a call for another day.

Peace, Love & Recovery

Hoosier Barn Chick

Ugly Truth #3 – I Feel Like #2

bright-cardiac-cardiology-433267.jpgI have a bad lifestyle choice of not putting my self-care as #1 on my list.  As a matter of fact, I’m usually not even on my own list.  And, because of that, I feel like #2.

Let me give an example of this.  For MONTHS I have been dizzy.  Not dizzy all of the time, but dizzy quite a bit.  And several times a week I feel nauseous.  I initially chalked it up to my ever present sinus infection.  And, that might be the cause of it.  But, lately I’ve realized that I really need to get to a doctor and have it checked out.

Why haven’t I already done this?  Because I feel everything else in the world is more important.  And, by the time I remember that I need to take care of this, I’m too tired/the office is closed . . . and . . . get this . . . I no longer have a doctor.

Yup, that’s right.  In March or April of this year, my doctor (who is also a family friend) left the network I’m in.  Actually, he quit practicing altogether.  This means that for SIX months, I’ve been ignoring the fact that I need a new family physician.  Even a lecture from my mental health care professional in July didn’t convince me to do anything about it.

So, instead of making a simple phone call and taking a little time to figure out what’s going on, I just trudge along.  And worry.  I worry about what’s really causing it.  Am I sick?  Is it my crappy eating habits?  Am I not drinking enough water?  It could be any (and all) of these things.

Years ago and friend reminded me that I can’t take care of others if I don’t care for myself first.  And, if I don’t care for myself, what happens when something happens to me?

So, dear friends, yesterday I called the doctor’s office, chose a new physician and made an appointment to start down the path of the discovery of why I’m feeling like #2.  In other words, I’m making myself #1!

Peace, Love & Self-Care

Hoosier Barn Chick

OMG! The Chipmunks Have Taken Over!

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Ok, even as I work to improve myself and my life, not every day can be soul searching and full of enrichment and enlightenment.

We live at the edge of a forestry.  That means we deal with all kinds of critters on a regular basis.  There are bobcats, coyotes, birds of all kinds, squirrels, deer and chipmunks . . . lots and lots of chipmunks.

Recently, they have decided to do a hostile take over at The Barn.  How do I know this?  Because, the other day, I was sitting in my car with the car door open and one of them came right up to the car door, sat up on its hind legs and stared at me for several seconds before scampering off.

When you walk out my front door, you are pretty much guaranteed to have at least 2 scurry out right in front of you within several feet of the door.  They romp around our yard and you can watch them out the window while watching tv.

You can hear them chewing on stuff . . . all of the time!  And I frequently find little surprise stashes of their favorite things hidden in our carports.

They are cute.  I admit that.  And, obviously at least 8 have been featured in animated stories.  It may take a minute, but do the math and you will come up with at least eight.

However, they are freaking annoying!  And, they tear stuff up like nobody’s business.  I’m afraid it’s time to join the war against them.  Some of them HAVE to go.

I do NOT make this statement lightly.  Yes, we hunt.  But, we EAT what we hunt.  It doesn’t matter if it’s some kind of bird, deer or squirrel.  We eat it.  The only exception usually is coyotes.  Our area in Indiana has a coyote problem.  And, they are dangerous to your livestock.  So, we DO trap during season.  We don’t eat the meat but we do use the pelts.

BUT THE CHIPMUNKS HAVE GOT TO GO AND I DON’T HAVE ANY CHIPMUNK STEW RECIPES!!!

Sigh.  I hate to say it, but it’s them or me at this point.  Yes, I can be dramatic when the moment calls for it.  And, I feel like this is one of those moments.

I sound like a woman on the edge, right?  But, y’all, I am a woman who is being tormented, taunted and bullied by mammalian rodents that weigh less than a pound each!

Say a prayer for me as I go into battle!  I will leave no man behind . . . and hopefully fewer chipmunks will be left behind!

Peace, Love & NUTS!

Hoosier Barn Chick