Re: I thought I finally Had His attention

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The other day i was outside and my dog was huffing out her nose at me

and barking at what ever was around me or on me. It was the most

realistic evidence of my illness i've came in contact as for the

''sneezing and scatchy'' people who are oblivious. I tell you one thing

theres no b.s. When it comes to animals, if your pets run from you or

bark at you theres definitely something wrong. I cant see how so many

dr.'s turn a cold shoulder, lets just forget that how about our loved

ones, its so depressing and sad when the people you need most compassion

and support just push you a side and lable you crazy. I dont have any

support from both sides of the fence medical and family, so reading

this i do know what youre going through and i am sincerely sorry for

your fustration.

Im going on almost 2 years with this and other ailments as well. Its a

little over bearing at times, mentally, physically and financially. I

wish you and others reading a speedy recovery and good health.

On Tue, 9 Dec 2008 3:33 am, littlescreechowl wrote:

> I have a very down to earth husband' there is no Santa, no Easter

> bunnie, and because he can't see them, and they won't bite him- there

> are no such things as mites. Just nutty wives. As I said I truly love

> him with all my heart, if I did'nt the tail light of my car would be

> all that was visable.

> He was watching the TV and spilled a cola on the night stand. Panic

> cleaners and the requisite flurry of de-spilling the area roused one of

> the wonderful little fellows 1/4 inch long, transparent biege,

> resembling a piece of moth wing to we near sighted folk. It got

> spritzed and stood up on one end, a move noted with 'LOOK' from the all

> too well bitten wife. I put my fingertip down close enough to have the

> intrepid moist mite transfer from one surface to its new maybe host.

> After several minites of the mite laying flat on Hubby's hand and

> quickly righting itself to one end, sail up, He informed me it was just

> a dust glob with static elelctricity aiding its acrobatics.

> He made sure he rubbed forefinger and thumb in little mitey circles

> a few times, but the end result was a frustrated retreat of yours

> truly, to avoid more tranquilizers, and admonishments. I feel like

> Hamlet occationally. And just as drama redden. Of to the wonders of

> cedarcide and soap. Blessings All.

>

>

Adam

Rumblers C.C.

www.myspace.com/irishbandido

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Hi Adam,

It is so good to hear from you. I'm sorry things are going better for you.

This is why I've never told one other person, family or otherwise, only the ones here and Tricia of course. (They already think I'm a bit crazy, yikes).

Everytime I think about going to a dr., I have to remember from past experience why I can't and won't.

Lou

From: Adam <deadsled@...>bird mites Sent: Tuesday, December 9, 2008 6:47:22 AMSubject: Re: I thought I finally Had His attention

The other day i was outside and my dog was huffing out her nose at me and barking at what ever was around me or on me. It was the most realistic evidence of my illness i've came in contact as for the ''sneezing and scatchy'' people who are oblivious. I tell you one thing theres no b.s. When it comes to animals, if your pets run from you or bark at you theres definitely something wrong. I cant see how so many dr.'s turn a cold shoulder, lets just forget that how about our loved ones, its so depressing and sad when the people you need most compassion and support just push you a side and lable you crazy. I dont have any support from both sides of the fence medical and family, so reading this i do know what youre going through and i am sincerely sorry for your fustration.Im going on almost 2 years with this and other ailments as well. Its a little over bearing at times, mentally, physically and

financially. I wish you and others reading a speedy recovery and good health.On Tue, 9 Dec 2008 3:33 am, littlescreechowl wrote:> I have a very down to earth husband' there is no Santa, no Easter> bunnie, and because he can't see them, and they won't bite him- there> are no such things as mites. Just nutty wives. As I said I truly love> him with all my heart, if I did'nt the tail light of my car would be> all that was visable.> He was watching the TV and spilled a cola on the night stand. Panic> cleaners and the requisite flurry of de-spilling the area roused one of> the wonderful little fellows 1/4 inch long, transparent biege,> resembling a piece of moth wing to we near sighted folk. It got> spritzed and stood up on one end, a move noted with 'LOOK' from the all> too well bitten wife. I put my fingertip down close enough to have the> intrepid moist mite

transfer from one surface to its new maybe host.> After several minites of the mite laying flat on Hubby's hand and> quickly righting itself to one end, sail up, He informed me it was just> a dust glob with static elelctricity aiding its acrobatics.> He made sure he rubbed forefinger and thumb in little mitey circles> a few times, but the end result was a frustrated retreat of yours> truly, to avoid more tranquilizers, and admonishments. I feel like> Hamlet occationally. And just as drama redden. Of to the wonders of> cedarcide and soap. Blessings All.>> Adam Rumblers C.C.www.myspace. com/irishbandido

[Guest guest]

So good you're back, Adam - missed you! How are you & Grandpa & his

parrot doing?

Agree with you about the truthfulness of animals - some of my

favorite people. Our two dogs who are normally kissy & cuddley both

gave me a wide berth during this time. The youngest wouldn't come

within 3' of me, even for her special nightly chew stick! They

started hanging out in the bedroom early on as soon as I left it for

my spot in the kitchen. Though they'd check up on me often during the

day, always kept their distance.

The last few weeks they've been crowding me again. Even jumping up on

my little day/sleep couch for loving & napping here on the couch or

at my feet. The oldest has been spending the night with me this week.

Didn't make the connection till you mentioned it - thank you! I'll

take their behavior as another sign of clearing of my body. The

puppies know what's up.

All I want for Christmas (having my two front teeth) is the buggers

gone...so we can all hug Merry Christmas!

Stay close & we'll all figure out how to triumph over this.

Best wishes, Sue

I have a very down to earth husband' there is no Santa, no Easter

bunnie, and because he can't see them, and they won't bite him- there

are no such things as mites. Just nutty wives. As I said I truly love

him with all my heart, if I did'nt the tail light of my car would be

all that was visable.

He was watching the TV and spilled a cola on the night stand. Panic

cleaners and the requisite flurry of de-spilling the area roused one

of the wonderful little fellows 1/4 inch long, transparent biege,

resembling a piece of moth wing to we near sighted folk. It got

spritzed and stood up on one end, a move noted with 'LOOK' from the

all too well bitten wife. I put my fingertip down close enough to

have the intrepid moist mite transfer from one surface to its new

maybe host.

After several minites of the mite laying flat on Hubby's hand and

quickly righting itself to one end, sail up, He informed me it was

just a dust glob with static elelctricity aiding its acrobatics.

He made sure he rubbed forefinger and thumb in little mitey circles

a few times, but the end result was a frustrated retreat of yours

truly, to avoid more tranquilizers, and admonishments. I feel like

Hamlet occationally. And just as drama redden. Of to the wonders of

cedarcide and soap. Blessings All.

[Guest guest]

I don't know what your critter was but it was definitely not a mite if it was that large. The mites we had were no bigger than the period at the end of this sentence and I had to use a strong magnifying glass to even see them good. I'm sure you do have mites also and pray you can deal with them in time. I know it is hard to have something and your loved one will not believe you. I did not have them myself but I did believe Neal when he finally told me something was biting him he could'nt see. The first time we managed to find one he felt it crawling on his neck and stuck a piece of masking tape there and caught it. I took that one to dermatologist our second visit. If you can, try rolling a real sticky tape on your bed as soon as you get out of it. They go into hiding as soon as you leave area. Good luck.

Joan

I thought I finally Had His attention

I have a very down to earth husband' there is no Santa, no Easter bunnie, and because he can't see them, and they won't bite him- there are no such things as mites. Just nutty wives. As I said I truly love him with all my heart, if I did'nt the tail light of my car would be all that was visable.He was watching the TV and spilled a cola on the night stand. Panic cleaners and the requisite flurry of de-spilling the area roused one of the wonderful little fellows 1/4 inch long, transparent biege, resembling a piece of moth wing to we near sighted folk. It got spritzed and stood up on one end, a move noted with 'LOOK' from the all too well bitten wife. I put my fingertip down close enough to have the intrepid moist mite transfer from one surface to its new maybe host. After several minites of the mite laying flat on Hubby's hand and quickly righting itself to one end, sail up, He informed me it was just a dust glob with static elelctricity aiding its acrobatics. He made sure he rubbed forefinger and thumb in little mitey circles a few times, but the end result was a frustrated retreat of yours truly, to avoid more tranquilizers, and admonishments. I feel like Hamlet occationally. And just as drama redden. Of to the wonders of cedarcide and soap. Blessings All.

[Guest guest]

A year ago when this was in full swing Miss Kitty wouldn't even come

in the house! She wanted to so badly but she'd step in, take a few

steps, look around carefully, then " high-tail it " right out again.

She no longer seems disturbed by anything and comes in with no

problem. They can see MUCH better than we can!

Bessie

>

> I have a very down to earth husband' there is no Santa, no Easter

> bunnie, and because he can't see them, and they won't bite him-

there

> are no such things as mites. Just nutty wives. As I said I truly

love

> him with all my heart, if I did'nt the tail light of my car would be

> all that was visable.

> He was watching the TV and spilled a cola on the night stand. Panic

> cleaners and the requisite flurry of de-spilling the area roused

one

> of the wonderful little fellows 1/4 inch long, transparent biege,

> resembling a piece of moth wing to we near sighted folk. It got

> spritzed and stood up on one end, a move noted with 'LOOK' from the

> all too well bitten wife. I put my fingertip down close enough to

> have the intrepid moist mite transfer from one surface to its new

> maybe host.

> After several minites of the mite laying flat on Hubby's hand and

> quickly righting itself to one end, sail up, He informed me it was

> just a dust glob with static elelctricity aiding its acrobatics.

> He made sure he rubbed forefinger and thumb in little mitey circles

> a few times, but the end result was a frustrated retreat of yours

> truly, to avoid more tranquilizers, and admonishments. I feel like

> Hamlet occationally. And just as drama redden. Of to the wonders of

> cedarcide and soap. Blessings All.

>

[Guest guest]

That's a good suggestion about the bed. I haven't done that in a long

time. I usually just look for the pinprick bloody spots. Critters

would be a better haul.

Also, when our heater was changed out, I suddenly had a ton of fuzzy

gray balls up to 3/8 " and that bit the hell out of me. At the time I

didn't know what was (already) going on with me with other stuff incl

bird mites, or I might have realized that (duh, since they looked

like dust and came from my ventilation system) they MITE be DUST

MITES.

Whatever kind of critter they were, I haven't seen one in a while

since I cleaned them up with Clorox. Those rascals were NASTY. My

point, though, is that if they were dust mites, then at least that

species gets much larger than a pinpoint.

Also, the white wormy, tubular things with legs that I have are

sometimes a quarter of an inch long and rubbery.

KJ

>

> I don't know what your critter was but it was definitely not a mite

if it was that large. The mites we had were no bigger than the

period at the end of this sentence and I had to use a strong

magnifying glass to even see them good. I'm sure you do have mites

also and pray you can deal with them in time. I know it is hard to

have something and your loved one will not believe you. I did not

have them myself but I did believe Neal when he finally told me

something was biting him he could'nt see. The first time we managed

to find one he felt it crawling on his neck and stuck a piece of

masking tape there and caught it. I took that one to dermatologist

our second visit. If you can, try rolling a real sticky tape on your

bed as soon as you get out of it. They go into hiding as soon as you

leave area. Good luck.

> Joan

>

> I thought I finally Had His attention

>

>

> I have a very down to earth husband' there is no Santa, no Easter

> bunnie, and because he can't see them, and they won't bite him-

there

> are no such things as mites. Just nutty wives. As I said I truly

love

> him with all my heart, if I did'nt the tail light of my car would

be

> all that was visable.

> He was watching the TV and spilled a cola on the night stand.

Panic

> cleaners and the requisite flurry of de-spilling the area roused

one of

> the wonderful little fellows 1/4 inch long, transparent biege,

> resembling a piece of moth wing to we near sighted folk. It got

> spritzed and stood up on one end, a move noted with 'LOOK' from

the all

> too well bitten wife. I put my fingertip down close enough to

have the

> intrepid moist mite transfer from one surface to its new maybe

host.

> After several minites of the mite laying flat on Hubby's hand and

> quickly righting itself to one end, sail up, He informed me it

was just

> a dust glob with static elelctricity aiding its acrobatics.

> He made sure he rubbed forefinger and thumb in little mitey

circles

> a few times, but the end result was a frustrated retreat of yours

> truly, to avoid more tranquilizers, and admonishments. I feel

like

> Hamlet occationally. And just as drama redden. Of to the wonders

of

> cedarcide and soap. Blessings All.

>