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Friendships pt. 2

“Adult friendships are hard. Everyone is busy and life happens. I’ve learned you gotta text people when you’re thinking of them. A simple ‘Thinking of you, hope all is well’ really goes a long way.”
-Rob Lowe

After Highschool most noteworthy:

Kelly: My GFFAE – girlfriend for ever and ever! Have you ever had someone in your life who was kind of your air, you needed them in order to actually breathe? That was Kelly. We actually met back in early elementary school when our brothers were in boy scouts together, like with Lauren [02. Dad & 11. Childhood Friends+]. We were friends but were never really good friends until after graduating. She came to my grad party – yes, I still had a party for my GED [06. High School/Diagnosis]- and we just kind of became inseparable from that point forward. Kelly is more than just a friend, she is like an extension of myself. A soulmate on a different plane of friendship. I don’t know how else to explain it, honestly. She just gets me. Kind of like how Marion is my [10. Twin Flame], Kelly is just a part of me. We both had other friends but her friends quickly became my friends as we were all basically together 24/7 for like 2 years. Kelly’s house became another home in a way, I came and went whenever. I’m honestly having trouble putting into words what our friendship was(is?). Bottom line, we were/are family! Update: Life, life happened. We don’t talk often these days however when we do, it’s as though >nothing< ever changed and no time has passed at all. Same for when she sees my mom, or I her’s. We’re just connected.

My mom comes up with nicknames for everyone, and I mean -every- one of my friends, as well as myself. I am Jeniqua and Kelly is Keliqua. I’ve mentioned that Lauren is Lori Lou, Marion is Mary Kathrynn, and Jessie was Jiz, not realizing what she was saying at first but it just became a running joke… ::facepalm:: And of course Igor became Ivan from one of Mom’s favorite vocalists, Ivan Rebroff. I always thought it was because they’re both Russian, but I just learned while looking up how to spell his name that Ivan Rebroff was actually German!?? ::mindblown::

—–Funny random fact I just thought about- I call Kellan (my youngest) “Bello” or “kB” which came from Kelly-Belly [thanks, Mom], which is originally from Kellan-Bellan turned Bello. Kelly is also KB, which I guess makes her the OGKB. With that said, I now declare her *OGKBGFFAE* bahaha. Nothing to see here, moving on—-

Hannah: Hannah and I met via the online support group through Dysautonomia Youth Network of America. While at the Mayo Clinic Dr. Fischer introduced me to this website where I could connect with other kids/teens with Dysautonomia [06. HS/Diagnosis]. Fastforward 3.5 years later and viola – Hannah appears! Hannah is almost 3 years younger than me, but I look up to her – figuratively AND literally. My poor kids get their stature from their Mama. Ha, ha. Hannah has always been so mature and wise beyond her years that everyone forgets she’s as young as she is (or was? I’ve known her since she had just turned 18). Having Dysautonomia herself, she gets what it’s like to need to cancel last minute without ever holding a grudge. She gets what it’s like when you can’t do anything but sit on the couch while you visit. While she may not be a mother herself, she gets what it’s like to need a break. After Leighton (my oldest) was born, she came over regularly (I almost think it was weekly for a while at first?) to help me out and continued visiting regularly until she took a nursing job at OSU a couple years later. Her friendship is loyal, pure and unconditional; as is her love for my children and the special bond she has with Leighton! Update: Stupid pandemic! Being a nurse in basically a step down ICU during a pandemic changes everything. ::cries:: Don’t get me wrong, she is still very much a part of my life even if we don’t talk as often as we once did. She’s tired. I’m tired. She has her own health to care for and I have mine. Things may not be what they once were but they’ll always be!! I know that no matter what, she’d drop everything to do everything in her power to be there for me if I needed her. Like I said, loyal and unconditional! She was the first person I ever met who also has Dysautonomia (I was going to make an inappropriate joke about being the first, but… I’ll pass by it.) Her friendship has meant more to me than I could possibly explain because she just, [gets it]…

Ashleigh: Ashleigh and I met while I was working towards becoming a CMA,AAMA [12. Life Detour]. Spending hours in labs together we quickly became friends, and I honestly don’t know how I would have finished school without her!! She looked out for me and made sure my health was a priority in clinicals. She was my person as I finished college and sitting next to her during commencements (being my one and only time in a cap and gown) will >always< hold a special place in my heart!!! She’s your firecracker, stereotypical “redheaded” woman and I’d never want her any other way! Between her vocabulary and voice decibel it became a running joke at how often she’d apologize to Igor. Ha, ha. It was so important to her that I stand up in her wedding, knowing very well there was a chance I may not make it, due to her wedding date being a week after Leighton was due. She planned for both scenarios, as if wedding planning wasn’t hard enough? But she’s the kind of person that has to keep busy, always on the go. Which is an ironic way of describing her as she was a flight attendant at the time and her husband is a pilot. It was so difficult trying to figure out a dress for her wedding not knowing where I’d be size wise from the pregnancy. I bought my dress around 30ish weeks thinking that would make sense for being newly postpartum. Yeah, about that… with Leighton coming early, my mother in law had to take the dress in -8 inches- last minute. So, that was fun. Update: Life got difficult with her hubby being a pilot and having 2 kids under 2. For a while she tried making a point to drive out once a month but it just got to be too much. And my not being able to drive didn’t help any. We just kind of stopped talking but it was never on bad terms. Living over 45 mins away from one another and the stage of life we were in, it’s definitely sad but [life just happens]. It’s been a few years since we’ve seen one another but we keep in touch through social media.

Jenna & Matt: My Twinnie and SLSBSubby (secret lover, snuggle buddy, substitute hubby) <- yes, [obviously] they’re inside jokes + Igor is also Jenna’s Subby. Though, Matt is a pretty good snuggle buddy, even if my “legs are weird”. ::sideeyes:: For reference, Matt and Jenna are both 5’11” – I’m barely 5’2″ (yup; I’m only in my mid-thirties and I’ve already started shrinking… ::arggg::) Matt and Jenna have been together since ’04, so being used to snuggling someone her size for so many years, snuggling someone my size would be different, or “weird” according to him. Jenna and I also met in a P.O.T.S. group like Hannah and I, only it was via Facebook. It’s only been a little over 8 years but it’s like we’ve known them our whole lives! Jenna (aka Double N or 2-N Jenna) is the peanut butter to my chocolate, making the perfect Reese’s cup! Okay that was cheezy as hell but I don’t know how else to say it, haha. She’s pb&j with her bestie, and well we both love all things peanut butter and Reese’s soo it works, okay?! I could and probably should make them a seperate post as there is so much to say, but here we go…. Jenna and I are Twinnies because we are freakishly similar when it comes to our likes and things from our past, down to the SAME EXACT wedding dress!!! What? Like, how?

Here’s a short list of where we’re parallel: Favorite shape: stars, favorite animal: pigs (we also both have piggy collections), favorite color: pink (though as I’m getting older I’m leaning more towards purple but pink is still right there!). Halloween, Practical Magic and Jamie Fraser [IYKYK]; hobbies include: reading, puzzles, diamond painting and (the -same-) T.V. shows. We both were 3rd-Keys (basically part time assistant managers) at Claire’s when we were younger and cheerleaders in high school. We both have Dysautonomia/P.O.T.S./EDS and see the [same] cardiologist in a whole different state! I was going to school for forensic science and she was going to be a defense lawyer (<- yes those are very different but you need forensics in the courtroom). Our husbands are both PC gamers (both playing World of Warcraft at the time we met; we even hooked them up playing together before we actually met in person) and are they’re both weird anti-vegetable creatures. Neither of us could survive without pizza, peanut butter or ice cream. We both have a thing for old/antique keys (so much so that we got matching tattoos to represent our POTS, but it’s also an old key with a star, obviously). We both were recovering from “heartbreak” over our best friends <ghosting> us [10. Twin Flame] right around the same time. She’s a writer and I’m a blogger. Neither of us are able to drive regularly or hold a {real} job due to our health. And I repeat: SAME wedding dress!!

So I guess when I said it was like we’ve known them our whole lives, we basically have given our likes and dislikes. The above is quite literally just a >short< list and it doesn’t even touch on Matt & Igor’s similarities besides their love for PC games and disdain for veggies!! Matt is without a doubt the funniest person I know, without even trying. He is so quick with his comebacks or random statements or whatever – I don’t think anyone has made Igor or I cry as much from laughing, than just being around/talking to Matt. Where as Jenna is by far the most mentally strongest person I know, as well as the most thoughtful or generous person I’ve ever met… unless you piss her off!! Like, really truly get on her bad side. Which isn’t necessarily easy to do, even though she’s definitely the Queen of Swords and can be a straight up bitch when needed. <- a title she wears proudly, haha. She truly doesn’t care what others think and is always authentically herself. She has a heart of gold and goes way above and beyond for those she loves!! I can’t even count the number of times her generosity has left me in tears of gratitude since she’s come into my life.

That first year we met, we were basically inseparable – saw each other every to every other weekend and occasionally during the week. They were instantly our best friends. In fact, Matt was the first person Igor felt an authentic friendship with, someone to actually call his best friend. They talked daily whether it was via texting, Matt calling while he waited for his truck to be loaded or unloaded for work, or online gaming. And obvi, Jenna and I did, too!! Problem is: their other friends were starting to get upset and they felt bad letting them down, while also feeling bad for letting us down, as we had become so used to seeing one another so often. Admittedly it got a little awkward because they both started backing away without saying anything. [::Cue low self-esteem trigger: walls up and locked::]

I knew this friendship meant something more to all of us, so I pulled up my big girl pants and confronted Jenna outright. That’s how I learned the above ^… after talking things weren’t as awkward but it wasn’t like year one. Though, just like every new relationship – things slow down as time goes on, right? Prior to Covid we made a point to have monthly game nights on top of whenever else we’d get together. In the 8+ years we’ve known each other we’ve spent 4 NYEs together. They are our travel buddies from annual camping trips [Tent City >evolved<], to Canadian food festivals and ghost haunts at old prisons. We have SO many trips in mind and I look forward to each and every one!! They love our children as their own nephews and the boys obsess over them (particularly Uncle Matt because, well, video games, ::duh::). Matt came over while Jenna and I were out of town last fall to watch one of Kb’s baseball games [on the sidelines -alone- since Igor was coaching and Leighton was batboy]. He even then picked up pizza and they had a “boys night”. We may not all talk or see each other as often as year one but they’re still without question some of our best friends!! Scratch that, they’re [Family!]!!

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12. Life Detour

“Life is a journey with almost limitless detours.”
― Ken Poirot

As you know, I got my GED. However, I just so happened to receive it before I turned 18 and before my class actually graduated, allowing me to get a head start at college. Taking the GED reminded me of every other “standardized test” I’d ever taken. I was both extremely nervous but also oddly calm. The test itself was relatively easy and I actually scored between the 90th-99th percentile in every area. I was shocked and found humor in the fact that I had struggled for so long, for… this? I guess the schools were [right] in that my IQ was “too high” and I mastered finding a way to “over compensate” for my struggles. ::hard, hard eye roll:: – {maybe even a middle finger or two…}

I started at the local community college because it was >free< via my FAFSA and Federal Student Aid eligibility. I grew up watching Matlock, Murder She Wrote and all Law & Orders with Auntie (along with many other classics) that I loved the idea of being a detective, buuuuut I could never see myself as an actual cop. I may have loved the idea but it was never actually a dream. Becoming a pediatric nurse had been my dream since I was about 12 and really started getting sick. There was this one particular nurse at my pediatrician’s office that helped make my visits less daunting. Her compassion, smile, kindness… She was everything I wanted to be for a sick child one day!

Oh, hello water works – didn’t expect to see you here!

As time went on and I got further into school, I really started wondering if I wanted to be either a surgeon or maybe even a medical examiner. There is this book series called, Stalking Jack the Ripper by Kerri Maniscalo that couldn’t be more perfect for me! It’s about this young lady, Audrey Rose Wadsworth, who is essentially a forensic scientist and medical examiner during a time it was absolutely not an acceptable job for a woman, as it’s set in the late 1880’s. The first book in the series was my lucky number 22 for that 10 book reading challenge I kicked ass at [07. Ode to my Mentors]. How appropriate that my now favorite book (series) was the last book in what I consider to be my greatest achievement to date?! Not only that, 22 actually is my favorite and lucky number making it that much more meaningful! <3 Talk about synchronicity!

I may have questioned being a surgeon or an ME but that would require a lot of work, health, dependability, stability and confidence. Things I couldn’t provide. I just didn’t have it in me to try pursuing something that may only lead to major heartbreak, again. Little did I know that life is just filled with heartbreak after heartbreak; you’d think I would have learned that by then… doh.

The wait list for nursing school was so long that I took many random electives to expand my knowledge since I loved learning. I have always been a puzzle girl so discovering forensic science quickly became a new passion and goes right along with the idea of an ME or a detective – figuring out the missing link to a puzzle. It only took one criminalistics lab class and I was hooked! I was still at the community college but got everything set up for transferring to Madonna University to major in Forensic Science and minor in Genetics. I chose Madonna because they are (or were? This was over 12 years ago so idk what’s what nowadays.) the only college in Michigan that had an actual major for Bachelor of Science in Forensic Science. Every other college requires a chemistry major with a forensic minor and that was just not going to work for me…

I like chemistry, don’t get me wrong, but it’s definitely not something I’d like to major in. Ironically there is so much emotion when chemistry comes to mind at this point that it’s kind of a rollercoaster. Before I get to the main culprit for the emotions I have to share some pride, first. I have two incredibly gifted children, the oldest being ALL things science. He decided when he was 7 that he wanted to be a rocket engineer and help put man on Mars. We’re a few years into this and it’s still his dream! However, before that while he was 6 and in the first grade, he started memorizing the periodic table and learning everything he could about all of the elements. When I say he is all things science, I mean it. The kid was the element Oxygen for halloween in second grade… he may be difficult at times but boy do I love him!

Okay, breathe… the culprit for the rollercoaster is that on September 21, 2009 I was in a very serious car accident… on my way to a chemistry class. It was the day we were getting our first exam results back, and to this day I have no idea what I scored. I was turning left getting off the expressway when someone ran a red light at full speed and t-boned my driver’s side door. You know how in movies or shows when there’s an accident everything slows down? When you can see everything happening but there’s nothing you can do for what feels like minutes, when in reality it’s literally mer seconds? Yeah, whoever writes those scenes has clearly, unfortunately, experienced a major accident because that’s legit how it went down. At the last moment I tried turning to the right so the impact wasn’t as bad. The car was totalled and with the extent of my injuries, I don’t even want to fathom how much worse it would have been! When everything slowed down and I knew it was happening, I remember just letting go and letting it happen. I apparently opened the door and yelled a few choice words but didn’t get out of my car. I couldn’t. I apparently was able to call Igor at work and tell him but I only vaguely remember it. I also know I called one of my parents, not sure who, but I remember some older gentleman staying with me talking on my phone as I was trying to describe my health issues. Or maybe he called them? No idea. Then everything went black until I awoke in the ambulance to the EMT cutting my jeans. This is totally trivial and vain but those were my favorite jeans, dammit! They were like the sisterhood of the traveling pants, except the sisterhood was the traveling weight I yo-yoed!

I don’t remember much after waking up during transport but I do know that Igor was Speed Racer and made it from work in Brighton to the hospital before I even arrived. For reference, that’s easily a half hour drive and I was only one mile from the hospital. My mom was scheduled for neck surgery the next day and I remember us both crying because we couldn’t be there for one another. I had gotten a concussion but was never told about it, I found out years later after the lawsuit was finalized and I got all the paperwork from my lawyer! With EDS [06. H.S/ Diagnosis] my left shoulder completely rotated and due to swelling the initial CT scan and MRIs didn’t show it, but I had suffered a spinal injury. We knew something was wrong because I couldn’t feel from the waist down, but I still had some movement. I was stable enough to head home, without answers, after 5 days and barely any memory from the time of the accident through my time in the hospital. I started physical therapy 3 times a week for my shoulder and learning to walk safely without feeling. During the next 3 months sensation slowly started creeping up my left leg and then eventually my right foot on up. However, my right side has never gained 100% full feeling back. After those 3 months I had graduated from PT and roughly 3 months after that I was back getting new MRIs and reaching out to spinal/ neurosurgeons.

During those first 3 months of uncertainty I had to put my forensic plans on hold, leaving me at a complete loss of what to do next. Igor had suggested possibly looking into a quick certification that would allow me to do school remotely while I healed, while also allowing me to work eventually as I continued pursuing my degree in forensics. You see, Igor and I had just gotten engaged ONE month prior to the accident and our engagement timeline was in accordance to my finishing my degree. While unmarried, I qualified for most of my tuition being covered but once we got married that qualification would be kicked to the curb. This accident turned my life plans upside down, breaking my heart, yet again. Being that becoming a nurse most of my life had been my dream, I went the medical assisting route and became a Certified Medical Assistant under the gold standard accreditation of the American Association of Medical Assistants.