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WTMWM? – S2, E6: Awaker
- Welcome to the Whats The Matter With Me? Podcast Season 2, Episode 6: Awaker
- My name is John, I’m 39 years old, husband and father of two, small business owner, radio DJ, podcaster and I have multiple sclerosis (MS), so I made this podcast to share what I’m going through
- The Whats The Matter With Me? Podcast is an MS podcast and it’s also about other things. I’m not a medical professional and you should not take this for medical advice. If you need medical advice, ask your healthcare provider.
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Shoutouts to my Mom
Mom listened to the podcast, and she told me, “I listened to your pod.” Isn’t it funny how parents do that? They get creative with the lingo. She used to say, Intendo instead of Nintendo, and nowadays she does the same thing with text messages. She calls them tweets. “Tweet me,” shje’ll say. Or, “I tweeted you. Didn’t you get my tweet?” Shoutouts to Mom, love you Mom. Email me using the contact form on the site, and I’ll shout you out.
Writhing In Pain, Crunked Up or Crunked Out?, Coaches jackets, living in a hair gel air bubble, making music with my old compadre, accessible instruments, its good to be alive. It’s all in the last episode, check it out.
“AAA!!” John John shouted as I bent over to brush his teeth, pointing frantically. I tried to look where he was pointing, but he moved whenever I turned my head to look. “Papa, you’re drooling,” he said, and laughed. I looked in the mirror, he was right, I had drool on my chin. The way things have been going, it was the least of my problems, but its a phobia I have — to become a vegetable. It’s just fear — my drooling scared John John when I was brushing his teeth, it is what it is. If I can keep my mouth shut and stay focused, I’ll be all right.
Through the fence
My most major fall since the last episode occurred in the backyard while I was gardening. First off, I am unhurt. I fell through the fence when I was trimming the garrya elliptica wavyleaf silktassel bushes. Completely through the fence, I ended up in my neighbor Tim’s yard. The garrya bushes are low-growing and dense, and they were covering my feet. I reached out a hand to steady myself on the fence, it moved and I fell right through it. Nami helped me put it back together. The posts are cracked and rotting, it seems like the next strong wind will bring it down, but then in the morning it’s still standing.
I shot a video for Hoppin Hot Sauce wearing my new coaches jacket that I got screen printed in Oakland. It felt great and I think it might have looked great, fingers crossed. I read the following script:
My name is John Hoppin and I created Hoppin Hot Sauce from chiles, Meyer lemon, garlic and spices.. I’ve worked in food all my life. I put hot sauce on everything, grilled cheese, lunch leftovers. It gives it a certain Tang that I prefer.
I have multiple sclerosis and it makes it difficult to work in the kitchen environment. I didn’t let it stop me from cooking.
I made Hoppin Hot Sauce to share the taste of my table with yours. It’s all natural with no preservatives, and all good stuff inside. For people who want their food to taste the best, nothing beats Hoppin Hot Sauce.
It made me feel powerful to write and deliver those lines. I hope it will turn out, I’ll share it with you when I get it out of editing.
I’m on less sedation and it’s feeling pretty good to be more alert. Maybe ‘alert’ is a stretch. I’m afraid of more pain, that the pain will wake up and rear its ugly head. For the time being, I am relatively awaker.
Live in the present
Live in the present moment.. I had this more-or-less standard revelation listening to music on the way to the farmer’s market. There were a lot of wonderful fruits and vegetables that deserved my attention, and there will be more next week. If I stay focused on the present, not stuck in the past, or woulda-coulda, I think it will help me be happy.