Terri Taray

I am not quite sure why I'm doing this..Probably because I was once told "If I didnt have bad luck I wouldnt have any luck at all"...My life has been this HUGE series of major highs and lows...It started when I found out I had Epilepsy by having a seizure in the shower..I was burned,grafted, and told for the next nearly 12 years by doctor after doctor-they didn't know why or where it came from..all they did is medicate me and I hated it! In 2000, my mom died in my arms waiting for 911 to come...And just when I thought my life couldn't get any worse-a client of mine (for years) wrote the Mayo clinic about me; he came with me to Rochester, and sat with me as -ON MY FIRST visit with my new doctor-he told me I had scar tissue on my brain and they'd remove it and I'd be FINE!!! 3 months later I had brain surgery-BUT, my employer of nearly Eight years-and having HIRED me knowing I had a "dis"-ability-terminated me for taking 13 weeks off to recover.(they only allowed 12!) My saga continues with more shit like this; but I won't bore you-I am a fourty something female, and because of my bizzare and very untrusting life events..I've never had a major relationship..My friends and family all desserted me-or called me retarted..So the walls I have built up are HUGE! But, I was brought up to trust, love and forgive-I just can't forget..I have had such wonderful experiences all through the grace, love, respect and concern for me from my customers and clients over the last ten years-they have saved my life and kept me going-even in the worst of times...I LOVE music, art, horror movies and my dog! I hate technology -mostly because my brain is a bit 'dislexic" since I had a piece of it removed.BUT, I am alive, walking and talking with only one seizure in the last eight years. I never took risks before-now; I'll take almost any dare. I am a nursing assistant and I became one to "Pay it forward" for all that I have been given-mostly through the kindness of near strangers...I am very lonely though and blame my lack of trust in others for it..but, I see my life passing me by as I care for those that have LIVED their lives and are now oh, so alone at the end of theirs..and it just angers me that folks in my field are so cold and uncaring-my parents were both aides and they loved their jobs-they worked at the same hospital nearly 40 years..I've probably had nearly fourty jobs! (not quite-thank god!) I'm hoping this page will expose me to LIFE again, before it's too late to Ej