You are not a burden…

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I’m sorry I’ve been absent for the last few months. A lot happened and I’ve been trying to process and deal. My gastroparesis has become a complete nightmare. On top of that I had to move unexpectedly. All this caused some major emotional distress and resulted in a depression/anxiety flare from hell. Lots of therapy sessions, crying and talking it out has gotten me back to a good place.

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In March my gastro team decided a feeding tube was necessary. I wasn’t getting the nutrients i needed, and was becoming malnourished. I was barely eating anything. I couldn’t tolerate solid foods, nor liquids. I was averaging maybe 1000 calories a WEEK!!! This wasn’t good, not at all. My gastro team had suggested a J-Tube in November 2018, if things worsened. I wasn’t ready for that. I was scared. However, I knew I needed help, I needed something to help me get the nutrients my body so desperately needed. So, it was decided March 11th, I’d get my J-Tube. I was going to travel to my gastro team in Tampa. I discussed it with my dad, and made the plans. We talked Thursday, I explained to my dad how my levels were dropping, and I was becoming malnourished. He said he didn’t like the idea of a feeding tube and it wasn’t able to him until I was 105lbs. What, 105lbs, i’d be dead or nearly dead at that weight. However, he said he’d help and watch my son for the two days for me…

Unfortunately things changed drastically that weekend. Things changes as such that I had to move unexpectedly and within that week. I  called my best friend Emily on the way home. She came and talked to me, leant me her shoulder. I had days to move. I needed to coordinate packing and moving in just a few days. I can’t lift furniture, I can’t over do it.. Yet I had no choice. My friends Chelsea, Emily and Aly rallied around me that weekend. Chelsea spent two days with me, just days after she had surgery. She was there, helping me pack. Sorting through everything. By Sunday, I had a lot done. We had help to move my furniture into storage. I moved as much as I possibly could into storage. I called my mom, we coordinated my move there.

Through all this I had to cancel my surgery, no J-tube for me. I had no time, I needed to move and get things settled here at my Mom’s.  The emotional toll was heavy. This sent me into a flare, this made me feel unworthy, a burden. This made me feel so low and unloved. This affected my relationship with many people. If my dad could turn his back on me, who else could??? Sadly this affected my relationship, and still is to this day. I’ve been doing therapy weekly, working through my emotions, feelings and everything.

While settling at my mom’s my gastroparesis just wasn’t cooperating. I couldn’t tolerate much of anything. It was bad. My mom saw first hand how I was suffering. I was scared, I was so so so hungry but eating caused such horrible pain, bloating and nausea. I couldn’t handle it every time I ate. I was so tired of feeling sick. Finally I caved. I called my gastro, I explained how things were. Bloodwork showed I was deficient in a lot, I was becoming malnourished. My weight started dropping. I was so weak and tired. My mom’s support meant the world to me. We finally rescheduled my J-tube placement for April 11th. We showed up that day, prepared for surgery. Finally i’d be getting the nutrition I needed. Oh how wrong we were. Sadly my surgery failed. They couldn’t place my tube. My doctor said it was like someone glued my intestines together. What he didn’t know was that I had stage 4 endometriosis years ago. I had it on my bowels. I had so many surgeries to deal with my endo. I cried, I was so confused. I felt so defeated. This failure led to my needing a surgical team to place it. My gastro was able to get me into the surgeon within days.

I met with the surgeon. I wasn’t prepared for that appt. He feels my entire GI system is failing. I’m having swallowing issues, and issues with my bowels. He’s concerned if my system is failing, what do we do?? He said my nerve damage/EDS/Dysautonomia has caused this massive storm within my GI system. I couldn’t even process it. We discussed feeding tubes, possible colostomy.. How, how could this be my life now?? It’s not fair. From that appointment, within one week we had rescheduled my GJ placement. April 25th… what a lot to process from that appointment. Feelings of being a burden popped back up, feeling abandoned. Just so many emotions to process. When we arrived to the hospital, i started getting nervous. Was I making the right decision? Do I really need this? I cried, my mom reassured me I was doing the right thing..We finally got my GJ placed, and sadly within a week, the ER broke it. This resulted in a 4.5 day admission to the hospital. It was ridiculous. The good though, getting the nutrients I need, finally was an amazing feeling. To use my tube, to realize this tube literally saved my life. It’s eye opening just how bad things were. Another few weeks and where would I have been?

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Through all this, I missed the comfort and support of my dad. He had no idea I was going through all this. I felt like a burden. All this, the lack of support, it takes a toll on you, both emotionally and physically. Not having the support you once had, it’s heartbreaking. It leaves you reeling, trying to figure out what YOU did wrong. I realized, this wasn’t on me. I did nothing wrong except try to let my parents know what was going on. I just wanted their support, compassion and understanding.

 

One thing that remained constant, my mom’s unending support and love. She rallied behind me, went to my appointments with me, we asked my team questions and made the best decisions for me. She’s been with me for every surgery, major diagnosis and through this entire journey. Her being a nurse has helped immensely. She’s helped me navigate this crazy stressful world of healthcare. She’s held me as I cried. Reassured me i’m still me, still loved and still beautiful. Each time I cried after surgery, she was there holding me, hugging me, lending me her strength and love. Having her in my corner has really helped me through this. She’s always been unwavering in her support of me when it comes to my medical care. Her here, holding my hand as I was prepped for surgery, then told it failed, was a godsend. Really, there’s nothing like the unconditional love of Mom. I’m thankful everyday she opened her home up to us, and has rallied around my son and I through this. I know with her, and my close friends in my corner, I can get through this. Je T’aime Maman.

 

I cried for days after my tube was placed. Every time I saw it I cried. Would I still be attractive? Am I still loved? Why? Why is this my life. I cried so much, I got so depressed. I decided to order a new bathing suit. Looking at myself, my body with this tube. Realizing this is my life. This is what is essentially helping keeping me alive. I’ve been through hell with my body. I’ve been through countless surgeries. Countless scars, 2 medical devices in my chest. Now I have one in my stomach.. This, this is alot to process. But you know what?? I’ve learned just how strong I am. I’ve learned i’m still me, I’m still a fighter. My scars tell a story, my body shows my journey. My fight for life. My fight and will to not let this illness destroy who I am. I’ve decided to embrace my tube, to live, to truly live.

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Me, with my GJ Tube.

 

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This is the new me. The me that has to be tube fed due to gastroparesis, and intestinal dysmotility. It seems my entire GI system is malfunctioning. My Ehlers Danlos and Dysautonomia are wreaking havoc on my body. My levels were dangerously low, and I was malnourished. my weight was dropping rapidly. I fought hard to not get the GJ tube, unfortunately I had to make the best decision for myself and my health. I’ve struggled emotionally with this. I cried for two days every time I looked in the mirror. I struggled with the insecurities of this. This hasn’t been easy for me. I’ve lost friends, I’ve had family turn their back on me. I fight, I stand tall. The new me will rock this, I won’t be ashamed of it, for it doesn’t change me. It allows me to live. To get the nutrients my body so desperately needs. Without this, I’d be starving to death. And that isn’t an option. I look at myself and realize how strong I am. How hard I fight to never give up. This is Ehlers Danlos, this is Gastroparesis. Gastroparesis is a horrible disease, but i refuse to give up. My feeding tube saved my life. I’m going to embrace it.

I’m unstoppable. Most importantly, i’m NOT a burden. I’m not an inconvenience. I’m hoping to go back to school. Get my degree in Interior Design. I want to specialize in Handicap Accessible homes/businesses. All inclusive. I dream of having my own firm. I’ll get there. Some day. I’l do it, for i’m not giving up. I’m just getting started.. This phoenix will continue to rise from the ashes. My darlings, I want you to rise too. I want you to believe in yourself. Go after your dreams.  Don’t give those up!!!

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From a child’s eyes…

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Hope you all are well!! I’ve been busy with summer break and had a few health issues. Hopefully we’re heading into right direction now!

This post I wanted to do something different. My son is super excited to be a part of this!  He has such a heart of gold. He’s so compassionate, understanding and just amazing. He is a big help. When we go out to eat, he asks the waiter about peanut oil, and such due to my severe peanut allergy. He makes sure it’s safe. He’s my little big helper. I see he gets upset sometimes when I can’t do things other moms can. I can’t walk through Disney, or go play soccer with him. I can’t go sit at the beach all day due to my heat intolerance.

As much as I know he’s a happy child, I really wanted to know his view on all this. How he sees it. So I sat him down and did an interview with him. He’s super excited to be apart of this. He’s also wanting to record a video, which we will be doing today or tomorrow and uploading. Without further ado, here’s his answers.. Here’s what it’s like from a child’s eyes..

From a child’s view..

1) When I first got sick, and had to adjust to doing things, how did you feel about that? I got sad, because you couldn’t do fun stuff with me anymore.

2) Have you often felt overwhelmed? If so, how do you deal with it? Sometimes. 

3) Do you ever feel angry? If so, why? Yes, Because you’re always tired, we can’t ride bikes or play soccer.

4) What is the hardest thing you’ve had to face in having a mom that is chronically ill? That you’re always tired. That we can’t go to Disney or the beach. That you can’t walk around fun places. Even if you use a wheelchair, I don’t care, I just want to go to fun places with you.

5) Do you prefer when I shield you from the bad days? Or do you want the truth of how things areSometimes I would prefer you to lie about the bad days, sometimes be honest. If you could give parents and kids new to this any advice, what would it be? For kids, Journal your feelings. Be honest about how you feel. Adjust to doing things at home. We play board games on bad days, we read together, watch. movies. We do what we can together.

For Parents: Your child will get angry, but understand their feelings, and talk them through it. Find things to do at home together that’s low energy. Make memories together. You don’t have to go somewhere to make good memeories.

6) If you could tell me anything about how you’ve seen me struggle with my body, what would it be?? You’re a good mom, you do everything you can for me. You make sure i’m happy. And You need to use your walker more, dad says so too.

7) Do you know how much I love you? Yes, I do.

 

Well, that was enlightening. He’s wise beyond his years. He’s honest, and understanding. We trying to hide things from our kids, to protect them, but maybe that’s leading to more anger, more resentment. We should open a dialogue with them about it. Explain what we can and can’t do. Most importantly, make memories together. He’s right, you don’t have to go places to make memories with them. We do movie days/nights. We play silly games on the iPad. We play board games. We find ways to create those memories that we will both cherish.

I know our health can take a lot from us, but it’s not just us that it’s affecting. Often times we push our bodies to exhaustion, pain and till we simply fall. We need to stop doing that. That does more harm than good. We need to listen to our bodies, we need to adjust what we do to be within our limitations. We need to adjust and adapt to what we do to have spoons to make these precious memories with our kids. I know it’s not easy, I know there will be trial and tribulations. There will also be laughter and joy. Our kids don’t need expensive things, or expensive trips. They need us, they need our attention, and time. Simple things can make great memories.

 

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Summertime..

Hello all. I’m sorry I haven’t written in a while. Things got busy and stressful. So much has happened in the last two months. The heat here is making things extremely difficult for me. I’m trying to stay cool, just not always easy!

My son graduated VPK!!!  I’m such a proud mommy! I’m not going to pretend that I didn’t tear up, because I did! It was such a special moment in my life. I rested for days, just so I could go. We had some rough moments during, but I made it through. He smiled so big when he saw me! He’s my biggest joy in life.

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After school was out, we decided to spend some time with my mom in Tennessee. My mom drove the entire way in one day, 12 hours. It was so hard on me, and I ended up sleeping for nearly 2 days after to recover. It’s quiet and peaceful at my Mom’s. During that time we had an appointment with my Electrophysiologist in Virginia. I was diagnosed with POTS, and told that my HR is still out of control, and the my Atrial Tachycardia episodes are becoming more frequent. Yay! Though he did decide to start me on IV saline therapy to help.  After that we returned to my mom’s in Tennesse, to relax and just spend time together.  I ended up having to go to the doctor there for an emergency. My jaw had popped out of place, and the tendon was swollen and causing pain. The doctor expressed his concern over my TMJ, the severity of it. So I have to add another doctor to the ever growing team of doctors I see.

When we finally got back to Florida, I had a follow up with my neurologist. Yes, I went back to Cleveland Clinic. She agreed to do the infusions, and put the orders right in, even decided i’d get a picc line placed. Again.. Yay me… Not too long after that appointment I had to see my gastro. We had to change all my meds, and diet, again. My GERD is still uncontrolled, and i’m still getting sick when I eat. I’ve started the new medicine, but haven’t noticed any change. 😦 We are concerned I will have to eventually get TPN. I’m hoping to avoid that.

Finally the day came to get my picc line. Nervous doesn’t even begin to describe how I felt. I was terrified. I cried, was angry, and then resigned. I decided it’s just another thing i’ll have to adjust to in battling this illness. As long as I fight it, i’ll never give up.  The nurse that did the picc line was great. She really put me at ease with explaining everything. So without further ado… Here I am with the picc line! To say there was some pain and discomfort would be an understatement. It’s taken some time to get used to it. I’ve now had it for nearly 2 weeks, and sometimes I forget I even have it! lol We’ve decided to the the saline infusions at home. Which is comfortable to me. My nurse is amazing, the entire agency is amazing actually!! I’ve done one infusion already, and what a difference it made!! I’m hoping after the 4 week trial period we move to everyday, or a few times a week!! Unfortunately though, I’ll be getting a port.

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Picc Line!!

 

We’ve had a few bumps in the last few months. I’m still trying to get answers on why all this happened. I know I may never get them, but i’m still going to try. I’m still working on being positive, and being the best mother I can be. I’m hoping to make a difference in the world. I want to inspire others. I want my son to know my love for him. I want my family to know how much their support means to me. How much my friends have helped me. I’m not losing focus on life, nor am I going to give up.

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Words are powerful..

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Since I’ve gotten sick I’ve heard my fair share of judgement and criticism. It’s never really bothered me before.

My family is divided on my illness. My mom wants me to move near her so she can help with me. My dad thinks I should stop all my medication and exercise, knowing I can pass out at any minute. I’ve completely changed my diet, lost weight, and have difficulty tolerating food. But to my dad this is just something exercise can fix…How? How would it help if I can’t even get the nutrients I need?

Words..people use them knowing the power they hold. I’ve been to Vanderbilt, I’ve been to Cleveland Clinic, Johns Hopkins. They all agree something is causing my problems, they all agree I have abnormal test results. That I have small fiber neuropathy, autonomic dysfunction, chronic migraines, fibromyalgia, IST, NCS.. But you know what?? Those don’t define me.  I’m more than my illnesses. If he became too angry, or depressed in seeing that, that’s his problem. I could only fight his darkness for so long on my own.

So I say to you. Watch your words, for they are powerful. They can bring love, sadness, and anger. Love.. happiness. Let’s focus on our words bringing those out in people around us.

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Feb to March….CRAZY!!!

Hello my dear readers!!! I’m sorry for the time in between posts!! I started having a difficult time, and just became withdrawn for a while. Never fear though, I’m back!!!

February was a difficult month. I was sick with bronchitis for what felt like forever! My son became sick, My energy levels were non existent. Just rough. Then we eased into March…and it hasn’t been much better!!! LOL But that’s like for those of us that are chronically ill, isn’t it??!! So here’s some updates!!!

On February 10th I had my disability hearing…..And the judge ruled completely favorable for me. He was very thorough and understanding. I was incredibly bad that day, having already fallen twice at the Social Security Office, and cut my leg as a result of landing on something. I had a migraine, and it just wouldn’t go away!! The pain was also at it’s peak. I was in tears by the end of my hearing, which lasted 1.5 hours. My lawyer was great at helping me stand up and sit when I needed too. I nearly fell a few times, but he caught me. So I walked out of the hearing, well more like limped and half falling, with a sense of victory!!! The judge said I would get Medicare starting June 2015. That’s a relief, because my insurance payment every month is awful!! So that’s one good thing out of February!!!

My son experienced his first Valentine’s Day at school. He was so excited!! We did the little Valentine’s Cards and I made him write out the names of his class mates. Also picked on him for liking a girl. lol He got so much!! The kid did well!! Haha

I submitted my records to Johns Hopkins for second opinions with neurology, headache center, and was denied due to the dysautonomia. How can they just decide not to see me. I keep explaining I want a second opinion on MS and Lupus.  I was however able to schedule with Rheumatology and my Heart doctor!!! So there’s a positive, on June 9th, I’ll be in Baltimore…again…

March came and with that my Appointment at the Spine Center at University of Miami with a neurosurgeon. My mom decided to fly down here to go with me. So on March 10th we headed down to Miami. It was an awful drive, and my back and hips were hurting so badly from being in the car for so long. When we saw the doctor, I was very open and honest with him..which I don’t think doctors want at all!! I didn’t even get to see the neurosurgeon, I only saw a neurologist, who knew nothing of Dysautonomia. He dismissed our concerns about the spots on the Bone scan saying they’re nothing. Dismissed my Dysautonomia diagnosis, and questioned me relentlessly about things. I was in tears by the time I left. I couldn’t lift my legs up, and flex them they way he wanted, he acted as if I was just pretending to not be able to do it!! He then checked the trigger points and I was screaming from the pain!! He agreed with Fibromyalgia..Really?? Out of all my diagnoses that’s the only one you agree with??? My hip was out of alignment, which it often is these days, my back is in excruciating pain, as is all my joints..I hate walking because of the pain..What does he suggest??? Savella…and behavioral therapy and biofeedback….I nearly slapped him. I’m so tired of doctors labeling those that are chronically ill. I’m so tired of being treated as sub-human!! I’m a person, with a real disease and real pain!!!!  I left not any closer to an answer as to why my hearing is so affected, or anything else.

My internist is absolutely amazing!! He was upset at how I was treated. He is educating himself on Dysautonomia so that he can help me! He referred me to his colleague, a neurologist. He said they spoke, and she feels she can help me. So I see her March 25th. I was also referred to a hematologist due to some abnormal bloodwork. My internist really wants to figure all this out!! The hematologist was just as great, however the two hour wait was not. He ordered extensive bloodwork that day, and it was done right there!!! He suspects a platelet dysfunction.. like I really need anything else??!!!! LOL  He is also concerned with the hemangioma on my c4 and the Sclerotic lesion on my hip.  He’s curious why these things are happening.  I go back in a week for the results! Should be interesting!!

On a more positive note I registered for the Dysautonomia Conference that’s being held in Washington Dc July 11-14th!!! I’m so there!!!  I’ve also decided to spend the summer with my mom at her house in Tennessee. My son is extremely happy!!!

My son…oh bless my son… He’s reading!!!!! I’m so proud of him!!!!  And his birthday is coming up so I’ve been planning that.

I turned 28 yesterday..My dad took me out to dinner. Luckily I was able to eat. I got a cute new shirt , The Avengers, and a Hello Kitty bank from my son. According to my son, i’m now a cool mom for having that shirt! So I wore it to dinner. 🙂

My AVengers T-Shirt and Hello Kitty Piggy Bank!! Yes my puppy photobombs!!
My Avengers T-Shirt and Hello Kitty Piggy Bank!! Yes my puppy photobombs!!

It’s been a crazy few weeks, but such is life!!!

I’m really going to try not to get so withdrawn again and stop writing!!! I love to write!! Have fun and be good, till next time!!

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A cold..Turns into…UGH!

 

Hello my dear readers!! I’m sorry for the lapse in posting. I became ill with Bronchitis, and it is just kicking my butt! I ended up in Urgent care on the 24th, and then a week long battle to get antibiotics occurred! I finally ended up going back to Urgent Care this morning. They got me right in, and gave me a shot of antibiotics! At last!! The Nurse Practitioner I saw was great. She really listened and wanted to help me!

 I Ended up in the Emergency Room Last Thursday due to a migraine, my right eye was completely swollen shut, my left eye would barely open! That was even less fun! The doctor treated me like an idiot, and wouldn’t even listen to me about my having dysautonomia or what medications are dangerous to me! Needless to say I will not be going back to that hospital. While I was at the hospital, I was given Toradol and Zofran. I was more nauseous after receiving the medications than I was before! Not only that I seemed to have some reaction to the Toradol and ended up staying awake for over 36 hours!! I was so tired, but I just couldn’t fall asleep!!!

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So in my journey to help with my congestion I decided to take Nyquil the other night.. No… Bad Idea!! I had a horrible reaction to it. I was so scared. Oddly enough I only took barely half a dose! I became so hot, and uncomfortable I couldn’t sleep. Terrible! The doctor this morning said that I shouldn’t take any decongestants because of my Dysautonomia and my arrhythmia. So I stored that in my  memory bank…Nyquil Bad!!

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Nyquil…Bad!

So, I’m home resting, eating crackers, drinking gingerale..craving some actual food!! Hopefully these antibiotics knock this out of my system. Tomorrow I see my new neurologist for the first time, and an Internist I’m hoping to make my PCP. I’m hoping to make it a great day, or at least a so so day. My migraines are awful, and I feel like I always have a headache! Maybe someday I will be pain free and headache free!

Have faith, and never give up!!

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Holidays..and the stress it brings

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So… it’s Christmas Eve…FINALLY!!!! I spent Sunday making Sugar cookies with my son. I was exhausted by the time we were done, but to see the smile on his face was well worth it! I sat in my walker and wheeled myself around the kitchen. We even made homemade frosting! Now..I’m not a great baker..I rarely bake..but these turned out pretty well!!! Though, I didn’t say they’re pretty..lol.

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The stress of Christmas shopping, wrapping the presents, dealing with family and then the cooking.. So much goes into it. Which in turn makes me feel worse health wise. Though I wouldn’t trade it for anything. Seeing the smile on my son’s face is all worth it.  I’m falling a lot more, dizziness is worse. Had a really bad fall last night, I’m trying to recover from.

I’m trying to teach my son that Christmas is not all about presents, that it’s about family, faith, love. I remember as a kid, my dad got laid off from work just before Christmas. We lived in West Virginia, so it was wintertime. Imagine, December in the mountains. We had a choice, presents or food and firewood. My parents chose to put food on the table and keep us warm. On Christmas morning a knock came on the door, it was our neighbors, members from our church. They had a ham, casseroles, bags of presents, firewood. To me, that was still to this day the best Christmas I’ve ever had. It was the embodiment of what Christmas is. Family, Community coming together and celebrating our Faith, our love for one another, helping each other.  If we did more things like that just for one person, it could mean the world to them. It makes a difference. The world needs more of that, in my opinion. More Faith, more compassion, more love. 

Yes I have something incurable, yes it’s taken so much from me, but it hasn’t taken my faith, or my strength, or my love, or my hope. These are all things that we should hold on to. Even if I do have a brain tumor, I’ll still fight. Because fighting is worth it, I have so much to live for.  People often assume acceptance means giving up, to me it’s not the same. I’ve accepted this life, but in no way have I given up. My eyesight deteriorates, my hearing is going, my legs barely function, but I still fight. I’ve accepted this is my path, but I’ll fight like hell to live. I can still live while being in a wheelchair. I can be a mom, a wife, a daughter while in a wheelchair.  Acceptance is not about giving up, it’s about letting go of the anger of why me, why this, and accepting life as it now is, and embracing it, and using your strengths in a positive way.  We have to accept that our family will never fully understand what we go through, that no one will except those that suffer the same illness. Accept that they will never understand, let go of the anger, of the guilt, and be at peace. All you can do is express yourself to them, and educate them. My family doesn’t understand, but not understanding, doesn’t mean they can’t be supportive!!!

Christmas is about family, Faith, love. Take a moment this Christmas to let your family know how much their love and support have meant to you. For me, it’s meant the world.

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Let’s Laugh

 

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Wanted to share something to make you all laugh! . I am a redhead..shocking i know.. I mean like Ariel from Little Mermaid Red..I’m a natural brunette, but one day my boyfriend made a joke how my personality is that of a redhead..I was like “challenge accepted!” So, I headed off to my wonderful friend that has done my hair for years! She was very hesitant but we did it..and he was speechless the first time he saw it.. Now i’ve changed the shades of red, dark, auburn, now Ariel Red..I think that’s my favorite. Well… I use John Frieda Radiant Red…and I get pissed off EVERY TIME! The tube sucks! It’s not easy for me to get the shampoo out at all. I’ve dropped it, thrown it and accidentally poured it on bottom of shower and fell and hit my head.. LOL (I can no longer stand in shower, I fall too much, not shampoo related though :p) So… I finally had had enough! I emailed Customer Service of John Frieda Explaining to them that while their product is great the packaging sucks. I said that it is not easy for those with problems gripping items in that shape or lacking strength. Why make the shampoo so difficult to get out?!!!! It’s just stupid!! I know why not switch products you ask..well.. I’m kinda of a creature of habit, and it keeps my hair so shiny and pretty. 🙂  So we’ll see what happens!!!

 

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Damn You Radiant Red Shampoo Tube!!! I love you and hate you!