Somewhat Offbeat: Something That "Momma" and Reilly Still Do Every Day

They persist in praying for whomever "Momma"'s helpmate and Reilly's "Daddy" is, and praying for an answer from a certain someone. Reilly has been quite patient about that, might "Momma" add, despite that she still makes when her patience is stretched to the limit from time to time. Truth be told, Reilly's running downstairs one night probably had to do with impatience in part (notwithstanding that night-owl "Momma" went to bed quite early that night) and even her knowledge that "['Momma'] isn't as strong or as fast as Mom-Mom and Auntie Michelle" (which she has explained to Reilly multiple times, and of which Reilly gladly takes advantage—albe in a toddler-like way as opposed to a malicious way).

This isn't to mention that Reilly's been patient with "Momma" and praying with her about it for about two years now.

Very-Belated #ThrowbackThursday: Throwback To...Thursday At Roughly 3:15-4:11 At Night!

Let's just that "Momma" was very unhappy with:

1. Reilly running downstairs when "Momma" explicitly told her to stay while she had to "go potty".
2. "Mom-Mom" blaming her instead of disobedient Reilly for that, and even despite "Momma" warning "Mom-Mom" that Reilly might have to "go potty" during the night because she inexplicably drank quite an amount of water even for her to drink before "night-nights" time—and Reilly normally doesn't drink as much water as she should in the first place!
3. Reilly running downstairs when "Momma" explicitly told her to stay while she had to "go potty" a third time, despite that she actually did stay the second time that "Momma" had to go.
4. The about-one-hour refusal of Reilly to go back upstairs, let alone let "Momma" get her harness and leash on her to do so because she wouldn't do so without it—she even would play go-to-the-hallway-gate-then-run-away games!
5. "Mom-Mom" once again blaming her instead of disobedient Reilly for that, and also getting mad at her for not taking Reilly "potty"...at about 4:11 at night, when "Momma" has Cerebral Palsy and is (as she's explained to Reilly) "not as strong as 'Mom-Mom' and 'Auntie Michelle'"), and Reilly didn't "go potty" the first time that she ran downstairs and "Mom-Mom" took her to "go potty"!
6. "Zeh hayah 'erev v'zeh hayah boker" meant that day for "Momma" that she was very sleepy in the boker quite due in part to the about-one-hour chase that occurred during the 'erev.
7. That Reilly now has to wear her harness and leash for a while every time that "Momma" has to "go potty", and with the leash loop put around one of the bedposts so that she doesn't run downstairs when "Momma" opens the bedroom door!

Mostly Offbeat: Something That "Momma" Still Wants To Know, Definitely Partly For Reilly's Sake (And Reilly Would Probably Want To Know)

Who in the Rosedale-Nottingham area keeps checking her blog entries particular about Reilly. Relative? Friend? An inquiring mind wants to know, and she wants to know what the Rosedalean-Nottinghamer thinks of the entries (as feedback is always appreciated)—even if he or she thinks that (forgive the ableist language here) Reilly's "Momma" is a nut and a trainwreck—besides, Reilly probably thinks that her "Momma" is those things half of the time, anyway! 

She should also mention that her curiosity comes mainly from another curiosity of hers: viz., is the Rosedalean-Nottinghamer in fact the same person whom she thinks could end up being her helpmate and Reilly's "Daddy" as opposed to a completely-different person? After all, knowing that would, for example, certainly help "Momma" be a better "Momma" to Reilly and get at least part of an answer for which she's been waiting for her and Reilly's sakes (and having a "Momma" with Cerebral Palsy can be quite hard enough for Reilly, not to mention be hard for a "Momma" whom'd be more of a "Momma" to Reilly if she were strong enough and/or had more help to be one!). 

She has no intention of embarrassing anybody here, by the way. PS If you're the person in question, please let her know. Also, God willing, maybe you could end up meeting (or remeeting) Reilly someday. 

#SundayStubbornness: A Reilly Whom Doesn't Like Sitting On "Momma"'s Lap At Her Computer Desk, Etc..

The frustrating sequence of events that involves stubborn Camille, Reilly, "Auntie Michelle", is as follows:

In Response To A Friend's Public Facebook Post, And What Became A Long Comment(!)

(By the way, he—along with basically everyone else who's ever read what I've written, heard me speak, etc.—knows that I have Depression, OCD/Anxiety, and ADD. He also knows how I've seen my family destroyed by when they've not admitted that they have conditions such as Depression, not to mention comorbid conditions such as Alcoholism—which, for example, destroyed my great-great-granddad Julian Czerniecki as he coped with Depression that was exacerbated by having to live as a Crypto Jew in order to survive the pogroms and then Anti Semitism in the United States.)


At some point, it's wrong of him or her to not admit it if he or she is able to admit it. Jesus, as they say, didn't call us to act like we're perfect and (forgive the language) we have our shit together. Besides, as Jesus Himself said, He called the sick and not the well. How many people without mental illnesses and/or other disabilities and/or circumstances in which all seems well turn to Jesus? Very few if any at all. Why? Again as Jesus said (and He said this through his apostles), He doesn't call many according to the flesh. 

One example of this is when a guy sitting next to Max Lucado (as Max Lucado recounts in 3:16) told him straight to his face that because he has a good life, "I don't need God." People who don't (or apparently don't) have thorns in the flesh and/or bad circumstances don't want to think that they need God. After all, why (they think) should they need God if they don't need a Great Physician, an Advocate, and a Wonderful Counselor, let alone One Whom can guide them to good doctors (including psychiatrists), advocates, and counselors whom are physically present and directly treat them on Earth? 

Of course, very few people would ever say that they don't need God because they have a good life! As I've seen, most people who say that they don't need God say that they don't need God because they think that they can be good enough without Him or think that they already have Him in their hearts.

As I Submitted To the Patients For Affordable Drugs Website: Why I'm For Lower Drug Prices

I am one of the ones whom is both unlucky and lucky. I have Cerebral Palsy, OCD/Anxiety, Depression, ADD, and IBS; and I have to be on three medicines for my mental illnesses. I also have to use a Baclofen Pump for my CP, and at least the medications that I take for my mental illnesses help somewhat with the IBS. I additionally have to be on Medicaid and receive SSI benefits as well as be on my mom's insurance for the time being.

Without being on Medicaid and my mom's insurance (since she's a single mom whom works for the federal government, and I still have to live at home at 28 because of my conditions) at present, I don't know what I do. For example, my psychiatrist doesn't accept insurance; so I have to pay the full $125 every time that I have a psychiatry appointment. I can only imagine, then, how much I'd have to pay without being on Medicaid and my mom's insurance, and receiving SSI benefits in my current situation.

Of course, I'd like to get married and not have to be on Medicaid or SSI benefits, and I'd surely like to not have to be on my mom's insurance. Part of what scares me nonetheless is the idea of never getting married and having to depend on my mom for the rest of her life, and being on SSI benefits and Medicaid for the rest of my life. Another part of what scares me is if I get cheated on and get divorced if I do get married because I'm ableistically seen as worth cheating on, and being cheated on will hurt enough without me having to fall back on SSI benefits and Medicaid to afford the Baclofen Pump appointment followups, medications for my mental illnesses, etc.

I can only imagine, then, the circumstances of those whom are in worse situations than I am. That's why I'm for lower drug prices and reasonable drug prices, and especially for the rich and otherwise better off to philanthropically help the poor and otherwise less fortunate afford the drugs that we need.

Update On Reilly And Her Stuffed Toy, And Other Updates

When Reilly received her stuffed toy last night, she wanted it right away. However, she wasn't willing to pick it up off of the floor when "Momma" put it on the floor for her. She didn't mind that "Momma" picked it up and tried to carry it upstairs, though (and which is part of why "Momma" needs a service puppy to help her and Reilly, and especially because she doesn't have anyone—let alone, if her suspicions are correct, a certain someone—to help her and Reilly).

At least "Momma"'s having to crawl up to steps with the stuffed toy while she led Reilly up was worth it—Reilly ended up snuggling with her stuffed toy, a teddy bear that was subsequently named "Teddy", right before bedtime!

Somewhat to Mostly Offbeat: What Do Reilly and "Momma" Have To Do With MLK Day? You May Be Surprised.

Reilly wouldn't even be with "Momma" if Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr. and others had not fought for the civil rights of all. This is because "Momma" would've been isolated from society in general at best and maybe even very hurt at worst since she is a Jew whom has disabilities. After all, Jews and people with disabilities were certainly treated poorly before those like Dr. King and Dr. King's compatriots Dr. Abraham Joshua Heschel and Eunice Kennedy Shriver fought for the rights of all Americans to be treated as people.

Even more startlingly (as "Momma" learned today, though she shouldn't have been surprised to learn it), the Congresspersons who authored the Civil Rights Act deliberately excluded people with disabilities. Of course, there weren't even federal education laws that unequivocally prohibited discrimination until "Brown v. Board"—not to mention that there were once quotas for Jews at Harvard, and Willowbrook "State School" (or more like Willowbrook Institution of Unspeakable Ableism) did not even begin to be investigated until almost a decade after the Civil Rights Act passed.

Thus, Reilly obviously wouldn't have a "Momma" with any disability, let alone a "Momma" with Cerebral Palsy and mental illnesses—and on a related note, imagine all of Reilly's canine compatriots whom wouldn't be there to help people whom needed service puppies¹!

¹ Even service dogs, despite their training, remain just as puppylike as, if one will, their civilian or laypuppy counterparts. Service puppies, including emotional-support and therapy ones, could be considered at least sort of like canine civil servants or public-service puppies, since they help Americans with disabilities such as U.S. Armed Forces veterans and others with PTSD to be able to live among the general population within an unfortunately-still-generally-ableist society.

What Real Journalists Do WhereIn Mental Illnesses Such As Addictions Are Concerned, And As I Made Clear To Rianne Addo Herself

Real journalists have the following duties wherein mental illnesses such as Alcoholism are concerned:

1. To report mental illnesses for what they are—illnesses that nobody chooses, not comedic fodder.
2. To report specific mental illnesses such as addictions for what they are—not, for example, "penchant[s]", "extreme liking[s]," or "fondness[es]" for agents that may even fatally affect the sufferers of the addictions in question. For those with addictions, agents such as alcohol are always fatal if the persons with the addictions to them do not choose to abstain from them.
3. To report exactly how severe throes of mental illnesses can be. In the case of addiction of alcohol, the throes can be quite severe.

If Rianne Addo were a real journalist, she would never call mental illnesses such as Alcoholism "penchant[s]", "extreme liking[s]", or "fondness[es]" when no person whom had the ability to reason or control himself or herself would ever have a penchant, like, or be fond of doing the following to himself or herself—and people whom are in the throes of Alcoholism are deprived by Alcoholism of being able to reason and control themselves in regards to matters such as:

1. An inability to function on a day-to-day, and even moment-to-moment basis, without any excessive amount of Alcohol
2. Binge drinking that is never appropriate to call "a weekend bender" or any other kind of "bender", as such drinking can overload and overwhelm the liver
3. Irreversible breakdowns of familial and professional relationships
4. Joblessness, homelessness, and entrapment into financially-abusive, emotionally-abusive, and other abusive relationships a result of the irreversible breakdowns of professional and familial relationships 
5. Illnesses in addition to Alcoholism and the exacerbation thereof, including Cirrhosis of the Liver that results from and remains comorbid with Alcoholism even if a person with Alcoholism is no longer in the throes of the Alcoholism (i.e., even if he or she has sought treatment for Alcoholism and remained sober).

As I told Rianne Addo herself, real journalists remind other people why mental illnesses such as addictions to alcohol are called "mental illnesses", not use those illnesses as comedic fodder while sufferers of mental illnesses are in the far-from-funny throes of mental illnesses that may even kill them—and as I said last night, Alcoholism may certainly kill Ricky Gervais (not to mention kill him at the same age at which it killed my aunt) if those such Rianne Addo and Ricky Gervais' apparent loved ones continue to find humor in his humorless Alcoholism.

Who's Laughing Now? Mental Illness Is Not Funny, And Ricky Gervais' Alcoholism Is Certainly Not Funny

Remember that addiction is a mental illness, and this is all too common of a sentiment among those with addictions: i.e., the sentiment "I like it too much, I'm not going to give it up" is too common. In fact, my own aunt eerily told my sister that she herself would "quit drinking when [she died]." She unfortunately died of Alcoholism in June of 2008 at the age of 56, which is Ricky Gervais' current age, and may have been 57 in November of that year had she'd been able to get treatment for Alcoholism—and who knows if Ricky Gervais won't share her fate almost a decade later ☹?

What disturbs me is that the "Daily Mail​" seems to see nothing disturbing about anyone, let alone a prominent figure, sending the message that there is nothing wrong with refusing to attempt to get treatment for mental illnesses even when one has the resources to get such treatment. As for Ricky Gervais' loved ones, I find what they're doing perhaps even more disturbing: they seem to be quite content with not wanting to try to help him get help. In contrast to my family whom did try to help my aunt get help, they seem to encourage him to, for example (and as he related), "[wet] himself after six pints of Guinness during a weekend bender."

Regardless of whom has (a) mental illness(es) or what a given person's mental illness(es), nothing is funny or encouragable about allowing someone to be overtaken by a mental illness.

PS My great-great-grandfather Julian Czerniecki (later Julian Czarnecki), whom was born on December 24, 1875 in Polish Russia, was also besieged by Alcoholism, and I don't know when Alcoholism onset for him. What I do know is that the Anti Semitism—and other persecutions and hardships—that he faced in Polish Russia (which he left after the Belostok Pogrom) and in the United States affected an exacerbation of his Alcoholism (and if you think that having to pretend to be a Polish Catholic and settle in out-of-the-way Sugar Notch in order to survive isn't hardship, don't kid yourself¹).

I also know that Great-Great-Granddad Czarnecki was not help as exacerbated Alcoholism (not to mention other mental illnesses, including Depression) besieged him. I have seen, heard, and lived that "Hurt people hurt people" cycle partly because of that; and that is party of why I find disturbing that the "Daily Mail" and those whom apparently love Ricky Gervais want to see him beseiged by a mental illness and perhaps even dead from it.

By the way, the aunt who died from Alcoholism was a maternal aunt; so, Alcoholism is actually on both sides of my family—that of course makes even more disturbing to me what the "Daily Mail" and Ricky Gervais' loved ones are doing, as they are basically saying that they'd like that both people like Ricky Gervais and people on both sides of my family to die of mental illnesses.

I guess that I shouldn't be surprised, though, given how ableist society is and how society hates both famous and non-famous people with disabilities such as mental illnesses.



¹He also had the hardship of being born on a date when Pseudo Christians persecuted the very people of Jesus—whom many of them ironically called "Jeszua", pronounced "Yeshua", by the way—imagine having to live your life never knowing if you'll make it to your next birthday because people whom claim to be celebrating the birth of Jeszua want to commit ethnocide against the very people for whom the New Testament says that Jeszua is Messiah first.

Somewhat To Mostly Offbeat: "Momma" As An Example Of Single Pet Parenting Further Complicated For Pet Parents With Disabilities

"Momma" has previously discussed how "Auntie Michelle" and "Mom-Mom" make her being a "Momma" without a "Daddy" for Reilly harder for her because she has disabilities, and they know as well as she knows that they wouldn't do half of what they do if she didn't have Cerebral Palsy and mental illnesses. In the meantime, plenty of recent examples as to how they complicate her "Momma"hood have come up. In fact, one that came up just tonight is as follows thanks to "Auntie Michelle", and is reminiscent of one that is courtesy of "Mom-Mom":

"Auntie Michelle" wanted to try to get the pimple off of Reilly's back, which reminded "Momma" of when "Mom-Mom" didn't tell her what that piece of excess cartilage on Reilly's nose actually was before the groomer unplugged it. "Momma" blames "Auntie Michelle" in this case as much as she blames "Mom-Mom" in the last case, though she would not have minded having the blackhead unplugged had she known what "Mom-Mom" found out—and "Momma" was a little worried with the blood on Reilly's nose at first, although she trusts the groomer (whom, as she found out, is a former vet tech) and the vet (whom told "Mom-Mom" that it was "extra cartilage"). This time, she specifically asked the person in question—"Auntie Michelle"—to not try to get rid of the pimple since she was keeping an eye on it and planning to talk to "Mom-Mom" about it, and the person in question nonetheless proceeded to clean out what she thought might be any blackhead-related blackness out of the pimple area.

"Auntie Michelle" and "Mom-Mom" know that, that would not be happening were "Momma" able to drive and otherwise live unimpeded by disabilities (including debilitating mental illnesses). After all, "Momma" would be able to take Reilly to the groomer and the vet herself, and she'd be able to pay them herself. She'd also be able to run over quickly and stop "Auntie Michelle" right then and there from trying to clean pimples or anything else on Reilly without her permission. 

As "Momma"'s case demonstrates, though, even some families of single pet parents with disabilities consider the pet parents with disabilities as lesser pet parents at some level, even second-class pet parents and overall people at best—whether they mean to or don't mean to think of them that way.

Mostly Offbeat: Still Being A Bad "Momma" To Reilly While Waiting For A Clear Answer Re A Certain Matter, Etc..

"Momma", so to speak, seems to have beaten a dead horse re a certain matter. Nonetheless, it involves a kind of heartbreak and confusion which "Momma" has not been able to get over for almost three years now, especially if there's a possibility that she may be right about whom a certain person is in regard both to her and to Reilly (and wanting an answer straight from the source isn't bad, is it?). Besides, she's already said that "the tall guy", for example, is simply a family friend and not at all whom she thinks is her helpmate and Reilly's "Daddy". Also besides, he also wants an "uncle" for Camille and to be a better "Auntie Nicole" to her.

She's pretty sure that especially other pet owners who have disabilities can relate to this, by the way. After all, for instance, don't they want to be able to do more that they can't do for their pets alone? Also for instance and incidentally, "Momma"'s pretty sure that other pet owners can relate to that she almost fell off of her stool when Reilly barked within the hour, and "Momma" (like other pet owners with disabilities would like to be around for their pets) would like to be around for and not killed by Reilly because she fell due to a myoclonus flareup. 

Closing Thought For The Night Of Cheshvan 17, 5777 (November 6-7, 2017)

Once again, part of why I'm a Republican: real Republicans, unlike RINO *****, don't set up people with mental illnesses to be demonized. ***** set up people with mental illnesses to be demonized by using this man whom may have even used his mental illnesses as an excuse, or at least has people whom are using them as an excuse for him (since he doesn't even seem to acknowledge that he had them, let alone needed medication for them).

Congratulations, Democrats (including RINOs) and Clinton Dreaders: you've either been had by RINO ***** or are known as being complicit with him.

Mind you that this isn't to all Democrats and Clinton Dreaders: this is to just the ones whom've either been had by RINO ***** or are known as being complicit with him. There are many reasonable Democrats and Clinton Dreaders whom can wake up and either start or restart fearing God over dreading Clinton.

Re "For Some Moms, The Nest May Never Be Empty"

My dad's 49-year-old cousin Jamie was treated for seizures when he was 1.5 years old, and the doctors at the hospital gave him an overdose of codeine. They didn't wait to check with my granduncle and grandaunt, whom were out on a date night and having my grandaunt's sister babysit Jamie, and this was despite that Jamie is allergic to codeine.

As a result of the codeine overdose, Jamie got Cerebral Palsy and had his development stop right then and there. My granduncle and grandaunt were gracious and merciful about it, understanding that my grandaunt's sister tried her best by taking Jamie to the hospital. They also gave the doctors the benefit of the doubt, and they opted to not put him in a Pennsylvania state hospital or school (and this was three years before Willowbrook in New York was exposed).

I can only imagine the "What might've been?" and "Why did this happen?" questions that they've had, and especially since Granduncle Jim's endured a lot of other losses along with Jamie's loss of a normal life. Even before he lost the chance to see Jamie have a normal life, he lost his uncle (my great-granduncle) Bernie (of blessed memoryy) only years before (and Great-Granduncle Bernie had a botched shrapnel-removal operation that resulted in his having brain damage and resulting regression to a child-like state); and he lost his father (my great-grandfather Anthony Czarnecki, whom was a very-difficult man and -abusive father) due to Depression-affected suicide in the year after Great-Granduncle Bernie died at the Veteran's Affairs Home and Hospital in Lebanon, Pennsylvania due to a Coronary Occlusion as a result of a Schizophrenia flareup (and perhaps Granduncle Jim and even other relatives—and I myself recently—have wondered if Great-Granduncle Bernie didn't actually have a DVA-forced lobotomy that did damage similar to the damage that Jamie's codeine overdose did).

As for some of the losses after Granduncle Jim's having to deal with Jamie's loss of a normal life:

1. His brother (my granduncle) Francis (of blessed memory) died at the age of 45 due a heart attack and Alcoholism in 1985.
2. His brother (my granduncle) Tony died unexpectedly in 2014 at the age of 68—and being almost four years older than him, he expected to be outlived by him.
3. His daughter, Denise, has never married or had children due to suspending much of her life to help care for her older sibling—so, he's also watched as Denise has lost a chance to live a normal life.
4. He nearly lost his own life when he could've died due to a fall that he had from a letter in 2007, when he was trying to clean some eggs that some punks had thrown onto his roof. 

As for Grandaunt Annie, she's endured both losses of her own losses that she and Granduncle Jim have shared. Meanwhile, both Granduncle Jim and Grandaunt Annie are in their 70s, and both of them are probably wondering what they're going to do in terms of what happens with Jamie when each of them dies—and what happens, if Denise, who's now in her 40s, and/or other relatives can't and/or won't take care of Jamie after they are gone?

Thus, I think that Granduncle Jim and Grandaunt Annie—and perhaps especially Granduncle Jim—can relate to that feeling of never being able to have an empty nest and especially never being able to watch each of their children live a normal life, let alone having children and grandchildren that'll someday live their own normal lives. 

PS To Miriam Sokol, let me add to the following:

"I didn't know that, for example, my dad's 49-year-old cousin is a "difficult child". But what do I know? That overdose that he had on codeine when he was 1.5 years old must've been his fault. Never mind that the doctors at the hospital didn't wait to check with my granduncle and grandaunt before they tried to treat him due to his seizures."

What I want to add is this:

Jamie is not at all a "difficult child" (and neither is every other child or adult whom's afflicted with especially-severe physical and intellectual disabilities). In fact, Jamie is a very-sweet and -loving person (as I remember from when I and my side of my family would see other sides of the family every year that we could up to Pennsylvania to visit my great-grandmother, of blessed memory).

So, At Least One Elderly Person Died In Her House During Hurricane Harvey's First Days In Houston...

Whatever language you speak:

1. No, people! Check on your neighbors!
2. ¡No, pueblo! ¡Cuidan a tus vecinos!
3. לא, אנשים! ואהבת לרעך כמוך!

As I recall, the woman was 83 years old and couldn't just leave Houston! Thus, everybody in Hurricane Irma's path whom can help others needs to help those whom can't just evacuate from their homes and whom otherwise can't help themselves! 

Just Some Highlights Of An ~24-Hours Period At Reilly's And Camille's House

1. Cam's barking caused "Auntie Nicole" to have a myoclonus flareup and spill some wine on herself and the tableplace in front of her. Guess who got blamed, by the way? 
2. "Mimi"/"Auntie Michelle" just took Camille and Reilly for a walk by herself, and they're hard enough for even one person without a physical disability to handle alone. As "Auntie Nicole"/"Momma" suspected that "Mom-Mom" would be, "Mom-Mom" (who just came home from visiting some family members) is pissed (and "Auntie Nicole"/"Momma" told "Mimi"/"Auntie Michelle", "Good luck!")!
3. In between the wine spill and "Mom-Mom"'s understandable reaction to "Mimi"/"Auntie Michelle"'s boneheaded idea: Camille and Reilly got to try some peas. Let's just say that each of them sitting and waiting for a peas, affecting a Google search, and getting half a peapod's worth of peas was enough to get especially Cam excited—she obviously ate too quickly and excitedly!

Just now: "Mimi"/"Auntie Michelle" just got back....as "Auntie Nicole"/"Momma" types....waiting....

"So, Mom took them from here. And guess who they saw?...They were practically perfect little angels for me, and they pretty well behaved when they saw Shelby!"

Never a dull moment!

"She was not too pleased that I'd taken them on a walk myself....she just seemed insistent that I not take them by myself again....[S]he was very matter of fact...."

That was not the reaction that "Mom-Mom" had when she came home!

By the way, "Momma" and Reilly are continuing to pray for everyone whom is affected by Hurricane Harvey. They also hope that a picture of Reilly and Camille from National Puppy Day will cheer everybody up as much as possible given the circumstances.

Somewhat Offbeat: Speaking Of Pet Owners With Disabilities...

"Momma" is really considering DBS Surgery. Of course, "Momma" also has to consider a few factors that she didn't have to consider during ITB Pump Surgery. For example:

1. Of course, how Reilly will be affected overall.
2. Having to have a shaved head, which might scare Reilly . Besides, one DBS patient, for example, has a supportive spouse and a head covering. "Momma", on the other hand, doesn't (at least yet) have her helpmate/Reilly's "Daddy" there in her life or their lives; and having a shaved head might alone further stigmatize her, even in the eyes of "Momma"'s possible helpmate/"Reilly"'s possible "Daddy"—any unattractiveness (as if "Momma" was ever really attractive, anyway) could have anyone revulse from her all the more; and that might affect Reilly and not even make the DBS Surgery worth it in the end.
3. The albe-remote-and-nonetheless-existent risk of a brainbleed—and "Momma" already had a Category-Three one at birth, thanks (Not being disrespectful to God; just saying.)
4. Will "Momma" be able to go home relatively right away or have to be in a rehabilitation-and-recovery center and not see Reilly for while? Will Reilly be able to be brought at least to the hospital to see "Momma" at all (as some puppies have been allowed to do for their owners?)

Re Boni's To-Be Hotel And Fellow People Of Hers Whom Struggle With Mental Illnesses

I think that Boni's hotel will be a place where people whom struggle with mental illnesses like she does (and like I do) will be able to go when their families kick them out for having mental illnesses or when they otherwise move away from their homes due to having mental illnesses and non-supportive families, when they'd rather stay in hotels like Boni's hotel than stay in psychiatric hospitals, and when they are affected by other circumstances.

A Woman Whom Abused Her Puppy? Or Did She Have A Severe Mental-Illness Flareup?

I wonder if she has severe mental illness such as Bipolar or Schizoaffective Disorder. Before people judge her as "trash", they need to remember that people with mental illnesses such as  Bipolar and Schizoaffective Disorders act highly unusually during mental-illness flareups. My sister has a friend whom may have Schizoaffective Disorder and even got him- or her-self in academic and legal trouble as a result of a mental-illness flareup, for example (He or she is known to have Bipolar Disorder for sure.). 

Meanwhile (and those who have read my blog previously know this), my great-great-grandmother Alexandria Czarnecki was known as "a holy terror" and "a tough cookie" whom almost caused my great-grandmother Mary Czarnecki to have a mental breakdown. Only when I saw my great-granduncle Bernie Czarnecki's death certificate did I figure it out: Great-Great-Grandma had Schizophrenia (the other mental illness of which Schizoaffective Disorder is comprised). As far as I know, Great-Granduncle Bernie was the only of my Czarnecki great-granduncles and great-grandaunts to have had it, by the way; and Great-Granddad Czarnecki seems to have not had Schizophrenia (He did have suicide-affecting Depression, though; so, he was not completely lucky in terms of escaping mental illnesses. He had his own struggles.).

Homemade Chocolate, A Rubber Band, and Broken Glass: aka, Scarily-Fatal Devices To Puppies

1. When one has a puppy like Reilly or Camille, one has to be careful with chocolate—especially homemade chocolate. "Momma" cannot tell you how much worrying about how getting every chocolate fleck and even wiping off areas where there may have been no flecks was—her Bruxism is still flared up in part because of that!
2. Reilly and Camille thought that they were in trouble because "Momma"/"Auntie Nicole" yelled "Nooo!" when she dread that they maybe would've gotten the rubber band that "Auntie Michelle"/"Mimi" left on the floor—and did "Momma"/"Auntie Nicole" let "Auntie Michelle"/"Mimi" know how mad and worried for Reilly and Camille she was!
3. When "Momma"/"Auntie Nicole" broke a glass by mistake, "Auntie Michelle"/"Mimi" didn't really sweep to help her get the glass pieces off of the floor (You try having Cerebral Palsy and being able to sweep with a standard broom and dustpan—good luck!). "Momma"/"Auntie Nicole" still could feel glass pieces when she ran her hand over the floor (and got a sand-grain-sized one to lacerate her hand a tiny bit, with the wound that looks like a dot or mole on her palm), can still hear some under her feet, and had to hide some behind a basket and cover areas where glass is and might be, so that Reilly and Camille couldn't get to it.

As "Momma" and others have said, life definitely changes when you have a puppy—and objects that you could pick up or otherwise clean up later suddenly become emergency causers if they're not picked up or otherwise as soon as possible, and more-dangerous objects such as missed broken-glass pieces become even more dangerous—not that mention that, for example, OCD/Anxiety-flareup triggers become even more triggering.