Protected: 80 Reasons to Cheer
As you know, I’ve been feeling a bit sorry for myself for the last few weeks. Yesterday, I was quite overwhelmed with the combination of work, family, and self-care responsibilities. The next two weeks are jam-packed perhaps even more so.
It’s time for me to put my blessings in the foreground:
-I have wonderful friends and family, whom I love greatly.
-I have a great chance at a long and healthy life.
-I have good health insurance.
-Today is my dad’s 80th birthday! Both of his parents died in their 50’s, making this a particularly big deal.
-I am making new self-care habits that make me feel better now, emotionally and physically, and will also help protect me from future illness.
-I love my job.
-My daughter is happy at high school.
-Despite all of the changes and stress in my life including instant menopause, I have lost 27 pounds since May 5th! In 3 pounds, I will officially enter the “healthy weight” category using the BMI.
-I have this blog as an outlet. It helps me now and I imagine it will help me in the future, as I look back at this period of my life.
-I have wonderful healthcare providers. Plus most of them are really nice, as well as technically skilled.
-I live and work in a great community.
-I am a strong and reliant person.
-God is love and love is great. God is great!
I know there are more but I am starting to feel better.
Trying to get myself to finish this psych report is like pulling teeth. I did all of the easy, mindless parts. Now it time for complex thought. Aaargh!
I’m going to need a bigger pair of pliers.
I had back to back appointments with both of my surgeons today. My skin has continued to heal and the fluid build up problem appears to be subsiding. So using “The Little Engine That Could” alarm scale, my skin healing situation has gone from “I think I can” to “I know I can.”
There is a chance that Dr. Welk will recommend a minor surgical procedure to graft a small piece of skin from my abdomen to the troublesome skin (about 1 inch wide by 2 inches long) but we seemed to have avoided any need for radical measures.
Fingers crossed.
Protected: Debatred
I am having technical difficulties with Word Press. Sometimes it works and sometimes it doesn’t. Sometimes my writing suddenly disappears and is lost forever. So no long blog posts until this is resolved.
Yeah, I’m really tired. Several days of little sleep and too much to do. Think sleepy thoughts!
I want to talk about making pauses and making lists, punctuationally speaking. Like many folks, I have yet to master the proper use of the comma. And if my comma use is bad, my use of punctuation before or between quotation marks is downright ghastly.
I apologize to those of you who have been bothered by my problems with writing mechanics. And for those of you that don’t like my using the word, “punctuationally”, get over it.
My mother’s cousin Rick’s wife, Brenda is also a breast cancer survivor. She is one of the many people taking part in the Susan G. Komen Three-Day walk this weekend. She will walk a total of 60 miles in three days! I could write a whole post about walking 60 miles in three days. Good Heavens, that’s a long way! I would like to do next year’s Three-Day Spa walk. Hmm, I anticipate a problem. I don’t think anyone would sponsor me. Going to a spa a day for three days is not quite as impressive as walking 20 miles a day, camping out two nights in pink tents. I bet it’s a life changing positive experience, though. And just think of all of the mental and physical benefits from the training, before hand.
Back to my main story. I made a contribution online for Brenda’s three day walk. To answer one of the questions on the form, I had to choose from one of a number of check boxes labeled, “I am a cancer survivor”, “I am a friend/loved one of a cancer survivor”, and “I am not affected by cancer.” I checked “I am a cancer survivor” because although I am still in treatment, I am also still breathing, last I checked.
