I am really pleased with the Qigong dvd I rented from netflix. Giam sells this dvd, and I decided that I need to buy it, as an investment in my health. My internal organs are so screwed up, so touchy, and unpredictable, that I am frozen sometimes unable to leave the house.
Qigong is a series of ancient Chinese postures and movement patterns that help to energize and release your bodies negative energies ( so far as I know). I have done the exercises a couple of times, and feel more balanced for a bit of time. It was suggested by one of my OVC sisters to try Qigong, and this seems to be a good fit for me. I am grateful for my OVC sisters.
Had my pelvic CT scan, bloodwork, and breast exam last Thursday. LONG day. Reminder, I'm also BRCA1 mutation positive, so I also have 6 month checkups. Next week I have breast ultrasound and mammogram and also a meeting with my gyno-oncologist. I've never had anyone give me a breast work-up like that before. Pulling, poking, stretching, pinching, pushing, rolling...my gosh. The good news is she found no "lumps" but did find some abnormal dense tissue on the right wall of my right breast, hence the ultrasound.
I am praying for clear pelvic CT and good CA 125/bloodwork. I will also be praying for a normal mammogram and ultrasound.
I just set up a future appointment with the state Voc Rehab center. I need to earn more than $600 per month to get my own place. So I need to find a part time job that pays fairly well and try to focus on what my future can be.
For now my mom is so gracious and allows me to stay with her, but she needs her space. She needs a life, so as long as I am not on chemo, I should be striving for a more independent and meaningful life.
I still sleep 12 hours per day though. I wish I knew why. Am I still depressed or is that side effects of all my meds???? Not sure, but I must return to a more reasonable sleep-wake pattern. Maybe I need help. I don't know, I just have to try harder to get up earlier.
Wish me luck on all my test results. Love you all. Be Love and God Bless YOU
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Sunday, September 19, 2010
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Wednesday, September 08, 2010
battling with peanuts
On Sunday evening I was happy to have an opportunity to house sit and watch Paul, my sister and her family's kitty. He's a gem, real bright and fun, it's something I enjoy.
After 7pm mass, I went over to their house and was greeted with tremendous enthusiasm because I had let him out earlier to play. He was ready for warmth and food. I settled in and fed him dinner anticipating a fairly relaxing night in.
I was hungry for a tiny snack, so I grabbed a small handful (10 pieces) of Puffin cereal to have with my tea. I was tired by 11pm, and was probably asleep by 11:30. At midnight I was awakened with terrible tummy pain and found myself hurling into the trash can. That, along with other unpleasantries lasted until almost 4am.
I was dumbfounded because I couldn't figure it out. Well, in the morning I took another look at the cereal box and it had the words "peanut butter" blasted across the front of the box, and I missed it. I haven't really been paying attention like I should and now realize I must be an avid label reader.
Today is Wednesday, and I am finally having some oatmeal. I've had terrible headaches, down to 104 lbs, waist now 28.5. Mom's at the store and offered to get some chicken noodle soup.
The nurse at the SCCA said it can take a full week for your digestive tract to get back to normal after server episodes of vomiting and diahrea, because they stay slightly inflamed for a while. So I am slowly integrating food and rehydrating.
This totally blew my little holiday weekend. I had wanted to stick around to see how Mandy's trip was at Ocean Shores. Haven't had a chance to talk to her. Today was the first day back to school for my nieces, so hopefully I'll get to learn how their day went later.
Anyway, Paul was so sweet, and napped with me the whole time, which helped me feel better.
To better days.
Be Love
After 7pm mass, I went over to their house and was greeted with tremendous enthusiasm because I had let him out earlier to play. He was ready for warmth and food. I settled in and fed him dinner anticipating a fairly relaxing night in.
I was hungry for a tiny snack, so I grabbed a small handful (10 pieces) of Puffin cereal to have with my tea. I was tired by 11pm, and was probably asleep by 11:30. At midnight I was awakened with terrible tummy pain and found myself hurling into the trash can. That, along with other unpleasantries lasted until almost 4am.
I was dumbfounded because I couldn't figure it out. Well, in the morning I took another look at the cereal box and it had the words "peanut butter" blasted across the front of the box, and I missed it. I haven't really been paying attention like I should and now realize I must be an avid label reader.
Today is Wednesday, and I am finally having some oatmeal. I've had terrible headaches, down to 104 lbs, waist now 28.5. Mom's at the store and offered to get some chicken noodle soup.
The nurse at the SCCA said it can take a full week for your digestive tract to get back to normal after server episodes of vomiting and diahrea, because they stay slightly inflamed for a while. So I am slowly integrating food and rehydrating.
This totally blew my little holiday weekend. I had wanted to stick around to see how Mandy's trip was at Ocean Shores. Haven't had a chance to talk to her. Today was the first day back to school for my nieces, so hopefully I'll get to learn how their day went later.
Anyway, Paul was so sweet, and napped with me the whole time, which helped me feel better.
To better days.
Be Love
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