Well here I go again trying to get healthy. I have found a website called sparkpeople.com and hope that I will get motivation I need there. Who knows. I am diabetic now and need to eat right and of course I am not.
When Bud was not eating right with his diabetes I was on him all the time and now I am doing the same things he did.
When I have a migraine which is way too often I always think if I eat it will feel better. Then it doesn't so I eat something else thinking that will help and before you know it I have eaten a bunch of junk and still have a migraine.
Tuesday, January 19, 2010
Sunday, May 03, 2009
"ENOUGH"
I received this in an email so cannot give credit to the author. I think it is an important story and thought I should keep it and share, I wish everyone who reads it, my friends and family "enough".
Recently I overheard a Father and daughter in their last moments together at the airport. They had announced the departure..
Standing near the security gate, they hugged and the Father said, 'I love you, and I wish you enough.'
The daughter replied, 'Dad, our life together has been more than enough. Your love is all I ever needed. I wish you enough, too, Dad'
They kissed and the daughter left. The Father walked over to the window where I was seated. Standing there I could see he wanted and needed to cry. I tried not to intrude on his privacy, but he welcomed me in by asking, 'Did you ever say good-bye to someone knowing it would be forever?'
'Yes, I have,' I replied. 'Forgive me for asking, but why is this a for ever good-bye?'.
'I am old, and she lives so far away. I have challenges ahead and the reality is - the next trip back will be for my funeral,' he said.
'When you were saying good-bye, I heard you say, 'I wish you enough.' May I ask what that means?'
He began to smile. 'That's a wish that has been handed down from other generations. My parents used to say it to everyone.' He paused a moment and looked up as if trying to remember it in detail, and he smiled even more. 'When we said, 'I wish you enough,' we were wanting the other person to have a life filled with just enough good things to sustain them.' Then turning toward me, he shared the following as if he were reciting it from memory.
I wish you enough sun to keep your attitude bright no matter how gray the day may appear.
I wish you enough rain to appreciate the sun even more.
I wish you enough happiness to keep your spirit alive and everlasting.
I wish you enough pain so that even the smallest of joys in life may appear bigger.
I wish you enough gain to satisfy your wanting.
I wish you enough loss to appreciate all that you possess.
I wish you enough hellos to get you through the final good- bye.
He then began to cry and walked away.
They say it takes a minute to find a special person, an hour to appreciate them, a day to love them; but then an entire life to forget them.
TAKE TIME TO LIVE......
To all my friends and loved ones, I WISH YOU ENOUGH.
I received this in an email so cannot give credit to the author. I think it is an important story and thought I should keep it and share, I wish everyone who reads it, my friends and family "enough".
Recently I overheard a Father and daughter in their last moments together at the airport. They had announced the departure..
Standing near the security gate, they hugged and the Father said, 'I love you, and I wish you enough.'
The daughter replied, 'Dad, our life together has been more than enough. Your love is all I ever needed. I wish you enough, too, Dad'
They kissed and the daughter left. The Father walked over to the window where I was seated. Standing there I could see he wanted and needed to cry. I tried not to intrude on his privacy, but he welcomed me in by asking, 'Did you ever say good-bye to someone knowing it would be forever?'
'Yes, I have,' I replied. 'Forgive me for asking, but why is this a for ever good-bye?'.
'I am old, and she lives so far away. I have challenges ahead and the reality is - the next trip back will be for my funeral,' he said.
'When you were saying good-bye, I heard you say, 'I wish you enough.' May I ask what that means?'
He began to smile. 'That's a wish that has been handed down from other generations. My parents used to say it to everyone.' He paused a moment and looked up as if trying to remember it in detail, and he smiled even more. 'When we said, 'I wish you enough,' we were wanting the other person to have a life filled with just enough good things to sustain them.' Then turning toward me, he shared the following as if he were reciting it from memory.
I wish you enough sun to keep your attitude bright no matter how gray the day may appear.
I wish you enough rain to appreciate the sun even more.
I wish you enough happiness to keep your spirit alive and everlasting.
I wish you enough pain so that even the smallest of joys in life may appear bigger.
I wish you enough gain to satisfy your wanting.
I wish you enough loss to appreciate all that you possess.
I wish you enough hellos to get you through the final good- bye.
He then began to cry and walked away.
They say it takes a minute to find a special person, an hour to appreciate them, a day to love them; but then an entire life to forget them.
TAKE TIME TO LIVE......
To all my friends and loved ones, I WISH YOU ENOUGH.
Wednesday, March 11, 2009
Cancer Does Not Discriminate
While my husband was undergoing treatment for cancer of the esophagus he went to the University of Arizona Cancer Center Radiation Department. During those visits with him just during the hour or so a day we were at the center, it was obvious that cancer does not care what age, sex or race a person is. We saw elderly men and women there who's bodies were in bad shape because of the toll cancer had taken on them. We saw women from Mexico and others of different races there from this area.
There were young people of both sexes as well. We talked to young mothers with newborns who were being treated for cervical cancer that was detected while being pregnant. A mother of 8 children, of different ages and handicaps who was suffering from breast cancer. There were other women of different ages suffering from breast cancer too. Another young mother of a small child who was now using a walker and being treated for brain cancer.
Men of all ages who were suffering prostate cancer or lung cancer.
A 12 year old with Hodgkin's lymphoma who traveled 3 hours one way a day for his treatment, five days a week. That was heart breaking as well as the 3 yr old there, that we did not find out what type of cancer she was being treated for.
Honestly they were all heartbreaking. We said prayers for them all and now wonder how they are doing.
One thing they all had in common was a positive attitude. I personally feel that along with the medical treatment, prayers and good thoughts from others that a positive attitude makes a difference in the outcome of the treatment.
So these days we do our best to eat better and exercise and take vitamins, but does any of that really matter when it comes to fighting a terrible demon like cancer?
While my husband was undergoing treatment for cancer of the esophagus he went to the University of Arizona Cancer Center Radiation Department. During those visits with him just during the hour or so a day we were at the center, it was obvious that cancer does not care what age, sex or race a person is. We saw elderly men and women there who's bodies were in bad shape because of the toll cancer had taken on them. We saw women from Mexico and others of different races there from this area.
There were young people of both sexes as well. We talked to young mothers with newborns who were being treated for cervical cancer that was detected while being pregnant. A mother of 8 children, of different ages and handicaps who was suffering from breast cancer. There were other women of different ages suffering from breast cancer too. Another young mother of a small child who was now using a walker and being treated for brain cancer.
Men of all ages who were suffering prostate cancer or lung cancer.
A 12 year old with Hodgkin's lymphoma who traveled 3 hours one way a day for his treatment, five days a week. That was heart breaking as well as the 3 yr old there, that we did not find out what type of cancer she was being treated for.
Honestly they were all heartbreaking. We said prayers for them all and now wonder how they are doing.
One thing they all had in common was a positive attitude. I personally feel that along with the medical treatment, prayers and good thoughts from others that a positive attitude makes a difference in the outcome of the treatment.
So these days we do our best to eat better and exercise and take vitamins, but does any of that really matter when it comes to fighting a terrible demon like cancer?
Saturday, March 07, 2009
Thursday, January 15, 2009
Memories and Music
Today my husband and I were taking a trip listening to his favorite music which is any music from the 60's.
We have XM satellite radio so are able to get the station anywhere we go. Listening to the music which we always do, when in a vehicle made me think of all the memories attached to the songs playing.
Songs I used to listen to while helping my mom clean house on Saturday mornings and the music she would play. Memories of a dance at the YWCA Y-Teen program during 7th grade. A dance made up by a friend and me on her front porch to go to a certain song, also in the 7th grade. A summer we lived in California and heard songs as they were released, with new friends at their home. Songs played at high school dances and songs we did Pom routines to. The early morning practices for Pom squad during the summer at the park and the music we danced to. Reminders of a summer spent in Denver with my grandmother and listening to the radio and missing my friends back home. The memories of the rides around town (cruisin) while in high school and after I got married.
The songs are so important to the many memories of my growing up. Some songs bring back good memories and others not so good, but it is amazing how a song can trigger a memory.
Today my husband and I were taking a trip listening to his favorite music which is any music from the 60's.
We have XM satellite radio so are able to get the station anywhere we go. Listening to the music which we always do, when in a vehicle made me think of all the memories attached to the songs playing.
Songs I used to listen to while helping my mom clean house on Saturday mornings and the music she would play. Memories of a dance at the YWCA Y-Teen program during 7th grade. A dance made up by a friend and me on her front porch to go to a certain song, also in the 7th grade. A summer we lived in California and heard songs as they were released, with new friends at their home. Songs played at high school dances and songs we did Pom routines to. The early morning practices for Pom squad during the summer at the park and the music we danced to. Reminders of a summer spent in Denver with my grandmother and listening to the radio and missing my friends back home. The memories of the rides around town (cruisin) while in high school and after I got married.
The songs are so important to the many memories of my growing up. Some songs bring back good memories and others not so good, but it is amazing how a song can trigger a memory.
Tuesday, October 28, 2008
Random Acts of Kindness Such a Blessing
As most who read this know my husband of 37 years was diagnosed with esophageal cancer in August. He will finally be starting treatment of radiation and chemotherapy next week. The treatments will be done in Tucson at the University of Arizona Medical center and the Veterans Administration hospital. Because of the distance and frequency of the treatment we will be staying in Tucson and possibly coming home on weekends if he feels like it.
Since the diagnosis we have made numerous trips to Tucson almost 2 or more a week. It has been hard for him as well as the family to deal with all that is going on and what is coming up in the future. The unknown and uncertainty. The only thing I do know is we will get through this with the help of everyone and the blessings from our Heavenly Father.
I have been blessed with so many random acts of kindness that I had to share how much it has meant to us and especially me. Thank you to anyone who has said a prayer or done anything on our behalf they mean more than you can even imagine.
Some of these random acts of kindness are cards from old friends, cards from family members, calls, postings on the caring bridge http://www.caringbridge.org/visit/budsjourney
things from a neighbors garden, a Halloween treat from a friend, postings on myspace http://www.myspace.com/scrapin_grandma, emails, ecards, and I am sure there are more I don't remember right at this moment. All I can do is thank my Heavenly Father for such wonderful family, friends and neighbors. I am so blessed.
Thank you all so very much.
I pray I can brighten someone elses day by doing a random act of kindness for them, that will mean as much as these random acts of kindness have meant to me.
As most who read this know my husband of 37 years was diagnosed with esophageal cancer in August. He will finally be starting treatment of radiation and chemotherapy next week. The treatments will be done in Tucson at the University of Arizona Medical center and the Veterans Administration hospital. Because of the distance and frequency of the treatment we will be staying in Tucson and possibly coming home on weekends if he feels like it.
Since the diagnosis we have made numerous trips to Tucson almost 2 or more a week. It has been hard for him as well as the family to deal with all that is going on and what is coming up in the future. The unknown and uncertainty. The only thing I do know is we will get through this with the help of everyone and the blessings from our Heavenly Father.
I have been blessed with so many random acts of kindness that I had to share how much it has meant to us and especially me. Thank you to anyone who has said a prayer or done anything on our behalf they mean more than you can even imagine.
Some of these random acts of kindness are cards from old friends, cards from family members, calls, postings on the caring bridge http://www.caringbridge.org/visit/budsjourney
things from a neighbors garden, a Halloween treat from a friend, postings on myspace http://www.myspace.com/scrapin_grandma, emails, ecards, and I am sure there are more I don't remember right at this moment. All I can do is thank my Heavenly Father for such wonderful family, friends and neighbors. I am so blessed.
Thank you all so very much.
I pray I can brighten someone elses day by doing a random act of kindness for them, that will mean as much as these random acts of kindness have meant to me.
Sunday, September 28, 2008
WAITING
Wow who would have thought that, this activity would be so hard to do. My husband and I were told on August 11th that he has esophageal cancer. Ok so my thought is now what when does treatment start?
Not that easy. He has had more tests and biopsies to see what stage it is. Well, this past Wed we were told it is stage 3 and it will be the 30th of Sept before we will see the oncologist and find out what the plan of treatment will be. They have said surgery is probably not an option because of his other health problems. So that leaves Chemo and radiation. So when will it start and what can we do? Hopefully that will be answered on Tuesday.
It has been made worse because of the mixups of people who are incompetient in their jobs and have no oversight to see that things are done as requested. I am very upset with the Veterans Administration for those problems. Yet on the other hand I am very thankful that he has that help or he would not get the treatment he needs.
If you read this and can send a prayer on his behalf that would be greatly appreciated. We know the power of prayer and have faith that with prayer and medical assistance he will make it through this journey of his life. Thank you and have a great day.
Wow who would have thought that, this activity would be so hard to do. My husband and I were told on August 11th that he has esophageal cancer. Ok so my thought is now what when does treatment start?
Not that easy. He has had more tests and biopsies to see what stage it is. Well, this past Wed we were told it is stage 3 and it will be the 30th of Sept before we will see the oncologist and find out what the plan of treatment will be. They have said surgery is probably not an option because of his other health problems. So that leaves Chemo and radiation. So when will it start and what can we do? Hopefully that will be answered on Tuesday.
It has been made worse because of the mixups of people who are incompetient in their jobs and have no oversight to see that things are done as requested. I am very upset with the Veterans Administration for those problems. Yet on the other hand I am very thankful that he has that help or he would not get the treatment he needs.
If you read this and can send a prayer on his behalf that would be greatly appreciated. We know the power of prayer and have faith that with prayer and medical assistance he will make it through this journey of his life. Thank you and have a great day.
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