Messages By: valhatt2

Sorry how is everyone?  I meant to post a message to you all and somehow my mind went blank.  Maybe I should leave the emote blank.  I heard this the other night and thought it was so good.  Anyway I am doing well.  I got on the scales tonight and so far I have only gained 2 lbs.  I have been trying to eat well, but would really like to meet the dietician.  I have to remember to call them tomorrow and jog their memory.  I want to start October with enough ammunition to at least not gain 50 lbs.  I am watching the show Biggest Loser on the t.v. and find it quite interesting.  I also have gone onto their website to get some good input.  I won't go full tilt until after this Chemo thing is over.

 "A Woman" 

 

  

 

 

  

 

                                                                         
"Be very careful if you make a woman cry,

  

 

because God counts her tears. 

  

 

 

  

 

The woman came out of a man's rib. Not from

  

 

his feet to be walked on.  

  

 

 

  

 

Not from his head to be superior, but
from the side to be equal.  

  

 

 

  

 

Under the arm to be
protected,  and next to the heart

  

 

to be loved."

  

 

 

  

 

 "A Woman"

This is written in the Hebrew Talmud, the book
where all of the  sayings and preaching of
Rabbis are conserved over time.

  

 

 

  

 

 

  

 

                                                                         
It says: "Be very careful if you make a woman cry,

  

 

because God counts her tears. 

  

 

 

  

 

The woman came out of a man's rib. Not from

  

 

his feet to be walked on.  

  

 

 

  

 

Not from his head to be superior, but
from the side to be equal.  

  

 

 

  

 

Under the arm to be
protected,  and next to the heart

  

 

to be loved."

  

 

 

  

 

I have to tell you I'm not sure I'm real happy about turning 53.  

 Anyway got to share this phone call from my grand-daughter.  She called and wished me a happy birthday tonight cause she won't be around on Sunday.  Anyway she asked me how old I was.  I said on Sunday I will be 53.  I heard this great big sigh over the line and then she said" Grammie that is so old, did they have cars back wen you were a little girl?  I wanted to jump through the phone line and smack her, but I laughed instead.  It was just asked in such innocence I couldn't be angry. 

Old age, I decided, is a gift.
I am now, probably for the first time in my life, the person I have always wanted to be.  Oh, not my body!  I sometime despair over my body ... the wrinkles, the baggy eyes, and the sagging butt.
And often I am taken aback by that old person that lives in my
mirror, but I don't agonize over those things for long.

I would never trade my amazing friends, my wonderful life, my loving family for less gray hair or a flatter belly.  As I've aged, I've become more kind to myself, and less critical of myself.  I've become my own friend.  I don't chide myself for eating that extra cookie, or for not making my bed, or for buying that silly cement gecko that I didn't need, but looks so avante garde on my patio.  I am entitled to overeat, to be messy, to be extravagant.  I have seen too many dear friends leave this world too soon; before they understood the great freedom that comes with aging.
Whose business is it if I choose to read or play on the computer until 4 a.m., and sleep until noon?
I will dance with myself to those wonderful tunes of the 60's, and if I, at the   same time, wish to weep over a lost love... I will.
I will walk the beach in a swim suit that is stretched over a bulging body, and will dive into the waves with abandon if I choose to, despite the pitying glances from the bikini set.
They, too, will get old.
I know I am sometimes forgetful.  But there again, some of life is just as well forgotten ... and I eventually remember the important things.
Sure, over the years my heart has been broken.
How can your heart not break when you lose a loved one, or when a child suffers, or even when a beloved pet gets hit by a car?  But broken hearts are what give us strength and understanding and compassion.  A heart never broken is pristine and sterile and will never know the joy of being imperfect.
I am so blessed to have lived long enough to have my hair turn gray, and to have my youthful laughs be forever etched into deep grooves on my face. So many have never laughed, and so many have died before their hair could turn silver.  I can say "no", and mean it.  I can say "yes", and mean it.
As you get older, it is easier to be positive.
You care less about what other people think.
I don't question myself anymore.
I've even earned the right to be wrong.

So, to answer your question, I like being old.
It has set me free.
I like the person I have become.
I am not going to live forever, but while I am still here,
I will not waste time lamenting what could have been, or worrying about what will be.  And I shall eat dessert every single day.

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Hello everyone!!!!!!! The first thing I am happy about is the fact that I have only 3 more Chemo sessions to go through.  We will meet the oncologist, and me and discuss what the options I have after that.  The 2nd thing is that I made somebody who was at the Cancer clinic with me feel better.  This poor woman was so scared and upset, that even though I wasn't feeling so up myself, I just felt the need to talk to her.  By the time our sessions were over, she was at least smiling and she said that I had made her otherwise upsetting day bearable.  I FELT SO GOOD, and it ended up making me not so upset myself.  It's amazing how that works uh?  The thing that I'm not so happy about is that I was weighed today and I have gone up from 174 to 178.  I just looked at the nurse and told her okay the first time on Chemo I went to 180 does this mean this time the weight demons are making me shoot for 200!!!!! She laughed so hard the tears were streaming down her face, and her mascara ran.  I looked at her and said I'm serious, I'll have to contact  Biggest Loser and tell them that I need to be on their show.  She said through chuckling and wiping her tears, she said" My dear you don't need to go that drastic, because once you are off the steroids you will loose the weight again, believe me.  I said to her" I hope so because I don't know where I would go to get fitted for a tent.  She went off into hysterics again.  I ask you is that funny?  If so then my humor hasn't failed me yet.

I am just so excited to finally meet her.  Hmm!!!!1 bouncing on the ball, hmm that might clear out Tim's but it's going to take more than that to scare me off Nikki.   I too must run and get ready.  I haven't been eating that well today, so I must see if I can get a sandwich on my tummy.  Just to much good stuff at Tims' that if I go there hungry I will indulge in things I shouldn't.  Take care everyone and I'[m hopping on the bus too.  I will see a dietcian at the end of the month.  So till then I'm careful of what I'm eating.  I[m trying to make healthy choices.

I had so much fun last night meeting Nikki.  I couldn't believe when I looked at my watch that an hour and a half had passed.  It just seemed like two good friends just got together and the time flew.  I just wanted to sit there and never move.  Nikki you are one special person, and thanks for letting me meet you.  I think I did most of the talking, so next time it's your turn.  I am anxious to meet with the other two now.  I came home last night and was just so relaxed.  I must admit I was afraid that maybe we wouldn't hit it off so well, but that was stupid of me.  I jumped on the scale tonight, and I am proud of myself.  I haven't gained but I haven't lost either.  I know this will come.  The docter finally called and told me that I will meet with a group of people at the Dartmouth General and that will put me on the road to good eating habits.  I am scheduled for the 2nd week of October and I think he told me it was a Tuesday.  I have to call him again on Monday to confirm, because I put the paper up and can't remember where I put it.  Anyway all take care and I promised Nikki that I would be in here more often, and I will make that same promise to all of you.  I will try my best to be in here every night.

Sorry this week has been a total washout.  I am eating like a horse and ballooning out like a blimp.  I had an appointment with the dietician , but they called on my cell and said they would have to re-schedule as they had over-booked.  Oh well, that's life I guess.  I am eating much healthier than I was so maybe my body is just adjusting.  I eat a bowl of cereal for breakfast, with some fruit on top, mid morning I am having a sm container of unsweetned applesauce, lunch I have a sandwich of some kind and a  banana or a soup, and supper I generally have a baby's dinner plate of whatever hubby makes.  I try to drink one glass of milk a day(UGGGGGGGGGGGGGGG) and also try to have a yogurt before bed.  All in all I think I am doing ok, but the scale on Sunday morning will tell the tale.  Nikki, you are so good!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!  You are going to look like Twiggy if you keep it up, but I am so very proud of you.  You will do it, I'm sure of it.  The next time we get together you will be a whole new person.