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Remembering 9-11-01

Sep 11, 2011 - 1 comments

I was teaching school, 4th grade, on the day our country was attacked. Before school started, (it was around 8 a.m. here in Idaho) I watched with other teachers the t.v. in the office. It was shocking, unbelievable when the 2nd plane hit and we all knew it wasn't a freak accident. Confused, we all went to our classes when the bell rang. If any of the students knew anything, they didn't say a thing until after first recess where the news out on the playground spread like wildfire. As the kids came pouring into my room they asked if I'd heard about the attacks. By then the Pentagon had also been hit. I told them I had and I stopped my normal lesson to listen to their concerns. One little girl, Rachael, asked, "are we all going to die?" I reassured her we would be okay and that we had the greatest country in the world that would take care of us all. I told them it reminded me of that attack of Pearl Harbor and someone  asked, "What is Pearl Harbor?" So we had a mini lesson on World War II and talked about Hitler. Someone asked, "Who was Hitler?" I explained and then talked about Osama Bin Laden and others who were the bullies of the world. During the discussion I thought about my son who was so close to Washington D.C serving a church mission and hoped he was safe.

Little did I know how much more personal this day would mean to me. Already concerned about what was happening in our country , and about my son whom I wanted to hear from, the word came that one of our own former neighbors hadn't been accounted for at the Pentagon where he worked. The next day the word came that he'd been in the part of the Pentagon that had been hit and he was killed. Our small little community wept for his family. A week later or so he was remembered at a military funeral here at our local church. All of the streets, including those that led from the freeway were lined with American flags that gently waved in the breeze as a tribute to him as he was brought back home to his final place of rest. Sad, sad, sad it was.

As for my son...he'd been in a meeting a few blocks from the Pentagon so he coudn't get out because of traffic until that evening. He finally got a phone call through to us to reassure us that he was okay.

A day I'll never forget.

Can't complain

Sep 08, 2011 - 1 comments

As I read other people's stories about PVCs and PACs and how they struggle with them, my heart goes out to them and yet I feel a little guilty. I have PACs and have had quite a few in the last week, but they aren't anything I can't manage. They just make me aware of how important it is to stay hydrated, eat right, and get enough sleep and handle stress in a way that it doesn't feel like the world is ending. Things can be really bad sometimes. The other night I had a very serious thing happen in my family that was devastating but could have been so much more. I love the book, "Don't Sweat the Small Stuff."  The author adds to that that it is all small stuff. When you're right in the middle of it, it is hard to imagine that you will feel any different but in reality it is only a moment (and some moments are very long). I've had very difficult things happen in my life, things I didn't think I could bear and didn't want to bear and that weren't my fault. But each day brings a new sun with new experiences...a new page in my life. It doesn't do any good to look back at the other pages other than to learn from them. Life is good.

Vagal nerve

Aug 03, 2011 - 3 comments

My acid reflux was really bothering me yesterday so I googled vagal nerve because I've read that it can affect acid reflux and the heart. I wondered what the connection was. I found out that if the vagal nerve is damaged, or irritated it can cause arrythmias, acid reflux due to digestion problems, CHOKING,and  swallowing problems all of which I have.  So I thought about going to a neurologist but decided....what would they tell me? They'd either say I had a problem or not or put me on some med or tell me to just live with it. So I guess there's no point in getting help. I choose to just live with it and in the mean time, I'll research things that can be done naturally like losing weight. I'm sure my weight might be irritating the vagal nerve. So this is a great motivator to do what I have to do.

A new week

Aug 01, 2011 - 2 comments

This is a new day and a new week. I've got to take control of what goes into my mouth. I REALLY like food. I like to cook it, smell it taste it and it likes me because it just sticks around all over my body which isn't good for me. I want my cake and eat it too. I went online last night (CJ Banks) and put some clothes on my wish list which I know will be just a tad bit small so I've got to kick it into gear and get this weight off.

I've had a few of those dizzy spells for the last few days but no shooting pains in the heart. Don't know what to do with that. I've actually wondered if I'm having some tiny strokes which is a scary thought. So that is another reason to get this weight off. With my insulin resistance, high triglycerides, and weight, I'm a prime candidate for a stroke. I think I might try going to a naturepath for this. Seems like when I go to the docs they want to put me on meds which I hate. They help for one problem only to cause another. I've also looked at going on a green juice diet. I have the juicer and done some juicing but really??? I don't like it. I just need to do what I need to do and not think about it. When I write next week, I hope to report positive progress.