Health, Bangs & Crap TV
The Upside of Pneumonia? Several people have told me I look thinner. However, with all the steroids I'm STILL taking (4 more days) I'm all bloated and feel like a human water bottle. Yay for stress and pneumonia inducing weight loss. Umm. I guess? I'd still rather not have had pneumonia.
Also on the looks front, I am considering bangs for the first time since I was in grade school. I really wanted a Bettie Page haircut a few years ago but at that point my hair was still too curly thanks to the magical curling power of chemo. Now that my hair is no longer curly but rather wavy, I'm wondering how bangs would look. Must consult with my friend/hairdresser Gerry.
Also on the health front, I met an energy healer on Saturday. She is really interesting and really amazing. I met her through my mother. She worked on me for literally 5 minutes at my bakery. When she started I had a headache. When she was done, I didn't. She doesn't touch you, just waves her hands around you. Her technique is based on a combination of acupuncture and reiki techniques. What was really amazing was that never having met me, she was able to tell things about my damaged left lung. For instance, she could tell I have an elevated diaphragm. And through the 2 layers of shirts I had on, she knew EXACTLY where the 11" scar is on my back, not even knowing that I had had lung surgery. I could feel her doing SOMETHING, even though she wasn't touching me. Very strange and cool. If anyone is interested in doing a session with her let me know. Her rates are really really reasonable. I can email you her info.
On a completely different side of the spectrum: The reality shows on Bravo, for the most part, are truly truly AWFUL (with the exception of Project Runway and Top Chef). Why do I let myself get sucked into CRAP like Millionaire Matchmaker and Make Me a Supermodel? If I even watch ten minutes of the absolutely horrendous looking Real Housewives of of New York, someone please please please throw something at me. Or take away my cable. Although I am looking forward to the new series that Bravo is introducing about dance. Cause dance rocks!
I seem to finally be pulling myself out of the mental slump I've been it. It's about damn time!
Also on the looks front, I am considering bangs for the first time since I was in grade school. I really wanted a Bettie Page haircut a few years ago but at that point my hair was still too curly thanks to the magical curling power of chemo. Now that my hair is no longer curly but rather wavy, I'm wondering how bangs would look. Must consult with my friend/hairdresser Gerry.
Also on the health front, I met an energy healer on Saturday. She is really interesting and really amazing. I met her through my mother. She worked on me for literally 5 minutes at my bakery. When she started I had a headache. When she was done, I didn't. She doesn't touch you, just waves her hands around you. Her technique is based on a combination of acupuncture and reiki techniques. What was really amazing was that never having met me, she was able to tell things about my damaged left lung. For instance, she could tell I have an elevated diaphragm. And through the 2 layers of shirts I had on, she knew EXACTLY where the 11" scar is on my back, not even knowing that I had had lung surgery. I could feel her doing SOMETHING, even though she wasn't touching me. Very strange and cool. If anyone is interested in doing a session with her let me know. Her rates are really really reasonable. I can email you her info.
On a completely different side of the spectrum: The reality shows on Bravo, for the most part, are truly truly AWFUL (with the exception of Project Runway and Top Chef). Why do I let myself get sucked into CRAP like Millionaire Matchmaker and Make Me a Supermodel? If I even watch ten minutes of the absolutely horrendous looking Real Housewives of of New York, someone please please please throw something at me. Or take away my cable. Although I am looking forward to the new series that Bravo is introducing about dance. Cause dance rocks!
I seem to finally be pulling myself out of the mental slump I've been it. It's about damn time!