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How Not to be Called Sir

I walked 1,429 steps yesterday. How did you do? Are you doing your one healthy thing every day this week? What are you going to do today? I have rehab. And if I don't go there, I'm headed to my apt. gym. So get off your butt and do something. And if you are brave enough, send me a picture of it.

How can I tell how far I've walked? If you want to know how far you've walked, the following is a good rule of thumb:

1,000 steps is approximately 1/2 mile
Every 2,000 steps is equal to about 1 mile, so ...

2,000 steps = 1 mile
3,000 steps = 1/2 miles
4,000 steps = 2 miles
10,000 steps = 5 miles

I finally wore the right outfit not to be called sir yesterday. A pink tank top with a blouse over it and my complete feat of enginerd genius push up bra. Now granted, when I lost weight, the bra doesn't quite fit right anymore. I mean you could fit a few chicken cutlets in each cup now, but it still does the trick and makes me look like I have some giant tatas, even though it's like half empty.

I also wore my giant dangly earrings and some rings and bracelets. A true "Texan" woman knows how to accessorize. Even a bald one. I think today I am going to put some glitter on my head. My hair is growing in, but it's so patchy looking. It's sad when you envy women whose hair is like half and inch long. Or at least growing in evenly. Oh well. I'm so so freaking glad it's starting to grow.

Guess why I woke up this morning craving Hawaiian Punch, Little Debbies and Pop Tarts????

Could it be... why yes... it is....

The cells in my bone marrow are 100% engrafted as MY BROTHERS. So not only am I in remission, but on Day 57 (or sooner) all of my cells are gone and my brothers stud cells are in there growing away. This is really good news, apparently. The cells are still pretty new like a baby, but at least all my bad ones are long gone. Lets hope it stays that way.

Yipee!!!! So now I just pray that I stay on target and keep healthy and continue to get stronger.

So last night I was watching Boston Legal. I think I watched most of it, but barely remember Mom coming in to turn the tv off. I was still half sitting up. And had sort of passed out. I can't even stay up past ten. I feel like a 12 year old. But damn. Denny Crane. Love him.

At least I slept until about 4:30. I will gladly take that.

Last night I dreamed I owned a moisturizer store. Like that's all we sold. All different kinds. I think it is because my skin is still super dry from the radiation. I still look kind of tan. And I moisturize like 24/7 with some great stuff, but I guess it's just the nature of the beast, my skin is still like weirdly dry all the time. I'm going to try to drink more water today to see if that makes a difference.

I have a clinic appointment today then I get Thursday off. Nother appointment on Friday, then a great three day weekend again. I can handle this schedule.

I've been reading one of those Chicken Soup books. This one is for the "Survivor's Soul." Except I don't think it has the word cancer on the cover, but it's all stories of hope from cancer survivors. It's skeeving me out. It's like all these people had shitty lives until they were diagnosed with cancer. And then *poof,* they suddenly were made aware that life can be great and to enjoy every minute "cos you never know."

Ok. How sad is that? Does it really take a life threatening disease to make you appreciate and live your life?

Now I'm not going to get all sanctimonious and say that I've not had some of those realizations. Since I was diagnosed, I will say that I really really appreciate my friends and family much more now than before. I could not love my friends and family more, but when the shit hit the fan here, they just like... mobilized. And it wasn't lip service. They truly have done some amazing things for me (as have so many of you). They have taken such great care of me and assured me that they would help carry the burden of the many things that are difficult to deal with when you are sick. I can't imagine going through this on your own. So their support has been incredible.

But I really did feel so blessed even before all of this. I mean, look at Zoe. How could you not look at that sweet face and just feel like the luckiest woman alive? I feel so proud and honored to be her mom. Gosh I miss her. It's only Wednesday and I can't wait until Friday. (please pray that no one is sick so I can see her).

So all that stuff I tell you all the time really is true. Don't wait to have fun. Don't wait to appreciate your life and your loved ones. Don't wait to be happy. Choose to be happy. Um. TODAY.

Ok. I think my upstairs neighbor has a dog. It's like super early and I can hear all this like jumping around. Yesterday someone was listening to opera at like 6am. My next door neighbor knocked on my wall like it was me. I gently knocked back and wanted to say... uh... hello. I'm not opera girl. I'm just the one who is up all night writing about birds attacking my head.

I can do this. I'm engrafting (doesn't that sound sexy).

Your assignment today is to eat breakfast for dinner. Shake it up a bit. Find yourself some great recipe or make some pancakes shaped like hearts or mickey mouse or something. I am fixin to eat some breakfast tacos with salsa. Sometimes when your life gets into a rut, it's fun to do something different.

And "stay on target" this week with the healthy stuff. Eat as many healthy meals as you can and get off your ass. Try to move for 30 minutes, even if it's housework or just walking.

ATTN COUCH / COMPUTER POTATOES:
I'm actually contemplating starting back with the president's fitness challenge thing until I'm strong enough to get back with my Body for Life Challenge (which is a super high fitness challenge)

I thought about starting a President's Debu_team (Sis#1 did this with a bunch of friends). Basically you try to do 30 minutes of activity 5 times a week. They give you points for all kinds of activiites. And there is a challenge for those with higher fitness levels. Email me if you are interested and I'll start a team. It's cool because it has some accountability and flexibility (like points for housework). And I'll stay on your ass when you feel lazy.

I love you internets. But today especially Shoshie. I love all the sisters, but today is for my Shosh.

B, that absolutely *was* a perfect date, by the way.

Posted by debutaunt at April 26, 2006 06:33 AM