Saturday, January 30, 2010
I thought I would have a look to see what it was like on the day I was born.
Here are some tidbits:
My date of conception was on or about 9 May 1973 which was a Wednesday. I'm guessing that was a birthday gift to my Dad or a Mothers Day poke for my Mom! HAHAHA
I was born on a Wednesday under the astrological sign Aquarius.
My opposition sign is Leo - HA! That is Sean!
As of 1/30/2010 8:40:43 PM EST
I am 36 years old.
I am 432 months old.
I am 1,878 weeks old.
I am 13,149 days old.
I am 315,596 hours old.
I am 18,935,800 minutes old.
I am 1,136,148,043 seconds old.
The 36 candles on my cake produce 37 BTUs,or 9,324 calories of heat. You can boil 4.23 ounces of water with that many candles.
Your age is the equivalent of a dog that is 5.14637964774951 years old.
My fortune cookie for life reads: Anger begins with folly, and ends with regret.
I was born in the Chinese year of the Tiger.
My birth flower is CARNATION
My birthstone is Garnet --> Garnet is used as a power stone.
My birth tree is Cypress Tree--> The Faithfulness
Top songs of 1974:
The Way We Were by Barbra Streisand
Seasons In the Sun by Terry Jacks
The Streak by Ray Stevens
Having My Baby by Paul Anka
Kung Fu Fighting by Carl DouglasBilly,
Don't Be a Hero by Bo Donaldson & the Heywoods
Annie's Song by John Denver
The Loco-Motion by Grand Funk
TSOP (The Sound of Philadelphia) by MFSB with the Three Degrees
I Can Help by Billy Swan
Celebrities who share my birthday:
Khleo Thomas (1989)
Christian Bale (1974)
Brett Butler (1958)
Phil Collins (1951)
Steve Marriott (1947)
Marty Balin (1942)
Dick Cheney (1941)
Vanessa Redgrave (1937)
Boris Spassky (1937)
Tammy Grimes (1934)
Louis Rukeyser (1933)
Gene Hackman (1930)
Dorothy Malone (1925)
Dick Martin (1922)
Franklin D. Roosevelt (1882)
There you go.....some random facts!
And the winner is....................
Please email me at ohara.c at rogers dot com and I will give you your code!
Friday, January 29, 2010
Thursday, January 28, 2010
3. How tall are you? 5’6”
52. Do you know how to play poker? I know how, but I suck at it.
Tuesday, January 26, 2010
I have discovered that Hysterectomy is not necessarily understood by many people I have spoken with lately. At first, I had found it amusing when people were surprised that I would no longer have a monthly visitor. Or that I could not have a baby! But as the comments kept coming - and they did A LOT! - I was starting to get annoyed. This of course can turn an already emotional situation worse for the person who has had the surgery.
I even had NURSES make insensitive comments to me. I am saying they are insensitive, because I would assume that they would know what a hysterectomy is. I am not a trained nurse so I can only assume.
Take scenario #1 - I had a pre-admit appointment and the nurse had to draw some blood, review the procedure being done and ask me some questions. "Are you currently pregnant?" this is a perfectly fine question because obviously they cannot do the surgery if I am pregnant. I answered "no". The next question baffled me......"Do you plan to be pregnant in the next 6 months?" Well gosh, let me think about that......ummmmm, how is that possible and where would I carry the baby??
Scenario #2 - after my surgery I was upset at the thought that I would never carry a baby inside me ever again. I was told by the nurse that I was lucky enough to still have my ovaries and that I could always have my eggs and Seans sperm implanted.........ummmmm, again, where the heck would I carry the baby??
Scenario #3 - I had to return to emergency after my surgery because of some complications. When we checked in, we gave the history of the surgery and the first question asked was "How old is your fetus?" Sean was ready to knock someone out.
Now I do want to say, this is not a slam to nurses. I think nurses do a fantastic job. I just unfortunately encountered a few that were probably having a bad day, possibly tired or quite frankly does not enjoy their job and couldn't give a crap what I was going thru.
I guess the point of my ramble is this......when someone has had a hysterectomy, the LAST thing you should talk to them about is babies and periods. Just don't. It won't end well.
Thats my ramble for today. Clearly needed to get this off my chest.
Thanks for listening ;)
Monday, January 25, 2010
I am thinking... that there are so many things that we take for granted and it is not until we lose the ability or someone close to us that we realize it. Unfortunate.
I am thankful for... my husband and son, who have helped me out so much the past two weeks while I recover from my surgery. They have both shown such dedication, support and selflessness that I will always appreciate it. They have made the past weeks easier.
From the kitchen... Tonight is leftovers. I have some pretty amazing friends who have been bringing over meals to help us out. My fridge is full! Tonight is Italian Casserole.
I am wearing... My new black and white yoga suit my mom and dad bought me to be comfortable in. It really does feel comfortable!!
I am creating... a lot of things in my head, now to just get them to my scrap table! I have an idea that I have been toying with to make for a friend who has just lost her Mama to cancer. I think it will be healing for her. I also need to get caught up on some classes I have enrolled in.
I am going... to continue to get well, in all aspects - body, mind and spirit. It has proven to be more challenging than I thought it would be. But I am going to stick to my plan and not falter.
I am reading... more these days. I have been clearing out my blog reader and I just finished Letter to my Daughter. It was ok. Starting a new book tonight.
I am hoping... that I can find the right words to comfort my friend and that I can get creating on a gift for her.
I am hearing... The rain hit the windows. I love that sound, but it makes me sleepy!
Around the house... I am surrounded by cards and beautiful flower arrangements that have been sent to me. They make me smile each and everytime I look at them.
One of my favourite things... lately it has been Fresca. I just can't get enough of it! Which is bad, I know but just tastes refreshing!
A Few Plans For The Rest Of The Week... Tricia is joining me to watch a movie today. Tomorrow and wednesday I will be supporting my friend Sandra as she says her final goodbye to her mama at the funeral. Wednesday I also have my appt with the surgeon to check how everything is going. Fingers crossed for good results. Saturday is my birthday, I will be 36 and the family is coming over for dinner and birthday cake! Other than that, it will be continuing to take it easy and heal.
Here is a picture I thought I would share... this was taken at Great Wolf Lodge at the beginning of the month. I love his smile!
Sunday, January 24, 2010
one hour ago: I was having a cuddle with Jonah on the couch.
one day ago: I was comforting my best friend Sandra as best I could as she prepared to say goodbye to her mother.
one week ago: I was 4 days post surgery and having some difficulty getting adjusted.
one month ago: I was cooking up a storm for Christmas dinner with my family! And we were sick!
one year ago: I was reeling from a phone call that Uncle Ken is ready for his trip up to heaven. I was (and still am) broken about it.
one decade ago: I was excited to be turning 26. Felt like it was a new chaper in my life.
one hour from now: I will be attempting to shower on my own. Amazing the abilities you take for granted.
one day from now: I will continue to be the shoulder my friend needs.
one week from now: I will be a lot better and will have the positive results from surgery.
one month from now: I will have a 7 year old. OMG. I could puke right now. Seems like yesterday.
one year from now: I will be stronger, healthier and WELL.
one decade from now: I will have a teenage son, who will be old enough to drive. I think I just felt a grey hair protrude. And I gagged re reading the line.
Saturday, January 23, 2010
I couldn't help laugh out loud when Jonah said to his Daddy:
"Wow Daddy, you're pretty strong for an old guy!"
That's my brave lil fella Jonah.
Friday, January 22, 2010
Thursday, January 21, 2010
- He is the most sensitive child I have ever met.
- He understands that sometimes other peoples needs have to go before his.
- His heart breaks for others who are experiencing difficulty.
- He loves unconditionally.
- He is frickin funny!
- He wants to be with his Momma for always, even when he moves to England to marry Olivia, he told me he wants me to move with him. *mush*
- He is generous.
- He wants to buy his Momma an orange kitty and name her Princess Peach because that is her favourite character on Mario Brothers.
My boy Jonah. So love him.
Enjoy your thursday!
Tuesday, January 19, 2010
I am back home from the hospital recovering. My surgery went very well, better than the doctor expected actually. The lesion was not cancer, it was scar tissue *insert happy dance here*
I will get the results of the masses in 2-3 weeks. Think good thoughts!
The recovery is a lot harder than I thought. Today was actually a hard day. Feels like nothing is "right" with my body. Add that to the regular discomfort and my emotions and you got yourself a sobbing, swearing red head. FanFreakinTastic!
I know I have to be patient. I know I have to rest. I know it will get better.
Slowly but surely I am recovering.
The good news is, the surgery is over, results are VERY positive and I am on my way to wellness.
The flowers, jammies and cooked meals are pretty frickin awesome too ;)
Thank you for all your sweet comments, emails, thoughts and prayers.
Monday, January 18, 2010
Why did we have to wait for this tragedy to acknowledge the despair??
Will we still be trying to raise the funds in a week, a month? Or only until the next distraction comes along - maybe when Michael Jacksons doctor goes on trial, or when Heidi Montag decides on yet another plastic surgery? Just like many tragedies, this will get bumped from the headlines quicker than NBC dumped Conan for Leno.
I am all for awareness and fundraising. I just wish it didn't have to take a tragedy to bring it forward.
I know you are asking, so Char, what are YOU doing to help out? How are YOU keeping the awareness alive?
I honestly don't know. Writing a cheque just doesn't seem to be enough. We have been teaching Jonah about giving and those less fortunate and I don't want that lesson to be lost.
My mind is turning.
Something has to be done. Something. I just don't know what I can do.
Friday, January 15, 2010
Monday, January 11, 2010
I was never a fan of that song. Always turned it off when it came on the radio. Oddly enough, the last couple of days I have been saying that line in my head. Just that one line. Why? Because that it how I am feeling about my upcoming surgery.
My male readers - this may be your time to check out ;)
When I was a young gal, I was told I would not have a baby. I had a lot of "issues" in that area and the doctors prepared me to be childless. Even put it in my head that even if I DID get pregnant, the chance of me having a healthy baby were slim, that I probably wouldn't carry to full term and could possibly hurt myself in the process. I was lucky enough to have a doctor who believed it would happen. And it did. On Tuesday February 11, 2003, I gave birth to the most precious baby boy. My Jonah.
Now, it wasn't a perfect pregnancy and the problems that I had before came back - even worse. I suffered a miscarriage and also had a mass in my uterus. I had surgery to repair and I was cancer-free. Apparently my uterus decided to be a bitch and have an attitude. Here I am again, with 2 more masses and a lesion. Pain that actually makes me pass out. I went to the doctors, specialists and they only had one resolution.
This Wednesday, I am having a hysterectomy.
I would say most, if not all, of my friends responded the exact same way. With a "I am so relieved for you" or "Oh that is so great!" and even a "congratulations!". Meanwhile, I was torn apart.
Now don't get me wrong, I am a logical person. I KNOW that this is the right step for my health, for my WELLNESS. But my emotions tend to overrule logic. Me, emotional? Imagine that!!
The part that I am having a hard time with is saying goodbye to a vital piece of me. I was told for a long time that I would not have a baby. I did and now they want to take out that piece. They are taking out my Jonah home. My Jonah Home. His first home. I am in tears just writing this, this is how much it bothers me. The fact that they are just going to chuck it in the trash when it carried so much meaning to me. I can't bear it.
I received a wonderful email from my friend Sheri, who I have known since we were little girls. She told me that I am not losing Jonah's first home. His first home was my in my heart and soul. I had a good cry. Of course she is right. And I know that. I just have a hard time letting go.
I have awesome family and friends who are supportive and doing what they can to assure me that it will all be ok. Love and support, not just empty words. It is that which will help me say goodbye.
Because saying goodbye is never an easy thing.
Thursday, January 7, 2010
- Altered Advent Calendar - ok I know it is January, but I figure if I get the ball rolling now it just may be done come Decemeber! I just need to find one in stock without having to pay thru my....well, you know.
- Altered Clipboard for MYSELF. Last May, I went to Cape Code with a bunch of wonderful gals. Monica helped me complete a clipboard for Jonahs teacher as an end of the year gift. I liked it so much I wanted one for myself. Lee helped me gather the required supplies that would be perfect for me. Now I just have to get it done.
- Wellness Album - Since my little word for 2010 is Wellness, I thought it would be a great idea to document that journey! I am not sure how yet. Maybe layouts, may just be journalling, maybe some inspiring quotes. The idea came to me when I was cleaning up my scrap area and sorting thru my fabulous box of goodies from my friend Kyla! It has an album in there that I think will be perfect!
- Me: The Abridged Version - my very first Cathy Z class. I had enrolled in the class but then we had some upset personally. Instead of cancelling, Cathy suggested I complete the class at a later date and that the journalling could be healing for me. She was right! (Of course!). I have started some journalling and it definately comes at the perfect time. Lots of emotion to pour out. I really want to get this one done.
- Design Your Life - my 2nd Cathy Z class. This is a larger scale class. I wasn't going to join given the timeframe but I had many enablers! (cough...Barb...cough cough...Monica.....cough....Lee). I am SOOOO glad I have these enablers. First week and I can already tell this class is worth it! Again, with my surgery being next week, I will have to put this class off.
- Altered Chipboard Albums - I have 3 to finish! I am almost done BEACH, kit is ready for FAMILY and Santa brought me the BELIEVE album that I still have to gather supplies for.
- Digital Scrapping - I have the PSE, now I just need to take a tutorial to LEARN how to do it and give it a try! I have many fabulous templates to help me along the way.
- Layouts! I have taken some classes and learned some new techniques. Now, its time to get them down on layouts!!
Tuesday, January 5, 2010
In 2009 I selected the word STRIVE. I chose that for many reasons and really did think that it was a good word!
Little did I know that it would reflect much more than I anticipated.
The meaning of Strive, as indicated in the dictionary means:
- to exert oneself vigorously; try hard; to make strenuous efforts toward any goal:
Perfect! That is what I wanted to do!
My plans for 2009 were:
- STRIVE to be a better mom each day
- STRIVE to learn more about my hobby
- STRIVE to be healthier
- STRIVE to learn forgiveness
Now that 2009 has ended, I googled the word Strive again to see how it played against my year. I found these additional meanings:
- to contend in opposition, battle, or any conflict; compete.
- to struggle vigorously, as in opposition or resistance: to strive against fate.
- to rival; vie.
Boy! Is that ever true!!
I battled many things in 2009 - many which had great lessons and many which had great heartache.
- Deaths, unemployment, illness, car accident, kidney stones, broken elbow, intense physio, more deaths, being un-invited to a funeral, generally not being well!
I struggled vigorously - mostly to not lose my mind!
Rival - an on-going battle with Sean's family that continued even after death.
But.....at the end of it all, I survived.
I initially thought my little word for 2010 would be Survival. But I did that last year and I don't want to set a goal that assumes more bad things will come my way. I wanted to select a word that will really reflect my goals for 2010.
Without a doubt in my mind, I have selected the perfect word for myself:
For my mind, body and spirit, I want WELLNESS. No....I NEED wellness.
I am not going to sit back and hope this happens. I have made a plan for myself and I owe it to my family to make it happen. I am even going to document my wellness journey.
My first step for wellness is accepting that I have to have a hysterectomy. It has been scheduled for January 13th. This will help make my body well but it is up to me to make my mind well about it. I am working on it, I really am.
Wellness in 2010 is my goal and it's a goal that I am confident will be achieved.
Do you have a little word? Please share it with me!
Monday, January 4, 2010
My nephews - James and Ryan. My handsome men. Rarely do I get a photo of them when they are both smiling!