I got a call last night at 9:00. I was already in bed. My mom was worried because of yesterday's post about my possible surgery. Well, I thought I'd written pretty positively about it all but of course she's my mom, she worries. I really don't want worries or think this is anything to worry about. We gotta think positive! I was really looking at the bright side of things when I said this diagnosis has really helped me take so much better care of myself and find some resources in my community for doing so. I'm really happy about that!
Of course I'm not happy about surgery but who would be? I really don't like surgery and I really don't think the medical model of just "cutting it out of me" is the best one. Why is my body growing ovarian cysts, breast lumps and "nodules" on my parathyroid? I try to look at the big picture. It's all one body, and these things are all tied together. I'm working on it.
And maybe, just maybe what I've worked on mentally, physically and spiritually has helped with the parathyroid thing. We can still be praying for normal tests, right?! That's where I'm at today. Thanks for all your prayers!
Above pictures are of my yummy breakfast routine. I used to hate oatmeal. For a kid who grew up on boxed cold cereals, oatmeal was too mushy and bland. Well, my taste buds have totally changed and thanks to my nutritionist Jennette, I've begun to like the soothing-to-my-tummy feel and taste of oatmeal. Of course, I've learned to put nuts and berries or raisins and maple syrup or brown sugar in it. Butter, too, because we all need good fats in our diet (of course, we buy local butter from pasture-raised grassfed cows because you can't call grain-fed animal products "good", we've learned).
This breakfast is very sustainable too. The pecans are not local but sent by my in-laws from their property in Virginia. Thank you for them! They are so fresh and good and feel like such an extravagence. Of course, we have to crack our own. I've found that four whole pecans cracked into my oatmeal are just enough. More than that would be tasty but too much work! The oats are bought in bulk at the co-op. The raspberries are from a neighbor; they've been frozen since summer just waiting to go into the oatmeal. And I should've used our local maple syrup instead of brown sugar, but this day we'd run out, and we still had brown sugar around from Christmas cookie baking. Oh well. Did I tell you I feel better than ever since eating this way?
Have a good day, Lisa
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