So here I am thinking that my beloved friend, Miss Crabapple herself has abandoned me. I have been emailing her like crazy
and have received no reply. And then just now upon this very day, Friday the 13th, what should appear in my in messages
but an email from my beloved, via eBay, thank you very much. Oh Sandrala, I have missed you so, you have no idea. I only now
came to my blog to see your comments because you are first informing me that your computer is down and that you've been
leaving me messages here. OH MY G'D and Hallelujah, you have not deserted me at all. I was going all paranoid, thinking what had I done to offend you. I just couldn't figure out why I had stopped hearing from you especially since I had finally
found and emailed you "Think Pink", the poem by my ex, Michael, from the 1980's. Tra La Boom Dee AAAA, I'm so relieved and
thrilled to find you again.
This blogs for you!
I have not had a cigarette since Tuesday, September 26th! Miracle, no kidding! My surgery is scheduled for Wednesday, October 25th. YES! And I have adhered to a ridgid post op diet since this past Tuesday. Another miracle!!!!
I continue with weekly accupunture treatments and am so grateful to have this and the nurturing practioner in my life.
I know this is helping me alot.
The past week has been rather intense for me. I've been alot on the weepy side, crying at the littlest thing. I mean seeing something that touches me and there they are, tears in my eyes. Where is this coming from? Emotions running high, no doubt with all this
life changing work going on right now. Amazing and somewhat scarey.
I have great confidence in myself and my loving friends, who are being so supportive and helping me thru this journey.
Nora said last night, new prespectives, new realities. She is so right.
So there it is, in a nut shell, more or less.
I'm dying to upload some photo's just for you Miss Crabapple, too!
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thanks for sharing your beautiful pictures and thoughts!!
oh Myra !!! I am only just reading this post on Saturday ! I didn't know you had written this I only saw the photos you had posted of your past and your niece !
Well welcome to the party , eh ???
So that is SO GREAT about the smoking ! Amazing !
I can't believe you did it !
Now you must feel like Super Myra that can conquer anything and you should give yourself a HOOOOOGE
pat on the back !
I am so impressed because I know how hard it is.
Hang tough on that diet. I know that having the surgery goal in your mind is a thing to helping you stay at it. I am happy for you.
Of course your emotions are running high and all over the place - for one thing your body (cells, tissue, chemicals, brain) are all in shock over detoxing and eh-hem GREEN things I imagine ! laughing.
And then as Nora pointed out - changes ! it is a little like peeling the onion I would imagine.
Wow. So you are really working hard and I am sure this is tiring at times. But you sound like your head is on right and your heart is definitely in it !
Also sounds like you have some other great hearts around you to steady you as you go. I am so glad.
Don't think I am not worried to death by this whole thing. But I also know your mind is made up and that has got to be some big positive energy going on.
I did LOVE the poem from Mike on the PINK...how sweet and what a treasure to have from him. We have much to discuss as I am not quite sure I know the background on this whole thing !
I enjoyed these photos from the past more than you can know ! Especially Myra with the brown hair and snapping eyes holding up her drink to camera's eye...
No email here yet. I will still have to check in here and on Ebay mail ! what a loser huh ? laughing.
I am so happy for you Myra...and jeepers ! the time is approaching fast !!! really only about ten more days ! aaaaaaaa. that is amazing.
I must get my email fixed so we can have a more personal conversation about this ! There are things I must ask
Love you oodles. Miss Madame S.
oh ! and I am so sorry you thought I had deserted you !!! how horrible !
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