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Re: Contemplative practices - Affirmations, white light visualizations, healing meditations
Happy Friday to all ❤️
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Re: Contemplative practices - Affirmations, white light visualizations, healing meditations
wishing everyone a happy new year ❤️
Re: Can we have a forum for "older" people with bc?
Wherever there is a human being, there is an opportunity for a kindness.
Re: Can we have a forum for "older" people with bc?
@wren44 I haven't seen you posting here for a while, but good that you are still active in the threads. I was wondering if you ever did chemo or surgery when you were first diagnosed?
Re: Can we have a forum for "older" people with bc?
chrisandy, sounds like N O is not treating you very special this year. Hopefully things will improve. My one and only time there was just about the same timing. We arrived during the pre-parade and our hotel was on the other side of the street where we couldn't cross, but the taxi wouldn't drive around. So we ran around on foot until we finally found a break in the street where we could cross dragging our suitcases behond us. I was struggling from my cancer med and kept having to sit down so it was not fun. My DG had a conference and I was on my own for the next two days fully expecting to take it easy. I had fun touring, listening to the music, walking the quarters, and we did enjoy all the food. Ah, memories!
Re: Can we have a forum for "older" people with bc?
Chris, your BC was ER-, so lactating or lack thereof had no bearing on your risk.
Not a very productive day. Bob let me sleep till noon. He came back up about 1pm after brunching at Cafe Beignet (didn’t bring back beignets, as he had a crawfish omelette with grits). I had the leftover shrimp (peeled off the batter coating), lettuce & tomato from yesterday’s shrimp po-boy as my brunch. He went to take a walk down Bourbon, had a couple of Hurricanes at Pat O’Brien’s and wisely decided to forgo the casino due to that. He is searching for a set of scrubs he saw yesterday in Mardi Gras colors. I never got to the panels or exhibit hall, as I had to deal with a bazillion texts from our helper back home, and preregistration (including 3 annoying surveys) for my Medicare Wellness visit Tues. Also spent some time writing a song for tonight’s circle—not easy without an instrument. (And memorizing it is harder still—have to keep repeating it). Went downstairs for a cafe au lait and beignets (got through only one of three, and wisely deployed lots of napkins to protect against the powdered sugar). Came back up to drop off the leftovers—and found the Exhibit Hall closed. No big loss—this year there were no instrument or accessory vendors and certainly no swag as in years past (former conferences were my main sources of free strings, capos, picks, etc.).
Now it’s pouring & thundering. Trying to reach Bob to tell him to come back to the room—not answering my texts and his phone goes to voicemail (bet he forgot to charge it). He wants to go to Redfish Grill tonight, but I don’t know when to make the reservation.



