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Double Setup

Double Set Up

The first lump was the scariest in 1983.
I had found it in the shower.
Two other major surgeries I've already had that very year.
I was thirty three.
A mammogram back then was so different.
I remember a round cylinder with a purple glow.
The radiologist came in and said:"Your breast are full of lumps."
My knees weakened and my stomach rose to my throat.
You have fibrocystic breast disease.
So off to my surgeon of choice I would go.

I had two choices back then.
I could have a biopsy be woke up and told the results of the frozen section.
A second surgery then scheduled.
Or I could go to sleep with a double set up.
One was for a biopsy and one for a mastectomy.
Double consent forms signed and off to sleep you go not knowing what you wake up to.
Because of the recent surgeries, I decided on the double set up.
I would not know what to expect.
I was a circulating nurse in surgery and knew all about mastectomies and cutting edge reconstruction for 1983.
I knew a large pressure bandage meant a mastectomy and when I woke up it was large.
I cried, not knowing I had bled too much from the benign lumpectomy site.

The second biopsy was 1989 just after my father had died.
This time I chose to be awake with a local and self-hypnosis.
The first anesthesiologist said NO so a second had to be found.
My surgeon had reluctantly agreed with permission to put me to sleep if she saw fit.
So with my signal and a local anesthetic injection, it began.
This had never been done before in this hospital with the patient awake.

The lump was at the exact same spot as the first.
It was deeper than first thought so some IV versed was given.
Versed relaxes and causes amnesia so you don't remember the pain.
The medical student working with my surgeon was intrigued that I was wide awake.
He had just finished his OB rotation where I taught him how to birth.
The frozen section was negative and the lump removed.
A simple dressing was applied.

The day surgery nurses were pleasantly surprised that I didn't have to be watched for anesthesia side effects.
They couldn't believe I had hypnotized myself.
So now all biopsies are done under local and versed.
No more going to sleep wandering if you wake up to just one breast.
The trauma of treatment slightly minimized by giving a woman more choices.

Since then there have been a couple of lumps treated with no caffeine and Vitamin E and Fish Oil.
Repeat mammograms and ultrasounds.
Monthly self breast exams.
I've been lucky and I am grateful and practice preventive care.
When I first started nursing all women went into surgery with a double set up and the surgeon and the husband made the decision when to take off the breast.
I always thought it barbaric to treat a woman this way.

I now know of two women who refused to do preventive care.
One is dead after waiting too late to get any treatment started.
The second although 91 will not even see a doctor.
It will be a terrible death with rotting flesh and pain.

I also have done medical chart audits with woman after woman refusing mammograms and denying doing self breast exams or having PAP smears.
Two simple exams to save your life;
Why I ask would a woman do this to herself and family?

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Friday's At the Farout Mansion

Best to get there early and don’t forget some food and drink.
It’s Friday again and time to celebrate.
It’s hat week, Carmen Miranda’s birthday, toga, toga, toga.
We all had another week taking care of 80 children at the local mental hospital and anything one could think of was the theme of celebration.
The only difference between “US” and “THEM” was we carried the keys.

Circa 1970’s and The Rocky Horror Picture Show so if you hadn’t had something too bad and was sitting on a tree limb in the big tree on the corner, come 11:00 pm grab your paper, rice, watergun and toast.
Off to the movies we would go dressed in our favorite costume.

Summer time and the living is easy.
The pit was dug and a pig on the spit.
We all came the night before and took turns rotating the pig at a slow and careful pace.
If you spent the night, we brought blanket and pillow and slept under the stars by the pig fire.
We all participated in the watermelon seed spitting contest.

Saturday night was barbeque and bluegrass night at Buddy’s.
The Knoxville Grass, BBQ and pitchers of beer to share unless UT was playing.
Then Friday night we’d celebrate at Buddy’s.
We finally had to faced we were addicted to food.

We small band of addicts branched off to middle of the week gatherings with irreverent honoring to St. Porker of Assisi.
All meeting in a kitchen and cooking at the same time.
Making “Gone with the Wind” to “Away with the Breeze and someone wearing a pair of curtains they had looked lovely in the week before and each acting out a different character.

Then children came and jobs changed and some moved away.
Looking back, it was the best of times and the best of food and friends.

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The Last Wave Goodbye

The Last Wave Goodbye

For 92 years she has lead a charmed life.
In her words: “I’ve had no devastating event in my life other than death of family.”
“Am I being selfish she ask?”
“I’ve lived so long and I know I will die sometime of something.”
“Was it wrong of me not to want surgery at my age and the pain and sickness of medical treatments that would prolong my life in an intolerable state?”
I want to die with dignity at home in my bed with my family around me.
I don’t want anything to heed my path to Heaven.
Just keep me comfortable, warm and clean.
Place a cool cloth on my fevered brow. 
Please don’t let your fear interfere with my leaving.
My love for you is boundless.
Please understand and let your love be the same.
To love is to let go so I can return as your guardian angel.
This tired old body is all that will be left behind.
My happiness, love, kindness and my wave’s goodbye at the door are my spirit soul and is going to Heaven.
All you need do is call out for me and I will be by your side once again.
I’ll flicker a light, vibrate your bed, or whisper in your ear.
I am not ending but beginning a new and wonderful trip.
Be joyous of my new birth and freedom from all sickness and pain.
I’ll not be dead and gone. 
I am merely changing addresses.

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Learning To Judge Not

Lust/Chastity
Gluttony/Temperance
Greed/Charity
Sloth/Diligence
Wrath/Patience
Envy/Kindness
Pride/Humility
Earth/Space
Fire/Change
Water/Motion
Metal/Matter
Wood/Time
These opposite traits are each roles we play on this stage called life again and again on this earthly plane.
Each lifetime back soul lessons set to unlearn past judgments until we learn to judge not.
When we judge not, opposites cease to be.
Sin is gone and virtues are left held within the soul.
Nature elements are no more; as are the quantum measures.
Soul spirit left connected to the One in All; no wants, no needs so awake, awake, and learn.
There is only this moment so BE..

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One Day

One day I will not be here for you to depend on.
One day you will have to think for yourself.
One day you will have to find your own food.
One day you will have to cook your own food.
One day you will have to clean your on clothes.
One day you will have your own home.
One day you will have to clean your own home.
One day you will have to pay your own bills.
One day you will know the panic I have felt the night I couldn't find you.
One day you will feel the pride as you finished school.
One day you will have a wife to love and care for and respect.
One day you will have your own son.
One day you will have a son just like you.
One day you will know the love I have for you.
One day you will understand it wasn't really my choice to be at work and not at home with you.
One day you will teach your son the things I have taught you.
One day I pray I will be here to see you accomplish all these things.
One day I can tell you how proud I am of you that you have grown into such a wonderful man who can care for his family.
Dear son one day is here and you are on your own.

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To My Love

The sweetest smile, the bluest eyes and the sexiest hands.

Your touch is electric, your kisses buckle my knees.

Your understanding of all things; can read my heart before my thoughts float out. 

Selfless dedication to family beyond belief.

So intelligent and poetically creative and eloquent; you are a renaissance man of the century. 

The love and adoration I feel for you cannot be expressed in words.

It is a love from the heavenly plane that saturates our souls.

Our love has always been, will always be and always is connecting us forever and forever. 

I love you so very, very much.

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At

Lectures for years each time we ended a sentence with at.

"You don't use a dangling participle at the end of a sentence.

There were no exceptions.

So we could not resist the head stone:

This is where he's AT.

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Go, Get Out, Leave, Away With Ye

Should I never see you it would be too soon.

Have you ever learned to be polite enough to ask permission to use someone else's stuff?

Diluting the contents with water isn't going to hide your sin.

Please o please go away and stay.

Yet like a bad penny you keep coming back.

Wasn't it bad enough stealing my medication?

Oh that I could say these things without a house full of drama.

I need a vacation, I need out of here and when I return can you please be gone?

Yet I know it can't be so.

Please o please go away and stay.

If your mouth is moving, I know you are lying.

Even when there is no good reason to lie, you do.

Oh the pain you cause with all this increased stress.

Please o please go away and stay.

You are like nails across a chalkboard. 

The nagging bark of a yapping dog.

The unyielding screams of a colicky babe.

There is no end in sight.

Please o please go away and stay.

Storm clouds on the horizon will bring unending tears of frustration.

Trapped within these four walls like a prisoner in my home.

Please o please go away and stay


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Sacred Knowledge

Sacred knowledge of the last days is a prize to covet.
The ability to say goodbye to family and friends.
To spare family of funeral plans and plan my Celebration of Life.
Urn, music, speakers and any special thoughts.
Scatter me with fireworks for me to Light up you life once more.
Make it a party each and every day.
I am returning to love from which I came.
Thirty seven days to say good bye to all I know.
A sweet and precious gift.
We will dance and sing and say our goodbyes.
For hopefully I shall not return again and move to higher realms.
For Heaven bound I am.

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Passerby

If I travel to the seven wonders of the world, I can see them
 but they are not mine to keep.
 Enjoy each moment as it passes.
 Be a Passerby.

 If all my joy is in the prism of colors that dance in the light,
 when darkness comes my joy is gone.
 Enjoy each moment as it passes.
 Be a Passerby.

 If a rose dies when cut and a white hot coal burns when held,
 then the pleasure is only fleeting.
 Enjoy each moment as it passes.
 Be a Passerby.

 If you build your house on the bridge for the view,
 you will never pass over.
 Enjpoy every view as you pass.
 Be a Passerby.

 If all my Love depends on you,
 when you leave my Love goes too.
 Love each one as they pass.
 Be a Passerby.