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Disabilities,
Reading,
Fibromyalgia,
Arthritis,
life
***not necessarily in that order</subtitle><link rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://floridacindy.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://floridacindy.blogspot.com/" /><link rel="next" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1623865412827082458/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25&amp;redirect=false&amp;v=2" /><author><name>Cindy Jones</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02704976046598064853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="29" height="32" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5NPB1T1OuZA/SurfqyMbOjI/AAAAAAAAAUU/nIisnE2SzCk/S220/me+cropped.jpg" /></author><generator version="7.00" uri="http://www.blogger.com">Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>112</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/Floridacindy" /><feedburner:info uri="floridacindy" /><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="hub" href="http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/" /><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CEMBRns9fSp7ImA9WhRUFEQ.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1623865412827082458.post-9202972435710942682</id><published>2012-01-25T06:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-25T06:54:17.565-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-01-25T06:54:17.565-05:00</app:edited><title>Wishcasting Wednesday: What do you wish for your health &amp; wellness??</title><content type="html">&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.butyoudontlooksick.com/articles/written-by-christine/the-spoon-theory-written-by-christine-miserandino/"&gt;The Spoon Theory&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
I wish to utilize my spoons for me. Some days, I don't have 24 spoons. That's ok. I wish to realize how many spoons I have each day.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Today, I start the day with 19 spoons. I need 5 to recover from taking the cients to the fair yesterday. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Sleep: 10 more spoons for sleep. 9 spoons.&lt;br /&gt;
Preparation for work: 1 spoon. Balance: 8 spoons.&lt;br /&gt;
Deskwork for work: 2 spoons. Balance: 6 spoons.&lt;br /&gt;
Client job interview: 2 spoons. Balance 4 spoons.&lt;br /&gt;
Take son to doctor: 3 spoons. Balance 1 spoon.&lt;br /&gt;
Bath 1 spoon. Balance 0 spoons. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
I wish for my health and wellness: to balance my spoons each day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1623865412827082458-9202972435710942682?l=floridacindy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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I was not feeling well last Friday, so I did not go to work. I was flipping through channels and came across Dr. Phil's show. I'm not in the habit of watching Dr. Phil as the show comes on during my work day. But, I confess, I love a good show about biology/physicology/psychological themes. Dr. Phil said words in the show which have haunted me for 5 days. The words from his website are words he used almost verbatim.  &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;a href="http://drphil.com/articles/article/75"&gt;From Dr. Phil's website:&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
1. "Your internal dialogue powerfully programs and shapes your self-concept"&lt;br /&gt;
2. "our internal factors are made up of our own reactions to the events in our life. Since these reactions happen within us, we have the power to change them"&lt;br /&gt;
3. "You're the one who talks to you, all day, every day. What kind of friend are you? Are you actively creating a toxic environment for yourself, contaminating your experience of the world? Or are the messages that you send yourself characterized by a rational and productive optimism?"&lt;br /&gt;
4. "Internal Dialogue: This is the continuous conversation that you have with yourself about everything that happens to you. This dialogue is constant, happens in real time (at the same rate at which you would speak the words aloud), and provokes a physiological change (with each thought comes a physical reaction)."&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;If you listen closely, what wish do you hear?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
I want to hear my internal best friend say positive thoughts about me."&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
-You are worthy of ________________.&lt;br /&gt;
-You are beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;
-You are compassionate, caring and selfless.&lt;br /&gt;
-You HAVE to take care of yourself. No one else can do it, except you."&lt;br /&gt;
-Your soul is right where it's supposed to be at this moment, here and now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1623865412827082458-7227340729765629756?l=floridacindy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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I wish to reclaim my health. Here's a small breakdown of what's been happening: (If you wish, you may go to the bottom of this post if you don't want to read about my health topics)&lt;br /&gt;
1. Sent to pain management doctor for fibro due to changes in Florida RX laws.&lt;br /&gt;
2. New doc started me on pain patches. &lt;br /&gt;
3. They worked! Oh boy, did they work. I felt I had my life back. Seriously,  I really did! I began walking again and began thinking of fun things I can do with my family. &lt;br /&gt;
4. Had surgery for Quervain's syndrome on my left hand. Basically, a tendon was removed and another was cut so it could expand in my hand. &lt;br /&gt;
5. Rash with patches. I ignored it-just put cortisone cream around rash sites. &lt;br /&gt;
6. Rash developed into more rashes as the patches were moved around my body. I felt so good, so I didn't want to stop the patches. &lt;br /&gt;
7. It finally came to a point where I scratched all day long. &lt;br /&gt;
8. Had to stop the patches. &lt;br /&gt;
9. Withdrawel from patches: not fun! Add in pain from hand surgery. Double not fun! &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
So, in a nutshell, I wish to reclaim my health. I want to walk again and do fun activities with my family.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1623865412827082458-1721757475170832160?l=floridacindy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Was it the best year? &lt;br /&gt;
No. &lt;br /&gt;
Was it the worst year? &lt;br /&gt;
No.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
This is what's happened in my life in 2011:&lt;br /&gt;
1. Surgery for Quervain Syndrome&lt;br /&gt;
2. Trip to upstate New York&lt;br /&gt;
3. Two relatives passed away&lt;br /&gt;
4. Two new relatives were born&lt;br /&gt;
5. Major legislative changes in my job-not welcome&lt;br /&gt;
6. Trip to Daytona Beach&lt;br /&gt;
7. Reunited with a great friend&lt;br /&gt;
8. Son is a senior in high school&lt;br /&gt;
9. More medication. Less pain. Alot less...&lt;br /&gt;
10. Worst upset with Husband's job&lt;br /&gt;
11. I lost 27 pounds&lt;br /&gt;
12. I began walking again for exercise&lt;br /&gt;
13. I finally found an eye liner that stays put...this hasn't occurred since high school. &lt;br /&gt;
14. I began a new way to scrapbook-Project Life&lt;br /&gt;
15. I reunited with relatives I had not seen in 35 years&lt;br /&gt;
16. I read more books&lt;br /&gt;
17. I became a vegan&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
What are my goals for 2012: not necessarily order&lt;br /&gt;
1. Lose 34 pounds&lt;br /&gt;
2. Photographic diary- &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/s/ref=nb_sb_noss?url=search-alias%3Daps&amp;field-keywords=becky+higgens+project+life+2012&amp;x=9&amp;y=22"&gt;PR0JECT LIFE WHICH YOU CAN GET THROUGH AMAZON&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
3. Make 12 hundred or more cards for charity (12 for 2012)&lt;br /&gt;
4. Spending freeze on scrapbooking items&lt;br /&gt;
5. Quality time with family and pets&lt;br /&gt;
6. Go on a trip with Husband and Son&lt;br /&gt;
7. Continue to feel better with less pain, less fibromyalgia and arthritic symptoms. &lt;br /&gt;
8. Read 26 books-one book every 2 weeks&lt;br /&gt;
9. Watch 1 movie a week&lt;br /&gt;
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What happened to you in 2011? &lt;br /&gt;
What are your goals for 2012? &lt;br /&gt;
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My deepest wish is to wake up and feel HAPPY. &lt;br /&gt;
I don't want to feel pain. &lt;br /&gt;
I don't want to feel my "to do list" in my head.&lt;br /&gt;
I don't want to feel I must do something. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Tommorrow, I am having surgery on the tendons in my left, dominant hand-hence most of the pain I feel when I wake up. My surgery is tommorrow. What did I do today? &lt;br /&gt;
I woke up with pain.. &lt;br /&gt;
I woke up and ran a mini schedule through my head. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Right now, the things that will change how I feel when I wake up:&lt;br /&gt;
surgery,&lt;br /&gt;
continued pain management&lt;br /&gt;
time off of work&lt;br /&gt;
positive affirmations. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
I bought 3 books which are supposed to uplift your spirit. One book, titled "Go for it: A celebration of dreams" has wonderful quotes for anyone. I like this one:&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
A TO-DO LIST&lt;br /&gt;
Sing&lt;br /&gt;
Smile at Strangers&lt;br /&gt;
Keep Learning&lt;br /&gt;
Notice Kindness&lt;br /&gt;
Eat Ice Cream&lt;br /&gt;
Hope&lt;br /&gt;
Count your blessings&lt;br /&gt;
Laugh&lt;br /&gt;
Love&lt;br /&gt;
Love some more&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Love, Love some more. Ouch. It's something I really want to do. DS is 19, special needs-ADHD, Auditory Processing Disorder. He escapes from us by texting, skyping and computer gaming. He doesn't want to talk to  us. Unless, I rub and scratch his back. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
My Husband loves the same, even though he does talk. I love these 2 guys more than anything. I feel disconnected from them. If I felt connected, I would wake up happy. I guess my little Abby (Jack Russell) has some competition for Mom's plain ole acrylic nails. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Abby and clean laundry. Guess the folded stuff is messed up!&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;
I talked to DH about not working b/c the doctor thinks it would be a great idea. Now I have "permission" and it scares me. I saw this coming in my angel guide cards. 3 days in a row I chose the same card-which means change. &lt;br /&gt;
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I wish to let go of the fear that surrounds "not working". &lt;br /&gt;
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I'm stuck in this painful body. The only ways I know to get rid of the pain is:&lt;br /&gt;
take my medication&lt;br /&gt;
eat right&lt;br /&gt;
exercise&lt;br /&gt;
reduce stress&lt;br /&gt;
hot baths, heating pads&lt;br /&gt;
pace myself. &lt;br /&gt;
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I'm not sure why I hurt so much today. It doesn't matter. I wish to stay awake so I can make time for reading the Wishcaster's Blogs. I gain much inspiration from the blogs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1623865412827082458-9015114992442544011?l=floridacindy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Today is my Husband's birthday. On my birthday a few months ago, he did NOTHING for my birthday. Hell, he remembered to say "Happy Birthday" late in the day. Then he added, "I didn't get you a card or anything.". Usually, I would say, "It's okay." But, it wasn't okay with me.  &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
I should forgive him, well, forgive myself for feeling that way. But, I can't. It hurt, it made me mad. Yes, I know he was going through one of the worst times in his career. The day before, his (now ex) secretary was arrested for stealing thousands of dollars worth of office supplies, mostly old IT equipment. She was very crafty and made sure what she stole wasn't from her department. It was from another department. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Still, the b!tch had stolen enough of my Husband from me with all of her personal problems about her Husband, kids, mother, her bankruptcy, ect... The police were called and an investigation was launched. And, on my birthday, she'd stolen my Husband's thoughts. They were wrapped around the entire investigation, the morale of the department, the agency, ect....&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
As you can tell, I'm still mad about the "Happy Birthday" situation. I'm made because I feel this way. It's not the normal me. Usually, I forgive and move on.  I feel like I should've yelled at him for not acknowledging me until it was a mere bubble of thought, popped and dissolved in a matter of seconds. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Here I am, feeling like a piece of do-do because I didn't wish him happy birthday. One day, I wish to forget I had the horrible thoughts. Maybe a walk will help my mood.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
I have a late afternoon dental appointment. When I return home, i will do my best to reply to your wishes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1623865412827082458-832506937780226869?l=floridacindy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-j67Bwl7Mi30/ToLyOGWM9kI/AAAAAAAABCg/FEP56Plrx2c/s1600/IMG_1881.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear:left; float:left;margin-right:1em; margin-bottom:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" width="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-j67Bwl7Mi30/ToLyOGWM9kI/AAAAAAAABCg/FEP56Plrx2c/s400/IMG_1881.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;It's a time for the gorgeous Florida days.&lt;br /&gt;
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I apologize for not giving you wishes last week. I would write a wish and submit it. Then, Blogger asks me to sign in. I sign in (again) and it takes me to another blogger sign in page. This situation repeats itself again and again, never letting my response get posted on your blog. I don't know what to do about it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1623865412827082458-3897349774807510391?l=floridacindy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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I worked out last night. I walked on the treadmill for 30 minutes. It was all cardio. I had to walk slowly so I wouldn't collapse today when I woke up. I prefer walking outside with my little Jack Russell, Abby. Yesterday was too humid, so I walked on the treadmill. Yes, my thighs hurt. It's nothing new. I'm too lazy to get up, get the heating pad and sit on it. I figure a hot shower will help. &lt;br /&gt;
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I started a new medication last week. I've had good results so far. I made it through the work day yesterday and didn't feel like I needed to sleep. The pain is much less. I feel hope. I know it's damning to feel hopeful.&lt;br /&gt;
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Everything else I've tried has not helped the way I thought it would for me. &lt;br /&gt;
The pain got worse and I felt like I was killing my liver with extra pain reliever medication. When something fails you, it's hard to have hope with another medication, treatment, ect... How long can you have hope before you declare the new "whatever" a success?  &lt;br /&gt;
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I'm reading the new book by Louise Hay and Cheryl Richardson, "You Can Create An Exceptional Life". It gives me hope that I can turn around my thinking and attract positive energy into my life. It sounds fine and dandy..except last week at this time, I would have told you it's impossible. The new medication has greatly decreased the pain. "&lt;b&gt;Alot&lt;/b&gt; less pain=more possibilities in life." &lt;br /&gt;
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If you don't have fibro, you won't get it. "&lt;b&gt;Alot&lt;/b&gt; less pain=more possibilities in life." It is extremely difficult to do anything....heck...to dream of possibilities in life when the pain disables a person." Other people don't get it. It's our reality.&lt;br /&gt;
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I have more possibilities in life. I tread cautiously. Yet, I still wonder "What are my possibilities? What are my dreams?" I don't know. They were taken away from me a few years ago when fibro truly disabled me. Gone. Yep, gone and never coming back. Now, I will have to think about my possibilities, my dreams. I hope I can tell you what they are in a future post.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1623865412827082458-3096954504425139521?l=floridacindy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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It's early Wednesday morning. Halfway through the work week. I would love to go back to bed and sleep for another few hours. Wouldn't we all like to return to a comforting sleep? Alas, it's time to wake up while I blog. My coffee is right next to me. It's iced coffee. Hot coffee just doesn't seem right in this heat and humidity.   &lt;br /&gt;
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Yesterday was an interesting day for me. I love a good sale. Who doesn't? I'd read the online sale where Michaels Craft Store had a beautiful stamp 50% off for an entire day. I had to buy it. It would be a pretty yet simple design I can add to cards. Quick and easy.  &lt;br /&gt;
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 Then, I began looking at their other stamps. I noticed project sheets hanging throughout the area. I looked at one beautiful design. I read the list of needed items and the directions. Using the techniques listed on the project sheet, I realized "This is art!" Stamping is using images to create art. The possibilities are endless. (Please excuse that cliche-it's still early in the morning.)  &lt;br /&gt;
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 "I GOT IT" my brain screamed with joy. Big deal, right? Yes. For me, it was a big deal.   &lt;br /&gt;
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Years ago, my Sister started rubber stamping. I thought it was childish. I thought it was cheating-you aren't drawing the image....you are only stamping the image. A real artist would draw the image  Yet, I would cherish a gift of handmade notecards from my Sister. The notecards were red and white checked-the kind of pattern you would find on  tablecloth. In the middle of the card was a stamped  picnic basket. It looked so good that I wanted to eat the contents.  For years I struggled with wanting to learn the art of stamping.  The voice inside my head told me stamping wasn't art. Throw in a pinch of sibling rivalry and a splatter of artistic envy........you can see why I thought that way.   &lt;br /&gt;
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Life changes your thinking, even though you don't want to change. Digital and traditional scrapbooking brought me little joy in the past year. I thought if I used a Cricut-the Expression and the Imagine I would begin to have joy in my art. Wrong. Using the machines literally makes me dizzy. &lt;br /&gt;
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I needed a quiet yet real form of art expression using a variety of techniques I want to learn. Using small pieces of paper, concentrating on one image at a time will bring me into another world;  the right hemisphere of my brain.  It will give me escape from the pain of fibro, EBV and arthritis.   &lt;br /&gt;
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Yea, "I GOT IT." Another life lesson learned through fibromyalgia. I wish to immerse myself in a new artistic world-rubber stamping.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1623865412827082458-6877091842380064304?l=floridacindy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Yesterday, I called 911 for one of my developmentally disabled clients. I'm glad I did. When the paramedics came, they couldn't find her blood pressure. She was rushed to the hospital which was thankfuly one mile away. &lt;br /&gt;
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I stayed at the hospital. Medical teams had a difficult time stabalizing my client. After 3 hours, she was okay to go to the Critical Care Unit. It's one step less on the emergency scale than a major drama emergency room. Still, it reminded me of Grey's Anatomy. Yes, Mr. McDreamy was there....but his hair was styled in the wrong direction. This doctor looked like Mr. McDreamy from Grey's Anatomy. &lt;br /&gt;
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My client is on a breathing tube and is receivin dialysis. I stayed until the nurse did the intake on my client. I am her Job Coach. I had many calls to her Supported Living Coach. &lt;br /&gt;
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After I'd been there for a while, my psychic antenna turned on. I stared at an elderly man in the next "room"-a seperation only by curtains. I saw Spirit Guides and Angels around this man. They were there for him if he decided to cross over to the other side. &lt;br /&gt;
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I looked around at other patients. Fast and easy. Spirit Guides and Angels were everywhere. They were next to the patients and comforting loved ones. One was patting the back of a wife. Her Husband appeared to be very critical. The daughter of this man was speaking to the doctor. She wasn't very tall, perhaps considered small when compared to her male counterparts.  Her hair was pulled back in a pony tail. You could tell she put on makeup but it was wearing off. She didn't need it as her face was beautiful. Her large brown eyes conveyed truth. She was like a magnet. She pulled you in her energy. No wonder the daughter wouldn't let her go. She checked the man's heartbeat and looked at the numbers on the screen. That's when I saw them. A crowd of Angels and Spirit Guides in the doctor's energetic vortex. They were excited to be with this doctor. She was chosen or perhaps her soul chose her life path before she was born. The Spirit Guides were giddy. They loved this assignment because of the doctor's characteristics in this lifetime.  &lt;br /&gt;
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I looked around and saw many more doctors. It seems ther was one doctor for every patient. The energy enveloped me and took me out of my body.  &lt;br /&gt;
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It's hard to describe the feeling except you know you are an eager student of the Higher Power. I was with a Spiritual Traveling and Education Guide who didn't have a life form. No names were exchanged.&lt;br /&gt;
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I was told "this doctor loves literature. He reads every chance he gets and also studies the charts and enjoys writing at his job." Another doctor "is an older soul. He's done this before. It's second nature to him." "She is trying to be assertive while learning English. She studies very hard." This doctor of Asian descent worked on my client. Her serious nature could've made me mad if I didn't have the patience. I heard "chew 'em and spit 'em out", a way she was learning to be more assertve. Luckily the doctor of second nature was phenomenal teaching the Asian doctor." &lt;br /&gt;
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If you've ever saw a movie where the actor is on top of a very tall building, standing there in black attire with a long black coat you can understand what saw when I was out of my body. It seems as if he is waiting for some magic zap to begin the scene. Suddenly, when you were beginning to feel your wings, the camera zooms out. You can see the street below, cars almost as small as ants. People walking are dots. You see other buildings, other areas of this city. More people are standing alone on top of buildings. They all wear the same attire. &lt;br /&gt;
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I should've been relieved by the Living Coach, but I wasn't. &lt;br /&gt;
ZOOM, WHISH... I am back in my body. &lt;br /&gt;
Now, I GET IT. &lt;br /&gt;
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I UNDERSTAND why I was with my client for 5 hours and counting. &lt;br /&gt;
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I UNDERSTOOD we are all in this together. Humans, animals, anything living, Spirit Guides, Angels....the list goes on. &lt;br /&gt;
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We have jobs that are necessary for the Highest Good. &lt;br /&gt;
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Our jobs could be a janitor, nurse, doctor, job coach (among many other hats I've worn working in this field), phelbotomist, dialysis specialist, patient, family.....we are all here AT THIS MOMENT to work together. Our challenges with science, each other and faith help our souls learn AT THIS MOMENT. &lt;br /&gt;
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Wow! &lt;br /&gt;
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I wish to continue to receive guidance like I did yesterday!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1623865412827082458-8369007229234906468?l=floridacindy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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It's not. We have free will to follow or deviate off the path. One thing can change your entire life or earth existence. &lt;br /&gt;
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It's up to us to decide if we are going to use our free will to follow the path towards the highest good. The Highest Good can be: God, Buddah, Good Orderly Direction, soul work, Jesus, a cow, an acrobat, a designer, a friend. The Highest Good is what you do to contribute to your soul's and other soul's spiritual progress.  &lt;br /&gt;
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I could scream, "BELIEVE ME, IT'S NOT EASY!" But, you already know. I've been fairly lucky in my life. For the most part, I attribute it to following the path of the highest good. &lt;br /&gt;
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This means letting someone go ahead of you in line at the checkout, cheering a Special Olympic athlete, fostering an animal caught in Mother Nature's cleansing of the earth. It could be giving support to another who has the same illness. It can be following someone else's wish and praying for them.&lt;br /&gt;
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I wish to follow the path of the Highest Good.  &lt;a href="http://jamieridlerstudios.ca/"&gt;What path do you wish to follow? &lt;br /&gt;
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1. exerting myself when I am in pain. There will always be tasks to do.&lt;br /&gt;
2. making choices, with other people, which do not benefit me.&lt;br /&gt;
3. having goals and dreams. I always have unattainable goals and dreams. Why set myself up for failure? I am just going to live each day.  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1623865412827082458-2109622306936148312?l=floridacindy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Tuesday. I made it through Monday. Yes, I still have pain. It's a tiny bit less than yesterday. Ibuprofen helps. I took an extra Tramadol dose. It was my 2nd dose of the day. I can take up to 6 doses a day. If I did that, my skin would itch-a lovely side effect of the Tramadol.  &lt;br /&gt;
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I hate taking alot of medication. Still, to function I have to take it. My doctor offered to put me on a narcotic patch. I'm still thinking about it. I know the addiction to narcotic medication truly exists. What if I lost my medical insurance and couldn't afford the narcotic patch? Would I be a crazed junkie eager to engage in illegal activities just to get the money for my medication?&lt;br /&gt;
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It scares me. I've thought about disability. Quitting my job and staying at home. Would it truly help the pain? Or would I go crazy from lack of socialization I receive through my work? Right now, I feel exhausted, in pain and dreading the tasks I have to do today. I mourn the fun actvities I cannot do today. &lt;br /&gt;
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I found a quote which gives me hope to live with fibromyalgia within bounderies &lt;br /&gt;
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The place where optimism most flourishes is the lunatic asylum.  ~Havelock Ellis, The Dance of Life, 1923&lt;br /&gt;
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Questions of the day:&lt;br /&gt;
1. Can we be optimistic while we have pain with fibromyalgia? &lt;br /&gt;
2. What do you think about narcotic medication for pain? &lt;br /&gt;
3. How are you doing today? &lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a href="https://ninthandbloom.com/shop/product.php?productid=2497&amp;cat=0&amp;page=1"&gt;Northern Coast by Saxon Holt. &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Can I say "Ugh"?&lt;br /&gt;
I hate fibromyalgia. It really stinks. &lt;br /&gt;
Pain was the theme for the weekend. &lt;br /&gt;
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I thought it was due to cleaning. I didn't overdo it. I know better. I thought it was from learning my new Cricut Imagine. I hauled everything out to learn to use the program with Cricut Craft Room. I am glad I have a new passion. It helps to get through life. Sounds sad, huh? &lt;br /&gt;
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That's fibromyalgia. Yes, I hate the idea of giving in to the illness. Is it really giving into the illness? No. I am learning to live within the bounderies of the illness. Having a passion where I can escape pain and reality of fibromyalgia is not giving in to the illness. My boundery is having a passion while I am at home. &lt;br /&gt;
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My home is my refuge. Luckily, my Husband and Son also enjoy being at home. I don't feel lonely when they are at home. I feel connected with the world through the media. Seriously, CNN is necessary for me to feel alive in this world.  I have family and internet friends who were seriously affected by Hurricane Irene. I felt a part of their lives by listening and intermittently watching Hurricane Irene coverage while crafting at home. &lt;br /&gt;
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I woke up many times because of the pain. You see I've been taking Cymbalta. I decided to cut back on it because I feel it causes problems with my eyesight. When I decrease my dose, my problems with photosensitivity go away.  I'll call my doctor today to see if I can reduce the dosage. &lt;br /&gt;
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An another note, here are 2 books I am reading. I recommend both of them. I am listening to this book on audio CD. &lt;br /&gt;
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Reading this book on my Kindle relaxes me before I go to sleep at night. &lt;br /&gt;
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This is a great question as we end approach the end of summer. 
-I wish to enjoy the transition my family and I will make to a new land in the USA. 
-I wish to enjoy the creative process as I allow myself to play with paper, instead on the computer.
-I wish to enjoythe freedom to be myself. 
-I wish to enjoy "not giving a crap" about things that I don't care to know. 
-I wish to enjoy the upcoming weekend, grateful we have escaped a horrible hurricane that was headed straight for us.
-I wish to enjoy reading a new book. 
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Whoops! I'm a day or two late. It's officially 4:17 am. 45 years and 7 minutes ago I was born. Wow! It's an odd thing to write. Yes, today is my birthday. I'm 45. Yikes. Where did my life go? &lt;br /&gt;
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I could write a lengthy synopsis about my life. It will probably bore you to tears. I've been lucky in life-with exceptions. &lt;br /&gt;
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What do I wish to choose?&lt;br /&gt;
I wish to choose to send the &lt;br /&gt;
Arch Angel Michael, &lt;br /&gt;
Arch Angel Gabriel, &lt;br /&gt;
Arch Angel Raphael, &lt;br /&gt;
Arch Angel Uriel, &lt;br /&gt;
Arch Angel Sariel, &lt;br /&gt;
Arch Angel Raguel and &lt;br /&gt;
Arch Angel Remiel &lt;br /&gt;
to help my Husband out of an extremely frustrating and almost mind blowing situation at work. As of today, I cannot write about the situation. However, look for future blog posts about it. &lt;br /&gt;
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An update about me:&lt;br /&gt;
I've been wide awake since 1:30am. Yes, almost 3 hours less sleep tonight. I'll admit it will be a tough day. Anyone who has fibro, CFS or any other autoimmune disorder will tell you sleep is the most important thing to a person. I'll survive. I always do. &lt;br /&gt;
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Are you getting enough sleep? If not, why? I used to stay up and clean up the house after my Son went to bed. When I woke up at 1:30pm, I looked around and thought, "This place is a dump." Basically, things just have to be put away. I'll get to it on Saturday or Sunday. In order to get more sleep, I had to make some conscious decisions to postpone or eliminate energy robbing tasks. What can you eliminate?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1623865412827082458-1871781438821515975?l=floridacindy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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I apologize for not leaving comments on your blogs. For some reason, when I do so, blogger kicks me out of my site after I've commented on your site. This happens with every single post on your blogs. Then, I have to sign in. I'm tempted to make another blog-perhaps with another blog server. I have a small following here and don't want to take the chance of losing my readers. &lt;br /&gt;
So, here are the comments: &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Lucy&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;-Yes, the Polyvore site  is the one I was trying to find. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Domestic:&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; Thank you for the alignment. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Susanna:&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; polyvore is a free tool.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Dominee:&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; Thank you for the wish.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;April:&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; I love the word “nourish”. It reminds me a fresh loaf of white Wonder bread.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Creative:&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; I found polvore but my wings could not spread due to the limitations of the program.&lt;br /&gt;
Wil&lt;b&gt;d Pom:&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; Yes, that is the site I was looking for…thank you.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Mouse, Julie, M and Sam:&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; Thank you for the wishes. I love this loving creative energy!&lt;br /&gt;
Collect&lt;b&gt;ing Yourself:&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; Yes, your tutorial is what I was searching for on the web. However, I found out I cannot use personal photos, which is what I wanted to use. No matter, I had fun playing on the Polyvore site.  &lt;br /&gt;
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Today's Wishcasting Question: &lt;br /&gt;
What door do I wish to open? I wish to open the door of conversation. You see, I stutter over some words and talk very fast. I was at a scrapbooking store yesterday. I had some knowledge of a change in pricing a product. The manufacturer was raising prices to the suppliers by 50 cents. I brought up the subject to the LSS owner. The conversation that followed was mumbling on my part and steeing the conversation into a different direction. This direction didn't make sense. Once I realized it, I felt like an idiot. &lt;br /&gt;
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I also have the habit of not completing my sentences in an appropriate manner. If I think the listener isn't listening, I'll fade away my words. Or, I will stop mid sentence if I cannot think of a word I want to say. This occurs more often than not, due to fibro fog. &lt;br /&gt;
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I also make comments on the conversations of other people. It's loud enough to know I am making a sound. It's low enugh that people do not understand what I say. It's obnoxious because I am engaging in conversation which I was not invited. &lt;br /&gt;
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I did this for years and one day, just stopped. I wish to try writing my Morning Pages, from "The Artist's Way" again. Three pages of longhand writing, a stream of consciousness coming from me. I wish to write the MP's because I am blocked. Yes, I am. I am depressed, tired, in pain and emotionally blocked. I wrote about it on a website. I received many great responses but ultimately know......&lt;br /&gt;
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I wish to ask for complete removal of the skin cancer on my Mom's face. She waited over 2 years to have it removed. Preliminary appointments and one partial removal = more removal in the same area. Here is a photo of Mom. You cannot see the affected area-it's at a different angle. &lt;br /&gt;
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We don't know if it's spread to other parts of her body. Right now, she's treating it like it's no big deal, even though she initally expressed fear before her first appointment and another appointment where some of it wass removed. &lt;br /&gt;
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I wish to ask for complete removal of the skin cancer on my Mom's face.&lt;br /&gt;
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I missed last week's Wishcasting because I was on vacation! Here's a photo of a sunset I snapped while on vacation. &lt;br /&gt;
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It was lovely! I see things differently now. &lt;br /&gt;
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I wish to make progress on researching the family tree-particularly my Husband's side of the family. Our last name is Jones. Researching 15 years ago was like finding a needle in a haystack. Now, I am using several online sites to research. It's rather fun. I found this photo of my Husband's Great Grandfather. I compared photos of my Son to Alonzo's photo. I see a few shared physical characteristics. &lt;br /&gt;
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I apologize for not recipricating "As you wish for yourself, I wish for you also" in June. I was having problems with my computer. I will try again today, so please look for the post. If I cannot post, I will tell you via Jamie's message board.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1623865412827082458-765524132661961539?l=floridacindy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Our trip to my hometown area in upstate New York began as a trip to research a family business. Due to factors out of my control,(yet I should've seen it coming) it quickly became a vacation with my Mom and Husband's side of the family. My Mother-In-Law has never met my Mom or Dad's side of the family. I enjoy spending time with my Mother-In-Law so we should have a great time.&lt;br /&gt;
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The second feeling that comes over me is total bliss in the woods. Not the kind you find in South Florida-one would have to be hyper vigilent for snakes and gators. Woods up north. Smelling the freshly cleansed forest after a rain. Smelling the pureness of the air. As I lie in a lounge chair or better yet, hammock-I want to divinity of the forest to enveloped my skin, my soul. Take me to a meditative state where everything is ok. We are going to vacation at my cousin's camp in a few weeks. It's in the woods. All we have to do is walk down a short path to one of the Great Lakes in North America. &lt;br /&gt;
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The third feeling is massage. Yes, I am overdue for a massage. My body feels it. I'll schedule one today.&lt;br /&gt;
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Since becoming a vegan-taste went from #1 delight to the last delight on my list. I delight in drinking and/or eating something sweet and tart. A fruit smoothie or pure organic tart cherries.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1623865412827082458-4173309523509665573?l=floridacindy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Though no one can go back and make a brand new start, anyone can start from now and make a brand new ending.  ~Author Unknown&lt;br /&gt;
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I came across this quote and it me straight in my gut which means it must be explored.  &lt;br /&gt;
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Fibro-we cannot go back and make a brand new start. Whatever happened to trigger our fibro just "IS". Yes, I've moaned about it. I've been angry. I've accepted and I've been angry about the triggers to my fibro. It isn't fair. Nope. Not one bit. But I know to begin to live again, I have to say, happened to trigger our fibro just "IS".&lt;br /&gt;
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How do we make a brand new ending? I'm assuming it's a brand new ending to our lives. Yes, it's a theatrical play with many scenes and quite a few acts. It's titled, "Breathe". We go to the theater, in our mind and we sit or lie down. Then, imagine you are the leading character. The theater house is dark. The stage is softly lit for the audience to see you. In the middle of the stage, there you are. Wait, there is 2 of you. One sits in an uncomfortable chair and just breathes. Why an uncomfortable chair. So we realize we can breathe, which is creating our own ending. &lt;br /&gt;
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You're lying on the bed. Okay, let's make it a hospital bed. Why? It's not as comfortable as our own bed. Mentally, we are paralyzed by our own fear of this illness. The only function we can do is breathe. In and out. In and out. &lt;br /&gt;
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Both characters of you have one things in common. They can breathe. Clear your mind, if only for a millisecond. Breathe. It's our way to make a brand new ending.  &lt;br /&gt;
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