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&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #999999; color: #20124d; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;" Tenho amigos que não sabem o quanto são meus amigos. Não percebem o amor que lhes devoto e a absoluta necessidade que tenho deles. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #999999; color: #20124d; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #20124d;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="background-color: #999999; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #999999; color: #20124d; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A amizade é um sentimento mais nobre do que o amor, eis que permite que o objeto dela se divida em outros afetos, enquanto o amor tem intrínseco o ciúme, que não admite a rivalidade. E eu poderia suportar, embora não sem dor, que tivessem morrido todos os meus amores, mas enlouqueceria se morressem todos os meus amigos! Até mesmo aqueles que não percebem o quanto são meus amigos e o quanto minha vida depende de suas existências... A alguns deles não procuro, basta-me saber que eles existem. Esta mera condição me encoraja a seguir em frente pela vida. Mas, porque não os procuro com assiduidade, não posso lhes dizer o quanto gosto deles. Eles não iriam acreditar. Muitos deles estão lendo esta crônica e não sabem que estão incluídos na sagrada relação de meus amigos. Mas é delicioso que eu saiba e sinta que os adoro, embora não declare e não os procure. E às vezes, quando os procuro, noto que eles não tem noção de como me são necessários, de como são indispensáveis ao meu equilíbrio vital, porque eles fazem parte do mundo que eu, tremulamente, construí e se tornaram alicerces do meu encanto pela vida. (...) Por vezes, mergulho em pensamentos sobre alguns deles. (...) Se alguma coisa me consome e me envelhece é que a roda furiosa da vida não me permite ter sempre ao meu lado, morando comigo, andando comigo, falando comigo, vivendo comigo, todos os meus amigos, e, principalmente os que só desconfiam ou talvez nunca vão saber que são meus amigos!"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-size: large;"&gt;69.532 mulheres de 41 a 72 anos foram acompanhadas por 11 anos. As participantes que ingeriam café durante a refeição tiveram 34% menos chance de desenvolver o diabetes, resultado não apresentado para as mulheres que tomavam a bebida fora deste período.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-size: large;"&gt;“O risco de desenvolver a doença foi 34% menor naquelas que tomaram café na hora do almoço”, explica Daniela Sartorelli, nutricionista e professora da Faculdade de Medicina de Ribeirão Preto (FMRP), da USP, que fez a análise dos dados durante o seu pós-doutorado no Institut National de la Santé et de la Recherche Médicale, na França.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-size: large;"&gt;Durante o período do estudo, 1415 participantes desenvolveram diabetes. O curioso é que apenas 374 mulheres que consumiram pelo menos 125 ml de café durante o almoço foram diagnosticadas com a doença. As outras 1051 mulheres tomavam menor ou nenhuma quantidade da bebida.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-size: large;"&gt;Daniela afirma que ainda é muito cedo para se constatar que o café realmente reduz os riscos de desenvolver diabetes. “Ainda precisamos de um maior número de estudos para chegar a uma recomendação. Há estudos de intervenção em andamento em algumas partes do mundo e estes resultados poderão esclarecer os mecanismos envolvidos no efeito da bebida no risco de diabetes”, explica.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-size: large;"&gt;Vários estudos sugerem que o café reduz o risco de desenvolver o diabetes, mas este estudo foi pioneiro no que diz respeito ao horário em que a bebida é consumida e os resultados desta ingestão. Os dados estão em artigo publicado no American Journal of Clinical Nutrition.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-size: large;"&gt;Há duas explicações possíveis para entender por que apenas o café na hora do almoço teve relação com o menor risco de diabetes. O café pode ter diminuído o risco de diabete por retardar ou reduzir a absorção de uma parte da glicose adquirida no almoço. Ou a bebida pode ter protegido da diabetes porque depois do almoço costuma ser tomada sem leite. A pesquisa mostrou que apenas o café sem leite reduziu o risco de desenvolver diabetes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-size: large;"&gt;Segundo Daniela, o número de pessoas com diabetes no Brasil deve crescer. “Pesquisas mostram um aumento importante de pessoas portadoras de excesso de peso. E também maior longevidade”, diz Daniela. “Esses fatores tornam as pessoas mais predispostas à doença”. Os países em desenvolvimento podem ver a taxa de diabéticos crescer até 170% nos próximos 20 anos. A doença deve acometer principalmente quem tem entre 45 e 64 anos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3919164334034159837-4048962372724959492?l=liavida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Um dos maiores medos das mulheres com o passar do tempo é o surgimento das terríveis olheiras que se formam ao redor dos olhos. Os motivos para o surgimento delas são diversos: stress, hereditário, idade, cor da pele, além de hábitos como fumar e a ingestão de bebidas alcoólicas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;A medicina pode tratar tranquilamente às olheiras, para isso basta ir a um dermatologista que ele vai lhe receitar o melhor tratamento para o seu caso. Existem até tratamentos a laser que retiram as olheiras.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Muitas pessoas indicam receitas caseiras para tratar das olheiras, como o uso de rodelas de pepinos, mergulhar o algodão em uma batata ralada e aplicar por dez minutos na região dos olhos, usar compressas de chá entre outros, mas, a eficiência desses métodos não são totalmente garantidos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Uma boa forma de combater as olheiras é usar cremes próprios, dormir bem, praticar esportes, levar uma vida saudável, evitar o stress.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="background-color: #134f5c; font-size: large;"&gt;Não permitas que pensamentos infelizes criem raízes em tua mente. A vida não se resume aos problemas que defrontas neste momento. Acima deles sorriem para ti inúmeras oportunidades de progresso espiritual.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="background-color: #134f5c; font-size: large;"&gt;encontrarás forças para que floresçam em ti a harmonia e a saúde, o amor e a luz. "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3919164334034159837-7014707899069702646?l=liavida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79; font-size: large;"&gt;Eu não peço nada em troca&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79; font-size: large;"&gt;Porque eu sei que é amor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79; font-size: large;"&gt;Eu não peço nenhuma prova&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79; font-size: large;"&gt;Mesmo que você não esteja aqui&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79; font-size: large;"&gt;O amor está aqui&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79; font-size: large;"&gt;Agora&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79; font-size: large;"&gt;Mesmo que você tenha que partir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79; font-size: large;"&gt;O amor não há de ir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79; font-size: large;"&gt;Embora&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79; font-size: large;"&gt;Eu sei que é pra sempre&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79; font-size: large;"&gt;Enquanto durar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79; font-size: large;"&gt;E eu peço somente &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79; font-size: large;"&gt;O que eu puder dar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79; font-size: large;"&gt;Porque eu sei que é amor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79; font-size: large;"&gt;Sei que cada palavra importa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79; font-size: large;"&gt;Porque eu sei que é amor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79; font-size: large;"&gt;Sei que só há uma resposta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79; font-size: large;"&gt;Mesmo sem porquê eu te trago aqui&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79; font-size: large;"&gt;O amor está aqui&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79; font-size: large;"&gt;Comigo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79; font-size: large;"&gt;Mesmo sem porquê eu te levo assim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79; font-size: large;"&gt;O amor está em mim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79; font-size: large;"&gt;Mais vivo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79; font-size: large;"&gt;Porque eu sei que é amor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Nesse exato momento sentiu um molhadinho entre as pernas, rumou para o banheiro e não deu outra: menstruada! Ufa. Tudo superado. Era só TPM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;TPM, ou tensão pré-menstrual, tem sido o inferninho particular da mulher moderna. As antigas viviam mais preservadas, normalmente só trabalhavam em casa, de modo que podiam recolher-se ao leito com uma indisposição que se prolongava até o fim "daqueles" dias.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Pesquisa feita num presídio feminino dos EUA mostrou que 50% das presas cometeram os delitos fatais durante o período pré-menstrual. Entre as que provocaram acidentes de trânsito, 52% estavam na mesma situação. Os juízes são até mais benevolentes com as mulheres criminosas quando elas alegam TPM, e há mesmo que dar um desconto, porque tem dias em que a gente fica doida, prontinha para rosnar e morder (no mínimo).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Às vezes é tão infernal que os sintomas duram da ovulação até a menstruação, sem sabermos que são agravadíssimos por hábitos alimentares, stress, drogas e até relações domésticas: segundo as pesquisas, um dos piores fatores de risco para TPM é... viver com um homem! Professoras e funcionárias públicas gozam até hoje de um indulto menstrual. Podem faltar três dias por mês, vejam só, certamente para não estrangularem alunos e chefes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Claro que nem todo mundo sente a tensão pré-menstrual com tanta ênfase, e há as que nem sentem. Quem sofre mais são as estressadas, as mais velhas e as que têm mais estrogênio circulando: gordinhas, ioiô (engordando e emagrecendo o tempo todo) e as que vivem com o intestino preso (quando as fezes se acumulam no intestino, o estrogênio contido nelas, que o fígado degradou e tratou de eliminar, é reabsorvido pelo sangue).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Como isso chega a acontecer? Na primeira fase do ciclo menstrual o óvulo está se preparando para deixar o ovário rumo ao útero. Se a fecundação não acontece entramos na segunda fase, que leva à menstruação. Ou seja, o período acumula toda a tensão de um movimento que não deu em nada, e a menstruação vai limpar o útero de um sangue que não serve mais. Não é nada parecido com a exuberância de uma primavera e um verão, tem os tons mais sóbrios e fechados de um outono e um inverno. A situação sugere recolhimento e repouso, como em qualquer fim de ciclo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3919164334034159837-5101389627539229881?l=liavida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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