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<?xml-stylesheet type="text/xsl" media="screen" href="/~d/styles/atom10full.xsl"?><?xml-stylesheet type="text/css" media="screen" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~d/styles/itemcontent.css"?><feed xmlns="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xmlns:openSearch="http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/" xmlns:georss="http://www.georss.org/georss" xmlns:geo="http://www.w3.org/2003/01/geo/wgs84_pos#" xmlns:feedburner="http://rssnamespace.org/feedburner/ext/1.0"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-576650749041170062</id><updated>2009-07-04T00:20:22.725-07:00</updated><title type="text">Wendy's Personal Journey</title><subtitle type="html" /><link rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://wendyspersonaljourney.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://wendyspersonaljourney.blogspot.com/" /><link rel="next" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/576650749041170062/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25" /><author><name>Wendy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05943939392144686821</uri><email>wendy@wildspiritphoto.com</email></author><generator version="7.00" uri="http://www.blogger.com">Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>77</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><geo:lat>47.773595</geo:lat><geo:long>-116.749075</geo:long><link rel="license" type="text/html" href="http://creativecommons.org/licenses/by-nc-nd/3.0/" /><logo>http://creativecommons.org/images/public/somerights20.gif</logo><link rel="self" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/WendysPersonalJourney" type="application/atom+xml" /><feedburner:emailServiceId>WendysPersonalJourney</feedburner:emailServiceId><feedburner:feedburnerHostname>http://feedburner.google.com</feedburner:feedburnerHostname><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-576650749041170062.post-259070726307582956</id><published>2009-07-03T23:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-04T00:20:22.739-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Coeur d'Alene" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Idaho" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="baby deer" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Wild Spirit Photo" /><title type="text">Baby Deer</title><content type="html">&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Hello Everyone,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This has nothing to do with cancer or my health, except that it makes me feel really good and I wanted to share it with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; This past week I have seen several momma deer and their new babies in the area that I live.  Of course I never have my camera with me, but I get so excited to see these cute little things.  And I mean little, the one's I've been seeing are not very old and are only maybe 2 feet tall at the shoulders.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have deer go through our property on a regular basis and one female that is a loner, has been a regular at our place for over a year now.  I was able to get a photo of her under an apple tree by my barn last June and have seen her several times recently.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The babies that I've seen have been a ways up the road from us and/or a mile or more away and I was telling my husband that I would love if it a momma and baby would come through our place. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then yesterday I was leaving for an appointment and as I was pulling out of the drive way I saw a momma and baby crossing the street!!  They came from the tall grass just the other side of our chain link fence.  I got pretty excited to see them.  Those little guys are so dang cute and they are afraid of everything and run really fast!!&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; They headed into the trees, a little forest if you will, across the street from us. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been thinking of how I might be able to get some photos of these little one's  . . . like take a chair and my camera and just sit in the trees and hope something comes along and I can get photos.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well this evening I let the dogs out and instead of putting them in their regular kennel area I let them out in a small pasture I close off from the horses, so the grass can grow and then periodically let the horses in to eat the grass.  Anyway . . . my dog Hank who is a cow dog , or would be, if we had cows, is very, very aware if there is ever another animal of any kind, in our vicinity.  I noticed that he kept running up and down the fence line.  At first I thought it might be because of the neighbors cat, but after a while I decided to go look and see if I could see anything over there.  Secretly I was hoping I might see a deer or maybe even a baby deer, as this was the area where I saw the mom and baby just the day before.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I walked up and down the 6 foot high chain link fence, stepping on anything available to try and see over all the bushes and into the tall grass on the other side.  I finally got to the end of the fence and stood on a tree stump, up on my toes and looked and looked and then all of the sudden I saw it!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This tiny baby deer was laying in the tall grass and I could barely make out it's head and ears.  I was so excited and I ran into the house and told my daughter and grabbed my camera.  She came out and looked at it also and I was able to get the below photos!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; Because of the bushes and some wood fence panels I have against the chain link fence, the baby could not see us coming or anything else except maybe our heads as we peaked over the fence.  He stood up and walked a few feet, looked around a little and then laid back down.  I don't know where it's mom was, but I now wonder if she was the deer I saw this morning around 8:30am go into my horses pasture and then she headed back over the tall grass.  I also wonder if this could be the same deer that's been coming through our place for a while??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I didn't mean to write a mini book about this, but wanted to share the story and photos with you.  I hope you enjoy them!!&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep Smilin'&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wendy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lM1bV7pya2k/Sk8BzQaWr_I/AAAAAAAAByY/h-oimZbTfeU/s1600-h/0870.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lM1bV7pya2k/Sk8BzQaWr_I/AAAAAAAAByY/h-oimZbTfeU/s320/0870.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354500462057271282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lM1bV7pya2k/Sk8Bzbbo3QI/AAAAAAAAByg/chX2k0X8i9Q/s1600-h/0873.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lM1bV7pya2k/Sk8Bzbbo3QI/AAAAAAAAByg/chX2k0X8i9Q/s320/0873.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354500465015446786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lM1bV7pya2k/Sk8Bzzsmq1I/AAAAAAAAByo/3tov-Qs1Or8/s1600-h/0880.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lM1bV7pya2k/Sk8Bzzsmq1I/AAAAAAAAByo/3tov-Qs1Or8/s320/0880.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354500471529057106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lM1bV7pya2k/Sk8B0LGLmrI/AAAAAAAAByw/FC8ZD6xBmcg/s1600-h/0884.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lM1bV7pya2k/Sk8B0LGLmrI/AAAAAAAAByw/FC8ZD6xBmcg/s320/0884.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354500477810350770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/576650749041170062-259070726307582956?l=wendyspersonaljourney.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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Granddaughter was born, oldest son came to visit from Colorado, youngest daughter graduated from high school and a week later had her 18th birthday.  Father's day is next weekend and the weekend after that is my hubby's birthday, so by the time the end of June gets here I should be thoroughly exhausted!!!&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a personal note; I have been having some problems with pain in my pelvic area that radiates down my legs.  I've had this pain, in different degrees, since going through chemo.  Then I knew it was bone pain and it was much worse.  Now I can only guess that's it's left over side effects from the chemo.  I've read that some people continue to have different side effects for a very long time.  Also, along with this I am still having a problem with fatigue.  About 2 months ago I felt a noticeable increase in my energy and was pretty excited about it and thought that finally I was on my way to being a little closer to my old self.  Well that is not the way it's going.  I think I've actually went backwards in my energy level since feeling the increase.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing that really bothers me about this is that the last time I saw my oncologist and mentioned that I was still having some fatigue, I was a little surprised by his reaction, which was something like . . . "wonder why that is" or ??  He said in a way like I had never been through chemo or radiation!!!!  I just shrugged and didn't say anything. &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;For several months during chemo and radiation and a little while after, I was on pain medication.  It was for the bone pain and also because I was having a lot of muscle pain and most of this was in my hip/pelvic region and my legs.  It took what seemed like forever for my oncologist to take me serious about the pain and finally give me some meds that worked!!  Well a couple of months ago he asked how I was doing regarding the pain.  I said that either the pain was gone or the meds are working.  We talked about it and decided it was time to get me off the pain meds.  I was actually glad about this because he had me on some pretty strong and addictive stuff and I didn't want to take it any longer than necessary.  The one thing he did say is that if I do continue to have pain after going off the pain meds, that I would need to see my regular doctor about it and not him.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gotta tell you I kind of feel like my oncologist just totally dropped the ball on me.  Like, OK, his parts done, move on now!!&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well unfortunately I did and still am having problems with the pain.  It's not my muscles and I don't have to do anything for it to hurt.  I really think that it's still bone pain as it seems to come from deep in my pelvic area and legs.  I went to my regular doctor about this, who is actually a nurse practitioner, but I love her, and explained the situation.  She said that she and/or the clinic she works for can't help patients with possible cronic pain issues.  She did give me some pain pills and some strong ibuprophens.  But, she obviously doesn't realize all that I've been through . . . although she knows . . . and she gave me the lowest dose of pain pills there is.  Compared to what my body was used to, I might as well have been taking sugar pills for all the good they did.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Anyway, at that time I decided to get a new doctor.  With the insurance I have I had to submitte change papers by mid month for it to take effect the first of the next month.  I called the new doctor to set up an appointment and because it's specifically to talk about the pain I'm having and possible pain managment issues, the first appointment they had available is July 1st!!!!!  Well I took the appointment and now only have 2 more weeks to WAIT to see the doctor!!  How friggin' rediculous is this . . . . . I called them over a month ago and still have 2 weeks to wait!!&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did do a photo shoot the end of May.  It was a 3 day horse expo that I've done every year for 4 years now.  Luckily I had a golf cart to cruz around in because even with that, I was totally and completely wiped out by the time it was over.  I think it took me a week to recover from that.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK, well that's enough complaining for now.  I hope what I wrote makes sense, it turned out to be much more than I planned on writing!!&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;On a much happier note and I gotta say it's the one thing that brings me the greatest amount of joy at this time and that is my granddaughter Paige.  She is the most beautiful, sweet, wonderful little bundle of joy and I am totally in love with her and cannot get enough of her!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Here are a couple of photos that my daughter took of her.  I saw them for the first time today and just had to have copies and want to share them with you all!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lM1bV7pya2k/SjnDQ3WHeJI/AAAAAAAABtg/S89h7VTR30M/s1600-h/paige.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 256px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lM1bV7pya2k/SjnDQ3WHeJI/AAAAAAAABtg/S89h7VTR30M/s320/paige.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348520726981212306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Paige loves to sleep with her hands on or around her face.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lM1bV7pya2k/SjnDRSyY8BI/AAAAAAAABtw/NCwrSSkRb1s/s1600-h/paige+in+cocoon-close+up.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lM1bV7pya2k/SjnDRSyY8BI/AAAAAAAABtw/NCwrSSkRb1s/s320/paige+in+cocoon-close+up.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348520734347554834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I made this Elf Cocoon &amp;amp; Hat for her and she looks so precious in it!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lM1bV7pya2k/SjnDRCbJufI/AAAAAAAABto/7hid3qpwdM8/s1600-h/paige+in+cocoon+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lM1bV7pya2k/SjnDRCbJufI/AAAAAAAABto/7hid3qpwdM8/s320/paige+in+cocoon+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348520729955121650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I just love the way she has that one finger pointing up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Like she's saying . . . ok, wait a minute, that's enough pictures for now!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Keep Smilin'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Wendy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/576650749041170062-162659498229933209?l=wendyspersonaljourney.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/WendysPersonalJourney/~4/HMMZtPsitJA" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://wendyspersonaljourney.blogspot.com/feeds/4485590003597416568/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=576650749041170062&amp;postID=4485590003597416568" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/576650749041170062/posts/default/4485590003597416568" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/576650749041170062/posts/default/4485590003597416568" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/WendysPersonalJourney/~3/HMMZtPsitJA/april-7th-one-year-today.html" title="April 7th - ONE YEAR TODAY ! ! ! !" /><author><name>Wendy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05943939392144686821</uri><email>wendy@wildspiritphoto.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="13518115360680688468" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://wendyspersonaljourney.blogspot.com/2009/04/april-7th-one-year-today.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-576650749041170062.post-8862940524778238008</id><published>2009-03-13T20:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T20:50:59.054-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Coeur d'Alene" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Idaho" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Wild Spirit Photo" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Breast Cancer" /><title type="text">Just saying HI</title><content type="html">&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:130%;" &gt;Not much going on with me lately and I guess that is a GOOD thing!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm feeling OK, still struggling with fatigue, but I'm trying to do more and more.  I can't wait for Spring to hit and for all this snow to go away!!!!  Then I can work in the yard and get my barn organized and all kinds of outside stuff.  I'd much rather do outside stuff than inside stuff!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are a few photos that I took the other evening and wanted to share with you all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lM1bV7pya2k/SbspUW_KCjI/AAAAAAAABmw/6cAfxrltl2k/s1600-h/0044+dark+edges+low+res.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 160px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lM1bV7pya2k/SbspUW_KCjI/AAAAAAAABmw/6cAfxrltl2k/s320/0044+dark+edges+low+res.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312885615158233650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lM1bV7pya2k/SbspUKTNkpI/AAAAAAAABmo/BAf4PXQ8gb8/s1600-h/0029+4x5+low+res.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lM1bV7pya2k/SbspUKTNkpI/AAAAAAAABmo/BAf4PXQ8gb8/s320/0029+4x5+low+res.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312885611752690322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lM1bV7pya2k/SbspT9W3PpI/AAAAAAAABmg/HkSrEJxfQ0I/s1600-h/0019+low+res.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 160px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lM1bV7pya2k/SbspT9W3PpI/AAAAAAAABmg/HkSrEJxfQ0I/s320/0019+low+res.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312885608278343314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Keep Smilin'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Wendy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/576650749041170062-8862940524778238008?l=wendyspersonaljourney.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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Last month I saw his nurse and before that I was doing radiation, so I haven't seen him for a while.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;We talked about the biphosphonate study drug that I started and then stopped in case it was causing the problems I'm STILL having with my stomach!!  I only had 2 days to get back on the drug before I would not be allowed to be in the study anymore.  The doctor shared with me some reasons he really wants me to take this drug.  When a person has breast cancer and it's related to hormones, they get what is called "hormone therapy" by taking certain drugs that are supposed to help keep the hormone related cancer from coming back. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;If the breast cancer is not hormone related, which mine is NOT, then there is nothing to take to help prevent the cancer from reaccuring, except possibly this study drug.  So that is what this study is all about.  The drug is already know to help build my bone density back up from what the chemo zapped from it, now if they can prove it helps prevent or lessens the reaccurence of breast cancer or breast cancer that spreads to other areas of the body then it may some day get approved as a regular thing to give breast cancer patients such as myself, once all the other treatments are completed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;So, I've decided to go back on the drug and give it one more try.  I'm thinking that it didn't cause my stomach problems because I stopped the drug almost 4 weeks ago and the stomach problem is still there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Speaking of which, I'm going to a intestinal, gastro(somthing) specialist in 1 1/2 weeks for a consoltation to see if we can figure out what is causing my stomach problems.  I saw my primary doctor about this over 1 1/2 weeks ago and now I have to wait that much longer to see the specialist and this has been going on for a month now!!  Like my hubby said, good thing I probably don't have something that's gonna kill me, cuz just waiting to see the doctors is rediculous!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I also just found out that I have to go back to the oral surgeon and get some more surgery done!!  He's got to go in and shave the bone . . . boy, doesn't that sound like fun!!  NOT  ! ! ! ! !  He said that not everyone has to have this done, but I need to . . . oh, lucky me :)  Anyway for my new teeth to fit their best and feel good too, he's got to remove all the lumps and bumps and smooth things out more evenly.  What a pain, but I know it's for the best in the long run . . . I've got to live with these new teeth for a long time.  And let me tell you it's not been a fun experience so far, I am still pretty limited to the things I can eat.  So I will be having oral surgery next Wednesday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Also, I'm guessing because of the new teeth and also because of the stomach problems I've been having that as of today I have lost 11 pounds since I first saw my oncologist last May.  That is not including the 7-10 pounds that I gained during chemo.  So since last may I gained 7-10 pounds, lost that and then I've lost another 11 pounds!!  Not to worry, I'm far from getting too thin and actually hope I'll be able to keep the weight off once my body gets back to normal.  I can fit into some old jeans and that's great!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Let's see what else . . . oh yeah, another big thing that is going on with me is that I'm trying to find a new home for my horse Spooky :(  This is a really, really hard thing for me to do, but for many, many reasons and mostly for her benefit, I want to find a great home for her with someone who has and will take the time to ride her and fully enjoy all of her potential.  Each year I say I'm going to do something with her and now how many years later I still haven't done anything.  She is so wonderful and has too much potential to just hang out in my pasture much longer.  I sent out a flyer with her picture and info about her to some horse friends asking them to pass it on to their horse friends.  Well, I am really surprised at all the responses I have gotten about her.  I have a gal coming tomorrow to meet her and see if she wants her.  If that doesn't work out I've got another 7-9 people waiting for their turn!!  Here is a picture of my Spooky, I have had her since she was 3 months old and she will be 9 years old this June.  I will still have Cowboy, my mustang gelding, which will be my saving grace in all of this.  So keeping him will make loosing Spooky a little easier . . . . I think.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lM1bV7pya2k/SYPlwBTpWmI/AAAAAAAABlo/1LOAfpoWEHY/s1600-h/The+Paint+Painted+for+blog.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 426px; height: 334px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lM1bV7pya2k/SYPlwBTpWmI/AAAAAAAABlo/1LOAfpoWEHY/s320/The+Paint+Painted+for+blog.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297330199865154146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Well, I think that's about it for now.  Sorry to hit you with so much.  It seems like I go for a while with nothing to say and then all the sudden bang!!!, lots of stuff.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Hope you are all doing well.  Just think, each day is getting a little longer as we head toward Spring and Summer :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Keep Smilin'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Wendy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/576650749041170062-7014491328095998218?l=wendyspersonaljourney.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/WendysPersonalJourney/~4/zX-6JgeQ7j0" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://wendyspersonaljourney.blogspot.com/feeds/7014491328095998218/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=576650749041170062&amp;postID=7014491328095998218" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/576650749041170062/posts/default/7014491328095998218" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/576650749041170062/posts/default/7014491328095998218" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/WendysPersonalJourney/~3/zX-6JgeQ7j0/lots-of-stuff-updates-and-more.html" title="Lots of stuff . . .updates and more . . ." /><author><name>Wendy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05943939392144686821</uri><email>wendy@wildspiritphoto.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="13518115360680688468" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lM1bV7pya2k/SYPlwBTpWmI/AAAAAAAABlo/1LOAfpoWEHY/s72-c/The+Paint+Painted+for+blog.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://wendyspersonaljourney.blogspot.com/2009/01/lots-of-stuff-updates-and-more.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-576650749041170062.post-6971960592953716613</id><published>2009-01-26T00:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T00:29:09.519-08:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Coeur d'Alene" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Idaho" /><title type="text">Update and special photos</title><content type="html">&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Hello Everyone,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I don't have much to update about but thought I'd let you know that I went to my primary doctor last week about the stomach problems that I am still having.  She doesn't really know what is going on with me so she is referring me to an Intestinal- gastro(something) doctor!!  I haven't heard anything yet about that appointment so I will be calling them tomorrow and see what is the hold up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;On a different note . . . my oldest daughter Jessi is due to have her first baby in May ! !   Today we took a few quick pictures of her and I just loved how some of them turned out and wanted to share them with you all.  By the way, it's a GIRL ! ! !  Oh, and I have felt her kick 2 different time!!!!  I'm just a little excited about this baby and can't wait to be able to hold her and love her and kiss her!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Jessi at 6 months&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lM1bV7pya2k/SX1zWsht1_I/AAAAAAAABlg/kkPU_fEu1FM/s1600-h/Jessi+for+website.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lM1bV7pya2k/SX1zWsht1_I/AAAAAAAABlg/kkPU_fEu1FM/s320/Jessi+for+website.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295515570604464114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I hope you are all doing well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Keep Smilin'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Wendy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/576650749041170062-6971960592953716613?l=wendyspersonaljourney.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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Not much new going on with me.  My stomach problems have gotten a lot better, but I'm still having some, so I plan to call my doctor tomorrow and go in and see what she might think of this.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I participated in a short online photo course on Winter Photography.  Everyone in the class had about 2 weeks to go out and take photos of winter.  Then everyone could upload their 2 best images to be critiqued and the chance to win the grand prize, a gift certificate for Amazon.com.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;The instructors said that there were so many wonderful images that it was hard to pick just one winner, so they decided to choose 5 runner-ups as well.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I'm very excited and happy to say that one of my images was chosen as a runner-up!!  They will be posting the winner's images and info in a press release that they send out to tons of people over the internet.  Below is my winning image!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Frozen in Motion&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lM1bV7pya2k/SXOgtbZ8wwI/AAAAAAAABhI/0ELxZW-auXs/s1600-h/frozen+in+motion.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lM1bV7pya2k/SXOgtbZ8wwI/AAAAAAAABhI/0ELxZW-auXs/s320/frozen+in+motion.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292750689401619202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Here are the other two that I entered as well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Tree in Fog&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lM1bV7pya2k/SXOguIFOezI/AAAAAAAABhY/xB4q30Fgz_I/s1600-h/tree+in+fog+revised.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 251px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lM1bV7pya2k/SXOguIFOezI/AAAAAAAABhY/xB4q30Fgz_I/s320/tree+in+fog+revised.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292750701394295602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Snowy Sunset 3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lM1bV7pya2k/SXOgtitB-bI/AAAAAAAABhQ/z8qHHz2vn0k/s1600-h/snowy+sunset+3+redo+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 160px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lM1bV7pya2k/SXOgtitB-bI/AAAAAAAABhQ/z8qHHz2vn0k/s320/snowy+sunset+3+redo+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292750691360700850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/576650749041170062-4944848176206813115?l=wendyspersonaljourney.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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It was my first follow-up visit since being done with all the treatments.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The good news is that my blood work is all looking very good.  I have to have blood test every month, both for cancer reasons but also because of the study drug that I am taking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;This last week has been a rough one for me.  I'm calling it post treatment depression!!  Treatment is over and I want to feel all better!!  The problem that I have to come to grips with is . . . it just doesn't work that way!!  It's very frustrating because I still have no energy and worse, I have no motivation.  I just don't feel like doing a stinkin' thing!!  But at the same time I get terribly bored.  Then when I do try to do something it totally wipes me out and that causes me to get frustrated.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;We've had incredible, amazing, ridiculous amounts of snow all ready this year.  My first hose for watering the horses got buried when my hubby shoveled off the roof, so we pulled another one out of storage.  I put it on top of the giant snow barrier that came off the roof, where I thought it would be safe.  Well it might have been if it hadn't warmed up,  rained and melted some snow, so it all got heavy and settled and then it snowed on top of it again.  So a couple of days ago I had to water horses and my hose was buried again!!  My hubby has been outside for weeks plowing driveways, shoveling off roofs, plowing driveways, again and again, so I wasn't going to ask him for help, plus he was at the time doing some MORE plowing and shoveling!!  So I got the snow shovel and proceeded to dig out my hose.  WOW, it was really buried and I thought I wasn't going to be able to get it, but I finally did.  By the time I was done I was so exhausted and felt like I was going to have a heart attack!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;This is really sad and hard for me to accept much less admit!!  On another cancer blog that I'm a member of I mentioned that I feel like a lazy bum and boy did I get my butt chewed by the other cancer patients and survivors on there!!  They told me to not be so cruel to myself and to give myself more time to heal . . . my body has been through an awful lot!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;So yesterday I was talking to the nurse about some of this and how I've been feeling and I wasn't very thrilled when she said "it could take months".  Ugh, not what I was wanting to hear!!  I know it's different for everyone and some might bounce right back and others take longer.  I just would have thought that I'd be in the "bounce right back" category!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;So that is the latest on me.  I've been working on my business website, making some changes and updates and getting ready for the new year.  I will start to contact some people and start booking work for this summer.  It's hard for me to imagine doing this while I'm feeling like I do, but I have to believe that by the time I start shooting shows, etc., that I'm going to be feeling TONS better!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I want to wish you all a Happy New Year!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hugs,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Wendy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/576650749041170062-2947613780602323055?l=wendyspersonaljourney.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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Although I have not been feeling real good and been pretty tired the last couple of days.  I'm wondering if the fatigue of radiation that they talk about is just now hitting me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have another blog . . .my photo blog, for those of you who may not have taken a look at it.  Anyway, I took some pictures today and posted the below stuff on my photo blog and thought I'd just copy and paste it over here for those of you who are not subscribed to my photo blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took some photos today for a Winter Solstice Project and wanted to share a few with you. Boy are we getting pounded with snow!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lM1bV7pya2k/SU8loa31aXI/AAAAAAAABgA/m79OilBz4r8/s1600-h/dump+truck+2+low+res.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lM1bV7pya2k/SU8loa31aXI/AAAAAAAABgA/m79OilBz4r8/s320/dump+truck+2+low+res.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282482264267385202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Dump Truck&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt; obviously retired for the winter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lM1bV7pya2k/SU8ln2CbffI/AAAAAAAABfw/NXngLhshXMw/s1600-h/Cowboy+122108+low+res.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lM1bV7pya2k/SU8ln2CbffI/AAAAAAAABfw/NXngLhshXMw/s320/Cowboy+122108+low+res.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282482254379711986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was using the flash on my camera and Cowboy wanted nothing to do with it, so he moved out of the shelter and wouldn't get any closer to me than this . . . .the big chicken!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lM1bV7pya2k/SU8loDgGyGI/AAAAAAAABf4/1nKL-glLFsw/s1600-h/Cowboy+%26+Spooky-4172-low+res.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lM1bV7pya2k/SU8loDgGyGI/AAAAAAAABf4/1nKL-glLFsw/s320/Cowboy+%26+Spooky-4172-low+res.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282482257993844834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spooky on the other hand wouldn't leave me alone, so I tossed her some hay. Put some food in front of her and she won't bug you for a little while!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lM1bV7pya2k/SU8lolMw80I/AAAAAAAABgI/y7DD0lPmcYY/s1600-h/Trouble+122108+low+res.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lM1bV7pya2k/SU8lolMw80I/AAAAAAAABgI/y7DD0lPmcYY/s320/Trouble+122108+low+res.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282482267039527746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had just finished taking pictures and was leaving the barn and I ran into Trouble. He decided the snow was too deep and followed or rather raced me back to the house!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lM1bV7pya2k/SU8ln15q5WI/AAAAAAAABfo/du49Yy2IlfY/s1600-h/Cowboy-3+122108-sepia-low+res.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lM1bV7pya2k/SU8ln15q5WI/AAAAAAAABfo/du49Yy2IlfY/s320/Cowboy-3+122108-sepia-low+res.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282482254342972770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here is one more of Cowboy.  I used a Sepia tone on this one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;He's such a pretty boy. And as you can see my horses are fat and spoiled!! I was a little worried about how fat they were getting but then as soon as the frigid below zero temps and wind chill hit, I was really glad they had the extra layers to keep them warm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today when I was out there taking these photos the temperature was 10 degrees and the wind chill factor was about 7-10 BELOW zero!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt; My gloves made pressing the button on the camera really difficult so I took one off for a just a little bit to take the rest of the photos . . . . wow, it's amazing how quickly those kind of cold temperatures can effect the uncovered skin!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/576650749041170062-4659808672320651740?l=wendyspersonaljourney.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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For this I say, Thank You Jesus.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Before I got cancer I knew there were people out there with cancer and some dying from it, but boy let me tell you that once you become one of those people, it takes on a whole different role.  You look at it and the people who have it, in a whole new light.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Research has come a long way for most cancers and their treatment.  With breast cancer, it seems like every where you turn there is a pink ribbon.  Pink ribbons and other such things that promote funding for more research.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Although things have improved tremendously and more and more people survive breast cancer, there are still a lot of women who die from this horrid disease.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Last week I received an e-mail from a well know cancer foundation asking for year end donation to help fight breast cancer.  I barely glanced at the first paragraph and closed the e-mail because I didn't want to read the sad but real information is was stating.  It states that "someone dies from breast cancer every 75 seconds" and that last year 40,000 families lost a loved one to this killer.  I'm not sure so please don't quote me but I think the population of Coeur d'Alene is around 40,000.  To put this in perspective, can you imagine everyone in Coeur d'Alene dying within a year!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Why am I talking about all of this tonight you might be asking.  Here I am near the end of my treatments, doing well, with a very positive outlook and prognosis.  Well, it's because some reality jumped out and hit me today, hit me like a flippin' rock!!  Someone I know, not really well, but still I know this person, I've been to her house, I've met her family, I've run into her at the cancer center, etc., is dying from breast cancer.   She has known since the beginning that her prognosis was not very good.  I saw her a few months ago and she was looking great, very chipper, etc.  I ran into her today as we were both out shopping for Christmas.  She is now very weak and has to use a walker to get around.  We talked for a few minutes, not about the cancer, well we did comment on each other's hat's, as we are both still bald enough to need to wear them, but that was pretty much it about the cancer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;This hit me really hard.  Here she is out shopping for Christmas and guys I have to tell you, there is a chance she might not even still be here come Christmas!!  Oh my, I feel so aweful about this, but at the same time I give her so much credit.  She's not letting this keep her down, she is still living life, even as she is dying.  I don't know if I could be that strong.  Even now, as I write this, my eyes fill with tears as the reality hits me that today I was talking to and hugged a fellow breast cancer patient and friend . . . . who is dying, really and truly dying, of this horride, horride disease.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;So, if you would, please won't you all say a little prayer for all those out there who are going through this or any other difficult journey.  And if you have the means, please won't you do what you can to help further the research for this and/or any other conditions that are robbing so many of their lives.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Well, I'm sorry to be writing about such a sad thing, but unfortunatly it is reality.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hugs and Best Wishes to you all,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Wendy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/576650749041170062-816307467512269834?l=wendyspersonaljourney.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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Up until now I've been doing pretty good about going to town every stinkin' day for radiation.  But now it's starting to get old.  It started yesterday and I'm feeling it again this morning . . . . I don't want to go!!  Radiation is a quick and easy process so that is not the problem.  The problem is that I'm just tired of it all.  My skin is burnt and itching like crazy.  I think I'm starting to feel the fatigue associated with radiation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Next week on Tuesday they start the new, more concentrated dose of radiation, aimed more specifically on the area where my tumor was.  This will be good for the rest of the area that is now burnt as it will have a chance to really start healing.  But the 2 areas I'm most worried about and the only places that sometimes hurt from this, are in the area that will continue to get the more concentrated doses.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I have to keep telling myself . . . after today . . . . . only 9 more treatments and then I'll be done!!  I can do this, I can do this!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!  God, please help me do this!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Also, yesterday, Dec 4, 2008 I started the bisphosphonate  drug study.  I have to take 2 of these horse sized pills every morning before I eat or drink anything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;My hair continues to grow!!  Slowly but shurly it is growing and I'm seeing more and more dark hairs coming in . . . . yipee!!  I really hope the dark hair continues because I really just do not want to color my hair anymore!!!  I'm going to be very tempted to not color it even if it comes in with a lot of gray.  Gray hair is the only reason I've colored my hair for so many years and I'm just not looking forward to doing that again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;My new teeth are doing ok.  The bottom one's do not fit very well so I don't wear them very much.  Unlike the top teeth, you can't tell that I don't have the bottom one's in.  The denturist won't realign them (to fit better) until after my gums have healed, as they will continue to shrink until them.  So I'm stuck with these for a little while and doing the best I can to sort of eat more solid type foods.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Well, I must get ready to go for radiaiton.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Keep Smilin'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Wendy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/576650749041170062-3709361188922401367?l=wendyspersonaljourney.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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