<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:blogger='http://schemas.google.com/blogger/2008' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6107501655562640445</id><updated>2024-09-19T13:30:29.478-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Faith, Trust and Pixie Dust</title><subtitle type='html'>This is my Breast Cancer story. I hope this empowers you to encourage the women in your life to be proactive about their health.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mamasarm.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6107501655562640445/posts/default?redirect=false'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mamasarm.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6107501655562640445/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25&amp;redirect=false'/><author><name>mamasarm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01142053396143890085</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiYvGV3ULrY25D0cXcOVqrZnIcaDzH9S0_KmNVJavKaxUAv4QMimljRy6Hn1WHp1wzeIDyPqK1ygrsz8n1ub8y8BxJvQ-qC-GcUayQ5RC_6vMy8yKxMGksbKF4TFL3C0A/s220/IMG_6815.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>49</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6107501655562640445.post-7376418457629228770</id><published>2016-03-25T19:54:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2016-03-25T19:54:30.817-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Easter.....A Time For Gratitude </title><content type='html'>Easter is upon us and so is my gratitude of our Lord and Savior Jesus Christ. &amp;nbsp;Over the last 4 1/2 years I have endured much, but no more that Heavenly Father knows I can handle. &amp;nbsp;The last few weeks the pain I have experienced is much, but to know that our Savior had taken on this pain for me, my anguish, my suffering and that of all of us. &lt;br /&gt;
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I know our Heavenly Father lives and is with us each day, we are never forsaken. &amp;nbsp;I know his son Jesus Christ walked this earth and will again. &amp;nbsp;I know so much is to come our way and it is our responsibility to be prepared. &amp;nbsp;Now there are some who are not members of that same church I belong to who are reading this. &amp;nbsp;If nothing else I encourage you to read the Bible, read it daily. &amp;nbsp;Pray about what you read, know he will answer your prayers.&lt;br /&gt;
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When in my most painful day, &amp;nbsp;I felt the hand of God in my life get me through. &amp;nbsp;When the light at the end of this tunnel seems so bleak, he made it bright. &amp;nbsp;When the ground under my feet seemed to have left me, I was carried by him. &amp;nbsp;When I weep for one of my children, &amp;nbsp;I feel him wipe my tears. &amp;nbsp;When I want to be angry for my diagnosis, I hear him say &quot;you must help others&quot;. &amp;nbsp;I know Heavenly Father knows me, I know Jesus Christ is by my side &amp;amp; I know the Holy Ghost is my comforter. &amp;nbsp;I am truly grateful for the knowledge I have been given. &amp;nbsp;May we all take a few moments out of our busy weekend and remember, give thanks and pass along these great blessings we have been given. &lt;br /&gt;
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We discussed my options and I quickly answered the option that I felt was right for me, &lt;i&gt;Tram Flap&lt;/i&gt;. &amp;nbsp;Now this was the most invasive and difficult of options but I felt was the best for me. This surgery would be a 12 hour long procedure and with a 6 week recovery. &amp;nbsp;Using my own body tissue, my plastic surgeon and team of surgeons, anesthesiologists and nurses would perform reconstruction. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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Tuesday March 8, 2016 arrives and so did Kenny &amp;amp; I the hospital at 5:45am....we were the first to arrive in Pre Op for the day &amp;amp; I was the last to be done in surgery for the day. &amp;nbsp;With Surgery starting at 7am I figured I would be out by 7pm. &amp;nbsp;When I woke up I wasn&#39;t in too much pain except for my arms and throat, that was so painful. &amp;nbsp;Remember now, when you are in surgery they tape your arms to boards and hyperextend them. &amp;nbsp;I began to cry asking why my throat &amp;amp; arms were so painful. &amp;nbsp;Listening to one of the surgeons tell the post op nurse that I would be fine and the sounds would be faint but I should be fine. &amp;nbsp;My mind was racing at this point, &amp;nbsp;I felt as though I was totally aware of what was going on but couldn&#39;t move or speak...what happened?! &amp;nbsp;One push on the morphine drip and I was out like a light.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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I woke up and in a room with my post op nurse and 2 floor nurses. &amp;nbsp;The Post Op nurse kept telling me he would stay with me for a while longer. &amp;nbsp;The two floor nurses had such fear in their faces and began to say &quot;We need to have the surgeon come back, I can&#39;t get sounds&quot;. &amp;nbsp;My heart dropped something was terribly wrong. &amp;nbsp;I asked what was going on and they tried to reassure me I would be fine. &amp;nbsp;I then asked for them to call my husband, I wanted him right away and where is he anyway? &amp;nbsp;They said &quot;but Mrs. Sarmiento, its very late&quot;. &amp;nbsp;What time is it? &amp;nbsp;&quot;Oh its 2am....... 2AM!!!! what happened!?&lt;/div&gt;
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Later I found out there were complications and my 12 hr surgery was 17 hrs.....No wonder my arms hurt so much, and my throat...ugh. &amp;nbsp;The days have been rough and not easy but having my family with me every step of the way has been such a great source of encouragement. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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I woke up to an IV in my right &amp;nbsp;hand, one in each foot and 6 drains from my body. &amp;nbsp;Over the last 17 days I have been able to have 5 of the 6 drains removed, all IVs gone, and most of the pain is gone. &amp;nbsp;I stopped taking all pain meds as they were making me sick. &amp;nbsp;There is pain but not too bad, there is a drain but that will be removed by day 21 post op. &amp;nbsp;I cannot straighten my arms fully but I can use them!!! &amp;nbsp; This was a difficult decision to make but one I know will be worth it in the end. &amp;nbsp;My own tissue &amp;amp; no more surgeries.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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During this preparation and post op I had learned 2 friends have been diagnosed with Breast Cancer and are now fighting this courageous battle. &amp;nbsp;One has completed Chemo and is now receiving Radiation. &amp;nbsp;The other has just had her lumpectomy and is awaiting a meeting with an Oncologist to decide her course of action. &amp;nbsp;I actually sat and cried one day thinking I really don&#39;t want to see one more person go through this. &amp;nbsp;My heart aches for each who are diagnosed and their families. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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My husband, children and family have been by my side. &amp;nbsp;My dad and step mom even came to take care of our family for a week, what a blessing. &amp;nbsp;So many good friend have fed my family and visited with us. &amp;nbsp;We so appreciate the love shown, texts and calls of concern and encouragement. &amp;nbsp;This has been a long road and bit to go but I can finally see the light at the end of this tunnel. &lt;br /&gt;
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The summer months bring what I really don&#39;t like....heat! &amp;nbsp;I love tempters in the 50s-low 80s. &amp;nbsp;I wouldn&#39;t mind 20s once in a while too!! &amp;nbsp;I love weather change, but here in So Cal that is a rarity. &amp;nbsp;School has started and the weather should become like fall right....oh wait, school started in &lt;i&gt;August!&lt;/i&gt; &amp;nbsp;Mother Nature may need to change her ways to accommodate. &amp;nbsp;The heat doesn&#39;t help with sleeplessness but AC and a big fan does.&lt;br /&gt;
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This last month I have rededicated myself to exercising again. &amp;nbsp;The side effects I have with exercising from the Arimidex I take is painful, but I push through so I can participate in my first Race!! &amp;nbsp;Labor Day 2015 I will run in the South Jordan Temple 2 Temple Steeplechase! &amp;nbsp;I am so excited, however when I signed up I thought I was going to run a 5k...3 miles &lt;i&gt;that &lt;/i&gt;I can do. &amp;nbsp;After I registered online I realized &lt;i&gt;Oops&lt;/i&gt; this is a 5 mile race!!! &amp;nbsp;Looks like I will be walking most of this, but at least I am doing it! &amp;nbsp;I think I will sleep really we&#39;ll that night....he he he.&lt;br /&gt;
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So today I am proclaiming that I will work out at least 3 days a week each week. &amp;nbsp;This will not be easy for me. &amp;nbsp;I am in need of help, if you are willing to. &amp;nbsp;I need you to encourage me, help me, join me. &amp;nbsp;My dream once JT left for his mission was to lose weight so JT can pick me up when he arrives home. &amp;nbsp;Well 20 months have gone by and that hasn&#39;t happened. &amp;nbsp;So I am hoping now to just become healthy and a good example for my kids. &amp;nbsp;I want to do this for me....not for a one day event but for a lifetime. &amp;nbsp;Being healthy doesn&#39;t mean a size 2, it means being healthy. &lt;br /&gt;
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She helped me with our Elementary School Variety Shows and other PTA events.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;She was always about the kids &amp;amp; never about her own gain.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;The downside to this is, we will put others I front of our own needs. There are those out there to thrive off attention wither it be good or bad, no matter, the love of&amp;nbsp;attention and control is what some are after.&amp;nbsp; This women would rather help and never ask for any accolades.&amp;nbsp; She always did everything with a true intent of her good heart.&lt;br /&gt;
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Cancer is not easy to fight, over come or even sometimes talk about....but it is becoming increasingly common amongst us.&amp;nbsp; Its how we fight it, how we&amp;nbsp;win it that makes a difference. Cancer didn&#39;t beat this amazing women, she beat it to the very end.&amp;nbsp; Sadly life goes on for us left here, but for her, well she is in a much better place without pain and in full dignity. &lt;br /&gt;
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As our hearts &amp;amp; prayers are directed to this amazing, athletic, fun loving woman &amp;amp; her family at this time....I can&#39;t help but reflect on this thought that keeps coming to my mind...&amp;nbsp;&quot;Pap &amp;amp; Mammo Ladies&quot;!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Do yourself a favor &amp;amp; Schedule your next appointment. &amp;nbsp;Do it in honor of someone, do it for your family, do it for YOURSELF. &amp;nbsp;Lessons are not given to us without learning.&amp;nbsp; So we go on with this lesson learned, life is all about making the most of every day&amp;nbsp;in a positive way.&amp;nbsp; I have chosen to live a much happier and positive life since I was diagnosed.&amp;nbsp; I hope to always be involved in all my children and husband do, I don&#39;t want to miss a moment of it.&amp;nbsp; Life can be so short and lets be honest, for some of us its shorter than others.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;
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I have much that I would hope to accomplish in this life, I pray I am given the opportunity to do the many things I would like to.&amp;nbsp; I am very blessed to be here today, my story could have been very different.&amp;nbsp; I was reminded of this by a very good friend this morning, she&amp;nbsp;texted me&lt;em&gt;&amp;nbsp;&quot;I&#39;m so thankful that you beat your cancer.&amp;nbsp; It&#39;s so scary-that could have been you.&amp;nbsp; I&#39;m going home and schedule my Mammogram &amp;amp; Pap :)&quot;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/em&gt;I was at the dentist office with my kids and read this, I started to cry in front of all those in the waiting room.&amp;nbsp; I&amp;nbsp;feel her love and I am grateful for her words.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;
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</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mamasarm.blogspot.com/feeds/833619400744659654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mamasarm.blogspot.com/2014/07/a-sad-reminder.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6107501655562640445/posts/default/833619400744659654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6107501655562640445/posts/default/833619400744659654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mamasarm.blogspot.com/2014/07/a-sad-reminder.html' title='A Day to Remember &amp; Honor'/><author><name>mamasarm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01142053396143890085</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiYvGV3ULrY25D0cXcOVqrZnIcaDzH9S0_KmNVJavKaxUAv4QMimljRy6Hn1WHp1wzeIDyPqK1ygrsz8n1ub8y8BxJvQ-qC-GcUayQ5RC_6vMy8yKxMGksbKF4TFL3C0A/s220/IMG_6815.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6107501655562640445.post-2439711265612140249</id><published>2014-05-13T20:48:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2014-05-14T06:25:39.707-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Socially Acceptable............</title><content type='html'>This last year we have struggled with an issue at our sons school, bullying. &amp;nbsp;He has been harassed, pushed, kicked, tripped, teased, made fun of, singled out, and roughed up after school. &amp;nbsp;We have tried to work with the Administration of our school, but have been told &quot;its all him&quot; or &quot;he is blowing things out of proportion&quot;. &amp;nbsp;There hasn&#39;t been a week that hasn&#39;t gone by this school year where he comes home talking about how he is picked on. &amp;nbsp;At first as a parent you are so defensive and want to find out who is doing this. &amp;nbsp;Then you talk to the school only to hear this is all in your child&#39;s mind. &amp;nbsp;You start to rationalize it just to cope. &amp;nbsp;All year we have seen his self confidence start to diminish, his happy go lucky attitude go dark. &lt;br /&gt;
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I even went on a field trip with his class so I can see how he interacts with the kids, what I saw broke my heart. &amp;nbsp;Kids were indifferent to him, while on the bus I sat in the back and could hear a few boys taunt him and make fun of him. &amp;nbsp;The teacher was in the front so I am assuming she didn&#39;t hear this. &amp;nbsp;As a parent I wanted to protect him and tell those boys what they were doing was wrong, but then thought I may make it worse for him. &lt;br /&gt;
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So many days he tells us how kids trip him and make him fall to the ground only to laugh at him. &amp;nbsp;Other kids bully him into giving him part of his lunch. &amp;nbsp;Girls have even circulated a picture of him on cell phones making fun of him at home and school. &amp;nbsp;I have even listened while kids bullying him while on XBox Live while playing games together. &lt;br /&gt;
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I am sure you are asking yourself &quot;where is the school in all this&quot;? &amp;nbsp; I have spoken with his teacher who admitted she has seen somethings happen in the class. &amp;nbsp;It has gotten to the point were he will start to verbally fight back, which we have discouraged. &amp;nbsp; The Principal has told me &quot;kids do trash talk on the playground but what can we do&quot;? &amp;nbsp;We send our children to school thinking it will be a safe and educational environment and for the last 21 years having our children in the same elementary school district we have never experienced anything like this. &amp;nbsp;The principal even offered for our son to meet with a school councilor who can meet with him and teach him tools to use to cope with situations. &amp;nbsp;After an interview on the phone the councilor told me he would be benefit but because we have an HMO he doesn&#39;t qualify for this service. &lt;br /&gt;
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I have come to see that&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;Socially&lt;/i&gt; it is acceptable to use foul language at such young ages, its &lt;i&gt;Socially acceptable &lt;/i&gt;to tease others and get away with it. &amp;nbsp;I think its a travesty that anyone at any age has to be told to just toughen up and deal with others making fun of you. &amp;nbsp;This is not how anyone should have to live. &amp;nbsp; I can&#39;t but help see that those who are the perpetrators are the ones who dictate what is &lt;i&gt;Socially&lt;/i&gt; acceptable....This is where I draw the line.&lt;br /&gt;
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I have asked a few moms at this school to ask their children if they have noticed if he is bullied or picked on. &amp;nbsp;The response was the same from each child, &lt;i&gt;&quot;yes he is and the language those kids use is not right&quot;. &amp;nbsp; &quot;The kids pick on him and some bully&quot;. &amp;nbsp;&quot;He&#39;s a nice kid and I don&#39;t know why they do this to him&quot;. &lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp; That is when my heart sunk. &amp;nbsp;When I told the Principal this she told me &quot;I wish you wouldn&#39;t have done that, that is an inaccurate way to know. &amp;nbsp;I invite you to come and be on the playground to watch for yourself&quot;. &amp;nbsp;I appreciate the invitation but what will I see, kids being on their best behavior, &amp;nbsp;who will then later pick on my son for having me there? &amp;nbsp;I went to talk to his teacher before school stared and my son said &quot;I hope the bad kids don&#39;t see us come out of the class, they will make fun of me and make stuff up&quot;. &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;I spoke to a mom about this and she said her daughter has expressed the same to her. &lt;br /&gt;
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We have prayed with our son about this issue, to give him strength and peace. &amp;nbsp;There are so many days he doesn&#39;t want to go to school, he would rather be home, but we tell him to keep his head high &amp;amp; just tell them to STOP IT! &amp;nbsp;We pray for those who are committing these mean acts on our son, we pray that their hearts will be softened and they will see how their choices have been. &amp;nbsp;Each day we tell him to be strong &amp;amp; know Heavenly Father is walking right along side him.&lt;br /&gt;
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Recently our church held its annual General Conference and President Dieter F Uchtdorf delivered this message to the world:&lt;br /&gt;
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I watched this video and as painful as it is to watch, I had my son watch with me. &amp;nbsp;I told him &quot;see President Uchtdorf says to just say &lt;i&gt;STOP IT&lt;/i&gt;&quot;. &amp;nbsp;I can only hope and pray you who are reading this will watch this video and share this with your family &amp;amp; friends. &amp;nbsp;If only we can all learn from two little yet very powerful words...Stop It.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mamasarm.blogspot.com/feeds/2439711265612140249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mamasarm.blogspot.com/2014/05/socially-acceptable.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6107501655562640445/posts/default/2439711265612140249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6107501655562640445/posts/default/2439711265612140249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mamasarm.blogspot.com/2014/05/socially-acceptable.html' title='Socially Acceptable............'/><author><name>mamasarm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01142053396143890085</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiYvGV3ULrY25D0cXcOVqrZnIcaDzH9S0_KmNVJavKaxUAv4QMimljRy6Hn1WHp1wzeIDyPqK1ygrsz8n1ub8y8BxJvQ-qC-GcUayQ5RC_6vMy8yKxMGksbKF4TFL3C0A/s220/IMG_6815.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6107501655562640445.post-8996728676625884098</id><published>2014-03-20T19:55:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2014-03-20T20:01:59.232-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Its Time For Spring Cleaning.......</title><content type='html'>Happy Spring Ladies, now don&#39;t forget to clean out closets, move furniture to clean behind and get all those dust bunnies and clean out the garage. &amp;nbsp;While your at it don&#39;t forget to detail your car, its needed it for a while. &amp;nbsp;Then make sure to turn all the mattresses over and donate all the items you don&#39;t need to a worthy cause.&lt;br /&gt;
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Now that you have done all that take a look in the mirror. &amp;nbsp;Now it&#39;s time for you! &amp;nbsp;Call and make that appointment for your annual, or for some your first, Mammogram. &amp;nbsp;While you at it call to schedule a Physical as well. &lt;br /&gt;
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One day while I was performing a self breast examination I found a lump. &amp;nbsp;Now this was about 2 months before our first daughter was to be married, so I resolved myself to &quot;its nothing and if it is I will deal with it after the wedding&quot;. &amp;nbsp;Then came the end of the school year, the beginning of summer and finally I had my 2nd annual mammogram appointment to attend. &amp;nbsp;While I was there I told the Technician that I felt a lump but its was up high on my chest wall. &amp;nbsp;She right away said &quot;the mammogram wont detect that area so I am going to send a referral off to radiology for you to have an ultrasound mammogram for that area&quot;. &amp;nbsp; When I attended my &#39;ultrasound mammo&#39; I was told my Mammogram looked great and they really couldn&#39;t find anything. &amp;nbsp;I had to show them where and after a few minutes BINGO, they found what I had felt. &amp;nbsp;Fast forwarding I had 3 different types of Cancer, one of which was very a aggressive cancer. &lt;br /&gt;
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After much prayer and discussion my husband and I told the breast surgeon that I wanted a &#39;Bilateral Mastectomy&#39;. &amp;nbsp;My breast surgeon told me after they performed the biopsy &quot;it was only a matter of time before it spread, You Literally Saved Your Life&quot;. &amp;nbsp;Now this was after 2 lumpectomies and 4 rounds of Chemotherapy. &amp;nbsp;I know that listening to my &lt;i&gt;still small voice&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;amp; being proactive is what saved my life. &lt;br /&gt;
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Just 3 weeks ago I ran into an old friend, totally out of the blue. &amp;nbsp;When I asked how she was she said, &quot;I was just diagnosed with Breast Cancer&quot;. &amp;nbsp;She seemed to still be in shock and didn&#39;t know how she and her husband were going to tell their children. &amp;nbsp;My husband and I pray for her and her family daily. &amp;nbsp;Over the last 2 years I have meet many wonderful and inspiring women who have been diagnosed with Breast Cancer. &amp;nbsp;All of us have our own unique story and all of us have something in common.....we are Survivors. &lt;br /&gt;
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I encourage you....No I Challenge you to get your Mammogram. &amp;nbsp;Challenge your moms, sisters, daughters &amp;amp; girlfriends to get their Mammograms too!!! &amp;nbsp;Its a simple test that take about 15 minutes out of your daily life....to save your life!&lt;br /&gt;
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Looking back on the days I was just living one at a time, I kept telling myself &quot;A year from now, 2 years from now&quot;. &amp;nbsp;Well its now that bench mark and I seem to be doing well. &amp;nbsp;All my hair is back, &amp;amp; I love to brush it, blow dry it and play with it. &amp;nbsp;Funny how things such as simple as brushing your hair is taken for granted. &lt;br /&gt;
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So here it is.... about&amp;nbsp;4&amp;nbsp;years ago someone who&amp;nbsp;I thought&amp;nbsp;was&amp;nbsp;a friend came to me one day. &amp;nbsp;Now this is someone who has been known to complain to others&amp;nbsp;of how they feel they are not liked,&amp;nbsp;and after a while you start to notice you are falling into that same mentality and find yourself looking for new friends. &amp;nbsp;On&amp;nbsp;a few&amp;nbsp;occasions she felt the need to tell me how others didn&#39;t&amp;nbsp;think highly of my&amp;nbsp;family and one day&amp;nbsp;in-particular&amp;nbsp;she&amp;nbsp;said&amp;nbsp;&quot;you know I had lunch with this these women and they were talking about you and your situation&quot;.&amp;nbsp; She continued to&amp;nbsp;tell me how these women were choosing to make &lt;em&gt;me&lt;/em&gt; their topic of discussion, how stupid&amp;nbsp;my husband and I&amp;nbsp;were and what bad parents they thought we were.&lt;br /&gt;
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Well of course I went through the usual female emotions.....&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;strong&gt;Mad&lt;/strong&gt;: How could they say these things about me, I have never said one mean or negative thought about them. &lt;br /&gt;
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After my emotions got the best of me for about&amp;nbsp;a year I realized this is just not me. &amp;nbsp;I tried to turn the other cheek and kill them with kindness but yet these women seemed to me to snub me and only were friendly around big groups when others are looking.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;I then decided to just ignore and move on, then I was diagnosed with Cancer. &amp;nbsp;I then had put my focus on what really mattered. &amp;nbsp;For a time we had some very kind friends bring us dinner during the days after my chemo treatments. &amp;nbsp;Nearly all of these women who passed judgement on me, or so I was being told, brought us dinner. &amp;nbsp;I didn&#39;t have bad feelings with a couple of them but 2 I did, in fact I tried to get out of receiving dinner from them.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; This was very difficult for me but I knew that I needed to be more Christ Like.&lt;br /&gt;
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Now the moral of this story is not to point a finger or to give shame to anyone, it is to bring awareness to feelings.&amp;nbsp; I have feelings and so do others.&amp;nbsp; Now in reality I really have no idea if what this woman had told me was even true, none the less I did go through all the emotions.&amp;nbsp; This has truly effected my friendships with so many, my families relationships with other families and my trust issue.&amp;nbsp; What I have found in all of this is when I read Scriptures and Pray daily with my family and husband I am so comforted.&amp;nbsp; I know as long as I treat others how I would want to be treated, have a true intent of my heart and live life with purpose and humbleness I will feel peace.&amp;nbsp; This is something I have come to know.&lt;br /&gt;
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I started this story for my blog over 2 years ago and have felt different emotions while trying to finish this post.&amp;nbsp; Regardless&amp;nbsp;if these women did or didn&#39;t choose to pass judgment on my family,&amp;nbsp;they had no idea why my demeanor had changed with them.&amp;nbsp; I feel so bad and&amp;nbsp;have repented for my actions.&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;I don&#39;t want anyone to take this as &quot;Marri needs a hug&quot;....OK maybe I do, BUT.... we are all here on earth to make our own choices.&amp;nbsp; Lets just make choices that don&#39;t hurt others, no matter your reason.&amp;nbsp; </content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mamasarm.blogspot.com/feeds/256488509287221447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mamasarm.blogspot.com/2014/03/gossip-its-never-good-thing.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6107501655562640445/posts/default/256488509287221447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6107501655562640445/posts/default/256488509287221447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mamasarm.blogspot.com/2014/03/gossip-its-never-good-thing.html' title='Gossip, It&#39;s Never A Good Thing.......'/><author><name>mamasarm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01142053396143890085</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiYvGV3ULrY25D0cXcOVqrZnIcaDzH9S0_KmNVJavKaxUAv4QMimljRy6Hn1WHp1wzeIDyPqK1ygrsz8n1ub8y8BxJvQ-qC-GcUayQ5RC_6vMy8yKxMGksbKF4TFL3C0A/s220/IMG_6815.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6107501655562640445.post-2918702928669112994</id><published>2012-11-15T09:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-11-15T09:54:08.616-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Martina Bagaman Sarmiento, Till We Meet Again</title><content type='html'>My mother in law has been the cement of the Sarmiento Family for 55 years, raised 3 children, helped raise her brothers 2 sons, helped raise 2 of her grandchildren and was an amazing grandmother to 10. &amp;nbsp;She was born in Shanghai China, migrated to the Philippines, met and married her husband of 55 years, migrated to the USA and worked hard her entire life. &amp;nbsp;She has said to us quite often &quot;the day I stop working is the day I die&quot;. &amp;nbsp;She had traveled much and never missed a family celebration. &amp;nbsp;Recently she was diagnosed with Congestive Heart Failure, which is treatable. &amp;nbsp;We went to visit her in early August and while we were there at her home she had suffered a hemoragic stroke, Kenny went to check in on her and found her standing by her bed unresponsive. &amp;nbsp;He got our son JT and our nephew Cleve to help him carry her down the hallway. &amp;nbsp;We called 911 and were fortunate enough to have friends there, one an ICU Nurse and one a Pharmacist. &amp;nbsp;They recognized she had stroked, so they helped with the EMTs. Within minutes she was on a gurney and off to the hospital with us behind. &amp;nbsp;The EMT&#39;s said as soon as they walked into the hospital she coded and was revived. &amp;nbsp;After a CAT Scan and other tests we received the news that she was brain dead. &amp;nbsp;We were all at the hospital at this point and Kenny&#39;s brother and family driving 4 hours away to be with her. &amp;nbsp;We had asked that they keep her alive until they arrived. &amp;nbsp;After watching her code and they had to work on her....it was all too much and with much anguish and tears Kenny, his sister Beth and I asked the ER Nurse &amp;amp; Doctors to stop. &amp;nbsp;We brought all the family in to say our goodbyes and I had the great blessing to hold her hand and sing church hymns to her. &amp;nbsp;Kenny administered a blessing to her and we all stood crying and loving her as she took her last breath. &amp;nbsp;At that very moment I thought to myself all the little things in life that people tend to blow out of proportion, the craziness that ensues in daily life all needs to be brought into perspective. &amp;nbsp;Life is truly short and we have so much to do, let each day be treated as a blessing. &amp;nbsp;Do unto others as you would have done unto you. &lt;br /&gt;
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The funeral was attended by many and was as lovely as Marty was. &amp;nbsp;All the grandchildren sang, we as a family sang a song as well. &amp;nbsp;Many friends and family came from far distances to show their love and respect for such and amazing women. &amp;nbsp;The closing Hymn to her was &quot;God Be With You Till We Meet Again&quot;.... and thats how we as a Sarmiento Family feel. </content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mamasarm.blogspot.com/feeds/2918702928669112994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mamasarm.blogspot.com/2012/11/martina-bagaman-sarmiento-till-we-meet.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6107501655562640445/posts/default/2918702928669112994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6107501655562640445/posts/default/2918702928669112994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mamasarm.blogspot.com/2012/11/martina-bagaman-sarmiento-till-we-meet.html' title='Martina Bagaman Sarmiento, Till We Meet Again'/><author><name>mamasarm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01142053396143890085</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiYvGV3ULrY25D0cXcOVqrZnIcaDzH9S0_KmNVJavKaxUAv4QMimljRy6Hn1WHp1wzeIDyPqK1ygrsz8n1ub8y8BxJvQ-qC-GcUayQ5RC_6vMy8yKxMGksbKF4TFL3C0A/s220/IMG_6815.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6107501655562640445.post-2465043098404076424</id><published>2012-11-15T09:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-11-15T09:11:03.385-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Few Words About The Last Year.......</title><content type='html'>Over the last 5 months I have started a new Career, lost my mother in law to a stroke, sent our son JT off to College, came home to a water heater break and flooded home, been living in the Residence Inn for over 2 months and Celebrated a Birthday Post Chemo. &lt;br /&gt;
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Starting a new Career has been so great for me, a blessing and so fun. &amp;nbsp; A great friend offered to train me in becoming a bookkeeper and Office Manager. &amp;nbsp;I have loved it and learned so much.&lt;br /&gt;
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Taking my son to school was bitter sweet. &amp;nbsp;I know I can call him and skype him anytime however this is just a preparation for his Mission. &amp;nbsp;JT is doing so great and we had a fun road trip getting there. &amp;nbsp;As always funny things happen along the way but thats what make for fun family stories and laughs. &lt;br /&gt;
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I return home with Dillon after our road trip to BYU-Idaho to find that Kenny and Makayla had cleaned the home from top to bottom for me. &amp;nbsp;Not a speck of dust, furniture all in place and nothing on the floor. &amp;nbsp;The next day I went to work, picked up Dillon after school then opened the front door to find our home was a Steam Bath.....our hot water heater pipe had broke and blew a hole through our Master Closet and Suite as well as flooded the kitchen and two hall ways. &amp;nbsp;Luckily we have renters insurance. &amp;nbsp;We have been at the Residence Inn now for nearly 3 months waiting for the Landlord to fix what needs to be done so we can move back in, which isn&#39;t looking so great now. &amp;nbsp;We have decided to move into another home but thats not as easy as one would think. &lt;br /&gt;
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I Celebrated my 46th Birthday yesterday but it wasn&#39;t just any Birthday, it was the first Post Chemo Birthday. &amp;nbsp;I have learned that my life has a new normal for everything. &amp;nbsp;Tuesday I woke up feeling a little like I was going to get a cold, by 1pm I was feeling really sick so I emailed my Oncologist with my symptoms. &amp;nbsp;She told me to go to the Dr now!!! &amp;nbsp;By 6pm I as so sick the Dr put me on ZPack, Ear Drop Antibiotics and cough medicine (that made me sick to my stomach....yuk). &amp;nbsp;The Dr said my immune system is so low that any normal bug that one would be able to fight off could turn in to pneumonia for me quite quickly. &amp;nbsp;I am frustrated that I can&#39;t just fight off a bug, I can&#39;t just lose the weight that I put on over the last year, I can&#39;t get rid of my new condition Lymphodema. &amp;nbsp;BUT I am thankful for everyday I have on this earth and intend on making the best of each day. &amp;nbsp;I am so grateful for my loving and wonderful Husband Kenny, my amazing children and extended family. &lt;br /&gt;
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This week last year I started my Chemotherapy, this week this year I have Hair, Happiness, Hope, Life and an Amazing Family. </content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mamasarm.blogspot.com/feeds/2465043098404076424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mamasarm.blogspot.com/2012/11/a-few-words-about-last-year.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6107501655562640445/posts/default/2465043098404076424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6107501655562640445/posts/default/2465043098404076424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mamasarm.blogspot.com/2012/11/a-few-words-about-last-year.html' title='A Few Words About The Last Year.......'/><author><name>mamasarm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01142053396143890085</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiYvGV3ULrY25D0cXcOVqrZnIcaDzH9S0_KmNVJavKaxUAv4QMimljRy6Hn1WHp1wzeIDyPqK1ygrsz8n1ub8y8BxJvQ-qC-GcUayQ5RC_6vMy8yKxMGksbKF4TFL3C0A/s220/IMG_6815.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6107501655562640445.post-159360043269412116</id><published>2012-06-25T12:40:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2012-06-25T12:40:42.620-07:00</updated><title type='text'>On The Road To Recovery!!</title><content type='html'>I&#39;ve been drinking this amazing antioxydent and vitamin drink called Vemma. &amp;nbsp;After Chemo and surgeries I have had a hard time getting my body back to normal. &amp;nbsp;My sister told me about this vitamin drink and sent it to me. &amp;nbsp;Once I started to drinking it my energy level rose, my skin became softer, my hair is growing in faster and thicker. &amp;nbsp;So I have been looking into this and found that the vitamins used in the this drink (that you only take 2oz daily) is all natural. &amp;nbsp;There is nothing synthetic or unnatural about it. I can testify to you that this drink works, it goes after the deficiencies in your body to make them right. &amp;nbsp;Check out my new Vemma Website at marri1.vemma.com&lt;br /&gt;
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I am so excited to be moving forward in life. &amp;nbsp;I realize how lucky and blessed I am and I have also realized what&#39;s really important in life. &amp;nbsp;Sometimes you don&#39;t need to be &quot;ontime&quot; to everything, if your just a few minutes late because your daughter want&#39;s you to braid her hair... that&#39;s ok. &amp;nbsp;If your a little late because your son want&#39;s to tell you something that&#39;s so important to him, like a video game you can&#39;t seem to wrap your head around...that&#39;s ok. &lt;br /&gt;
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I have served on so many different Executive Boards for so many different Organizations and have seen my fair share of &quot;drama&quot;, I choose now to stay so clear of all the drama others create, that&#39;s not worth it. &amp;nbsp;When I am involved in an organization it&#39;s all about fun, those we serve and learning as we go along. &amp;nbsp;I have been blessed in meeting people in so many areas of my life, all these people I can truly call friends. &lt;br /&gt;
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I have been busy jumping back into being a mom again and not so much healing. &amp;nbsp;I realize my healing will be a long long process, but I am so happy to take time for me, read my scriptures daily and take care of my family. &amp;nbsp;Outside influences wont get me down, you shouldn&#39;t let them get you down either.&lt;br /&gt;
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A couple of months ago I was asked to be a speaker at our local American Cancer Society Relay for Life 24 hour event. &amp;nbsp;I was very humbled and excited to have this opportunity. &amp;nbsp;So Sunday was the big day, I was to speak to all those who had spent the night after 24 hours of walking, fundraising and having fun. &amp;nbsp;I arrived with my family and thought to myself &amp;nbsp;&quot;how many people are really going to be there and listen to what I have to say&quot;. &amp;nbsp;Well there were many and they were so excited to take that final lap of the event. &amp;nbsp;I was to speak to this amazing group of people who had raised over $400,000.00 for ACS. &amp;nbsp;These are self motivating, caring, supporting, compassionate people who spend 12 months preparing and raising money for Cancer research, patient care and many more support activities and events that ACS offer&#39;s. &lt;br /&gt;
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As I took the stage I felt totally in my element, I knew this is what I should be doing. &amp;nbsp;I wasn&#39;t nervous at all, I was really excited to be able to share a bit about my story but more so, I was able to rally the supporters in asking for another 12 months of hard labor of love of Relay For Life work. &amp;nbsp;I asked for a show of hands in the crowd of who were Cancer Survivors, there were a few compared to the number of 100&#39;s that were in front of me. &amp;nbsp;I felt that the few of us Survivors were in good company with all those who care so much. &amp;nbsp;I have a good feeling about public speaking and striving to be a motivational speaker!&lt;br /&gt;
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So the funny part of all this is I received an email asking for a picture of myself and my Bio. &amp;nbsp;I really wasn&#39;t paying attention so I took one of myself and then wrote something as in Third Person. &amp;nbsp;After I arrived at the Relay for Life I see they had a special insert from our local newspaper all on the weekend long ACS Event. As I am thumbing through it looking for what vendors were there and what the activities would be I see my silly picture in large print! &amp;nbsp;I thought to myself &quot;Oh my, what did I do&quot;? &amp;nbsp;There was my bio and the pictures I had submitted. &amp;nbsp;I just have to laugh and pay more attention to what my emails read...ha ha. &lt;br /&gt;
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I have healed pretty well and only had one moment of that &quot;sadness&quot; from losing all my female hormones. &amp;nbsp;Lets hope that was my only one. &amp;nbsp;I am so incredibly grateful that I have great doctors and have been able to beat this Cancer. &amp;nbsp;I recently read a couple of statistics from the Susan G Koman Foundation that in Los Angeles County there are over 100 women weekly who are diagnosed with Breast Cancer. &amp;nbsp;Every 13 minutes in the United States a women dies from Breast Cancer. &amp;nbsp;I started asking Doctors and Nurses why so many men and women have been diagnosed with some form of cancer recently, it almost seems like an epidemic. &amp;nbsp;It seems the universal answer is &quot;health care&quot;, a simple answer. &amp;nbsp; Most, if not all, diseases are preventable with early detection. &amp;nbsp;If you attend a yearly doctor physical visit, women annual mammograms and &amp;nbsp;pap smears and if we are proactive about our health we can beat anything!! &amp;nbsp; I have said it before and I will repeat myself now, it&#39;s all in the &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;positive attitude&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;
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You would think that my family could keep themselves healthy while I am dealing with surgeries and treatments, well they have for months now but it all caught up to us recently. &amp;nbsp;Kenny had a cold flu and with a combination of moving furniture and coughing so hard he pulled a muscle. &amp;nbsp;He went to Kaiser for his flu and they ended up running all kinds of tests for a possible heart problem. &amp;nbsp;Diagnosis....pulled muscle. &amp;nbsp;Oh gosh it&#39;s funny now but when he was there we were kinda scared. Then JT became ill and slept for 5 days straight and didn&#39;t eat, I was very worried and was thinking he might have Mono. &amp;nbsp;I sent him off to Kaiser and the Doctor said it was just a bad case of the flu. &amp;nbsp;Once he heard that, he was miraculously healed and was back to going out with his friends and played in the Lacrosse game that week. &amp;nbsp;Janessa came to town for 2 doctors appointments and lots of immunizations for her Haiti trip. &amp;nbsp;In a soccer game on Saturday &amp;nbsp;Makayla had fallen and we thought broke her wrist...after a Sunday Kaiser visit, it&#39;s only a sprain. Cassandra called me with the infamous &quot;Mom I&#39;m ok but...&quot; she seemed to have hurt her good knee. &amp;nbsp;She is in Provo so there isn&#39;t much I can do for her but tell her to ice/heat, take Motrin and elevate. &amp;nbsp;Luckily Dillon, Austin and I were the only ones illness free!! &amp;nbsp;All in all it could have been so much worse. &amp;nbsp;At times you have to put yourself in a happy place and imagine all the craziness around you isn&#39;t happening. &amp;nbsp;My happy place is either on a beach in Hawaii, a cruise with my family or park hopping at Disney World!!! &lt;br /&gt;
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I am so glad my surgeries and chemo are behind me and it&#39;s all up hill from here. &amp;nbsp;In the last 6 months I have endured 4 surgeries and 4 rounds of chemo. &amp;nbsp;I need to let my body heal but I also realize that now is the time for me to start a new career and help others to learn that a positive attitude will get you through anything. &lt;br /&gt;
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Wednesday February 29, 2012 at my post op appointments I learned from the pathology report that I had more cancer removed. &amp;nbsp;It was a very small cell but Lobular Cancer spreads &amp;amp; I guess my Lobular cancer was trying to spread, that little bugger just didn&#39;t want to leave! &amp;nbsp;I knew with certainty having this surgery was what I needed to do, and that pathology report just confirmed it for me. &amp;nbsp;I feel very blessed to have the doctors I have. &amp;nbsp;I have been able to catch up on some shows and movies I have missed over the last few months. &amp;nbsp;Recovering from a double mastectomy is easier than recovering from chemo...for sure! &amp;nbsp;I still have my complete hysterectomy coming up soon. &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; Walking around the streets of LA going from one appointment to another today was a bit scary. &amp;nbsp;All I could think of is, &lt;i&gt;I hope no one bumps into me&lt;/i&gt;. &amp;nbsp;Having stitches across your chest has that protective/scariness to it. &amp;nbsp;Just taking it easy is not one of my strong points, I can&#39;t wait to drive, get back being busy and wondering where the day went with so much to do.&amp;nbsp; I am allowed to go on my long walks again, my hair is growing and that since of independence is coming back again. &amp;nbsp;Can you tell, I&#39;m excited!!! &amp;nbsp;Having Cancer isn&#39;t always easy but my cancer is beatable! &amp;nbsp;Having such a great support system has made this fight so much easier. &amp;nbsp;Get the tissues out and see this through to the end....just like you are doing for me. &amp;nbsp;Thank You All, this one is for you!! &lt;br /&gt;
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Makayla came home so very excited to be one of a few soloists performing in her Jr High School Dance Show Recital. &amp;nbsp;Yeah!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;
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JT was accepted into BYU-Idaho and will be on the Spring/Fall Track. &amp;nbsp;He will be going with some friends, lets just hope he doesn&#39;t have too much fun. &amp;nbsp;We are very proud of him but wondering how much dirty laundry he will be bringing home at Christmas??? ha ha&lt;br /&gt;
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Cassandra was interviewed for weekly show on BYU TV. &amp;nbsp;That was so fun to see &quot;Foot Poetry&quot; &amp;nbsp;highlighted for their voluntary efforts in performing at events such as fundraisers. &amp;nbsp;Gotta love tap dancers!!&lt;br /&gt;
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Austin (son in law) will be attending lots of training for his military position this summer in and out of the country. &amp;nbsp;Not easy to do but not surprised he was selected!! &amp;nbsp;Hoo-Ra!&lt;br /&gt;
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While having my pre-op in LA I had lots of messages on my iPhone that &quot;Breaking News&quot; was going on just a block away. &amp;nbsp;There were Firefighters, Cops, News Crews and Helicopters all around. &amp;nbsp;Well, just another day in Los Angeles.&lt;br /&gt;
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I was tricked into attending an event and then surprised as I was given an award from Newhall Elementary PTA for volunteering. &amp;nbsp; I was shocked and humbled, my good friend of 18 years tricked me and brought me to this event, then stood up and spoke such wonderful words of how she thought of me (all good) and yes we shed a few tears. &amp;nbsp;They even got 3 of my kids and Kenny there. &amp;nbsp;I volunteer in PTA because of the kids, the schools, teachers and so many great programs, grants and scholarships that PTA offers to our schools nationwide. &amp;nbsp;I cannot express my gratitude enough for the recognition of &amp;nbsp;volunteering in the community, it&#39;s something I have loved doing. &lt;br /&gt;
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Dillon&#39;s 2nd Grade teacher texted me at about 6:45am to tell me she had her baby boy just 12 hours before! &amp;nbsp;Oh my gosh is Kyle so very cute! &amp;nbsp; I was so excited to see this beautiful new little baby that was so sweet in his moms arms. &amp;nbsp;I can&#39;t wait to see and hold him again!!&lt;br /&gt;
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I had the opportunity to meet with three wonderful women who have something in common with me, I guess you can figure out what that is (wink wink). &amp;nbsp;We found it alarming how many have recently been diagnosed with Breast Cancer. &amp;nbsp;The statistics read that 1 in 8 women are diagnosed with Breast Cancer, I wonder if those numbers will change soon to read 1 in 6? &amp;nbsp;These women are so wonderful and fun to talk to. &amp;nbsp;All of us have had Chemo and these women have had either a Single or Bi-Lateral Mastectomy as well. &amp;nbsp;I was so excited to see that these women have hair!! &amp;nbsp;They are walking around with surgeries and treatments done and just recovery ahead. &amp;nbsp;The funny thing about hair growing back in after Chemo, the last thing on your mind is to have it cut, trimmed or colored...Your Just Happy To Have Your Hair Again! &amp;nbsp;I am so happy to say my hair is growing in, slowly at this point but it&#39;s growing in. &amp;nbsp;I am not sure what color it is yet, but I am hoping its not one I would have to color. &amp;nbsp;I have never in my life had to color my hair, I loved my hair color and wishes it comes back the same. &amp;nbsp;No matter the color or texture I just pray daily my hair grows in fast. &lt;br /&gt;
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My energy is getting back to normal now. &amp;nbsp; I am so excited I can do things and not feel so exhausted after, that was so hard for me. &amp;nbsp;Over a few weeks the energy level really went to nothing and over time I didn&#39;t &amp;nbsp;notice how much. &amp;nbsp;Yesterday and today my energy level is amazingly working it&#39;s way back to what it used to be. &amp;nbsp;Although I have a few more surgeries to go I can now see the light at the end of this tunnel. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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I am still waiting for my hair to grow back, you know I really miss it. &amp;nbsp;I sometimes find myself grabbing for it, brushing it and wanting to blow dry it. &amp;nbsp;It&#39;s the small things in life that you realize are habit forming. &amp;nbsp;I have a great wig that looks real, but I feel the mesh on my scalp, something you can&#39;t see. &amp;nbsp;I feel the synthetic hair and it doesn&#39;t feel the same to me. &amp;nbsp;I also wear my scarves, caps and hats but again it&#39;s not the same. &amp;nbsp;I have hair envy, is that bad or what? &amp;nbsp;I hear so many people complain about their hair color, texture and style. &amp;nbsp;I pray every day that my hair grows fast and isn&#39;t grey!! ha ha.&lt;br /&gt;
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I have also realized how pale I am now....I haven&#39;t been out in the sun in so long! &amp;nbsp;I need to get out walking and get some color back in face. &amp;nbsp;Its so windy here lately I am afraid I may lose my wig so I guess I will have to sport a cap or scarf. &amp;nbsp;I went to a luncheon meeting one day in December. &amp;nbsp;I had just gotten this long wig from the American Cancer Society and wearing it was so new to me. &amp;nbsp;This lunch was on a day of &quot;The Wind Storm&quot; that blew through So Cal. &amp;nbsp;The wind was blowing so very hard that I had to hold the car door with two hands as I opened it to get out, for fear it could bend all the way back. &amp;nbsp;As I was walking to the restaurant I had to hold my wig down with my hand. &amp;nbsp;I noticed that the people in the restaurant were looking at me funny....I had to laugh, I would have done the same thing. &amp;nbsp;Since then I have learned to not ware wigs on a windy day...ha ha&lt;br /&gt;
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Last week I attended another meeting and drove with a couple of friends. &amp;nbsp;We stopped at Taco Bell to grab a quick bite to eat. &amp;nbsp;I knew I couldn&#39;t eat anything there since I am unable to eat anything spicy. &amp;nbsp;I asked the man behind the counter if the chicken was spicy, he replied &quot;No the a chicken isn&#39;t a spicy&quot;. &amp;nbsp;So I ordered a chicken soft taco with cheese only. &amp;nbsp;Now my mouth was coated, as usual after chemo, with this funny film in my mouth that prevented me from tasting anything. &amp;nbsp;I had my taco and we went on to the meeting. &amp;nbsp;After about 15 minutes my face felt really hot, I thought to myself &quot;oh man my face is turning red&quot;...then my&amp;nbsp;tongue became tingly and my lips felt like they were plumping...ha ha. &amp;nbsp;All I could do was laugh in my head about this. &amp;nbsp;I wonder what the others in the meeting were thinking as they saw my face get more red as time went on. &amp;nbsp;So funny the things chemo can do to your body, yea really funny. &lt;br /&gt;
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I&#39;m so excited to eat spicy food again, salads, BBQ, berries and other fruit, eat tomatoes and not worry about what salt can do to my body. &amp;nbsp;I have gained about 15-20 lbs in water weight over the last week or two...I have been assured by my Hemo Oncologist that this weight will all come off in February. &amp;nbsp;I really hope she is right, I really don&#39;t want to end up on the Biggest Loser-Cancer Edition...ha ha &amp;nbsp;Actually that would be a good one! &amp;nbsp;I look forward to having the energy to exercise again!! &amp;nbsp;I need to build my stamina up and get back to working out again!! &amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mamasarm.blogspot.com/feeds/128114250667746899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mamasarm.blogspot.com/2012/01/chemoit-does-funny-things-to-your-body.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6107501655562640445/posts/default/128114250667746899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6107501655562640445/posts/default/128114250667746899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mamasarm.blogspot.com/2012/01/chemoit-does-funny-things-to-your-body.html' title='Chemo....It Does Funny Things To Your Body'/><author><name>mamasarm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01142053396143890085</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiYvGV3ULrY25D0cXcOVqrZnIcaDzH9S0_KmNVJavKaxUAv4QMimljRy6Hn1WHp1wzeIDyPqK1ygrsz8n1ub8y8BxJvQ-qC-GcUayQ5RC_6vMy8yKxMGksbKF4TFL3C0A/s220/IMG_6815.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_TrO909L-gMGpXtDBq-qPCh56Vz9lsVZmpvADC0bOfjiYSiVB1ZiCK8HNZG9tdyHYvl5i2-q4q4qRSGWoMc0zo2vtPAM1Aalv_8yYgwYlRnzDbdnFMZDbRswte06lu_8bOzN_1oPCzyI/s72-c/Bowl+of+Berries.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6107501655562640445.post-5945758647982529769</id><published>2012-01-27T13:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-27T13:24:24.406-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sometimes Plans Change</title><content type='html'>So as I finished with my Chemotherapy....Wohooo....I continue to learn more and more about my pathology report, my body chemistry &amp;amp; options for treating my cancer to prevent it from coming back. &amp;nbsp;I have met with more new Doctors and have found that because I am Estrogen Positive my ovaries must come out, otherwise my cancer will come back. &amp;nbsp;I also have decided, through much prayer, to have a Bi-Lateral Mastectomy to prevent cancer from returning in either breast. &amp;nbsp;I know it&#39;s not 100% however chances are in my favor of &amp;nbsp;80%-90% &amp;nbsp;that it won&#39;t return. &amp;nbsp;I could have cancer in the muscles of my chest are and maybe in some tissue, but that is a slim chance. &lt;br /&gt;
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So moving forward I will have my ovaries removed in February and Breast Surgery with reconstruction in March. &amp;nbsp;I should be done with all my surgeries in June! &amp;nbsp;I now have 3 Oncologists and a Plastic Surgeon, the good news is I won&#39;t need radiation now that I will have the Mastectomy, one less procedure to have done. &lt;br /&gt;
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I have some great doctors who are really listening to me and teach me more about cancer and my body. &amp;nbsp;I am so grateful for the doctors and nurses I have!!&lt;br /&gt;
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Hair follicles hurt -&amp;nbsp;Loss of hair -&amp;nbsp;Constipation - Body aches - Runny nose - Finger nails hurt - Joint pain - Memory loss - Physical fatigue - Eye sight blurry - Perception off - Very dry skin - Temporary menopause - Mouth sores - Intermittent loss of taste buds - Nausea - Headaches - Indigestion - Sleepless nights -&amp;nbsp;Loss of smell - Weight Gain - Mental fatigue - Numbness - Night Sweats - Frustration - Understanding&lt;br /&gt;
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I have to say with all this that I have been through so far, it&#39;s tolerable, it&#39;s not easy but it is tolerable. &amp;nbsp;I feel blessed for all the researchers and advancements in technology that has made Chemotherapy Tolerable. &amp;nbsp;I can remember my Grandmother dying of cancer in our home. &amp;nbsp;My sister and I had a large room on the main floor so the Hospital Bed was set up in our room. &amp;nbsp;We shared it with her intermittently over the last year of her life. &amp;nbsp;She was very skinny and frail. &amp;nbsp;Her tumor in her abdomen was so big she looked pregnant. &amp;nbsp;She carried it when she would slowly get out of bed. &amp;nbsp;She wore socks to help her legs from clotting. &amp;nbsp;She is was in so much pain she would moan all day and night. &amp;nbsp;My great Aunts and Great-grandmother came from as far away as Oklahoma to take turns caring of her. &amp;nbsp;One night she was so near death, at least that&#39;s what they told me, for all I know she did pass and they were able to revive her. &amp;nbsp;My Dad and Grandfather carried her to car and drove as fast as they could to UCSF where she was admitted and would pass away a couple of weeks later. &amp;nbsp;Her cancer metastisized and were now in her Uterus, Ovaries, Kidneys, Liver, Mouth and Brain. &amp;nbsp;She was a very strong woman all her life. &amp;nbsp;To see her pass this way was difficult but she was so very brave. &amp;nbsp;I wasn&#39;t very close to her but I have always had so much admoration for her and her strength. &lt;br /&gt;
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My faith hasn&#39;t been shaken but it has been strengthened. &amp;nbsp;I have literally cried in prayer for strength and asked to be carried when I need to be, I have been. &amp;nbsp;I know how loved I am by Heavenly Father and Jesus Christ. &amp;nbsp;I can say without a doubt that Jesus and Heavenly Father are my best friends. &amp;nbsp;When I have my darkest moments, when I am in so much pain or when I just need comforting I turn to my family and my Heavenly Father and my faith for strength. &amp;nbsp;I read my scriptures and write in my journal often. &amp;nbsp;I have gained so much spiritual strength over the last few months, but I know there is always room for growth. &amp;nbsp;I am so grateful for all the prayers offered on my behalf. &amp;nbsp;My fight is not over as I may have a few more surgeries ahead of me, but I do believe what I have been promised through my Church Patriarchial Blessing, that I will live a long life and I have much to accomplish. &amp;nbsp;No matter the age I am when I pass I am grateful for the knowledge that Families can be together forever. &amp;nbsp;Since my family has been sealed in the Los Angeles Temple I know that we will be together for all eternity, I am so grateful for that. &amp;nbsp;I am grateful for each and every one of you, it takes an enormous amount of support to not just the patient but the family as well. &amp;nbsp;We have been very blessed to have so much love and support. &amp;nbsp;I know this isn&#39;t usually as upbeat as I normally post but this is the true facts of Chemotherapy. &amp;nbsp;It&#39;s not easy but I have gotten through it. &amp;nbsp;I hope to never endure this again, I hope my children, grandchildren, great-grandchildren and any other family members never have to endure this terrible disease. &amp;nbsp;The truth is right now 1 in 8 will have breast cancer. &amp;nbsp;That&#39;s just for Breast Cancer, not to mention any other type of cancer out there. &amp;nbsp;I am very lucky to have the type of cancer that I do, this is so beatable. &amp;nbsp;I have decided to seek consultations for a Double Mastectomy and Hysterectomy as I am having a few issues with my female body parts during Chemo. &amp;nbsp;I am being very proactive in my health management and seeking all the advise and options that I have available before me. &amp;nbsp;I can&#39;t wait to get back to a normal life and have a Calling again for my church, give back to the community and start my Motivational Speaking as well as having my book published. &amp;nbsp;Lot&#39;s to look forward to but do know my family comes first! &lt;br /&gt;
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My next Blog Posting wont be so harsh or weepy but I did want to share this with all of you so that you know how you have uplifted and really helped &amp;nbsp;my family through the last few months. &amp;nbsp;I can&#39;t thank you all enough. &amp;nbsp;2011 is behind us and I look forward to 2012 bringing much more great gifts and joy to our family. &lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mamasarm.blogspot.com/feeds/925660114941404859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mamasarm.blogspot.com/2012/01/i-am-finally-done-with-my-chemotherapy.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6107501655562640445/posts/default/925660114941404859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6107501655562640445/posts/default/925660114941404859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mamasarm.blogspot.com/2012/01/i-am-finally-done-with-my-chemotherapy.html' title='The Hard Truth'/><author><name>mamasarm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01142053396143890085</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiYvGV3ULrY25D0cXcOVqrZnIcaDzH9S0_KmNVJavKaxUAv4QMimljRy6Hn1WHp1wzeIDyPqK1ygrsz8n1ub8y8BxJvQ-qC-GcUayQ5RC_6vMy8yKxMGksbKF4TFL3C0A/s220/IMG_6815.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJmt4goIhH4rmahqz4rBOCsHq_CdBJnCKfVwRQ63lOPBOeDCZ95X98_x_5V-_JSgwDjR_RltrjWQ1AG5b0-HsuN9k2xpE5GCiSuPibcFyFGgtFV2RPIy9Iw225k6P0vJ3NjxyH4pnPJt4/s72-c/027.JPG" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6107501655562640445.post-5268711331714263814</id><published>2011-12-22T15:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-02T09:59:20.863-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Giving &amp; Receiving.....</title><content type='html'>I know I am not the only mom out there who has done this but when you receive a phone call from your 8 year old from school telling you that you forgot to pick him up, you feel like your the only parent on earth that has done this. &amp;nbsp;After we picked Dillon up from school I explained to him that since I had Chemo on Tuesday I wasn&#39;t feeling 100% just yet. &amp;nbsp;He replied &quot;What you had Chemo on Tuesday? I didn&#39;t know that?&quot;, it&#39;s that selective hearing thing kids have. &amp;nbsp;He then said the smartest thing that made me think he is paying attention, &quot;That means you only have one more! &amp;nbsp;What day is that on?&quot; &amp;nbsp;I had to tell him he is so smart!!! &amp;nbsp;I then realized my disease has consumed our every thought, I just hope that we can make this into a positive. &amp;nbsp;With as many blessings as I have been given I really hope to help others and make sure my family can do the same with our knowledge of this disease and treatments that are needed to be undergone. &lt;br /&gt;
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I had an amazing opportunity to meet with a new friend Janelle, who had her first Chemotherapy on Tuesday December 20th. &amp;nbsp;Cassandra is friends with her son Tanner, who is currently serving a mission for our church in Australia. &amp;nbsp;Cassandra &amp;amp; I put together a care package and brought it to Janelle Monday. &amp;nbsp;I was able to answer her questions and hopefully calm her fears of having Chemotherapy and all that it will bring to her body. &amp;nbsp;She is doing great and will continue to do so, she is a very strong person. &amp;nbsp;I was so happy to be on the giving end instead of the receiving end. &amp;nbsp;I so appreciate all the help, dinners brought in, gifts, kind words, lovely cards and many many prayers said on my behalf. &amp;nbsp;BUT it felt great to be back where I usually am, the giver. &lt;br /&gt;
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One thing, out of many, that I have learned so far is.....to receive is just as important as to give. &amp;nbsp; As important as it to give of your time, effort, talents, love and compassion, it is just as important to receive those special gifts. &amp;nbsp;When someone has taken the time to bake cookies and bring them to you as a gift during the holidays or to show appreciation, the gratification of having them received with such joy is so important to the giver. &amp;nbsp;I have learned that to show my appreciation to those who have given me so much from dinners to prayers, is to give back by doing for others. &amp;nbsp;When I give a plate of homemade baked goods I don&#39;t want the receiver to make me a plate, I would hope that they would do something similar for another family. &amp;nbsp;That&#39;s the gift that keeps on giving, something that has been taught to us for over 2000 years. &lt;br /&gt;
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Christmas is only 17 days away....I have so much shopping to do, but keeping mind what this Holiday is all about. &amp;nbsp;As a primary song sings &quot;I&#39;m Trying To Be Like Jesus&quot;..... Merry Christmas Everyone!</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mamasarm.blogspot.com/feeds/330181462264559833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mamasarm.blogspot.com/2011/12/tuesday-november-29th-was-my-2nd-round.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6107501655562640445/posts/default/330181462264559833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6107501655562640445/posts/default/330181462264559833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mamasarm.blogspot.com/2011/12/tuesday-november-29th-was-my-2nd-round.html' title='Crossing a Hurdle'/><author><name>mamasarm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01142053396143890085</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiYvGV3ULrY25D0cXcOVqrZnIcaDzH9S0_KmNVJavKaxUAv4QMimljRy6Hn1WHp1wzeIDyPqK1ygrsz8n1ub8y8BxJvQ-qC-GcUayQ5RC_6vMy8yKxMGksbKF4TFL3C0A/s220/IMG_6815.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6107501655562640445.post-375871299081249318</id><published>2011-11-28T17:49:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-28T19:13:48.909-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Strawberry Blonde Is Now All Gone......</title><content type='html'>What defines you? &amp;nbsp;I like to think your character, your compassion, your thoughtfulness, your dedication, or maybe your convictions in your religious beliefs. &amp;nbsp;When you walk by someone who looks a bit different do you tend to stare? &amp;nbsp;When you hear something that is a bit out of the ordinary to you, do you find yourself thinking &quot;What did he/she just say&quot;? &amp;nbsp;OK, so it&#39;s totally normal....right?? &lt;br /&gt;
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Lets see it from the perspective of the receiver of those looks and giggles. &amp;nbsp;So Sunday November 19th, I woke up to what seemed to be a normal day. &amp;nbsp;While getting ready for church I noticed a bit more hair in my brush than usual. &amp;nbsp;With each stroke I thought to myself, &quot;I could make my own wig&quot;!! ha ha.... So I knew this day would come but I was hoping it would happen after my 2nd Chemotherapy treatment. &amp;nbsp;Now lets think about this, does anything in my life happen like it should, or even on time?? &amp;nbsp;While at church I was praying that no one would give me a hug and touch my hair, for fear it would come out in their hands &amp;amp; I would have to explain. &amp;nbsp;Then what would they do with this enormous amount of hair in their hands, that would be embarrassing. &amp;nbsp;Well that almost happened, but my quick hand headed off that stroking of my hair like Superman stopping Lex from trying to strike him. &amp;nbsp;OK so I&#39;m not a superhero but I kinda like the analogy. &lt;br /&gt;
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I decided since our daughter Cassandra would arrive on Tuesday November 22nd, I would wait to have it cut off that night. &amp;nbsp;We had all our children (except Janessa &amp;amp; Austin), Howie and Ann Sarmiento, and of course Elizabeth Bence and her daughter Carrie. &amp;nbsp;I had a good friend Nikki Gouldin, who happens to be a hairdresser, come do the honors. &amp;nbsp;Ann brought me a scarf and bangs....yes I said bangs. &amp;nbsp;They are a like a wig but on a thin head band, you wear them under a hat or scarf. &amp;nbsp;They are really cute!! &lt;br /&gt;
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So Nikki started to take my hair band out of the braid I had &amp;amp; make a pony tail. &amp;nbsp;I tried to tell everyone that my hair falls out in big clumps...but they really didn&#39;t understand. &amp;nbsp;That is until Nikki took the braid out, everyone just looked, mouths dropped and all I heard was, Wow. &amp;nbsp;I tried to tell them...ha ha. &amp;nbsp;So after she carefully put my hair in a pony tail Carrie, Cassandra and Makayla took turns cutting the pony tail off. &amp;nbsp;So my hair, when you would look at me, seemed really Strawberry Blonde...emphasizing BLONDE. &amp;nbsp;Well under those blonde locks was dark red hair, almost blonde!! &amp;nbsp;It was a fun night only filled with laughter, just the way I wanted it. &amp;nbsp;Nikki was able to buzz it down to a 0, which still left stubble. &amp;nbsp;The next morning Cassandra &amp;amp; I got creative using duct tape to get those remaining hairs. &amp;nbsp;I still have stubble but was able to take out some hair that is just sitting there. &amp;nbsp;No it didn&#39;t hurt, I have some hair that has no roots, its just sitting in the pore waiting to come out. &amp;nbsp;I think after tomorrow I will lose the rest, including eyebrows and eyelashes...now you can cry for me...he he he. &lt;br /&gt;
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I have refused to stay inside like a hermit crab, huddled on my sofa watching movies all day, so Wednesday &amp;nbsp;Cassandra &amp;amp; I went out. &amp;nbsp;It felt weird, now everyone will know I have cancer. &amp;nbsp;People do look at me differently, treat me differently and people who usually wouldn&#39;t give me the time of day even come up to me and try to be my new BFF....Whatever!!!! &amp;nbsp;I do appreciate the sentiment though. &amp;nbsp;We have had many friends and families who are both members and non-members of our church bring us dinners. &amp;nbsp;Thank you Debbie Crockett for organizing this. &amp;nbsp;We so appreciate all the meals, especially when I have no energy or are too sick to get out of bed the 4 days after chemo to cook dinner. &amp;nbsp;But its ok, my mom told me to be proud of my baldness....ok I will try. &amp;nbsp;She even cut her hair really short, thanks Mom. &amp;nbsp;But let me just say, please don&#39;t cut your hair short or off on my behalf....it really stinks. &amp;nbsp;I wear scarfs and hats for now, &amp;nbsp;I really don&#39;t know if I will wear wigs though...but I have bangs...ha ha!!&lt;br /&gt;
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So my point to this is when you see someone who is bald, please don&#39;t look at them with concern or pity in your face. &amp;nbsp;That is truly the last thing anyone who is battling Cancer or dealing with Alopecia &lt;i&gt;(refers to a group of rare disorders that destroys the hair follicle &amp;amp; replace it with scar tissue, thereby causing permanent hair loss)&lt;/i&gt; really wants to see. &amp;nbsp;When fighting a disease it&#39;s overwhelming sometimes, you need to have strength to get through it. &amp;nbsp;Talking about it is good, making jokes about its great and killing the disease is Worth It!! &amp;nbsp; But please remember, I am not dying....I&#39;m in it to win it...sorry to my girls, I know it&#39;s a cheer motto but truly I am!! &amp;nbsp;I have too much to accomplish on this earth, one of them is to live to be at least 90 something. &amp;nbsp;Thank you to all my family &amp;amp; friends who have called, mailed me cards, sent me emails, text messages and messages on Facebook. &amp;nbsp;Those who come to see me, give me hugs, bring me gifts and feed my family....I am eternally grateful. &amp;nbsp;Now remember....NO TEARS.... so I leave you with this Makayla &quot;mom do we have any conditioner&quot; Marri &quot;no honey I didn&#39;t even think to buy that lately, I haven&#39;t really needed it for a while now&quot;. &lt;br /&gt;
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