Posts Tagged With: INR

Day 1940: It’s all coming together

Even though this blog has been coming together daily for several years,  I’ve never before quoted something my boyfriend Michael says all the time.  Whenever I express relief or another positive reaction to some development, minor or major, Michael says, “It’s all coming together.”

I think Michael says that so often because

  • things seem to fall apart as often as they come together,
  • we discuss many falling-apart and coming-together developments, and
  • he wants to help me keep it together.

For example, yesterday I left the refrigerator door open when I left early in the morning, the refrigerator heated up to the extent that Michael had to throw away lots of food, I left my Fitbit at home, many people were falling apart at work, and whenever I looked at the news, it seemed like the whole world was falling apart. However, when I did a blood test last night and found my INR was in range (during a period where it’s often been out of range), Michael immediately declared, “It’s all coming together.”  It all came together for me and I said, “That’s the title of my blog post tomorrow.”

All my photos that weren’t loading to this site are now coming together, including several photos of ducks coming together.

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It’s all coming together for me to share #8 on this top 30 list of awesome rock.

It’s all right now and it’s all coming together for me to express my thanks to all who help me write these posts and — of course! — to YOU, for coming together to this blog.

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Day 1923: Accepting all feelings

653 days ago (but who’s counting?) I wrote a post titled “Accepting all feelings” wherein I described feelings I was having about open heart surgery.  Yesterday morning, I had many feelings when I kept screwing up my  INR blood test because I was rushing to get to Physical Therapy for my injured shoulder. After my INR home monitor had rejected my THIRD attempt to test a blood sample,  I had so many bad feelings that I lost it.

As I was F-bombing my way around our home, I woke up Michael, who heard this exchange.

Me: F — all of this!  I can’t stand it any more!

Oscar:  Meow!

Me: F— you, Oscar!

Michael thought I had finally lost it because of my feelings about Oscar. And I do have feelings when Oscar sleeps on my injured shoulder, walks and sits on my laptop when I’m trying to blog (like now), gives me love bites (like now), and almost trips me every day when I’m going down the stairs and trying to get out of the house on time. However, I accept that Oscar does these things because he wants to be close to me, which is usually a good feeling.

After I made it to Physical Therapy on time, got help from people at work in capturing an adequate blood sample, and discovered that my INR reading was okay,  it was easier to accept my feelings because they were better.

Soon after that, I facilitated a therapy group where people talked about lots of feelings. I suggested that people work on accepting all feelings by writing down their feelings and illustrating them.

I accept all feelings about my photos from yesterday.

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Here’s what I found on YouTube about “accepting all feelings.”

Watching the ocean definitely helps me accept all feelings.

I hope you accept all my feelings of gratitude, here and now.

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Day 1769: Perfect

Because I talk to people about letting go of the need to be perfect, I’m not surprised that I’ve written only one other post titled “Perfect.”

Because human beings are not perfect, I’m not surprised that my perfect temperature in that July 2016 post was temporary and between two hospitalizations.

Yesterday, I had a perfect INR of 3.1.

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I confess that I am NOT being perfect in preventing falls, because I

  • am not wearing my glasses while I’m typing this post,
  • do not keep my home perfectly clutter free,
  • am often walking and talking,
  • have texted while walking, and
  • do not bring my list of medicines to doctor visits.

I DO try not to get distracted.  However, I’m distracted enough by that list that I’m going to get my glasses.

I think my new glasses are perfect.

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That’s probably temporary, too.

Let’s see if there are any perfect quotes about “Perfect.”

In nature, nothing is perfect and everything is perfect. Trees can be contorted, bent in weird ways, and they’re still beautiful. — Alice Walker

Beauty is truth’s smile when she beholds her own face in a perfect mirror. — Rabindranath Tagore

Instead of trying to make your life perfect, give yourself the freedom to make it an adventure, and go ever upward. — Drew Houston

An arrogant person considers himself perfect. This is the chief harm of arrogance. It interferes with a person’s main task in life — becoming a better person. — Leo Tolstoy

I never expect to see a perfect work from an imperfect man. — Alexander Hamilton

To improve is to change; to be perfect is to change often. — Winston Churchill

Tell me I’m clever,

Tell me I’m kind,

Tell me I’m talented,

Tell me I’m cute,

Tell me I’m sensitive,

Grateful and wise,

Tell me I’m perfect —

But tell me the truth. — Shel Silverstein

To me, every hour of the day and night is an unspeakably perfect miracle. — Walt Whitman

Are any of these photos perfect?

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While taking most of those photos yesterday, I was listening to Stevie Wonder’s “I Wish That I Could Come Back as a Flower,” which was perfect.

Any comments from you would be perfect.

Perfect thanks to all who helped me create today’s imperfect post and — of course! — to YOU.

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Day 1650: If you’re feeling down

What do you do if you’re feeling down?

Sometimes, if I’m feeling down, I go to a favorite restaurant. Last night, when Michael and I were at our favorite Chinese restaurant, I looked down and saw this:

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Things DO look up if you look up an old friend. Try it if you’re feeling down.

When I was younger, I’d escape in a book if I was feeling down.

These days, blogging and taking pictures are a perfect cure for feeling down.

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Those of us who are down with taking Coumadin  need to get our blood checked regularly. A perfect INR  of 3.1 —  not too down and not too up —  is another perfect cure for feeling down.

If I’m feeling down, sometimes I wear interesting socks.

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My Coumadin nurse, Kathleen, looked down yesterday and felt less down when she saw my socks.

That’s Kathleen, looking down at her phone as she takes a picture of those socks and sends it to her old friend who was feeling down sitting in a bullsh*t meeting at the hospital.

I also listen to music if I’m feeling down.

If you’re feeling down (or up), please look down and leave a comment. If I’m feeling down, I read your comments and feel better.

If I’m feeling down, expressing gratitude always helps.

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Warmest thanks to all who helped me create everything in this down-and-up post and — of course! — to you, for being awesome.

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Day 1552: Health

Despite this daily blog’s focus on health, I’ve written only one previous post with the word “health” or “healthy”  in the title.

I think it’s time for a healthy focus on health.

health

noun

1. the general condition of the body or mind with reference to soundness and vigor:
good health; poor health.
2. soundness of body or mind; freedom from disease or ailment:
to have one’s health; to lose one’s health.
3. a polite or complimentary wish for a person’s health, happiness, etc., especially as a toast:
We drank a health to our guest of honor.

Yesterday, I focused on my health by

  • spending time with people who are good for my health,
  • getting my blood INR checked at a hospital, so I can maintain my health with my mechanical heart valve,
  • talking to people who are helping me realize my dream of improving my health by moving near the water,
  • listening to the Stephen Sondheim musical Passion, about a woman who is in love and in very poor health, and
  • eating well.

Do you see health in any of my photos from yesterday?

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Trust, compassion, and forgiveness are very good for the health. Music and love are, too, so here‘s “Loving You” from Passion.

Comments are also good for my health, because I love hearing from you.

Here’s to the health of all who helped me create today’s healthy post and — of course! — to YOU.

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Day 1538: Location, location, location

“Location, location, location” is something people say in the real estate biz.

“Location, location, location” is the answer to the question

What’s important to consider when you’re buying a property?

“Location, location, location” is something I said, yesterday, in the location of my office on what I call “the busiest street in America.”

“Location, location, location” was a topic in a therapy, therapy, therapy  group, yesterday.

The location, location, location of these photos are (1) on my iPhone, (2) in my blog, and (3) now appearing on a screen near you.

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The location, location, location for banana peels was that trash receptacle in the Tufts Medical Center garage.

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The location, location, location for that sign was a wall of Tufts Medical Center, where I went to get my INR blood levels tested yesterday morning.  In the location, location, location of the United States it’s been difficult, difficult, difficult lately to separate myth from fact, but the fact is that my INR levels were in the perfect location, location, location yesterday.

 

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The location, location, location for defibrillators include (1)  the wall of Tufts Medical Center, (2) many places where people might need to be resuscitated, and (3)   my body.

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The  location, location, location of that snow, snow, snow is near Fenway Park, Boston, USA.

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The location, location, location of that white board is in my office, where I do individual therapy, group therapy, and crisis intervention. Note all the location, location, locations on that board, including Ithaca, the woods, and the suburbs.

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Those are two important location, location, locations for me — the ocean and the busiest street in America.

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The location, location, location of that amazing St. Patrick’s Day hat is on Anthony’s head.

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The location, location, location of that sign is in the fax room at work.

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The location, location, location of those gel letters is outside the nurses, nurses, nurses office where I work.

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The location, location, location of that helpful, helpful, helpful saying is the white board in my office.

The location, location, location of that caterpillar roll was on my plate, at Genki Ya, our favorite Sushi Restaurant.

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The location, location, location for that St. Patrick’s Day cake was Whole Foods Market.

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The location, location, location of that saying was on a Yogi tea bag, in my mug, at home.

Since one of the location, location, locations on my white board yesterday was the woods, here‘s my favorite, favorite, favorite song from Into the Woods.

Please, please, please leave a comment in the location, location, location below.

The location, location, location of my gratitude for you, you, and you is always, always, always at the bottom of my posts.

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Day 1482: Survival Mode

When I’m in Survival Mode, I’m concentrating on simply making it through an experience, to the exclusion of everything else.

Yesterday, I was in survival mode as I:

  •  went to the funeral of my wonderful father-in-law,
  • declared my intention to survive into my 90s, as he did,
  • hugged many people I love,
  • cried,
  • asked the rhetorical question, “Is this the worst day ever?”
  • told somebody I’d just met that my job was helping people be in the moment,
  • talked about the book Everything Happens for a Reason,
  • shocked somebody I hadn’t seen for years by telling him I recently survived open heart surgery,
  • got an INR blood test at Tufts Medical Center,
  • drove by  several properties with a view of water,
  • ate some delicious food,
  • drank tea,
  • listened to music,

  • said to my boyfriend Michael, “I survived the day! Maybe I’ll give thanks for surviving every day now, for the rest of my life,” and
  • took these pictures:

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What do you do when you’re in survival mode?

Survival-mode thanks to all who helped me survive writing this post and to you — of course! — for surviving everything that’s happened to you so far.

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Day 1446: Safe places

What are safe places, for you?   That’s the question I asked people in the safe place of my therapy group last night.

WordPress is a safe place for me to share how I answered my own question:

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Are there safe places  in any of my other photos from yesterday?

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Today, even though the temperatures are SOOOO COOOOLD  in  New England (where they hate us because they ain’t us), I’m going to safely visit many places including cardiac rehab, the clinic where I get my INR blood levels tested, my workplace, and the south shore of Boston (which may be a safe place to relocate to).

YouTube is a safe place for me to find music and musicians I love.

 

Your secret’s safe with us if you comment in a safe place, below.

Safe-placed thanks to all who helped me  safely create this post and to you — of course! — for making this place safer, here and now.

 

 

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