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Ellen in PA

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  1. Most of my life, I had just coffee for breakfast, unless I was in a hotel where I could get a real breakfast (eggs, bacon, toast, mmm). But in 2004 I began the Atkins diet -- very restricted carbs, no restrictions on protein or fat -- and, when I got to the 'maintenance' stage and allowed myself 25 g of carbs/day, I began having blueberries and (real) sour cream for breakfast -- and I'm still having it. And my little dog gets one blueberry dipped in sour cream. :-)

    Btw, as I've said a number of times in the hope of inspiring someone who wants to lose weight but hasn't been able to, I lost 50 lbs that first year and have kept them off with a restricted carb (= starch and sugar) diet. Thanks to the late great Dr. Atkins. :D

    Ellen

  2. Ann, I really appreciate your saying that -- I was not sure if I should post that since it was rather 'dark' for the thread. But I really love the passage so I indulged myself. Thank you.

    Eek, Ned, so glad you didn't get shot down!!! I'd bet my house they wouldn't have been able to break you -- but I'm very happy they didn't get the chance to prove me right.

    Ellen

  3. I like to think I wouldn't spill the beans. I would sure scream and curse and maybe tell lies but I hope I wouldn't divulge the information they were looking for. But who knows?

    This reminds me of my very very favorite passage in any book ever. The book is Man's Fate by Andre Malraux and it takes place during the French war in Indochina. A fighter is captured by the enemy and will surely be tortured for information. Luckily, he is prepared -- he has a capsule of cyanide on a chain around his neck for just such an occasion. As he's waiting in a room with other prisoners, about to swallow his cyanide, he sees another prisoner losing it, totally freaked out by his own impending torture. And so he gives the guy his cyanide.

    Whenever I think of what courage really means, I think of that passage, after nearly 50 years...

    Ellen

  4. Misty and I will be waiting at the Center City Philadelphia exit of I-95 (southbound, of course) -- please let me know when you've picked up Kasey and Ginny!

    Florida here I come! :-)

    Ellen

  5. Hi Alyssa.

    Since you asked everyone to answer and to answer truthfully, I will say that I do not believe anyone can come back or appear or do anything after they've died. And, frankly, if I thought they could, I'd be rather fearful since, if they still existed in any way, they could be unhappy, and that would be very painful for me to consider. The way I see it, they're in the same condition after death that they were before birth -- a zillion atoms floating around the universe.

    For what it's worth, my mother died at 57 when I was 19 (in 1963) and I still dream of her, maybe once every month or two. But I know that 's all in my head. The nice thing is that she's never aged in my head -- which means she's now younger than I am -- but dreams don't follow the same logic as reality. (She'd be 104 now -- I'm happy I don't imagine her like that!)

    I don't know if I've helped but I sure hope I haven't made you feel worse. And have patience -- gradually, it will sting less, I promise.

    Ellen

  6. Hi Ann.

    Funny you should ask since this is one area that has been affected by my lc dx. I lost 50 lbs (thanks to Dr. Atkins, may he rest in peace) between 6/04 and 6/05 and went on a clothes-buying binge. That came to an abrupt halt when I was dx (12/07), as did buying anything for the house that struck my fancy since I knew it was just one more thing my husband would have to deal with (and dealing with such things is not his strong suit). So in the past 16 months the only things I've bought on a whim are some toys for my dog (who has no interest in them) and one great little Polartec 'dress' for her in a black, brown, and white leopard print. She's black and rust and it suits her perfectly and she loves it! When I want to take it off her, she crosses her front legs so I can't! Oh, I've also bought some stuff for the hubby but that was more because I thought he kinda needed them.

    What have you bought on a whim?

    Ellen

  7. Hi Ann.

    I'd be delighted to blow the rain your way -- it's either that or build an ark.

    Yes, it's still pouring. And is predicted to continue for several days. :(

    When they get a cure for lung cancer, they really ought to figure out how to control the weather. ;)

    Ellen

  8. Judy, that's perfect -- Skookill is how the natives say it. It's spelled Schuylkill. I once had a new Dutch colleague and the poor thing kept asking people for the 'skhoylkil' or something like that and of course no one knew what he was talking about. (It's a Dutch name.) Next time you go up to NJ, stop on by...

    And lots of luck tomorrow! I'll be thinking of you.

    Ellen

  9. Hi Bruce.

    So glad you found him! I guess you don't have leash laws on the tundra... :wink:

    Here in downtown Philadelphia, I wouldn't dare let my little dog off leash except in an enclosed space. Not that she would wander off -- she sticks to me like glue -- but, if she spotted a squirrel on the other side of the street, she'd go for it, without regard for oncoming cars, trucks, or buses. =:o

    It's raining here.

    Ellen

  10. Hi Lee.

    Welcome -- but sorry you have a reason to be here.

    If you don't already know about it, you might want to amble on over to www.cancergrace.org, where a bunch of saintly oncologists answer questions quickly and clearly and honestly and knowledgeably, all with great sensitivity.

    Good luck!

    Ellen

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