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All You Never Wanted To Know About a Barium Swallow
I have spent the better part of the past few years coughing like a retired coal miner with a five-pack-a-day habit. Except the closest I’ve ever been to a coal mine is rail cars clattering past on the tracks, and I despise the smell of cigarette smoke (which made for a rough go while I tended bar in college). I digress. For a long while my condition was brushed off as asthma. Well-controlled asthma, to boot, save the fact that I constantly suffered post-nasal drip and felt like an invisible elephant was sitting on my chest. (I call her Bubbles – she’s cute but kind of a bitch.) Finally, I found…
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Tips to Keep Your Young Athlete Hydrated
I received product from BODYARMOR in exchange for sharing my thoughts. I was not otherwise compensated, and all opinions remain my own. #BlogginMamas When my son got out of our car yesterday after soccer training, he said “EW” as he looked at the pool of sweat on the leather seat. I looked at the jug of water he was carrying and asked how much of it he had consumed. “All of it” he said. “I ran out halfway through practice.” I gave him THE LOOK and warned him about letting himself get dehydrated. He cracked open a StrawberryBanana BODYARMOR and chugged it down. It was hot outside. It was also 8pm and only May.…
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Nourish your WHOLE self
#This shop has been compensated by Collective Bias, Inc. and its advertiser. All opinions are mine alone. #NourishWhatMatters #CollectiveBias Yes, I am THAT person. The one that says “I was so busy I forgot to eat today”. You wouldn’t think it was possible, but it happens all too often. It’s not hat I’m NOT hungry. But working at home and writing – and being a bit absent-minded, to boot, means that quite often, I’ll write right through a meal. If I’m not writing, I’m trying to catch up on my to do list, and I have a tendency to say “I’ll eat as soon as I finish ___”. AND since…
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On Clumsiness And Being Careful What You Wish For…
The universe has a way of warning you to be careful what you wish for. My clumsiness is something to behold. When the former and the latter meet, it’s not pretty. This is my story. Earlier this week, I was mad blogging about the Hay Festival, books, authors and the rain. I could only wish for enough free time to read all the books I have lined up on my coffee table and Kindle app. Today, the sun is shining, and while I should be sitting at the How The Light Gets In Festival just up the road from me, listening to live music or at the Hay Festival with…
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Sweet Relief
Falling under the categories of “Too Much Information” and “I can’t believe I’m sharing this”…. *** It was a routine OB/Gyn appointment, when my doc noticed a tiny cyst where one shouldn’t be. “We’ll just do a biopsy of it to be sure it’s nothing – I’m sure it is nothing.” (Why do they always talk in the plural? It’s not as if I’m holding the knife for him…) About a week later, on my birthday, my cell phone rang. It was my doctor. “How’s your day going today?”, he asked. “Great, it’s my birthday today”, I replied. “Oh, um, well, I’ll just call you back tomorrow then.” Note to…
