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<item><title>Happy New Year!</title><link>http://www.existentialblues.com/pblog.nsf/d6plinks/EBLS-7MZK74</link><description><![CDATA[ It's hard to believe it's been another year already. 2008 passed quickly, and yet painfully slowly. I guess that's what expecting a child does to you. So, in the spirit of the New Year, a little riddle for all you readers out there: How you can you tell when ...]]></description><dc:subject>Life Musings</dc:subject><dc:creator>Pauline Wray</dc:creator><comments>http://www.existentialblues.com/pblog.nsf/d6plinks/EBLS-7MZK74</comments><guid isPermaLink="true">http://www.existentialblues.com/pblog.nsf/d6plinks/EBLS-7MZK74</guid><content:encoded><![CDATA[ <p>It's hard to believe it's been another year already. 2008 passed quickly, and yet painfully slowly. I guess that's what expecting a child does to you. So, in the spirit of the New Year, a little riddle for all you readers out there: How you can you tell when a couple is ready for the New Year?</p>
<p>Answer: It's only the first weekend after New Year's and their Christmas decorations are already boxed up neatly and sititng in the basement, the Christmas tree is sitting at the curb ready to be picked up, and the house is spotless.</p>
<p>Yes, folks, we are quite anxious for 2009! Particularly for March when we get to meet our newest addition face to face (thougth we sometimes feel like we already know her and her antics!)</p>
<p>Happy New Year!</p>
<p>&nbsp;</p>]]></content:encoded><pubDate>Mon, 5 Jan 2009 00:00:00 -0500</pubDate><slash:comments>1</slash:comments><wfw:commentRss>http://www.existentialblues.com/pblog.nsf/CommentsRSS?Open&amp;id=509F231F3FAC1D64862575350050AC90</wfw:commentRss><wfw:comment>http://www.existentialblues.com/pblog.nsf/PostComment?RunAgent&amp;id=509F231F3FAC1D64862575350050AC90</wfw:comment></item><item><title>Rude (Yet Hilarious) Awakening, Puppy Style</title><link>http://www.existentialblues.com/pblog.nsf/d6plinks/EBLS-7MTK45</link><description><![CDATA[ This morning, while I was sleepily eating my bowl of cornflakes and bananas, my poor sweet puppy had what can only be termed as a rude (but completely hilarious to the humans in the room) awakening. He, as usual, was begging for my leftovers before I was even ...]]></description><dc:subject>Soon to be Baby Mamma</dc:subject><dc:creator>Pauline Wray</dc:creator><comments>http://www.existentialblues.com/pblog.nsf/d6plinks/EBLS-7MTK45</comments><guid isPermaLink="true">http://www.existentialblues.com/pblog.nsf/d6plinks/EBLS-7MTK45</guid><content:encoded><![CDATA[ <p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"><font face="Times New Roman" size="3">This morning, while I was sleepily eating my bowl of cornflakes and bananas, my poor sweet puppy had what can only be termed as a rude (but completely hilarious to the humans in the room) awakening. He, as usual, was begging for my leftovers before I was even done eating. As I was sitting on the couch, he was gently (and very cutely) resting his head on my ever growing belly full of baby when &ldquo;Thwack, Thwack, Thwack&rdquo;-he gets not so subtly punched in the head from inside my belly. </font></p>
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<p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"><font face="Times New Roman" size="3">Translation: &ldquo;Hey doggie. I&rsquo;m in here! Watch your freakin&rsquo; head! It&rsquo;s crowding my space.&rdquo; </font></p>
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<p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"><font face="Times New Roman" size="3">My poor puppy didn&rsquo;t even know what hit him. He looked up at me with a mixture of confusion, awe, and fear and promptly shoved his head between me and husband, essentially burying himself in the couch cushions for the remainder of my breakfast. And so begins the sibling rivalry. I think the poor pooch is finally realizing that his world is about to change. And, his puppy parents are laughing all the while. </font></p>
<p>&nbsp;</p>]]></content:encoded><pubDate>Tue, 30 Dec 2008 00:00:00 -0500</pubDate><slash:comments>2</slash:comments><wfw:commentRss>http://www.existentialblues.com/pblog.nsf/CommentsRSS?Open&amp;id=8626696FCAC986D68625752F00500CB3</wfw:commentRss><wfw:comment>http://www.existentialblues.com/pblog.nsf/PostComment?RunAgent&amp;id=8626696FCAC986D68625752F00500CB3</wfw:comment></item><item><title>And You Thought You Were Off the Hook</title><link>http://www.existentialblues.com/pblog.nsf/d6plinks/EBLS-7MMKS4</link><description><![CDATA[ More polyps. Yes, that's right-Two more polyps found yesterday at a routine OB visit. What is to be done with them? That has yet to be determined. I will likely know more in early January at my next visit. I am&nbsp;hoping and praying (again) that they, too, ...]]></description><dc:subject>Can I Have a Break Now, Please?</dc:subject><dc:creator>Pauline Wray</dc:creator><comments>http://www.existentialblues.com/pblog.nsf/d6plinks/EBLS-7MMKS4</comments><guid isPermaLink="true">http://www.existentialblues.com/pblog.nsf/d6plinks/EBLS-7MMKS4</guid><content:encoded><![CDATA[ <p>More polyps. Yes, that's right-Two more polyps found yesterday at a routine OB visit. What is to be done with them? That has yet to be determined. I will likely know more in early January at my next visit. I am&nbsp;hoping and praying (again) that they, too, will be benign. I can't seem to win with these things.&nbsp;I am so O-V-E-R this. </p>
<p>Is it March yet? </p>]]></content:encoded><pubDate>Wed, 24 Dec 2008 00:00:00 -0500</pubDate><slash:comments></slash:comments><wfw:commentRss>http://www.existentialblues.com/pblog.nsf/CommentsRSS?Open&amp;id=80672FB8DF79596F8625752900536DE2</wfw:commentRss><wfw:comment>http://www.existentialblues.com/pblog.nsf/PostComment?RunAgent&amp;id=80672FB8DF79596F8625752900536DE2</wfw:comment></item><item><title>Why Not? It IS that time of year again</title><link>http://www.existentialblues.com/pblog.nsf/d6plinks/EBLS-7MGKNN</link><description><![CDATA[ 1. What did you do in 2008 that you've never done before? 
Um, duh, gotten pregnant. 

2.Did you keep your New Year's resolutions and will you make more for next year? 
I don't even remember what my resolutions were. I can barely remember what I had for ...]]></description><dc:subject>Random</dc:subject><dc:creator>Pauline Wray</dc:creator><comments>http://www.existentialblues.com/pblog.nsf/d6plinks/EBLS-7MGKNN</comments><guid isPermaLink="true">http://www.existentialblues.com/pblog.nsf/d6plinks/EBLS-7MGKNN</guid><content:encoded><![CDATA[ <p><strong><font size="2">1. What did you do in 2008 that you've never done before?</font></strong> <br/>
Um, duh, gotten pregnant. <br/>
<br/>
<font size="2" face="sans-serif"><b>2.Did you keep your New Year's resolutions and will you make more for next year?</b></font> <br/>
<font size="2" face="sans-serif">I don't even remember what my resolutions were. I can barely remember what I had for breakfast a few hours ago (Thank you, pregnancy brain). Yes, probably, but the question is, will I remember them?  </font><br/>
<br/>
<font size="2" face="sans-serif"><b>3. Did anyone close to you give birth.</b></font> <br/>
<font size="2" face="sans-serif">   Not yet, but stay tuned. I have four close friends that are pregnant, plus me. <br/>
</font></p>
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<p><br/>
<font size="2" face="sans-serif"><b>4.Did anyone close to you die?</b></font> <br/>
<font size="2">Thankfully, no. Very thankfully. </font><br/>
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<font size="2" face="sans-serif"><b>5. What would you like to have in 2009 that you lacked in 2008?</b></font> </p>
<p><font size="2">The birth of a wonderful, healthy baby <br/>
</font></p>
<p><br/>
<font size="2" face="sans-serif"><b>6. What countries did you visit?</b></font> <br/>
<font size="2" face="sans-serif"> I didn't go out of the country in '08. </font><br/>
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<font size="2" face="sans-serif"><b>7. What date from 2008 will remain etched in your memory and why?</b></font> <br/>
<br/>
I can't pick one date. Too many milestones this year. Early July, when we found out we were pregnant. Then later, when we found out the baby looks healthy. Then still later, when we (hopefully) found the benign and harmless source of the bleeding. <br/>
<br/>
<br/>
<font size="2" face="sans-serif"><b>8. What was your biggest achievement of the year?</b></font> <br/>
<font size="2" face="sans-serif">I'm beginning to sound like a broken record-getting pregnant. But, if you know our history, you know this was huge! <br/>
</font></p>
<p><br/>
<font size="2" face="sans-serif"><b>9. What was your biggest failure?</b></font> <br/>
Actually, for once, I don't see any big failures in the last year. But, I guess if I have to pick something, I will say I still worry too much. <br/>
<br/>
<font size="2" face="sans-serif"><b>10. Did you suffer illness or injury?</b></font> <br/>
<font size="2">Does puking my guts out for three straight months count? But, it's all for a good cause. :) <br/>
</font></p>
<p><br/>
<font size="2" face="sans-serif"><b>11.</b> <b>What was the best thing you bought?</b></font> <br/>
All things baby-There is so much hope and so many dreams wrapped up in that crib, those tiny clothes...<font size="2" face="sans-serif"><br/>
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<font size="2" face="sans-serif"><b>12. Whose behaviour merited celebration?</b></font> <br/>
<strong><font size="2">     My husband's. He is ever loyal, ever loving, and I will never be able to thank him enough. </font></strong></font></p>
<p><font size="2" face="sans-serif"><font size="2" face="sans-serif"><b>13. Whose behaviour made you appalled or depressed?</b></font> <br/>
I have had some choice moments with various nurses at my OB's office. <br/>
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<p><font size="2" face="sans-serif"><font size="2" face="sans-serif"><b>14. Where did most of your money go?</b></font> </font></p>
<p><font size="2" face="sans-serif">Hospital/Doctor co-pays. Seriously. <br/>
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<p><font size="2" face="sans-serif"> <br/>
<font size="2" face="sans-serif"><b>15.What did you get really, really, really excited about?</b></font> <br/>
<font size="2" face="sans-serif">Being pregnant and hopefully having a healthy baby in 2009<br/>
</font></font></p>
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<font size="2" face="sans-serif"><b>16. What song will always remind you of 2008?</b></font> <br/>
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<p><font size="2" face="sans-serif">&quot;Arms Wide Open&quot; Creed <br/>
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<font size="2" face="sans-serif"><b>17. Compared to this time last year are you:</b></font> <br/>
<font size="2" face="sans-serif"><b>happier or sadder: </b>happier</font> <br/>
<font size="2" face="sans-serif"><b>thinner or fatter:  </b>hee hee...much fatter</font><br/>
<font size="2" face="sans-serif"><b>richer or poorer: </b>about the same</font><br/>
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<font size="2" face="sans-serif"><b>18. What do you wish you'd done more of?</b></font> <br/>
Stopped to enjoy each step of the journey.</font></p>
<p><font size="2" face="sans-serif"><br/>
<font size="2" face="sans-serif"><b>19. What do you wish you'd done less of?</b></font> <br/>
<font size="2" face="sans-serif">Worried</font> <br/>
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<font size="2" face="sans-serif"><b>20. How will you be spending Christmas?</b></font> </font></p>
<p><font size="2" face="sans-serif">At home with my Husband's family and all of our pets</font></p>
<p><font size="2" face="sans-serif"><font size="2" face="sans-serif"><b>21.There is no #21. I don't why there is no 21.</b></font> <br/>
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<font size="2" face="sans-serif"><b>22.Did you fall in love in 2008?</b></font> <br/>
<font size="2" face="sans-serif"> All over again.</font> <br/>
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<font size="2" face="sans-serif"><b>23. How many one-night stands?</b></font> <br/>
<font size="2" face="sans-serif">Um, none!!!! I'm married people!!!!</font> <br/>
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<font size="2" face="sans-serif"><b>24. What was your favorite t.v. program?</b></font> <br/>
<font size="2">I have to say, I watched a lot of t.v. and none of it really stood out this year. Mostly, I was killing time while stuck on the couch with my feet up. But, I'm always a fan of the medical drama (House, Grey's etc). <br/>
</font></font></p>
<p><font size="2" face="sans-serif"><br/>
<font size="2" face="sans-serif"><b>25. Do you hate anyone now that you didn't hate at this time last year?</b></font> <br/>
<font size="2" face="sans-serif">I don't make a habit of hating people. In other words, no. </font><br/>
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<font size="2" face="sans-serif"><b>26. What was the best book you read?</b></font> <br/>
Books-ha. Do baby books or study guides for my clinical exam count?</font></p>
<p><font size="2" face="sans-serif"> <font size="2" face="sans-serif"><b>27. What was your greatest musical discovery?</b></font> <br/>
<font size="2" face="sans-serif">Eh-Nothing much new. </font><br/>
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<font size="2" face="sans-serif"><b>28. What did you want a get?</b></font> <br/>
To be pregnant<br/>
<br/>
<font size="2" face="sans-serif"><b>29. THere's no #29 either. Who knows why...</b></font> <br/>
<br/>
<font size="2" face="sans-serif"><b>30. What was your favorite film this year?</b></font> <br/>
<font size="2">Also, didn't watch much that I remember as remarkable (but then again, I really CAN&quot;T remember what I saw either)<br/>
</font></font></p>
<p><font size="2" face="sans-serif"><br/>
<font size="2" face="sans-serif"><b>31. What did you do on your birthday and how old were you (optional)?</b></font> <br/>
<font size="2">29. Hung out with my husband at home, who made me dinner and frosted brownies. <br/>
</font></font></p>
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<p><font size="2" face="sans-serif"><br/>
<font size="2" face="sans-serif"><b>32. What one thing would have made your year immeasurably more satisfying?</b></font> </font></p>
<p><font size="2" face="sans-serif">A less complicated pregnancy, but I am still thankful to have even gotten this far. <br/>
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<font size="2" face="sans-serif"><b>33. How would you describe your personal fashion concept of 2008?</b></font> <br/>
<font size="2" face="sans-serif">  Whatever fits and doesn't make me look like a bllimp</font><br/>
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<font size="2" face="sans-serif"><b>34. What kept you sane?</b></font> <br/>
<font size="2" face="sans-serif">My husband, my pets, my friends, my family. But whether or not I am, at this point, sane, is questionable. </font><br/>
<br/>
<font size="2" face="sans-serif"><b>35.Which celebrity/public figure did you fancy the most?</b></font> <br/>
Obama<br/>
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<font size="2" face="sans-serif"><b>36.What political issue stirred you the most?</b></font> <br/>
<font size="2">The Election<br/>
</font></font></p>
<p><font size="2" face="sans-serif"><br/>
<font size="2" face="sans-serif"><b>37. Whom did you miss?</b></font> <br/>
<font size="2" face="sans-serif">My grandmother (well, I suppose technically step-grandmother, but I think of her as my grandmother). She should be here to see me set and reach my goals. But she is always here with me in spirit.</font></font></p>
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<font size="2" face="sans-serif"><b>38. Who was the best new person you met?</b></font> <br/>
<font size="2">I met a lot of people in '08. A lot of patients that tugged at my heart strings. <br/>
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</font> <font size="2" face="sans-serif"><b>39. Tell us a valuable lesson you learned in 2008.</b></font> <br/>
<font size="2">Some dreams really do come true, even if they are a little modified from their original versions<br/>
And, you have to have faith. It's the only thing that gets you through sometimes.<br/>
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</font> <font size="2" face="sans-serif"><b>40. Quote a song lyric that sums up your year:</b></font> <br/>
Well I just heard the news today <br/>
It seems my life is going to change <br/>
I closed my eyes, begin to pray <br/>
Then tears of joy stream down my face <br/>
With arms wide open <br/>
Under the sunlight <br/>
Welcome to this place <br/>
I'll show you everything <br/>
With arms wide open <br/>
With arms wide open <br/>
<br/>
And just for some added fun-Cortny, Paisana, and Al over at Blood-N-Thunder, I TAG YOU!!!<br/>
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</font></font></font>]]></content:encoded><pubDate>Fri, 19 Dec 2008 00:00:00 -0500</pubDate><slash:comments></slash:comments><wfw:commentRss>http://www.existentialblues.com/pblog.nsf/CommentsRSS?Open&amp;id=EED2A239B706A936862575240054A5A0</wfw:commentRss><wfw:comment>http://www.existentialblues.com/pblog.nsf/PostComment?RunAgent&amp;id=EED2A239B706A936862575240054A5A0</wfw:comment></item><item><title>I already know too much about this, so Please, Please, do not Feel the Need to Expand my Education</title><link>http://www.existentialblues.com/pblog.nsf/d6plinks/EBLS-7MEPMX</link><description><![CDATA[ It&rsquo;s a strange phenomenon, the desire for individuals to share horror stories with people who are experiencing pregnancy. This has happened to me numerous times during my pregnancy. &ldquo;Oh! You&rsquo;re pregnant? Congratulations! I have a (cousin, ...]]></description><dc:subject>Soon to be Baby Mamma</dc:subject><dc:creator>Pauline Wray</dc:creator><comments>http://www.existentialblues.com/pblog.nsf/d6plinks/EBLS-7MEPMX</comments><guid isPermaLink="true">http://www.existentialblues.com/pblog.nsf/d6plinks/EBLS-7MEPMX</guid><content:encoded><![CDATA[ <p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"><font face="Times New Roman" size="3">It&rsquo;s a strange phenomenon, the desire for individuals to share horror stories with people who are experiencing pregnancy. This has happened to me numerous times during my pregnancy. &ldquo;Oh! You&rsquo;re pregnant? Congratulations! I have a (cousin, sister, friend, neighbor) etc who lost her baby at (insert month, tragic story etc), but that probably won&rsquo;t happen to you. Good luck&rdquo; It is a strange phenomenon to say the least. Why, do you suppose, would I need to know this story? Why would I want to? I know people personally who lost their infants tragically. They are friends of mine. I am not going to share their stories here, but I am going to tell you internet, for the record, that I am VERY MUCH AWARE that tragedy could strike me at any time. In fact, I wake up every day and Thank God that I made it through another night still pregnant. Yes, I do indeed. Not a day goes by when I do not think about how lucky I am to have made it this far. I am very much aware that there is no &ldquo;safe&rdquo; zone in pregnancy. There is always a possibility, always a threat lurking. There is in fact no &ldquo;safe&rdquo; zone ever in life. You just have to enjoy each day and hope for the best. I do not need, or want any reminders or stories of this fact. This pregnancy has been difficult enough. I am worried enough that I will lose my baby girl. I do not need you telling me I SHOULD be. So, please, all you well meaning people (as I know that somehow, you are well meaning. Perhaps you think I will be better off if I am prepared for the worst? I don&rsquo;t know), cease and desist. Happy, positive, thoughts only please. My daughter needs some good vibes coming her way. </font></p>]]></content:encoded><pubDate>Wed, 17 Dec 2008 00:00:00 -0500</pubDate><slash:comments>1</slash:comments><wfw:commentRss>http://www.existentialblues.com/pblog.nsf/CommentsRSS?Open&amp;id=9E065212C8B0AF088625752200656A2B</wfw:commentRss><wfw:comment>http://www.existentialblues.com/pblog.nsf/PostComment?RunAgent&amp;id=9E065212C8B0AF088625752200656A2B</wfw:comment></item><item><title>The Eight Million Hour Commute</title><link>http://www.existentialblues.com/pblog.nsf/d6plinks/EBLS-7MELGM</link><description><![CDATA[ Commute time from Work to home last night: 3 hours 45 minutes (a record)
Amount of snow on ground: Way more than the 4 inches the media CLAIMS we got
Number of times I had to stop to use the bathroom on the way home: 1 (also a record, considering I am ...]]></description><dc:subject>None</dc:subject><dc:creator>Pauline Wray</dc:creator><comments>http://www.existentialblues.com/pblog.nsf/d6plinks/EBLS-7MELGM</comments><guid isPermaLink="true">http://www.existentialblues.com/pblog.nsf/d6plinks/EBLS-7MELGM</guid><content:encoded><![CDATA[ <p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"><font face="Times New Roman" size="3"><strong>Commute time from Work to home last night:</strong> 3 hours 45 minutes (a record)</font></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"><font face="Times New Roman" size="3"><strong>Amount of snow on ground:</strong> Way more than the 4 inches the media CLAIMS we got</font></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"><font face="Times New Roman" size="3"><strong>Number of times I had to stop to use the bathroom on the way home:</strong> 1 (also a record, considering I am almost seven months pregnant)</font></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"><font face="Times New Roman" size="3"><strong>Level of annoyance with commute:</strong> High</font></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"><font face="Times New Roman" size="3"><strong>Number of times I skidded while driving one mile per hour:</strong> At least half a dozen</font></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"><font face="Times New Roman" size="3"><strong>Total number of snow plows I saw:</strong> 4</font></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"><font face="Times New Roman" size="3"><strong>Level of Discomfort by the time I got home</strong>: Off the charts</font></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"><font face="Times New Roman" size="3"><strong>What I did when I got home:</strong> Ate dinner, went to sleep, got up, went back to work</font></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"><font face="Times New Roman" size="3"><strong>Level of readiness to have the rest of the week off:</strong> High</font></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"><font face="Times New Roman" size="3"><strong>Readiness to move to Sunny Southern California and live in a shoe box:</strong> Extremly</font></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"><font face="Times New Roman" size="3"><strong>Desire to drive into the city tonight for appointment:</strong> Low</font></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"><font face="Times New Roman" size="3"><strong>Desire to go on Vacation to tropical Location:</strong> High</font></p>
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<p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"><font face="Times New Roman" size="3"><strong>Enough Said.</strong> </font></p>
<p>&nbsp;</p>]]></content:encoded><pubDate>Wed, 17 Dec 2008 00:00:00 -0500</pubDate><slash:comments></slash:comments><wfw:commentRss>http://www.existentialblues.com/pblog.nsf/CommentsRSS?Open&amp;id=1520346FAAF3C538862575220056B7E3</wfw:commentRss><wfw:comment>http://www.existentialblues.com/pblog.nsf/PostComment?RunAgent&amp;id=1520346FAAF3C538862575220056B7E3</wfw:comment></item><item><title>Today, I celebrate, and thank you all for your support</title><link>http://www.existentialblues.com/pblog.nsf/d6plinks/EBLS-7M5Q5C</link><description><![CDATA[ &nbsp;
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As I celebrate another year on this planet today, I am acutely aware of all the precious things in my life. My recent adventures have made me very much aware of just how easily your life can be turned upside ...]]></description><dc:subject>Life Musings</dc:subject><dc:creator>Pauline Wray</dc:creator><comments>http://www.existentialblues.com/pblog.nsf/d6plinks/EBLS-7M5Q5C</comments><guid isPermaLink="true">http://www.existentialblues.com/pblog.nsf/d6plinks/EBLS-7M5Q5C</guid><content:encoded><![CDATA[ <p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt">&nbsp;</p>
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<p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"><font face="Times New Roman" size="3">As I celebrate another year on this planet today, I am acutely aware of all the precious things in my life. My recent adventures have made me very much aware of just how easily your life can be turned upside down, and just how grateful I am for the fact that mine (Thank God) wasn&rsquo;t this time around. Working as a social worker in the medical field, I am always keenly aware of how good I have it. But, my recent scare drove this point home even more. And so, in celebration of my recent clean bill of health (the final test also came back blissfully NORMAL as of this morning), 29 things I am thankful for, to celebrate my 29 years on this planet-some serious, some less so, but all precious to me in some form</font></p>
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    <li class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1; tab-stops: list .5in"><font face="Times New Roman" size="3">My husband</font> </li>
    <li class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1; tab-stops: list .5in"><font face="Times New Roman" size="3">The beautiful baby girl growing inside me</font> </li>
    <li class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1; tab-stops: list .5in"><font face="Times New Roman" size="3">My good health</font> </li>
    <li class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1; tab-stops: list .5in"><font face="Times New Roman" size="3">My warm house</font> </li>
    <li class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1; tab-stops: list .5in"><font face="Times New Roman" size="3">Having enough food to eat</font> </li>
    <li class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1; tab-stops: list .5in"><font face="Times New Roman" size="3">My pets</font> </li>
    <li class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1; tab-stops: list .5in"><font face="Times New Roman" size="3">My friends, and especially all of the support they give me</font> </li>
    <li class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1; tab-stops: list .5in"><font face="Times New Roman" size="3">My family, and especially all of the support they give me</font> </li>
    <li class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1; tab-stops: list .5in"><font face="Times New Roman" size="3">My job (even when I loathe it on some days)</font> </li>
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    <li class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1; tab-stops: list .5in"><font face="Times New Roman" size="3">Obama&rsquo;s victory</font> </li>
    <li class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1; tab-stops: list .5in"><font face="Times New Roman" size="3">Peppermint Hot Chocolate</font> </li>
    <li class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1; tab-stops: list .5in"><font face="Times New Roman" size="3">Sunshine</font> </li>
    <li class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1; tab-stops: list .5in"><font face="Times New Roman" size="3">Flowers</font> </li>
    <li class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1; tab-stops: list .5in"><font face="Times New Roman" size="3">Snow</font> </li>
    <li class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1; tab-stops: list .5in"><font face="Times New Roman" size="3">That my grandmother agreed to have her life saving surgery</font> </li>
    <li class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1; tab-stops: list .5in"><font face="Times New Roman" size="3">That my uncle is still with us despite his Cancer</font> </li>
    <li class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1; tab-stops: list .5in"><font face="Times New Roman" size="3">Chocolate</font> </li>
    <li class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1; tab-stops: list .5in"><font face="Times New Roman" size="3">Bad, sappy, sometimes hilarious but always ever so distracting T.V. shows</font> </li>
    <li class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1; tab-stops: list .5in"><font face="Times New Roman" size="3">Wii</font> </li>
    <li class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1; tab-stops: list .5in"><font face="Times New Roman" size="3">Cheese</font> </li>
    <li class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1; tab-stops: list .5in"><font face="Times New Roman" size="3">Having a reliable car</font> </li>
    <li class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1; tab-stops: list .5in"><font face="Times New Roman" size="3">Good books</font> </li>
    <li class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1; tab-stops: list .5in"><font face="Times New Roman" size="3">Massages</font> </li>
    <li class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1; tab-stops: list .5in"><font face="Times New Roman" size="3">That I get to feel my baby kicking each and every day</font> </li>
    <li class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1; tab-stops: list .5in"><font face="Times New Roman" size="3">Our Christmas tree and decorations, which make me smile every night</font> </li>
    <li class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1; tab-stops: list .5in"><font face="Times New Roman" size="3">Lazy days spent by the fire place with my husband</font> </li>
    <li class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1; tab-stops: list .5in"><font face="Times New Roman" size="3">The fact that in this moment, I am not bleeding anymore</font> </li>
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<p>&nbsp;</p>]]></content:encoded><pubDate>Mon, 8 Dec 2008 00:00:00 -0500</pubDate><slash:comments>2</slash:comments><wfw:commentRss>http://www.existentialblues.com/pblog.nsf/CommentsRSS?Open&amp;id=BF46D9D48FAD852C862575190067BD86</wfw:commentRss><wfw:comment>http://www.existentialblues.com/pblog.nsf/PostComment?RunAgent&amp;id=BF46D9D48FAD852C862575190067BD86</wfw:comment></item><item><title>The Best Early Birthday Present Ever</title><link>http://www.existentialblues.com/pblog.nsf/d6plinks/EBLS-7M2N8U</link><description><![CDATA[ Biopsy results: Normal.

Thank you God. We will get more details and info on Wednesday, but it's not Cancer. 

This is quite possibly the best Early Birthday Present I have ever received. Ever.

Now- I will celebrate and then sleep for a week to combat ...]]></description><dc:subject>Life Musings</dc:subject><dc:creator>Pauline Wray</dc:creator><comments>http://www.existentialblues.com/pblog.nsf/d6plinks/EBLS-7M2N8U</comments><guid isPermaLink="true">http://www.existentialblues.com/pblog.nsf/d6plinks/EBLS-7M2N8U</guid><content:encoded><![CDATA[ Biopsy results: Normal.<br/>
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Thank you God. We will get more details and info on Wednesday, but it's not Cancer. <br/>
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This is quite possibly the best Early Birthday Present I have ever received. Ever.<br/>
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Now- I will celebrate and then sleep for a week to combat the sheer emotional exhaustion.<br/>
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Too Happy for any more words right now.<br/>
<br/>]]></content:encoded><pubDate>Fri, 5 Dec 2008 00:00:00 -0500</pubDate><slash:comments>2</slash:comments><wfw:commentRss>http://www.existentialblues.com/pblog.nsf/CommentsRSS?Open&amp;id=CF158DB236A4C02D86257516005EF04B</wfw:commentRss><wfw:comment>http://www.existentialblues.com/pblog.nsf/PostComment?RunAgent&amp;id=CF158DB236A4C02D86257516005EF04B</wfw:comment></item><item><title>Terror Reigns Supreme</title><link>http://www.existentialblues.com/pblog.nsf/d6plinks/EBLS-7LYSQV</link><description><![CDATA[ Yes, dear internet, I have been absent from this blog for awhile. It&rsquo;s been a rough ride lately and I have been debating whether or not to post about it here. But, seeing as how a whole two people read this blog, I thought, why not, maybe it&rsquo;ll be ...]]></description><dc:subject>Life Musings</dc:subject><dc:creator>Pauline Wray</dc:creator><comments>http://www.existentialblues.com/pblog.nsf/d6plinks/EBLS-7LYSQV</comments><guid isPermaLink="true">http://www.existentialblues.com/pblog.nsf/d6plinks/EBLS-7LYSQV</guid><content:encoded><![CDATA[ <p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"><font face="Times New Roman" size="3">Yes, dear internet, I have been absent from this blog for awhile. It&rsquo;s been a rough ride lately and I have been debating whether or not to post about it here. But, seeing as how a whole two people read this blog, I thought, why not, maybe it&rsquo;ll be therapeutic to put it on paper. So here goes&hellip;</font></p>
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<p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"><font size="3"><font face="Times New Roman"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes">&nbsp;</span>1) I am currently awaiting the results of a cervical biopsy I had done on Monday. As most of you who actually read this blog know, I&rsquo;ve been plagued by bouts of bleeding throughout my pregnancy. The source of the bleeding was finally found-a &ldquo;weird looking&rdquo; growth on the cervix that has now been removed. The <street w:st="on">
<address w:st="on">Good Dr.</address>
</street> seems to think its not likely Cancer, but the tests of which I speak will either confirm or deny that fact. Never have I been more terrified in my life. December 10<sup>th</sup> is D day (aka biopsy results day). I continue to pray for a positive outcome, while shoring up for the worst, just in case. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes">&nbsp;</span></font></font></p>
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<p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"><font face="Times New Roman" size="3">2) Add to this the fact that my Uncle (who I wrote about before on this blog-For those just tuning in he has been battling lymphoma since February) found out that his lymphoma has spread to his stomach last week AND my paternal grandmother was diagnosed with Metastatic Colon Cancer (i.e. it started in her
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<p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"><font face="Times New Roman" size="3">And so, I have spent the last few weeks (I found out about 3 weeks ago about the growth) contemplating my mortality, trying to make the most of the holidays, and alternating between sobbing my eyes out and trying to be stoic and optimistic-mostly the former to be quite honest. I never, in one hundred million years, thought I would be faced with something like this when I was 25 weeks pregnant with my first child. Maybe it&rsquo;s the hormones, maybe it&rsquo;s the potential gravity of the situation, but some part of me feels like this cannot possibly be my life right now. Nevermind the physical aftermath of the biopsy itself.&nbsp;<span style="mso-spacerun: yes">&nbsp;</span>But, you have to take what life gives you, and in my case, hope that your number will not be up soon and that you&rsquo;ll have many years on which to look back on these events and think about how you managed to get through it all.</font></p>
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<p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"><font face="Times New Roman" size="3">Here&rsquo;s to hoping for good news next Wednesday. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes">&nbsp;</span>I will post again. I hope, with good news. </font></p>
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