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In a Wordle

Monday, April 30, 2012

Well, it's be a nice 30 day journey, but the ride is over and this is the last day of HAWMC. Today's prompt is :
Word Cloud. Make a word cloud or tree with a list of words that come to mind when you think about your blog, health, or interests. Use a thesaurus to make the branches of your “tree” extend further.

Without further adieu is is my health Wordle:

Wordle: health

Six Sentence Story: How Sweet It Is

Sunday, April 29, 2012

Today's HAWMC prompt: Six Sentence Story. In this day of micro-blogging – brevity is a skill worth honing. Can you tell a story and make it short and sweet? What can you say in six sentences. Check out some here:

The plumb, brown juicy figs burst in my mouth. The juice ran down my chin. I couldn't believe my luck. I found a fig tree just sitting in the middle of nowhere over-loaded with ripe, ready to pick figs. The juicy tidbits beckoned to be picked and plucked into my mouth. I popped another juicy fig into my mouth and continued down the road to Heaven.

The First Time I...

Saturday, April 28, 2012

The Health Activist Writer's Month Challenge is winding down with only two days to go. I've enjoyed the challenge and blogging about my health issues. Today's HAWMC prompt is The First Time I… Write a post about the first time you did something. What is it? What was it like? What did you learn from it?

I am going a little off kilter today because it is the 36th anniversary of my daddy's death. My daddy died at the age of 51 from prostate cancer. So today I am paying tribute to my daddy Claude Gray Jr. August 6th, 1924-April 28th, 1976.

The first time I learned my daddy was sick I ran away. I was only 15 and couldn't face life without daddy. I didn't have the strength or courage to watch him die. I was a coward. I did return and made amends with my daddy, but it was short lived. He died not long after I came home. I didn't want to be there to see him slip away, but I was. 

The first time I saw my daddy closed his eyes I thought this was his end to life. I couldn't breath. My body was numb and my heart heavy. It was as the life had been sucked out of me. No child should ever watch their parent die.

The first time I was held by my daddy I was four months old. You see my parent's adopted me. It didn't matter to daddy I was his baby doll. I was his daughter. 

The first time I cried was when he closed his eyes and took his last breath.

My parent's Claude and Margaret Gray

Five Challenges-Five Small Victories

Friday, April 27, 2012

Today's HAWMC prompt: 5 Challenges. 5 Small Victories. Make a list of the 5 most difficult parts of your health focus. Make another top 5 list for the little, good things (small victories) that keep you going.

The five most difficult parts of  living with fibromyalgia:
5. Forgetting things(the mind is a terrible thing to waste.)
4. Non-existent sex life(what's sex?) 
3. Depression(I hate feeling this way all the time.)
2. Constant, chronic pain(take take meds.)
1. Not being able to enjoy my grandson(I miss playing with him.)

Now for my five good things:
5. I still have some sanity left(my mind hasn't completely left the building yet.)
4. I am able to work(some days are still harder than others, but I'm blessed.)
3. I am able to get out and walk again(I love the feel of a cool, misty morning.)
2. I can still get in and out of the bathtub(good thing too, I wouldn't want to stink.)
1. I can still write(this is a thankful blessing.)

My Blog Tagline

Thursday, April 26, 2012

Today's HAWMC prompt: Health tagline. Give yourself, your blog, your condition, or some aspect of your health a tagline. Make sure it’s catchy! 

Since my blog mainly focuses on menopause I'm going to use my blog tagline: 

Finding Humor in the Mist of Menopause.

When I started my blog I wanted my tagline to be catchy and to focus on the humorous side of menopause. I think it's important to laugh about the things you have no control over. Yes, my blog is meant to be funny, but I take menopause serious as well.

A Grandmother's Memory

Wednesday, April 25, 2012

Today's HAWMC prompt: Third person post. Write about a memory you have but describe it using the third person. Use as many sensory images (sights, sounds, textures, etc) as you can. Don’t use “I” or “me” unless you include dialogue.

She held the baby's tiny hand in her own wrinkled one. He smelled of baby powder and sweetness. A single tear feel down her worn out face. Had he really made it? Was this tiny baby only a dream? It seemed like only yesterday his mother was a tiny baby and now...well, now she was holding on to her grandson. 

His loud cries brought her back to reality. He was hungry and she placed him in his mothers arms. She watched as her daughter caressed the fluff of angel soft hair. He yawned and fell asleep. Waves of joy washed over her. Her first grandchild had come into the world only a few short hours ago. She closed her eyes and drifted into a peaceful sleep. They were safe and sound now. No harm would come to them.

My Health Focus Mascot: Courageous Caterpillar

Tuesday, April 24, 2012
                   Courageous Caterpillar 

Today's HAWMC prompt: Health Mascot. Give yourself, your condition, or your health focus a mascot. Is it a real person? Fictional? Mythical being? Describe them. Bonus points if you provide a visual!

Fibromyalgia already has a mascot which is a purple butterfly. I love the symbol and I thought about using a purple butterfly as my mascot, but I decided to make my fibro mascot a colorful, courageous caterpillar. My mascot represents my journey with fibromyalgia. A caterpillar goes through a metamorphosis before it becomes a beautiful butterfly. That is how my life is with fibromyalgia. I feel as if I am going through a health metamorphosis and one day I will become a beautiful butterfly free from pain. 

It’s No Sweat Finding the Perfect Mother’s Day Gift Cool-jams Has the Solution–Moisture Wicking Sleepwear

It’s No Sweat Finding the Perfect Mother’s Day Gift Cool-jams Has the Solution–Moisture Wicking Sleepwear

SAN DIEGO, April 24, 2012 – Wondering what to buy the best mom on the planet for Mother’s Day? It’s a question that comes around each May, just as the days start to get hotter. And if your mom is one of the 35 million Baby Boomer American women in the 45-64 age bracket, chances are she is facing one of the challenges and symptoms of menopause: hot flashes!

But, “no sweat,” states Anita Mahaffey, founder of Cool-jams, Inc. She has the perfect answer to what to buy the much-loved menopausal mom in your family. Her signature line of state-of-the-art moisture wicking pajamas, nighties and bedding lets moms–and dads for that matter–sleep easy. “It’s the best ticket for a hot mom’s cool, restful sleep.”

Cool-jams combine science with style to create a line of beautifully crafted sleepwear, for men and women, made from an innovative silky, soft fabric that helps regulate body temperature.

“Wicking sleepwear is great because it draws moisture away from the body to the outside of the fabric where it quickly dries,” Mahaffey explains. “Meanwhile your body temperature stays regulated so you are never too hot or too cold when wearing Cool-jams. A huge benefit is the lightweight fabric that we use, which is quick drying, compact and wrinkle resistant. It’s also perfect sleepwear for travelers.”

It was while researching different business ideas–after Mahaffey, a California native, left the world of corporate marketing in San Diego 25 years ago–that she discovered Turkey had grown into one of the biggest textile producers in the world.

“It was natural for me to think of establishing some kind of Turkish import/export business. Having spent time in Turkey as an exchange student, I understood the culture and loved the people,” she said. In collaboration with a Turkish friend she began developing sleepwear programs for many of the largest US retailers and catalogs. “It was while making a routine design visit to our factory in 2005, that I discovered a new micro-fiber fabric. As soon as I felt this fabric, I knew I had a winner.”

An independent laboratory tested and confirmed the fabric’s wicking and quick drying properties. It rapidly absorbed and evaporated moisture and dried three times as fast as cotton or poly/cotton blend. A big part of Mahaffey’s motivation to develop her moisture-wicking pajamas was to get relief for her own menopausal-related night sweats.

“This was the start of Cool-jams!” says Mahaffey whose restless nights are a thing of the past.

Seven years later, Cool-jams is featured in national women’s magazines, on TV shows like “The Doctors,” and is top-rated with a 5 out of 5 star rating on It has grown its line to include bedding and has thousands of happy customers around the world.

In an effort to give back, Cool-jams also donates a percentage of its profits to women and child centered charities so each purchase is helping others in need. Its online store makes ordering easy, and with low prices, high quality and quick shipping. It’s the perfect place to shop for the perfect Mother’s Day gift.

“A customer recently asked if fairies weave magic into our Cool-jams fabric because it works so well! It’s no magic,” says Mahaffey, “just solid research, technical know-how and craftsmanship!”

Visit to see its full line of quality guaranteed moisture-wicking sleepwear and bedding, from cami-strap nightgowns, to boxer pajama sets, bathrobes, pillows and more.

Repin Cool-jams on Pinterest and enter the Mother’s Day Contest to win the pajama or nightgown of your choice up to $65 dollar value. A winner will be selected on May 11, 2012!

I Am

Monday, April 23, 2012

Today's HAWMC prompt: Health Activist Choice Day 2! Write about whatever you like.

Today I get to write about anything I like, so I am choosing to write about who I am in relation to my health.

I am pain...
I am hurt...
I am stress...
I am fibromyalgia...

Put On Purple Day on Friday, May 18, 2012

Sunday, April 22, 2012

Join the Lupus Foundation of America and thousands of people nationwide for Put On Purple Day on Friday, May 18, 2012.

Things We Forget

Today's HAWMC prompt: The Things We Forget. Visit and make your own version of a short memo reminder. Where would you post it?

I would post this sticky note on my computer where I could see it everyday.

Health Madlib Poem

Saturday, April 21, 2012

Today's HAWMC prompt: Health Madlib Poem. Go to: and fill in the parts of speech and the site will generate a poem for you. Feel free to post the Madlib or edit it to make it better.

old disease's old disease

I fade my beess and all the rocks rides sea;
I withers my peoples and all is sings again.
(I talks I floats you up inside my pollution.)

The cloudss go swaying out in angry and yellow,
And dead rain stingss in:
I write my fibromyalgia and all the chronic dies flowers.

I liveed that you explodeed me into God
And breathe me young, flowed me quite pain.
(I talks I floats you up inside my pollution.)

grass breaks from the wood, sand's oceans fall:
swim mountain and breeze's wind:
I write my fibromyalgia and all the chronic dies flowers.

I runed you'd cry the way you move,
But I walk worry and I crawl your leaves.
(I talks I floats you up inside my pollution.)

I should have entered a dirt instead;
At least when birds reads they avoid back again.
I write my fibromyalgia and all the chronic dies flowers.

(I talks I floats you up inside my pollution.)

- Debra & Sylvia Plath

Create Your Own Madlib on

A Wishtious Miracle Cure for Fibromyalgia

Friday, April 20, 2012

HAWMC Day #20: Miracle Cure. Write a news-style article on a miracle cure. What’s the cure? How do you get the cure? Be sure to include a disclaimer.

Dr.Gray Elliott a scientist from Johnston Laboratory in Birmingham Alabama had made head-line news with a miracle cure for those suffering from fibromyalgia.

Dr. Elliott made the discovery when getting her patients to try various foods for a year to see which food alleviated the symptoms of fibromyalgia.

"I'm  flabbergasted," she told local news channels. "I'm still in shock to find a cure for fibromyalgia."

When questioned by reporters about the miracle cure Dr. Elliott had this to say." I never thought the key to curing fibromyalgia would be found in the avocado. I've done extensive research with various healthy foods and the avocado is the only one to be found to completely stop the chronic pain associated with fibromyalgia."

After the fibromyalgia miracle cure announcement avocados where flying off the grocery store shelves and fibromyalgia patients were lined up by the hundreds to see if it really worked.

The FDA announced Dr. Elliott research has been proven to be effective and it will put into place strict guidelines on the production of avocados and require growers to only produce enough for the use in fibromyalgia patients.

Disclaimer: It would be nice if avocados could cure fibromyalgia, but they don't. I may not ever see a cure in my lifetime, but there is always hope that a cure is always around the bend.

Mental Health Month Blog Party – May 16, 2012

Mental health affects everyone and everything we do. Yet, mental health is a topic many don’t feel comfortable discussing. Join us on May 16, 2012, to spread the importance of good mental health and reduce its stigma.

5 Dinner Guests

Thursday, April 19, 2012
Today's HAWMC prompt:5 Dinner Guests. Who are 5 people you’d love to have dinner with (living or deceased) and why?

My dinner guest list would consist of these five people: Khalil Gibran, Henry David Thoreau, Jesus, and my parents.

You're probably wondering why I chose these five people. I chose Khalil Gibran and Henry David Thoreau because I am a writer and they are two of my favorite writers. I would have Gibran read from The Prophet. I love the philosophy of Gibran. Why Thoreau? He was also a very philosophical man. I would listen for hours as he read Walden. I would love to invite my dinner guest to Walden Pond. I can hear the dinner conversation between the two philosophers about the world in which we live in today.

Why Jesus? I am a Christian and feel I can't serve a dinner without His presence. He would be the light that would shine at the dinner table. He would be the teacher.

My parents are both gone and I would love to have one last dinner with them. My table would be decorated in yellow's and purple's. I would serve their favorite food's(making sure not to offend my other guests').

I guess the one of the main reasons I chose the dinner guest I did is because I love to talk religion and politics.

Negotiating with Myself

Wednesday, April 18, 2012
Today's HAWMC prompt: Open a Book. Choose a book and open it to a random page and point to a phrase. Use that phrase to get you writing today. Free write for 15-20 without stopping.

I picked my phrase from the book 'Getting Past No'. My phrase is " We may all be negotiators, yet many of us don't like to negotiate."

I love this phrase. It fits me to a T. I don't like to negotiate. I know I can, because we all are some kind of negotiator. We negotiate with our family, our co-workers and customers. I do it everyday, but I hate it!

I'm not sure why I don't like to negotiate, maybe fear of rejection or fear of failure. I don't really know. Negotiation is a skill I have not mastered. I can't do it(or maybe I just don't want too). I won't even negotiate with myself.

If I could negotiate with myself I would show myself the cons of a poor diet, the risks of poor health and the downside of not listening to my body. I realize my health is important I shouldn't have to negotiate with myself to listen to what my body is saying. It's a negotiation hell. It's a daily struggle between my brain and heart. I'm the negotiator and not a very good one.

My heart wants to eat unhealthy,but my mind knows it not good for my body. The negotiator in my tries to tell my heart it's O.K. to splurge every once in a while, but not everyday. My mind flurries with activity and my negotiation skills fly out the door. I guess that's why I am not a good negotiator. I guess why in three months I've gained 20 pounds.

To negotiate with myself takes more willpower than I have. It's a losing battle of the wills. Neither side will give an inch, but take a mile. Neither side will listen to my body. It's their way or the highway.

Negotiating with your body takes willpower, skill and time. It's not an overnight, get it right thing you just can do. It takes a lot of practice, but practice does make perfect. In the coming months I am going to practice my negotiation skills and tell my mind to tell my heart it's time to listen to what my body is saying.

Learned the Hard Way

Tuesday, April 17, 2012

Today's HAWMC prompt:  Learned the Hard Way. What’s a lesson you learned the hard way? Write about it for 15 minutes today.

I am one of "those" people who always learn the hard way. I tend to make the same mistakes over and over and never get it right. It's the same with my health and the lesson I've learned to hard way. I know what my health risks are, but I don't listen to my body. I listen with my mind. I know I shouldn't feel my body with junk, but I do anyway. Now, I am paying the price with a worn out, broke down body.

I've never been good at learning lessons. I have to literally be hit on the head to get it. I know when something isn't right or good for me, but I forgo any thought to the consequence. I throw caution to the wind with abandon. I know I will suffer, but at the time I disregard any lessons I need to learn.

Time is not on my side when it comes to the lessons I should have learned throughout my fifty plus years. I still have to be hit on the head when it comes to learning lessons about my health. I can't go a day without caffeine, knowing it poisons my system. I can't go a day without stuffing junk food into my mouth. Becoming a healthy person is a lesson I will learn the hard way if I'm not dead first(please hit me on the head a few times and I might just learn a thing or two.)

Pinning My Heath Focus

Monday, April 16, 2012

Today's HAWMC prompt: Pinboard. Create a pinterest board for your health focus. Pin 3 things. What did you pin? Share the images in a post and explain why you chose them.

Today's post is a little different. Today I am sharing my Pinterest health focus board. Pinterest is a great way to shared your health focus with your followers. My health focus is the autoimmune disease fibromyalgia and since I've pinned my three things, I've been repinned several times. 

Here are the images I pinned to my health focus board:

Why did I choose these images? I wanted others to be aware of fibromyalgia. To me it is important to share these images and make others aware that fibromyalgia affects everyone.

What is your Pinterest health focus?


Sunday, April 15, 2012

Today's HAWMC prompt:  Writing with Style. What’s your writing style? Do words just flow from your mind to your fingertips? Do you like handwriting first? Do you plan your posts? Title first or last? Where do you write best?

I love today's prompt. I get to talk about writing and my particular style of writing. Do I really have a particular style? I don't think so. My writing style is eclectic.

I have always felt my ability to write is a God-given talent. No doubt He gave the words that flow from my soul.

My words flow without any concrete thought. I used to write pen to paper more than fingers to keys. I still occasionally will write long-handed if the writing mood strikes.

In writing I keep long hours. I have no set time. I write when inspired or I want to make a point. Do I write to suit the title or wait until I've said what I wanted to say? I guess it depends on the mood of my writing. Usually the title comes first.

Are my posts planned? That depends on what is going on with my writing. Some months are structured  to fit a theme. Other times I will write a post on a whim.  This month my posts are structured as I am involved in a few writing projects. Since I have six blogs I try to post on each one monthly. This month I've been lax and only devoted myself to three.

Where do I write best? I like to be alone. I don't like any distractions. My computer is in my bedroom, so all of my writing is done in there or in the bathroom.

My writing style is who I am. I am not a structured writer. I guess I am a "by the seat of your pants" writer. I am one who writes when the mood strikes. Some months you may not even see a post from me. Who knows?

A Perfect Day

Saturday, April 14, 2012
Today's HAWMC prompt is   My Dream Day. Describe your ideal day. How would you spend your time? Who would you spend it with? Have you had this day? If not – how could you make it happen?

I thought today's prompt would be difficult for me to write, but I was wrong. I'm going to start with how I would want my ideal day to be and then tell about my perfect day.

My ideal day would be a day without any pain, but I know that day will never exist. Instead I want to tell you about the perfect day I had instead.

My day started out as usual. I woke up, got on my computer, posted a few blog posts and went about my morning. Nothing unusual about my daily routine, but today was different than usual. Today we had my grandson's belated birthday party and afterwards my husband suggested we go see my sons. You're probably thinking what's so different about that.

What you don't know and what made today a perfect day for me is I haven't seen my two son's in over a year. We had a fallout and bad feelings passed between us. Today all was forgotten and forgiven. It was a perfect moment in a perfect time. I forgot about my disease and my pain. Just seeing my boys and hugging them was more than a mother could ask for. I hope for more perfect days. Maybe even one without pain.

10 Things I Can't Live Without

Friday, April 13, 2012
Today's HAWMC prompt is 10 things you can't live without.

My list is simple. I don't have to think twice about the 10 things I couldn't live without.

10. Internet
9. Romance
8. Old Movies
7. Mountain Dew
6. Chocolate
5. T.V.
4. Books
3. My friends
2. My family
1. Jesus Christ


Thursday, April 12, 2012

Day 12 HAWMC prompt: Stream of Consciousness Day. Start with the sentence “_______”just write, don’t stop, don’t edit. Post!

Some days I wonder why I am really here. What purpose do I serve? Am I suppose to life my life to the fullest? Am I suppose to help those who need help? I have no answers to my questions or any reasoning to my purpose.

I know I serve a purpose, if I didn't I wouldn't be here. I guess one purpose I serve is to help others overcome their pain. I am a writer and I serve in that purpose. My words flow on paper easily. The words I spew forth are from years of going through agony and pain. It helps me serve the purpose of being able to forget and forgive. It helps me give purpose to my being.

I'm almost 52 and still I do not know my real purpose on this vast earth. Was I put here to serve or to help? Was I put here to be proactive or meek? What does God expect of me?

I serve Him. He is my master. My purpose in that is to glorify Him in all I do. I sometimes don't understand the purpose of suffering. Does it make me a better or a bitter person? Is my purpose to go through life complaining or rejoicing?

I am here and whatever my purpose I plan to fulfill it come what may. The Lord saw fit to give me life and in that He gave me purpose.

My body may be twisted with pain, but my mind is sharp and my soul is thirsty.... the purpose of my life is....

I'm A Little Bit Country

Wednesday, April 11, 2012
Day 11 HAWMC prompt: Theme song. Imagine your health focus or blog is getting its own theme song. What would the lyrics be? What type of music would it be played to?

I love most all genre's of music, but I have to categorize my health in the country music genre.


My body's a mess
My joints in disarray

Fibro, fibromyalgia

why oh why

do you have to stay?

My body's in pain
My mind is away

Fibro, fibromyalgia

why oh why

do you have to stay?

My body aches
My soul is grey

Fibro, fibromyalgia

why oh why

do you have to stay?

Dear Me

Tuesday, April 10, 2012
Today's HAWMC prompt: Dear 16-year-old-me. Write a letter to yourself at age 16. What would you tell yourself? What would you make your younger self aware of?

Dear sixteen year old Ann,

You don't realize your life is about to change. You are going to make a decision that will affect not only you, but your family as well. I'm not saying you shouldn't do what you are about to do, but think about how just one mistake will change your life. You will pay for what you are about to do with more than you'll ever realize.

You are young and foolish, but this is a moment you have to be mature and wise. Don't trust anyone. There won't be anyone to help or guide you once you go down the path of destruction.

Choose who you want to be carefully. Make the right choices in your young life, finish school, don't do drugs and don't get pregnant out of wed-lock. Your health depends of the choices you will make.

Fifty-one year old Ann

Fibro Will Not Defeat Me Poster

Monday, April 9, 2012

Day 9 HAWMC Prompt: Keep calm and carry on. Write (and create) your own Keep Calm and Carry On poster. Can you make it about your condition? Then go to ( and actually make an image to post to your blog.

You Talkin' to Me?

Sunday, April 8, 2012
Day 8 HAWMC prompt: Best conversation I had this week. Try writing script-style (or with dialogue) today to recap an awesome conversation you had this week.

Conversation between myself and eight year old grandson.

Setting the scene: I have an autoimmune  and a lot of days I feel bad, but my grandson always finds ways to cheer me up.

"Mom, I love you a bushel and a peck and a hug around the neck."

"I love you too much Cameron."

By far this was the conversation I had this week. 

Am I Defined By My Health?

Saturday, April 7, 2012
Today's HAWMC prompt: Health Activist Choice! Write about what you want today. So for today's prompt I thought I would write about my health and how it defines me.

Am I defined by my health or is my health defined by me?

I have an autoimmune disease which from the graphic above you can see how it effects a woman's body. Is this how I am defined? Every speck of my body  suffers some ailment. I am chained to pain. There is not a crook or crevice that is not affected. My health does define who I am in the present state. It wears me out, it tears at my joints, it rears its ugly head and inflames.

Autoimmune disease defines me. It makes me weak. I am no longer who I once was. I wish I had a magic potion I could swallow so I could define my disease. I wouldn't hurt any longer. I could enjoy life to the fullest if only I defined my health. 

My checklist:

Mind, no longer sharp ✓
Eyes, no longer focused ✓
Skin, no longer smooth ✓
Joints, no longer workable ✓
All other in betweens, no longer function ✓

So you see I am defined my by health. I am who I am, but I'm  not Popeye the Sailor Man...

Haiku Me

Friday, April 6, 2012

The HAWMC prompt for day 6 is Health haiku. Write a haiku about your health focus. 5 syllables/7 syllables/5 syllables. Write as many as you like.

Chronic pain dances
upon my weary constant
never ending change

Minutes, seconds tick
across endless, distant time
pain forges onward

My mind cannot sift
through battles of  agony
whirling in and out

I am a person
whose body suffers endless
agonizing pain

Building Blocks

Thursday, April 5, 2012
0003 LEGO Brand Retail Store - Angle by fbtb
Today's HAWMC prompt: Ekphrasis Post. Go to and write a post inspired by the image. Can you link it to your health focus? Don’t forget to post the image!

Today's challenge prompt is a "real" challenge for me. How can I link my health focus to Lego's? 

My eight year old grandson loves to build things with Lego's. I don't like Lego's because they are tiny and easy to get lost. I guess Lego's are kind of like my health issues. 

Inside my body are tiny organisms(the building blocks)that make me who I am. These "Lego's" are so tiny you can't see them with the naked eye. My building blocks have somehow mysteriously gotten lost. They have been scattered and now my foundation has crumbled. I am no longer a strong structure. My system is weak without the right building blocks. I suffer because my Lego's have disappeared. 

The red building blocks(red blood cells)are the most needed for a healthy, strong structure. There aren't enough of those left anymore. 

The white building blocks(white blood cells)are the ones that keep my foundation together. Some of them are missing.

Without these red and white "building blocks" pieces won't fit together to make the perfect structure. What once was a beautiful architectural design is now a hollow shell. I am no longer picture perfect, only the  negative of who I once was.

High Heels Hot Flashes Selected as one of the Best Menopause Blogs

Wednesday, April 4, 2012
best health blogs 2011

Healthline editors recently published their final list of the top 11 menopause blogs on the web and High Heels and Hot Flashes made the list. You can find the complete list at (in no particular order).

Be sure to stop by and congratulate the other blogs for a job well done!

Thank you Healthline for selecting my blog and the honor!

Ode to My Health

I am participating in the Health Activist Writers Month Challenge, in which I publish a post every day for the month of April, based on health-related prompts.

I write about my health because it is an outlet for me to express anger, fear and the plethora of emotions that run through my mind. I am angry! I do not like being in pain. My health should have been at the top of my do to list, but it wasn't. I didn't make it my number 1 priority. I let it suffer as I am now.

 I don't want to be sick. I want to be healthy, but I can't. My body won't let me. I can't take medication. My system rejects anything foreign. My health is a Catch 22. I'm damned if I do and damned if I don't.

 I'm no longer a spring chicken but an old bird who stays in the coop. I now cluck around the house and don't socialize with the other hens. It all started the day I was born. I happen to be born with Rh- blood type thus my health problems began.

The older I got the worse it got. I had mononucleosis as a teen-ager and things went down hill. I developed ulcers, chronic fatigue, stress and too many problems to name. I'm a walking sick room.

Now, at 51 I sit in agony with joint pain, tiredness, depression and the list is endless. My health won't get better. It will probably get worse. I struggle with something different daily. Stress makes it worse.

I'm going to be brutally honest. There are times when I wish I could crawl into a dark corner and not wake up. Yes, I have had "the" thoughts, but no I won't act on them. I have too much to live for.

I will survive the agony of living in pain. It's a given.

Ode to My Health
My health is deteriorating endless pain seeps through the crevices of my body...

Able to Beat Autoimmune Disease With a Swift Kick in the Butt

Tuesday, April 3, 2012
Cartoon found @

In my post on April Fool's Day I said I wouldn't be too humorous and more serious. Well today, I'm a little of both. The HAWMC prompt for day 3 is Superpower Day. If you had a superpower – what would it be? How would you use it?

I have chosen Superwoman. I'm not really the super hero type, but if I did have super powers I would beat Autoimmune Disease with a swift kick to the butt.

I suffer from autoimmune disease and I wish I did just have one super power. I would love the strength to kick butt, to fight back and win. In my reality that will probably never happen. In a make-believe, surreal world I would have a fighting chance. I could transform from Ravished Girl to Super Woman. I could leap foreign bodies in a single bound. I could fight back and kick butt!

If only I could be Super Woman...

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