Can we have a forum for "older" people with bc?

Sometimes mirrors are not our friends. About the time when I think I look really nice -- I make the mistake of looking in the mirror. Guess I want to further compliment myself -- ( hint ) --- that seldom happens. It can be a bit of a booster for better will power I guess. I've kept my 10 #'s off and I presume it is because I've held myself back from the bread. I love bread, but I've found I'm okay with a few crackers with ham salad. I don't each near the amt. of ham salad as I would had it been on bread -- and the bread we buy while not so bad over all ( good wheat with flaxseed ) is fairly large slices -- and I've never learned to leave off a slice. It just doesn't seem like a sandwich I guess without the meat covered top and bottom.

Anyway, I'm trying to eat less pasta or at least more veggies to fill up on with the pasta. I'm pretty well game for any kind of noodle/pasta dish. So, the ten pounds is pretty much all there is for now.

OMG! Dunno what's worse, your injuries or the paint all over you. I must confess that one of my irrational phobias (right up there with getting up close & personal with bees, wasps and roaches) is WET PAINT. When I was a kid, some part of my schools—grade, jr. high, high, as well as park benches, subway platforms & staircases—was always being painted—with ugly (public schools & transit always got the reject colors), smelly, stinky, wheeze-and-gag-inducing oil-based (and in those days, probably lead) paint. It didn't help when, many years later, my favorite dress caught a breeze and its hem brushed some sh*t-brown oil-based enamel still wet on the back door lintel posts (the painting contractor hadn't warned me to use the front instead); a few years after that, I was coming out of a restroom at the Great Wall of China (the actual wall, not one of the many restaurants of the same name), only to have a policewoman (all the workers there wore the same green wool paramilitary uniforms) bump into me…and she was wielding a bucket of whitewash in one hand and a wet brush in the other. She and her co-workers giggled as they tried to wash it off my new black leather parka, reassuring me it was “only chalk;" but they couldn't get it all off me. And when I had my deck rebuilt five years ago, the idiots who did the job didn't know to let the wood cure before staining it, so not only did I have to wear a surgical mask and hold my breath as I walked past it down the gangway from the front door to the backyard, it stayed damp for a week and for a month thence every time it rained we'd track “Sierra Redwood" onto the white quarry tile breakfast nook floor.

Chevy, just going to say your lucky that is all that happened...take care of yourself.......you could have split your head open.....maybe you should have yourself checked out....really.......

Carole -- fantastic. You only gained a little over 5 lbs. each yr. since your last visit. Doesn't that make it seem a tiny bit not so bad -- but I know it would be far nicer to have stayed a little closer to that 3 yr. ago wt. Happy that your other news is all good.

Chevy - so sorry about your fall. Hope the residual effects won't be worse tomorrow.

Morning gals.... I'm okay... just having a little trouble trying to open my eye... Really bruised, and down my cheek, but I am still so thankful that the gate latch didn't hit my eye.

I have been icing it last night, and this morning... the back of my neck hurts when I move my head, probably pushed my head backwards on the way down... but all I was doing was walking! Tripped on the little step that I have gone up & down for the last 54 years! My fault... Not paying attention.

Ducky, I was waiting until this morning, to see how it looked... I can always go in to see the Doc... but I don't think they could do anything... I take Aleve, and ice it, and it has mostly stopped bleeding... just swollen and really bruised.

But MAN, Sandy, that paint was EVERYwhere... Hah! I had a hard time scrubbing it off of my chest, & arm! Threw the blouse away... Didn't mean to bring back those painful memories... At least I could wash off that house paint....

Minus... I DO look worse this morning, but I expected that... I tried to soak my face, to get my eye open, and I'll just keep icing it...

Thanks Jackie.... The painting goes okay.... it's the walking!

Good Morning all

Chevy- so sorry about your accident. I can definitely relate to the tripping over things that haven't moved in years- steps, furniture, cabinet edges etc. I am also very clumsy- I drop most everything I pick up. It's gotten to the point that no one ever even comments or teases me anymore- they just come over and help me pick up what I have dropped.

My therapist, both for the lymphedema and sciatica has me doing simple exercises to strengthen my core and especially to help my balance. Wish I could say this all started just recently, but I've been like this always. My second child was about 2 when we went to NY for my brother's wedding. We were going to dinner with his fiancee's family, and as we heard them pulling up outside, I heard my son waking up. I went to get him, and just as my mother started to introduce me, I slipped on the top step, and with baby in arms slid down this stairs to land at the bottom, look up and. Say "so nice to meet you". Only one of many, many incidents I could share.

Sandy- I am so sorry if I offended you in my last post. I was not trying to say that my brother's girlfriend was in any way wrong in her eating, drinking and shopping habits She has introduced my brother to many new things. Her world is just very different from ours. My problem is that she can make things a little difficult to plan, especially when it comes to eating. She has been here twice since my brother cam down in March. As she spends more time with us, she seems to be more comfortable and less dramatic. She has asked many times over the twelve years if we (the extended family) are okay with her dating my brother. At the beginning, she wondered if we "blamed" her for taking my SIL's place. My answers have never changed- Janet had been dead for several years when they started dating, so there was no issue with them dating, and I have always said "as long as Rob is happy, I'm happy" He was in his mid to late forties when they started dating, plenty old enough to make his own decisions about who he wanted to date.

As I said, the more comfortable and less dramatic she gets, the more I enjoy spending time with her. The big issue is that she refuses to introduce him to her children, while she knows every single member of our family, from our 98yr old Aunt Sally, to my 2 grandchildren born this past year. She has been welcomed at weddings, funerals, birthday parties and everything between. We accept her as part of the family as a whole ( not just his kids). I know this relationship has now become more one of convenience. He always says they need to make a decision on whether they want to be together full time, or move on. I don't see them together if being so means comprises on her part. Unless she can find him a job in her area, they will not be together long term, he keeps saying. But he's been saying that for years and nothing changes.

Ah, the joys of family life!

Anne

Chevy, So glad except for the decoration on your face, that you seem to be alright. I know things can look and feel worse the next day. We were leaving on a cruise from Ft Lauderdale last year. We arrived at the airport and a woman backed up with her suitcase and tripped me. I landed into a concrete bench. She asked if i was OK and I said yes. By the next day I had a huge bruise on my upper arm and thought I had broken my big toe. Ugly but not serious it turns out!The paint makes your story even more interesting! Stay safe!

Hey gals! Anne, I don't think you offended anyone.... Sometimes we just say what we feel, but we don't pay any attention to it. My neighbor, who can barely raise her 2 little girls, without having a melt-down, is having another one! She had said no more... but we all know how that goes....

And she is going to name him "Saul".... or something as stupid! All I said was "You are having ANOTHER???" " You know how that happens, right?" Now it is none of my business how many this girl has... but she always whines about how hard it is to raise her 2 little girls, and the dog, plus her 8 chickens and the cat.....

That's why they always "go away" to a cabin in Estes Park, or just getting back from Hawaii, or to Texas...blah-blah. She loves to leave the girls with their family, and then she is happy.

So anyway Anne.... that friend of your Brother's is a bitch..... Sounds like she is only into herself, and very judgmental & self-centered....

My face is spreading all over the place.... All black & blue & red, and my eye keeps leaking, & hurts.... It DOES look worse than yesterday, but no reason to have it looked at... It will just take time, and Aleve....

Old women --- that couldn't be anyone here could it ???????????? yeah, lots of question marks.

Hi Bluebird and welcome to the Older Ladies. We are a slightly smaller group here and I hope you will come often and stay late as they say. Due to size it is easier here to keep up. I see that Stage IV, but have posted over a thousand entries --- so you would know about the Stage IV threads. We actually do talk about dx's here but we talk about everything else too

Just like as of late our sweet little Chevy stumbling with a can of paint that she managed to get everywhere. She was outside though so at least no major, major clean up of floors, walls, etc. We talk about our kids and relatives and trips. You'll soon ( I hope ) see all these people as having something to contribute and enjoy ( Carole wrote books ) Puffin is a bird watcher ) I ( Jackie or Illinois Lady leaves hopefully uplifting quotes here daily ). We are all different and it gives me a lot of pleasure to know how someone else feels about so many of the things that are common to our lives besides our dx's.

So pull up a chair, with a cup of coffee or tea -- or whatever your favorite is, and spend time with us. You are as welcome as can be.

Blessings

Jackie

Chevy, I wud suggest that you have that eye looked at , just to be sure. Eyes are precious and can have damage we can't see. Just a thought.

Chevy, I'm amazed no one commented. Perhaps they didn't want to embarrass you. Love your grandson.

Chevy, they say people look like their pets. Now you are tri-colored like your beautiful sheltie. Seriously, hope you are doing ok. J