Warrior Princess meet Super Oxygen Girl

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Zena,

I found the original picture of Super O. There have been other

incarnations and variations complete w/ her as my sidekick, but this

is the original. Like I said it's complete w/ " O " on the chest,

hair blowing in the wind, the cape and the cannula. I posted a new

album w/ it just now.

I finally gave in a asked for a disabled placard not even a year ago

and used to have a problem using it, now I use it any time I can. I

would only use it when I had to walk really, really far or going

into the YMCA because as funny as that sounds that's when I needed

it. I would be so winded getting into class I wasn't ready to do

class. It was especially odd when not only did I get out and look

the picture of health in my workout clothes, but was driving my

husbands car that has a triathlon license plate frame

(Swim/Bike/Run). My husband said only once I got the O2 did people

quit w/ the dirty looks.

I'm sorting things out in this " journey " , that's my new

perspective. I have a lot of sorting out to do, but strangely some

things do seem to be falling into place. Figuring things out myself

and communicating them to my children is all an ongoing part of it.

Funny and embarrassing that while on this topic... I have been very

proud of myself lately for many little victories. I feel like I'm

learning, growing and hopefully making some improvements in areas I

need to improve in and then just when I have been patting myself on

the back I got into a little tif w/ my Dad tonight about his

complaints to the waiter at dinner. At the time I got annoyed so I

decided a little timeout would do me good. I went to the bathroom.

Then he kept on and kept on. And while I tried to hold my tongue

for the most part I think during dinner I did say please stop. I

thought okay, I survived it then back at the homestead hours later

he had to make yet another comment and I let him have it. I started

out trying to just speak w/out being my normal emotional self and

then it went downhill. Talk about clearing the room. My husband

went to bed, my father went to the other room, my sister went down

to her house and I decided to get caught up online. I am my

father's daughter and because we are sooo much alike we drive

eachother crazy and the curse of I hope you have a child just like

you is my darling daughter... she is me! Anyway, 1 small step

forward and a fall off the wagon. The journey continues.

Anyway, thanks for your input, support and understanding,

Kerry

37 IPF '01 S. IN

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> > > > > Tina,

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> > > > > Thank you so much for the Hallmark card and the very sweet

> > note.

> > > > Thank

> > > > > you so much for the kind words of encouragement. From one

WV

> > girl

> > > > to

> > > > > another....you made my day.

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> > > > > I have been worried about you. Are you recovering from your

> > cold

> > > > (or

> > > > > flu)? You are so brave and I am so proud of you. Those old

> > hills

> > > > breed

> > > > > strong women, huh?

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> > > > > Hugs, Joyce D.

> > > > > Pulmonary Fibrosis 1997 Bronchiectasis 2004 Pulmonary

> > > > Hypertension

> > > > > 2008 Mixed Connective Tissue Disease (Lupus, RA, Sjogren's,

> > etc)

> > > > > Rejected for Transplant 2006

> > > > > .....I will not forget you. Behold, I have engraved you on

the

> > > > palm of

> > > > > my hands. Isaiah 49: 15-16

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