All posts tagged: Health

Please don’t tell me that I am fat and it’s okay

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The picture says it all, and now the weighing scale has seconded. My posture is bad, my belly’s sticking out, and my limbs are simply huge. Yes, I am getting bigger and bigger these days, much bigger than when I was pregnant with my girls and even after I gave birth to each of them. I have started to become obese. I now weigh 145 lbs. and that’s the heaviest I’ve ever been! I’d like to go back to being a 115-pounder with no more than five layers of visceral fats, please. I am aware of what various clothing brands and the media are doing. That it’s okay to be in a plus size, you should not base your confidence on your outward appearance, people should accept you for who you are and you just have to be yourself. While there’s truth in those statements, I’m not the type who would just go out and take on the attitude of “Who cares, take me for who I am. I’m fat, so what?” That’s just not me. I’ve …

My 2012 in a can of sardines

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I can’t say I’m in the mood for holidays this year, but I shall always be thankful for the break I’m getting from having to wake up very early in the morning every day during school days, even at weekends. But, of course, that’s not the only thing that I am grateful for; 2012 has been such a wonderful year for my family and me. It’s ironic though how a can of sardines helped me realize how blessed I am, especially this year. You see, I’ve been a little bit under the weather the past couple of days, which means I haven’t been in the mood to cook either. After so many months, I’m experiencing sinusitis again, though it’s definitely not as bad as I used to have. Last night, in my attempt to serve a no cook/easy-to-cook meal, I rummaged through my kitchen cupboard and found a can of sardines in tomato sauce next to some of our favorite imported canned goods. I berated myself for buying one a few weeks ago, especially as the …

Mommy break

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It’s been a while since I went to the mall and had lunch all by myself. I always go out with my little girls in tow. However, since my girls are attending a three-day Vacation Bible School (VBS) I suddenly find myself having some me time, which happens very rarely. To maximize my me time, I determined to pamper myself a little–something that I have not done in months or since I acquired peripheral neuropathy, I should say. On day 1, after finishing some errands and while the girls are attending the VBS, I visited my hometown and went to the parlor that I used to frequent there. I had my hair trimmed and my toe nails done. I guess I now look neat again with my pixie cut hairstyle. For the first time, I also had my toe nails painted with lavender nail polish, glossed with glittery colorless lacquer. It’s something that I had always wanted to try, and I’m glad that I finally did. I would have also visited my father after spending an hour at the salon, but since I didn’t have much time left, I went …

An open space does not guarantee a smoking area

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Lately, I find myself being passionate about a lot of things and among them is asserting some of my rights. I try to teach my children the same thing and I demonstrated this yesterday by telling the man who sat next to us in the park that his smoke was bothering us. But the man only arrogantly retorted, “Open space ‘to, Ate (This is an open space, Miss),” as he pointed to the sky with his hand holding a cigarette. So this was what I told him in reply: “Yes this is an open space, but it is also a PUBLIC PLACE. This is a PARK, and there are CHILDREN here.” I pointed to the children around me, including my own, as I was so convinced that this man was not only undisciplined and insensitive, but may also have a poor eyesight since he did not seem to notice his surroundings, including the children near him. I waited for him and his girlfriend to say another word, but the latter only motioned to her companion …

Friday night mayhem

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It’s ‘this’ time again when I feel torn by so many things. Clock’s ticking and the week’s almost over for me. I still have editing tasks to finish and submit early tomorrow morning, a research paper and academic essays to accomplish for my graduate class tomorrow noon, and lots of house chores to do. As usual, the house is a mess. And I hate leaving home early Saturday morning only to return to it in the evening in the same condition. My OC-ness seems to have been finally overpowered by my messy surroundings, and my decluttering attempts have not been very successful so far. My girls continue to do their ways, that is, watch a DVD movie on Friday night with a bowl of popcorn. They’ve finally come to understand that mommy has work to do and school assignments to finish, especially that it’s Friday night already… So why am I blogging now? Well, just taking some time off, I guess. Somehow, this activity helps me relieve stress. I write primarily to relieve stress. To …

Cancer and all

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27 July 2009 I felt ashamed of myself for thinking that mama might be gone anytime soon.  This morning, I accompanied her, along with my brother Manny and nephew Adrian, to San Juan de Dios Hospital for her LYNAX session.  As I was waiting for my mother to come out of the radio therapy room, I was seated next to a man who was waiting for his turn to undergo therapy.  I didn’t know at first that he was also a patient.  I was really surprised when the attendant motioned for him to get in.  He looked so healthy and agile, very far from someone who’s battling with cancer.  And I realized just how little faith I’ve had! Mama will get well, and it doesn’t matter now  if her cancer’s already at stage 4.  Who cares, really?  If I had asked God before to give her one more ‘healthy’ year, now I’m bold enough to pray for more years added to her life.  And as I did so, a thought came to me.  Do I think of God as a magician?  Asking Him to conjure something …