Just Because You Can

May 10, 2019.Reading time 3 minutes.

There’s this saying- ‘Just because you can, doesn’t mean you should’- which I usually reserve for the dickwads going 65 in the carpool lane. Turns out, it’s another line I spout out that I should listen to myself.

I am finally recovered from my sinus surgery, which took much longer than anticipated. I think I said it before, I just ended up being one of the few who did not tolerate it well. While I should have been taking it easy and listening to my body, I was pushing myself to do my normal tasks and then some… because I could. I was exhausting myself during the day, unable to sleep at night, and overall- a real “peach” to be around. {insert eye roll and face palm}

Once I started to take it easy, I started to feel better. Go figure. And now that the swelling has gone away, I am really happy that I did it. Being able to breathe through my nose is pretty exciting. So is having the ability to hear out of BOTH ears. This gal gives the final results two thumbs up.

In other medical news, I had a CT scan on Monday of my pelvis, abdomen, and chest to follow up on a hemangioma on my liver which was found about 6 months ago. I didn’t tell anyone about the scan because, honestly, I didn’t want to think about it. And sometimes avoidance is my coping skill of choice. 🤷🏻‍♀️

The results came in yesterday afternoon and my scan showed no evidence of disease. And my liver only shows a small fatty spot. HELLS.. TO.. THE.. YEAH!

My brain is now free to prepare for my final weekend of Be Well Yoga for Cancer Recovery Teacher Training, to finalize a couple of upcoming workshops I’m holding, and to hopefully get re-inspired with a project I had been working on pre-surgery.

What are some things you are working on? Or would like to begin? I feel a vision board party should be in order soon. Yeah? You in?

Fun fact: Growing up, my mom’s license plate was BizzyBZ 🐝

A letter to the ladies

March 21, 2017.Reading time 3 minutes.

Dear breasts,

The time has come to say goodbye and go our separate ways. We have been through so much together, so it’s going to be tough going on without you. But I will be ok.

You made yourselves known pretty early in life and I wasn’t ready. I hid you in tight sports bras and baggy t-shirts. What else could a 6th grader do?

By the 7th grade, we were on better terms. I had learned to live with you guys. That’s what it was, we were just coexisting with each other. I never felt comfortable letting you shine in all your glory. As I got older, even my mom would say “flaunt them while you got them!” Who knew that one day I wouldn’t ‘have them’?! Not me. But I was always so self conscious and I kept you under wraps for a lot of the time.

Then you really outdid yourselves at our wedding. Schwing! Thanks for that! I mean, it took a handful of ladies to control you that day and smuggle you into the weirdest contraption of a bra so that you could really strut your stuff. And you both looked fantastic.

You went on to feed my first born for 13 months and for that, I am beyond grateful. I had planned to use your skills for my second baby but that wouldn’t be the case. But I know you tried.

We’ve been through thick and thin. You know, thick like my freshman 15 and sophomore 20. And thin like our half marathon days. Get it? Thick. Thin. I hope I’m still funny without you.

You are a part of me and it will be an adjustment going on without you. But you’ve had a great run. And me, well, I have to keep on keepin’ on. You’ll always have a place in my heart. I’ll never forget you, probably mostly because I’ll have some pretty crazy scars to remind me of where you once stood.

Thank you. I love you. Now it’s time for you to go.

Sincerely,

Jessica