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If I Were A Parent

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No matter my child’s age on his/her birth certificate and if he or she was drugfree, never arrested, kind, moral, and turned out good and was an artist still working hard on her or his dreams going through rough financial times; maybe not all, but I would do everything to support him or her and encourage his/her art; especially knowing his/her good, strength and I raised a talented person who just hit a hard time!

I would never say, no more help because you’re 50 or 60! Now if they were using the help for drugs or liquor or a life of prostitution or criminal activity At any age, different story.

But an artist who just hasn’t had a break, yet and/or is between day jobs yet, still trying as long as I am alive and kicking, I love artists and would do all I could to help.

Encourage him, toowould NOT let others speak ill of him or her, or dictate how I help him or her, or tell her that her things are worthless or let others call her ungrateful just because she hit a hard time in middle age.

And I’d love him for believing in his dreams, pursuing them and knowing I am behind him, even if the whole world thinks it’s wrong to help him during the dark days when he is not as lucrative as he’d like to be but I know he can and will be. Because he is talented, trying hard and pursuing his art. I’d support him despite all the people who feel it’s okay to punish a sensitive person who chose to do what makes him or her happy.

I would want my child, my lawabiding drug/smoke free, moral, unmarried and talented middle-aged or whatever age to be happy. And not tell him or her she SHOULD do what others wrongly believe is rightif it would make this person miserable to give up his/her art to be like everyone else!

I’d support her originality, her rainbow chasing and even little successes and her tenacity to still believe in dreams in her 50s or 60sencourage her to never let her dreams die never look at her birth certificate and sayYou do not deserve help now that you hit 50 and now you should just give up because it’s too late.Sorrow_TEARS02

I would tell him or her, a dream never dies and it is NEVER too late until you are six feet under! And as long as I am alive, I will encourage, help when you ask, stand up for my incredible child to ANYONE who calls him lazy, ungrateful or tries to replace him in my life; and NOT allow them to tell me how much I can or should help MY CHILD. No matter his age, religion, beliefs or choice to continue to choose happiness and art!

Because I KNOW my child who has never once committed crimes, always asked for help and never went to jail or fell into prostitution, drugs or robbery and was hurt when I chose other relatives over her very capable hands choosing to distrust her over other people who have never lived her choices.

She is my child and I would choose to spend my final years working with her in every way possible and not throw her away for any other relative who put her down wrongly even if it meant me and her helping each other, and trusting her to work with me: Not allowing other relatives to take her out of my life legally or otherwise.

Because I know he, my child, is a wonderful artist, intelligent and has NEVER been ungrateful and I trust him as he trusts me.

And never accept anyone else’s opinion of my child, or advice for my law-abiding, highly intelligent, child. And would fix it, to the way he had asked, which worked, immediately, if I had hurt him by allowing certain relatives convince me WRONGLY that he would ever do what they said to me. If he didn’t do that in 50 years, why would he suddenly do it now Unless someone hurt him and pushed him out of being worthy just because of a date on his/her birth certificate.

Hard times hit us all, and I would work together with my only child if he/she were a good person in every way; even if it means we both share income for a time and have to wait awhile for some extra stability.

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“You’re Fine, Its Benign”

My new rhyme: You’re fine, its benign!”

To all of you, I’d like to send out the call for you all to memorize this rhyme and see my doctor saying it to me . . . as often as you think of me, imagine my doctor smiling (laughing even) and saying this rhyme. You see, something has occurred, as you can tell from this posting.

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I was scared to post this before as if this is the post of person about to go through something tragic. For all my law of attraction, positive changes in my life, I have to experience this?! I’ve been a bit angry these past few weeks about it, too.

Nevertheless, had my consultation with the breast specialist, yesterday. Needle biopsy is scheduled and all results were reviewed.

How it happened?

Back around January 2011, I had my mammogram and admittedly, it had been a few years . . . since 2006. I only had the films, though, from 1999. I have very large, dense breasts and fibroid cystic condition. When my breasts were much smaller, at the age of 20-years-old (they grew after that, by the way) — I had a cyst the size and hardness of a baseball. It [the cyst] was removed and found benign. My mammograms are hard to read.

Anyway, in January 2011, my mammogram showed a lot of “calcium clusters” and proved, once again, how dense my breasts are. Nevertheless, the calcium clusters, upon closer inspection by the doctor were deemed benign; but, there were a lot in the left breast and I was told to get the left breast done again six months later (instead of a year).

Seven months later, as I never found my May appointment — the calcium clusters were still there — and then, a new group of clustering!!! And this time, it was not round and deemed “abnormal”. Thus, I was referred to a ‘Breast Specialist’. And I saw her yesterday.

I learned, there are two kinds of breast calcium clusters:

Macrocalcifications: These are coarse calcium deposits and are usually representative of degeneration of the breasts, either due to inflammation, injuries or aging of the breast arteries. Such calcifications are generally benign and are usually found in women over the age of 50.

>> This is the kind I had in January 2011. Even though I am NOT over 50 or even 50-years-old yet, they’re there. Guess my breasts are aging, swelling or whatever.

Then, there’s this:

Microcalcifications: This type of calcification is found as tiny specks of calcium in the breast. A cluster is an area where there is a proliferation of many microcalcifications. Such clusters may be cancerous. Breast microcalcifications are not felt on self breast examination. When a mammogram shows a spot of calcium buildup, it is called a microcalcification.

By itself, microcalcification is not a cause for worry as it can occur due to many reasons, not always cancerous. It is when these micarocalcifications in the breast appear in tight clusters of irregular shapes that they become cause for concern.

>> Apparently, this is what has occurred, suddenly, after seven months I’ve gotten this type of irregular-shaped clusters.

The worst case scenario, of course, is malignancy. The doctor informed me, though, mine is so early, so small and we cannot feel it which, she said, is “good” it would be treatable, very treatable.

Still, my friends, please talk to Archangel Raphael, Archangel Michael and all the healing angels to be with me. And see the words: BENIGN.

NEEDLE BIOPSY: July 14th, 2011

RESULTS: July 20th, 2011 (or around that area)

Of course, my rhyme . . .You’re fine, its benign!”

Love, Light & Laughter,

Angela Theresa