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This was one of the easiest cleaning tips I've tried!
It's quick, easy & efficient, it doesn't get much better!
My microwave wasn't particularly dirty to the naked eye. But I figured this easy trick would make it even cleaner!
The mixture is just:
1/2 cup white vinegar
1 1/2 cup water
Keep it in your mixing glass and put it inside the microwave for 5 minutes.
Warning, it did smell! It reminded me of dying easter eggs. I turned on my stove fan and I already had a window opened so that helped!
When the 5 minutes is over, remove the measuring cup (careful! It'll be hot!) and take a damp towel and wipe it down. Boom! You'll have a clean microwave! It's as easy as 1,2,3!
I always have rings on, and I recently noticed
how dull they really were.
I found this great pin on how to make your own solution to clean your jewelry. I only tried it on my rings, but I loved the results. And everything you need, you can find right at home!
You'll need the following:
First things first, place a good amount of aluminum foil in your bowl to line it and to be able to close it up too.
Put all the ingredients into the aluminum except for the water & mix it all around.
Now you can add your water, it'll fizz a little bit! And pop in your jewelry.
I closed the aluminum foil up a little bit and I let my rings sit for 10-15 minutes.
Then I scrubbed gently and vavoom! They sparkled like they were new!
It's scary how fast fear can overcome you, how quickly it can cloud your strength, your courage.
My Aunt Carols battle with cancer has been nothing less than courageous. It's been over 4 years of treatments, surgery, good news, bad news and everything in-between. As a family, I believe it has made us stronger. It has made us appreciate each other more, show our love more often.
When I found out yesterday that her cancer had spread yet again, I honestly was really pissed off and really terrified. All I could think was, why must this keep happening? Why can't, with all she's been through and overcome can she catch a break and be done with this evil disease? How much more can one person, one family take?
And then I thought of what my Aunt would tell me. I know, in my deepest of hearts, that no matter how frustrated she would be with the bad news, that all the good news, all the positives you can muster up, are the things you must focus on. That in any situation, you go in with high spirits, with prayers, with love & you'll come out of it better than you were before.
It made me feel better knowing that's always been her attitude. I tried my hardest to roll the anger off my shoulders & replace it with all of my faith. I have always had faith in her and her ability to overcome anything and everything. Am I still mad that she has been on such a long cancer journey? Heck yes! And honestly, there will always be a part of me that is mad about that.
But I'll take that anger against cancer with me. I'll use it to continue to be active in Relay for Life, in sharing all they do, in all the American Cancer Society does. I'll continue to support them, to fundraise, to encourage others & myself to get into a healthier lifestyle in hopes that it'll decrease any of our chances of cancer in our futures.
I'll continue to Relay because I truly, 100% believe that it matters.
My aunt had surgery this morning and the surgery was completed a little while ago. Right now, everything went well but that still doesn't mean she's out of the woods. But I'm hopeful, and I know she'll continue to fight through! With love, with prayers, with all that the ACS has done to help us get here, she will overcome this all!
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Take a few minutes to check out what they do need and see what you can get together. Every little bit helps!
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Random night sweats, fatigue, cloudiness.
Last summer these symptoms were a common occurrence for me with no explanation. And for a while, I thought they were happening for no apparent reason. People have weird symptoms all the time; I did not think much of it, I wasn’t worried. Everything changed on my ride back up to college. On the way up, I felt a strange “twinge” right above my ollarbone. When I went to examine the feeling, I felt an odd, hard, out of place lump. Now I was beginning to worry.
Upon arriving at school I decided it wouldn’t be a bad idea to check out the health center. At these early visits, like many that would follow, I heard the same response many times, “Hmm, interesting, people get swollen lymph nodes all the time, I’m sure it’s nothing.” And for the next couple weeks I sort of believed them. Things changed when on our first school break, my parents and pediatrician decided it would be a good idea to look further into the issue. Cancer was in the back of everyone’s mind, but no one wanted to say it. My doctor suggested getting a needle biopsy taken just to be safe.
I remember getting the call while I was in the library. My doctor
casually telling me “so we noticed some abnormal cell growth in the biopsy”. he rest of the day was a blur. Finding out that it was Hodgkin’s
lymphoma was almost a godsend. I had been doing a little research and I was well aware that Hodgkin’s had one of the highest survival rates of all cancers (at around 90% cure rate).
But by no means did it mean that what would come
next would be easy.
In early October I was diagnosed with stage 2b (the b because I had symptoms) Hodgkin’s lymphoma. Treatment for Hodgkin’s almost always involves 8-12 treatments, broken up in two-week doses, of a drug called ABVD. In many cases, radiation follows treatment. The drug seems like a harmless abbreviation, but each letter represents a different drug with its own set of fun side effects. The first three are what they call, “pushes”, administered by hand through an IV. The last one (Dicarbozene), a painfully slow hour to two hour IV drip. All in all, each treatment was a grueling 5-8 hour day between traffic and wait time.
For my first couple of treatments, I followed a pretty similar cycle. I
would leave Binghamton on Thursday night, get my treatment on a Friday, feel like complete crap the next three days (nausea, fatigue, cloudiness, etc.) and then slowly get better. The best way to describe it was getting the flu, every other week.
And for my first 5 treatments (two and a half months), I had no problem coming home every other week getting my treatment, and then returning to school the following Monday night. My professors were great at making special accommodations, which let me stay in school during my treatments. Sure I had issues in between such as colds that wouldn’t go away, bruises that wouldn’t heal, my veins becoming rock hard, days that I couldn’t get out of bed and the day I thought playing soccer would be a good idea, until I passed out. But all in all it wasn’t too bad. My sixth treatment hit me like a train.
I got sick for the first time during this treatment (more annoying than usual when your attached to an IV), and in the following two weeks I never really felt any better like I was used too. The nausea started lingering for two weeks, food started tasting different, almost all my hair (which hadn’t really fallen out yet) was now completely gone, and I started getting this foggy feeling (called chemo brain) that made it feel like I was in a dream most of the time.
The worst part was that it was finals week and there was no way I could just stay home. Luckily for me, I was able to finish my finals and bear the
worst of my treatments at home, during break. Lets just say winter break
was spent on my couch, in a drugged up fog feeling pretty crummy. My last treatment was January 10th. I had already gotten a “clean” scan on my 4th treatment, which meant the last four were there to play it safe.
All I really remember about my last treatment was that it took much longer than usual and that the chemo-nurses sang to me and brought me a cupcake when I was done. I was pretty nice until I looked at the cupcake and then ran, (by ran I mean dragged my IV machine) to the bathroom to get sick for the last time.
Fast forward to the present: I’m about 5-weeks out of my last
treatment and back in school. I had another clean scan, which is a great sign!
I’m scheduled for checkups every 3 months and my life has slowly been getting back to normal. I’ve been playing basketball, going to the gym, and even went skiing (something I didn’t think I was going to be able to do this year). The Chemo Brain I had mentioned before lingered for about a month and has only started to get better in recent weeks. I’m still really tired, and going out is usually a little too much for me. But I’m confident that it will all get better soon and I know that my odds of relapse are very small.
Looking back, the whole thing seems like one big blur. Honestly I never
questioned why it was me who got sick, sure Hodgkin’s only effects about 1 in 100,000 between the ages of 16-19, but someone’s got to be that one
person. And I was extremely lucky that it was Hodgkin’s and not something more life threatening.
For me this experience has opened my eyes to the world of cancer, as before, cancer was just there. Now I know the extent of how serious the issue is. I tell people that the worst part of my treatments wasn’t how I felt, but when I would sit in the waiting room just before treatments, with people who were sad, quiet, and helpless. People, who were not as fortunate as me, people who did not have a 90-95% chance of survival.
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& more, please visit: http://www.cancer.org/
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I come from a large Italian family where having 2 kitchens in your house is the total norm!
Our second kitchen downstairs is small, and it's used often but not regularly. And because of that, it often gets neglected on the deep cleaning side. So, I took it upon myself to first give the oven a good cleaning! I took to Pinterest to see what I could find, and here are my tips and thoughts:
While the drip pans were sitting with the paste...
And lastly! While everything was soaking, I took to the inside of the stove... the largest challenge!
Being a long time marathon runner, I have always kept myself in good shape throughout high school, college and middle age. When I started to
experience pain after completing my training runs I realized something was wrong.
Internal pain was coming from below my waist, and was more prominent while sitting down. After 2 years of visiting 4 different doctors, it was finally determined to be cancer related. This cancer which generates from the coccyx bones and into the sacral bones is called Chordoma.
It is very rare and not commonly known by most doctors. Considering my age 46, and because I was in fairly good condition, the odds of a good recovery were in my favor. The operation was performed on October 5th 2004, at Memorial Sloan Kettering Cancer Center. It consisted of removing the coccyx bones and 3 sacral bones. I was concerned about how this would affect my quality of life after the surgery.
I went into the operation with a positive outlook and waited to see if I would have limitations afterwards. The operation was a complete success, with all of the cancerous tumor being removed along with the bones and severed nerves. My recovery period would only be 3 months since I already was planning to run the upcoming Boston Marathon that April. I was anxious to get back to running again with my friends and running mates from the Taconic Road Runners Club.
Over the next 9 years I have completed another 7 Boston Marathons and 8 NYC Marathons!
Although I have to be careful with my condition, I basically live a normal life and was able to continue with the things in life while I cherish the most. These are my wife Karol and our 2 daughters, Gina and Diana. I learned to adapt to my limitations but also to work harder to achieve my goals. There is no limit to what you can achieve if you are focused and determined to get there. My experience battling cancer was recently passed on to my daughter, Diana, which successfully completed her fight with Hodgkin’s Lymphoma.
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My name is Kristina and I'm the founder of Love Struck. Read about how Love Struck came to be, see how I make it happen or just read a random thought I just might have! Anything can happen at our blog & I wouldn't have it any other way! It's time to get Love Struck, and what better way to start than right here!