I think my youngest son said something very funny and was giving me a kiss just before this picture was taken.
Prior to leaving to celebrate Thanksgiving, my children posed for some pictures in the carport of our coop. I am very grateful for my brother, Norm and sister-in-law, Jo who made a lovely feast and welcomed us.
Click the blue link below to hear my latest song arrangement in progress. It has truly captivated me:
JUST A TUNE #2 – IN PROGRESS – Copyright 2014 by Judy Unger
I believe that humor is a wonderful coping mechanism and I look for it, especially when I’m overwhelmed. Over the past few weeks even though I faced some intense challenges, there were many moments when I was heartily laughing out loud.
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On a recent post, I wrote about my traumatic chiropractic experience. It really wasn’t funny at the time, even though I did make some puns about it. But now that a couple of weeks have passed, I think it was actually hilarious.
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I’m writing this post to update my blog audience about how I’ve been doing – my post title is a clue, for sure.
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After my two chiropractic visits, I needed to recover. I also wanted to see if the MRI that I had scheduled later in the week would give more information about my condition. I limped all the way from the parking lot to where the MRI desk was. After it was over, I was given a wheelchair ride back to my car because it was too painful for me to stand and walk.
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The procedure itself was relaxing and a great opportunity for me to compose lyrics in my head. The strange tapping sounds reminded me of one of George’s percussion keyboard patches.
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A week later, my doctor emailed me the results. There was nothing definitive. He said the MRI did show some arthritis and a few bulging discs.
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I had a huge laugh when I rapidly typed back to him and realized that auto-correct had enhanced my question of, “What do you do about bulging dicks?
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My doctor, thankfully had a good sense of humor!
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In my message, I shared with him that my leg pain had gradually diminished since I’d discontinued an antibiotic I was on. Doxycycline was a fairly common remedy for dry eyes.
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I had started taking it a month ago because a dermatologist recommended it to treat a persistent rash I had on my face. I had been reluctant to try it before that because I was afraid of getting a stomach upset. But one drug that could treat two things sounded worthwhile.
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Somehow, it dawned on me that my leg pain began the same week I began taking that medicine. When I looked up side effects, muscle pain was listed so I stopped taking it. It was around the same time that I went to see the chiropractor.
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I was elated when my leg pain began to ebb away about two weeks later.
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Finally, I was able to ease back into my old routine with great joy. Yesterday I was walking though a sunny parking lot into a warehouse store. I must have looked quite emotional because tears were running down my cheeks.
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It was because I felt so grateful to not have a glimmer of pain in my leg, but I did have pain from my dry eyes. Even though they burned and were bothersome nothing was going to stop my gratitude. My heart just kept bursting with joy, while my eyes dripped.
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When I came home, I decided to call the chiropractor who had been so determined to help me to let him know how I was doing. He practically shouted with excitement to hear my voice on the phone. He even sounded like he was dancing.
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The gist was that he was so happy to hear that my pain had gone away.
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He said, “You know, when you replace a garage disposal – it works immediately. But adjustments aren’t like that; they take time to settle in. Thank you so much for calling to let me know you’re better because we just don’t call patients to find out. I want you to know you made my day!”
Those are my own words that my hypnotherapist wrote out for me. While I’m on my computer, I’m reminded about the choices I can make. My goal is always to feel free and peaceful!
I’ve decided to look at my leg pain healing as mysterious. Was it caused by the doxycycline? Did the chiropractor cure me with his wrenching adjustments? I wonder what helped it go away. For certain, this experience gave me a deep appreciation for my ability to walk and stand.
Rosa has seldom eaten in a restaurant – it was a big treat for six of us and this picture was taken at Sharkey’s. My three children and her grandson, Jason were there.
On the topic of being thankful, I will always be close to my former housekeeper, Rosa. Her concern and love for me is reciprocal and this week my children and I celebrated Rosa’s fiftieth birthday. I want to share a few more happy pictures and the sweet messages that my children and I wrote on her card.
This was her card and I erased my children’s names so I hope I won’t get in trouble for sharing this. Below are enlargements.
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Usually a particular song that I am working on becomes a musical theme playing throughout my life as it develops. Last month, I couldn’t stop singing “Angel in the Sky.” And before that it was “Watching You Grow.”
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The newest song arrangement that George and I are working on is named “Just a Tune.” I am actually considering renaming my song but haven’t decided yet.
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When I was looking to name this post, I went right to this song. The line of “I’m so thankful,” was one that I added to my song just last week. Perhaps the Thanksgiving holiday and my thankful attitude was dictating from my subconscious.
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The thankfulness in my song was more about discovering the ability to love again. I wrote “Just a Tune when I was only 19. Hearing it so many years later was very touching and it grabbed my heart with a chokehold. I couldn’t sing it without blubbering.
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I never thought it was a terrific song because even though it was sweet to sing, it always felt repetitive. But with George’s expert arranging skills, the chords blossomed in a wonderful way and I fell in love with my song. It isn’t finished because I need to write more lyrics for the bridge before recording my vocal. I am patiently waiting to find them.
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I wrote “Just a Tune” when I fell in love with a new friend in college. Her name was Cheryl and she was so inspiring and fun to be with. My song was about how grateful I was to find a friend like her after I had been so badly hurt by another friend in high school.
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Many times, I have conversations with Cheryl in my mind. I have so many beautiful memories of writing and singing that song for her; it was special for both of us. I can hear her voice telling me how thrilled she is to hear it again. Cheryl died in 2009 and I will always miss her.
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All these years later, am I still singing to her? Our deep friendship was such a long time ago. I remembered the feelings I had then but honestly I’m not thinking about her anymore with my song.
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Who am I singing to?
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I’ve decided I don’t need to know.
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My song possibly has elements of prophecy – it is a song about finding love again. But romantic love is something I have no desire for. Any longing is tucked in a remote place in my heart where I cannot ever imagine reaching again.
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When I sing with my new arrangement, I feel teary emotion spilling forth with every word because of those feelings.
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So instead, I prefer to sing my song to God with deep gratitude for the music that has continued to guide, comfort and heal me.
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