What I’m Doing When I’m Not Doing What I Should Be Doing

Next to my bed is a big pile of reading material.

Truth be told, piles of reading material is stacked next to my bed, in my “cubby” in the kitchen, in my car, on my desk at work, on my desk at home, and on a shelf in my bedroom closet.

When it comes to reading, my eyes are often bigger than my stomach…or my eyes, I guess, would be more accurate.

Instead of reading these:

The Imperfectionists: A Novelby Tom Rachman…begun but just, though enjoyed so far

Loving; Living; Party Going by Henry Green…a collection of short novels about which I know nothing but which sound intriguing from the jacket blurb

Cutting for Stone by Abraham Verghese…given to me by my mother and now, I see, on the best seller list

Introduction to Fiction my particular edition was edited by X.J. Kennedy…a collection of short stories that I’ve picked through over and over and through which I absolutely should be picking through THIS VERY MOMENT not just for personal edification and enrichment but because I need to find some good “coming of age” stories pronto double quick ASAP.

Three or four back issues of Harper’s Magazine one from August including an article about gun permits, both to carry concealed and unconcealed, that was jarring, unpredictable, eye-opening, and riveting, entitled “Happiness is a Worn Gun” by Dan Baum, and which I actually did read.  I will also confess to having read the Index in each of these editions and perusing the artwork though not much else.

Radical Acceptance: Embracing Your Life With the Heart of a Buddha by Tara Brach…an utterly unlike-me selection of a self-help book that I never would have chosen for myself but was recommended by one of the smartest psychiatrists I’ve ever known.  So.  Course, don’t help none if I don’t read it now, do it?

just to name a few, I’ve been falling asleep in a drooly pile before even reaching for any reading material, the television tuned to Weeds, Entourage, Tosh.0, The Daily Show, The Big C, Scrubs re-runs, Mad Men: Season One on DVD, or True Blood on demand.

Maybe I should change my name to the Well Watched Hostess?

Missing: One Husband, Last Seen Wearing Shiny Red Suit

Nah.

TWGH wore Green.

Oh, alright.

He wasn’t wearing green, either.

He was wearing teal.

That’s right.  Teal.

Last night was the Sandy Rollman Ovarian Cancer Awareness Night at the Phillies game. 

I know.  I know.  Some people say, “I’m perfectly aware of Ovarian Cancer.”

How clever of you.  You’re missing the point.   Here is what you, and all of us, need to be aware of:

  1. Ovarian Cancer is the fifth leading cause of death among women in the United States and is the most deadly of the gynecologic cancers.
  2. It is estimated that in 2010, 21, 888 women will be diagnosed with ovarian cancer and 13,850 will die from the disease.
  3. Ovarian Cancer is not an uncommon disease occurring in 1 of every 72 women.
  4. When ovarian cancer is detected early, before it has spread beyond the ovaries, more than 90% of women will survive longer than five years. Only 19% of women are diagnosed in the early stages.
  5. Currently, 50% of women diagnosed with ovarian cancer die from the disease within five years. When diagnosed in advanced stages, the chance of five- year survival is only 44%.
  6. Ovarian cancer is often difficult to diagnose because symptoms may be subtle, are easily confused with other diseases and because there is no single reliable easy-to-administer screening tool.

Because it is often difficult to diagnose and the symptoms are so easily confused with other diseases, you should know what those symptoms are and be on the lookout for them in yourself and your loved ones.   These symptoms include:

  • Bloating
  • Pelvic or abdominal pain
  • Difficulty eating or feeling full quickly
  • Urinary symptoms (urgency or frequency)

Women with ovarian cancer report that symptoms are persistent and represent a change from normal for their bodies. The frequency and/or number of such symptoms are key factors in the diagnosis of ovarian cancer. Several studies show that even early stage ovarian cancer can produce these symptoms.

Women who have these symptoms almost daily for more than a few weeks should see their doctor, preferably a gynecologist. Prompt medical evaluation may lead to detection at the earliest possible stage of the disease. Early stage diagnosis is associated with an improved prognosis.

Several other symptoms have been commonly reported by women with ovarian cancer. These symptoms include fatigue, indigestion, back pain, pain with intercourse, constipation and menstrual irregularities. However, these other symptoms are not as useful in identifying ovarian cancer because they are also found in equal frequency in women in the general population who do not have ovarian cancer. 

While there are certain risk factors, including genetics, that may predispose a woman to ovarian cancer, the majority of woman diagnosed with ovarian cancer have no known risk factors. 

All of this information is from the Sandy Rollman Ovarian Cancer Foundation website.

While we’re on the subject of awareness, here’s what else I’m aware of:

1) It would be OK with me if I were conked in the noggin with a Jayson Werth flyball.  I’m not a believer, but I don’t think it’s coincidental that he looks a lot like Jesus.

2)  Baseball games are more fun when somebody gets arrested but nobody gets hurt.

3)  Baseball games are more fun when we win.  And when we beat Atlanta.

4)  And when my kids have fun and don’t whine and agree to let us buy them ice cream on the way home instead of in the really expensive baseball hat bowls.

5)  Silly Bandz aren’t always silly.

Flying Day

A few weeks ago we packed up the old family wagon and headed into the big city to go to the Red Bull Flugtag event.

Flugtag is German for Flying Day.  Red Bull is beverage industry for Cash Money and Big Fun.  The best man from our wedding and long time friend is the King of Red Bull or something like that (Mid Atlantic Promotions/Events eiral;jfdjfaewoiaghga) so instead of spending the afternoon with 85,000 of my closest friends on the Camden Waterfront, we spend the afternoon in the luxury of the Red Bull Flugtag VIP area on the Camden Waterfront, complete with big screen tvs, supercool mushy chairs and beanbags, hammocks, swings, open bar, and yummy food.  Also Red Bull sponsored athlete eye candy.  Bonus!

We had a spectacular day.  And we talked a lot about what kind of flying contraption we would construct if we were to enter ourselves into the next Philly Flugtag.

Leaping off a 30 foot high platform into the at best murky at worst oh my god what IS that Delaware River strapped to a papier mache sculpture is kind of a daring thing to do, and would certainly push the edges of my personal comfort level.   But the more we talked doing it, the more it occurred to both my husband and me that what needed in our lives was not more be-costumed short-range BASE jumping, but some more regular Flugtag.

And, come to think of it?  Most of the people I know could also benefit from some Flying Days.  Couldn’t you?  Push yourself a bit beyond your comfort zone?  Soar a little outside the regular constraints of your routine?  Untether yourself from your own and others’ expectations?  For some people that could be a career change or buying the convertible they’ve always dreamed of.  For others it might be taking the long way home on the evening commute.  Everybody’s got a different limit.  But everybody should push that limit once in a while.

Flugtag!