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Happy new year. Yes, I’m writing here again as part of my new year plan. I’ll be covering the arts in Altadena and Pasadena (and elsewhere no doubt) over on

Here’s where I’ll talk about anything I choose as my interests are many. And check out my blog on politics and photography, Polipics, at

Thought I’d pick  up this blog again with a post from Jimmy Wales, founder of Wikipedia.

I’m impressed that Americans have heeded the call and are supporting such a worthy endeavor as Wales envisioned: “Imagine a world in which every single person on the planet has free access to the sum of all human knowledge.”

And, in  contrast to what some people believe, I recall that recently a study that found Wikipedia’s entries exceedingly accurate. Damn fine contribution to the world.


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I said it would be January before I was completely “whole” again, and that turned out to be on the money. So here I am, free of underwire bras and the associated bulges. I wore a blue velvet gown with no bra for our Obamarama party! Still have scars to heal — one more than the other after the complications — but it’s all ok. Doc said he could do a little nip ‘n tuck to speed things up, but i don’t care to have another stitch anywhere for a long, long time.
And the REALLY good news is that I was able to get traffic school for the ticket I got the day after “the boob explosion.” I sent a picture. It was graphic. It worked. I’m happy.

Now with my reduction and Bush out of office, there is far less boobage in the world.

Oh so close…


An update to the D-Day saga…

Breakthroughs! Not only have I “gotten a load off” with this reduction, I’m feeling a freedom I’ve never had. I can just be. No self-consciousness about being too large, too much, too uncomfortable. I can just throw on whatever shirt I want and it fits! Some are even too big now. What a joy.

Last week I started sleeping on my stomach for part of the night.

We went to the Alabama Hills on a photo workshop and I climbed all over the place. (Yes, I’m sore, but the good kind.)

Thursday night I slept without some kind of bra.

Friday I saw the doctor for my weekly visit, and he said I don’t need to come back for three weeks!

That doesn’t mean I’m healed yet. Just getting much, much closer.

The key seems to be a high dose vitamini regimen my yogi/Sikh/chiropractor Santokh put me on three weeks ago. Santokh consulted with his associate, a homeopathic physician, about what could be done to speed up healing. Dr. Barker said Vitamin A was the key, along with E, C, fish oil, and a natural analgesic. And within days of starting a five-drop-a-day regimen of the A (about 55,000 units), 3,000 units of C and I’m not sure how much E, along with the fish oil and analgesic, an ever so slight skin began to form. Instead of being raw, the center of the wound began to heal, then more patches. I’ve cut back on the quantity now, and I feel almost normal, even though I’m still changing dressings twice a day.  The improvement is that it no longer hurts to do so. And today I got a massage and could finally lay on my stomach. My back needed some relief after nearly three months of recovery. And my legs needed relief after all that climbing!

So there is hope. I’m wearing racer back sport bras. Shelf bra tanks. Not an underwire in sight. No unsightly bra bulges. No discomfort. I’ve still got a bunch of my old bras. Maybe I’ll burn one or two–for the right of 50+ women to do so, as well as any other woman who wants to “get a load off” and feel the joy of personal freedom.

Republican Intellectuals Continue to Abandon McCain


Rachel Weiner- Wall Street Journal

Charles Fried, a professor at Harvard Law School, has long been one of
the most important conservative thinkers in the United States. Under
President Reagan, he served, with great distinction, as Solicitor
General of the United States. Since then, he has been prominently
associated with several Republican leaders and candidates, most recently
John McCain, for whom he expressed his enthusiastic support in January.
This week, Fried announced that he has voted for Obama-Biden by absentee
ballot. In his letter to Trevor Potter, the General Counsel to the
McCain-Palin campaign, he asked that his name be removed from the
several campaign-related committees on which he serves. In that letter,
he said that chief among the reasons for his decision “is the choice of
Sarah Palin at a time of deep national crisis.”


Thank you for the voice of reason.

Is Pain a Good Thing?


I guess I’m experiencing the “good pain”—the pain of healing. Doesn’t feel good. In fact there are times I want to scream: when peeling the dried gauze from my raw, well, what is it? It’s not skin yet. It’s just exposed tissue. I guess this is why I haven’t written too much about this lately. Some days it’s just too much reality.



So, been a while since I updated you on D-Day progress. How do you spell SLOW????

Geez, this feels like it’s going to go on forever. But there is progress. Three weeks ago I was afraid to bend too much for fear of popping another vessel. Now I’m doing yoga, Yamuna ball rolling (thanks Lupa), using Pilates bands, hiking up the foothills with my dog (and my mom-in-law’s while we’re babysitting), and doing nearly all normal things except sitting in a hot tub. Ours is broken (again) anyway, so perfect timing. Funny, I popped that vessel just as the financial tornado hit us and I feel like I’m recovering at the same pace. Want some gory details? Ok, here goes.

Actually, the worst thing is that I still have to change the dressing twice, sometimes more, a day. It doesn’t make me weep anymore, I just do it and get on with things. Some days it does stick and hurt more than other days, but the wound itself is shrinking, the gap is closing. Three weeks ago it was 9cm by 8. Last week 7×7, today 5×5.  I was surprised today because to me it looked no different than last week. It’s very strange to sit in the middle of an exam room, bare your breasts and just watch the doctor staring. Can’t get away from the boob staring. Then he’ll reach over and squeeze to see if they’re softening up. Feel like a horn in a clown routine. I just want to squeak out, “Honk! Honk!”

 Last week Doc said I would heal faster if I switched back to the wet cotton gauze, instead of the oil. Considering the pain I had been in, he didn’t want me to experience that again. But I felt strong enough to try it this week. I alternated between the two and it seemed to speed things up. But today I have been battling constant itching and stabbing pains. Apparently this is all normal (???!!!) so I’m going zen with it. Santokh (my yogi chiropractor) muscle tested me last week for Traumeel tablets, a homepathic analgesic with arnica for bruising, etc. My body said yes, so I’ve been taking three a day, plus extra vitamins. I just want to be as healed as possible by the holidays. Thanksgiving is what, 5 weeks away? maybe 6? That’s my target. I’m just cryin to wear a pretty new bra. I’ve banned the surgical ones for the time being. Doc says I don’t need to wear them so off to the rubbish with them. The miracle is I can wear those great comfy shelfbra tanks or stretchy cami’s now. What a miracle.


But now the really hard part: dropping 15 pounds. Sigh.

Gettin’ there


Ok, on the D-Day front, so to speak, healing is progressing, albeit slow.

We’re at 6-1/2 weeks now. The non-challenged side is nearly completely healed. The problem side is still raw, tender, itchy, irritated, and driving me crazy. I just long for the day of not having to wear these friggin surgical bras. One brand is pretty funny, though: “Dr. Fillgood.” Geez.