Friday, September 26, 2008

Pampered Chef Show...

So, tomorrow's the big day. My Pampered Chef Show. I am sooo looking forward to it. I haven't had one in about 7 years. The food will be WLS (weightloss surgery friendly). My consultant is a Lap-Bander, so she is aware of all the food "issues". The topic is Power Cooking. Instead of paying those "make-ahead-meal" places $125.00 for 10-15 dinners, Sharon is going to show us how to do it at home for about $1.50 per person. It's going to be a great time seeing everyone who will be there.

If by chance some would like to place an online order, here is the link for my show's website: Then just click on Order Products and you can order for my show and have it sent directly to you. Online orders must be placed by Monday, September 29th.

I hope everyone has a great weekend!!!

Wednesday, September 17, 2008

4 Month Post-Op Appoinment

I went to Riverside for my 4 month appointment and had the pleasure of meeting one of the other partners in Pacific Bariatrics, Dr. Rumsey. He is very nice, but has cold We went over my current prescriptions and he checked the incision sites (they are completely healed), went over my weight loss (-70lbs) and the broken ankle, said I was doing well and told me to come back in 3 months. Woohoooo!!! And, I am HALFWAY to my goal weight!!!

Saturday, September 13, 2008

Happy Birthday to Me!!

Yep, it's my birthday. The Husband took me to see "The Women". It was really good. It has an all star cast; Meg Ryan, Annette Bening, Jada Pinkette Smith, Debra Messing, Candice Bergen, Debi Mazar and Eva Mendes. I suggest that you see this with your girlfriends as it is a true chick flick. But one I highly recommend. Then we went to dinner at Hooters. I had a grilled chicken cobb salad. Yummy!!

Thursday, September 11, 2008

In Honor of Joseph Ryan Allen

Joseph Ryan Allen
1963 - 2001
Age: 39
New York, NY USA
Bond Broker, Canton Fitzgerald, WTC

I remember Joseph Ryan Allen

Written in collaboration with Project 2,996, a tribute to the victims of 9/11.

Five years ago today, Joseph Ryan Allen, born February 6, 1962, went to work as usual at the Cantor Fitzgerald offices in the World Trade Center, where he worked as a bond broker.

A picture of him at the time shows a handsome man with a winning smile and movie-star good looks. And, in fact, Joe (as he was known to his friends) lived in Los Angeles for seven years trying to make it as an actor, finally moving back to New York where he would eventually come to work for Cantor Fitzgerald. On September 11, 2005, the friends he had made in Los Angeles would hold a memorial service in his honor.

He came from a large, close-knit family. He had three older brothers, Mike, John, and Kevin, and a younger sister, Jennifer, who relied on Joe for emotional support during their mother’s terminal struggle with cancer. Their mother, who succumbed in 2000, would never know the pain of outliving her son; nor would their father, who predeceased him.

Friends described him as a sociable fellow, a bon vivant who enjoyed wine, women, and good company, but who was always available to talk about matters of a more intimate nature when you needed him. Friends called him “lively, tempestuous, sensitive, randy, fearless, able to sniff out BS in a heartbeat and unable to abide same… a traveler, a lover of exotic women, cared deeply for his family, loved to get a few drinks in him... in short - a vibrant soul.” He would always be there with “the perfect advice, no matter the time of day.”

As a youth, he was a sportsman and an athlete, with infectious good humor and optimism. Friends remember spending countless hours with Joe laughing, playing touch football, whiffle ball, basketball, and, memorably, Strat-O-Matic baseball at the Allen house in Yonkers. His brother and sister would later establish the Joseph Ryan Allen Memorial Award for baseball in his name at Columbia University.

A friend who went to Fordham Prep school in Bronxville with Joe, and later to Fordham University, remembers him as a popular guy, a huge Earth, Wind & Fire fan who would spontaneously burst out singing the tunes of his favorite band. A former roommate from his days in Los Angeles remembers, years later, Joe dancing in the hallway to Earth, Wind & Fire – a moment that cemented their friendship.

A former female neighbor paints a picture of a man with infallible courtesy, someone who would hold the door open for you or get your luggage, but never in an uncomfortable, overly familiar way. He was unfailingly polite, even when inconvenienced. “Joe would come across the hall in his plaid bathrobe and slippers and ask us to turn down the stereo. ‘It's the bass. If you could just turn down the bass.’ He was never angry about it, which always made me feel terrible for keeping him awake.”

Joe loved to travel; he toured France in 1999, visiting WWII landing sites and museums in Normandy, and returned with his girlfriend to Paris where, typically, he got to know her family over cigars and wine at dinner.

Joe was a joker, a guy who loved people. The wife of a Cantor Fitzgerald colleague who perished with Joe on September 11 recounts how, two years earlier, Joe and her husband John embarked together on “the famous weight loss contest”. Joe would call her at home and quiz her on what John ate for dinner and the length of his workouts, and they would laugh about it together.

Joe had that unique ability to make friends easily and retain them for life. Friends describe someone you could pick up the threads with after years of losing touch, someone who made you feel every time you saw him that “it was as if we hung out all the time”, as “one of those friends that I know that we would have picked up on our last conversation just where we left off”, someone you never forgot.

A New York Times profile of him after his death quoted his best friend Robert from fourth grade as saying, “He would be depressed because other people around him had problems; they weren't his problems… He was one of those friends you speak to four or five times a day. He left a tremendous void in a lot of people's lives.” Joe was at the same time compassionate and charismatic, easygoing, affable, outspoken, and loyal to friends and family. Even distant acquaintances who didn’t know him well noted his regard for family.

Two weeks before 9/11, Joe attended a friend’s bachelor party in Myrtle Beach. Surrounded by friends, they spent five days playing golf, smoking cigars, and hanging out in the Jacuzzi drinking and telling jokes. He told a friend, “Life doesn’t get any better than this.”

On that sunny morning five years ago, his family received a call from Joe, trapped in the towers, reassuring them that he was OK and was trying to escape. It would be the last time they ever heard from him.

Joe was a family-oriented man who, at the time of his death at the age of 39, hadn’t yet started a family of his own, and was looking to settle down. But his legacy lives on. A nephew, Joseph Allen, born on April 25, 2002, was named after an uncle he’d never meet. His sister Jennifer also named her son after Joe. She describes Ryan Joseph as being much like his uncle, flirtatious and endearingly mischievous.

I never met you, Joseph Ryan Allen, but I will remember you always. May you rest in peace.

Sunday, September 7, 2008

Weightloss Surgery and the Broken ankle...

For those that don't know, I had Gastric Bypass Surgery on April 29, 2008. I thought I was getting enough water and protein in, but I wasn't. So here's what happened:

Ok, so I broke my ankle in 2 places on June 11th. It all started on tuesday night. I got up to turn the light off in the bedroom to go to bed and I became dizzy and fell, thank God the bedroom is carpeted. I wan't so lucky the next day. I got up from the couch to make a protein drink, became dizzy again and fell in the kitchen, which is tiled. I got up fine, but had a hard time walking on my right leg. When Matthew got home, he took me to urgent care at Kaiser. I found out that I broke my ankle in two places. They put me in a 3-sided splint and sent me home with crutches, which I am NOT getting a long with. The morning after I was put in a 3-sided splint, took one hop on the crutches and fell backward into my nightstand and then hit the floor. It took 2 hours to get me off the floor because I couldn't put any preassure on my right foot and I couldn't get on my knees because of the 90 degree angle the splint has my foot in. So Matthew got one of the neighbors to help him get me off the floor and thanx to our neighbor's girlfriend's mother, I now have a wheelchair. I feel so much Better and so much safer. Crutches are EVIL!!! lol

So I went back to Ortho on June 24th and they took the splint off my leg. The doc looked at my ankle and sent me to x-ray for new films. Went back to see the doc and he said the bones in my ankle hadn't moved in the past two weeks, which was a good thing. I don't need a plate and screws (surgery) at this point. So they put me in a short cast that goes from about an inch below my knee to my toes. I have to go back to Ortho in 3 weeks for another set of x-rays to see how the progress is going. I can't put any pressure on my ankle/foot at all, or the bones may move causing me to have to have surgery. So, it looks like I'll be in the wheelchair until this whole ordeal is over with. *le sigh*

I saw WLS surgeon on June 25th and he said that I am doing great. No lecture on the broken ankle. He said he's had patients that have done the same thing regarding water and protein. I am down 43.5 lbs. since surgery and 53.5lbs down from my highest weight. Dr. Zorn said that I am where I should be. I was concerned that I hadn't lost enough in 2 months, but he said I am doing fine and gave me some tips for chair exercises. I go back to see him in 2 months. =)

So I went to Kaiser July 16th and had the old cast taken off, x-rays done and saw the PA. The ankle is doing well after being off of it for the past 5 weeks. I was hoping that they would put a walking cast on me today, but no such luck. I am back in a short cast for another 3 1/2 weeks. Ugh! After that, they may put me in a walking cast. I am so sick of being at home in a wheelchair, not walking, not driving, not going where I want, when I want. I am going stir crazy!!! Grrrrr!!!

So, I got the cast off and new x-rays were taken on August 11th. The ankle is healing fine, but not enough to where I can bear any weight on it. The have me in a Cam Boot which I can take off several times a day and for showering (thank God!!!). I am soooo over taking sponge baths. I can drive (without the boot), but will have to be in a wheelchair any other time. I go back to Ortho on Sept. 8th. Ugh! I wish this thing would heal already!

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