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  • Grrrr

    This morning I woke up to the radio news telling me that "over 40% of cancers are due to lifestyle"... and then went on to cite alcohol, smoking, poor diet and obesity as causative factors.  Helloooo... firstly, that's not new, those factors are already well known, and secondly that means for 60% of us (still most) they are not.  And as the boring, never-smoking teetotal, healthy eating, exercising type... well clearly it was my yellow wellies* that caused the problem. 

    These are the useful things I've heard in the last year or so...

    The biggest cause of breast cancer is.... having breasts (substitute other part of body as appropriate)

    It is just one of those random things that happens (paraphrase of my oncologist)

    You'd be amazed how often I hear that (paraphrase of my chemo nurse on being told of my boringly healthy lifestyle)

    People with cancers can have enough guilt or anxiety about their lifestyles without being told almost half of us contribute to our cancer.  Yes, of course we should live healthy lives - but that's just plain comon sense given how many other conditions and diseases are linked to obesity, poor diet, lack of exercise etc., etc. Yes, of course there are the people who stand outside the cancer treatment centres puffing away on fags; yes there are people who live on rubbish or drink like fish (do fish drink?), but most just want to do their best to get, and stay, well for as long as possible.

    I have spent far too much time reassuring other people they did nothing to cause their cancer, it just happened that they were the unlucky "1 in 3" (overall UK), they really don't need to be told this.

     

    OK rant over

     

    * Yellow Wellies... this utterly brilliant spoof Daily Mail article was posted on the bcc forum a year or so ago and has formed part of the 'lore' when the media reporting gets annoying:

    In today's Daily Mail:

    WEARING YELLOW WELLINGTON BOOTS "CAN DOUBLE RISK OF BREAST CANCER"

    Wearing yellow wellington boots can double a woman's risk of getting breast cancer, a study claimed today.

    Cases of the disease were "clearly higher" in areas with increased levels of yellow wellington boot wearing, researchers said.

    Women living in areas with the highest levels of yellow wellington boot wearing were almost twice as likely to develop breast cancer, one of the study's authors said.

    Arthur Storey, from the Research Institute of the Nether Herdof University Health Centre in Canada, said "We've been watching breast cancer rates go up for some time. Nobody really knows why, and only about one-third of cases are attributable to known risk factors. Since no-one had studied the connection between wearing yellow wellington boots and breast cancer, we decided to investigate it. We found a link between post-menopausal breast cancer and wearing yellow wellington boots, particularly on a Wednesday. We found that risk increased by about 25% or by the lesser amount of 10% if the yellow wellington boots were only worn on Mondays and Tuesdays."

    Dr Storey warned that the disturbing results should be interpreted with 'great caution', adding: "First of all, this doesn't mean that yellow wellington boots cause breast cancer. The key factor appears to be the day of the week on which they are worn and we would advise against wearing any colour of wellington boots on a Wednesday but especially yellow, green and blue."

    Dubious breast cancer research stories affect several million newspaper readers each year. Eight out of ten journalists should know better. 
    Author: No1Mummy, BCC forum post, 7 Oct 2010


    Hope your wellies were green or black... and I dread to think what patterned ones might do... :-))

  • Second Week in Advent: Wednesday

    Golly gosh, this quest for hints and glimpses of 'peace' in the Northumbria Community daily Prayer readings is proving a real challenge!  Today we have:

    Psalm 139: 13 - 18

    Song of Songs 4:9

    Ephesians 5: 31 - 32

    One of these is still very sensual/sexual/metaphorical, one, put bluntly, links the mystery of procreative human sexual activity to the relationship of Christ and the Church, so I am left with the psalm, and words which are very familiar and comforting...

    For you created my inmost being; you knit me together in my mother's womb.  I praise you because I am fearfully and wonderfully made; your works are wonderful, I know that full well. My frame was not hidden from you when I was made in the secret place. When I was woven together in the depths of the earth, your eyes saw my unformed body. All the days ordained for me were written in your book before one of them came to be. How precious to me are your thoughts, O God! How vast is the sum of them!  Were I to count them, they would outnumber the grains of sand. When I awake, I am still with you.

    If attributes of peace include security, freedom from anxiety, a sense of being held safe, then these words are rich in peacefulness.  I'm not sure there's much to add by way of comment, merely an invitation to rest in the safe, loving, enveloping peace of God...

    God of Peace,

    These words are lovely, the poetry delights the mind, the imagery thrills

    Yet real life is never so cosy

    Anxiety, regret, bewilderment, travail, grief...

    These and so many more

    Cast ugly shadows across the paths we walk

    Help us move from trite truth claims and twee smiles

    To a deep sense that ultimately our security and rest is, indeed, in you

    That despite appearances, your never abandon us

    That in the most turbulent storms of life

    You are the still centre

    The point of calm

    The source of hope

    Of peace

     

    In our busyness

    In our frustratedness

    In our lostness

    In our delightedness

    In our beginning

    In our ending

    And forever

    Grant us peace

     

    Amen.

  • Hallelujah Chorus... Yes Another One

    So, first it was the silent monks, then it was the flash mobs, now it is this less elaborate offering from Alaska.  Enjoy!

  • Second Week of Advent: Tuesday

    So, the Northumbria Community stick with Song of Songs (Solomon) this week, and it's really not so easy to work with that when I'm hunting elusive glimpses of peace.  The three readings are:

    Psalm 90:12

    Song of Songs 2: 10 - 15

    Ephesians 4: 26, 32

     

    Of these, the one that seems the most helpful, or 'on theme' is the Ephesians but, two verses peeled away from their wider context, but with important messages:

    "In your anger do not sin": Do not let the sun go down while you are still angry... Be kind and compassionate to one another, forgiving each other, just as in Christ God forgave you.

    "Let not the sun go down upon thy wrath" - words I recall my Dad saying to us as children when it looked as if childhood squabbles might not be resolved by bedtime.  Let it go, today's anger belongs to today, but held onto it becomes bitterness which is pernicious and destructive.  I once did a funeral for someone who told me that there would be people attending with whom they had fallen out years ago and did not speak.  They had no idea why they had fallen out, just that they had, and maintaining the feud was important.  For crying out loud!  If ever there was a time to let bygones by bygones...  Life is too short for grudges; I've always felt that, but the last year has sharpened that opinion.  Let is go.  Be cross.  Be angry.  Shout.  Scream.  But sufficient unto the day is the good thereof, and also the evil thereof... move on.  Or, in the famous last words of famous film... "tomorrow is another day"

    Be kind and compassionate, forgiving one another... it's not rocket science, but it makes all the difference in the world.  This is not the place to go into a theological treatise on forgiveness, just to note that it is a conscious act - we choose to forgive - and it is a process - forgiveness takes time to flourish.  In my experience, forgiveness is cathartic - it helps me to 'heal' and blossom.  In my observation, those who cannot, or will not, or do not forgive often become 'unhelahjty' and shrivel.

    Hints of peace then in our attitudes and actions, as we choose how we repsond to the quarrels and hurts of everyday life.

     

    God our Parent

    How often you must watch our childish quarrels and weep

    How disappointed you must be when we fight over the same old silly disagreements

     

    "You took my...." 

    "Didn't" 

    "Did too"

     

    "I won't speak to you again ever..."

    "I don't care"

    (Well I do, but I won't admit it...)


    "We don't have anyhting to do with them..."

    "Why not?"

    "Just because..."

     

    As the sun slips towards the horizon, in these shortest of winter days

    Help us to let go of our anger

    Bitterness

    Grudgingness

    Childishness

    Displace our ire with your peace

     

    Teach us gentleness

    Compassion

    Forgiveness

    So that we, too, may be bringers of peace

    Heralding the dawn of a new world

     

    Amen

  • Post Early for Christmas

    This afternoon I lugged a wheeled case full of parcels up to the post office and set them off on their way south... still a few smaller packets to post another time, but that's the bulk of it done.  The postage of four parcels, plus stamps for cards set me back more than £60... OUCH!  Still, I have the money to pay for it, and the joy of people to send things to.  OK that's bad grammar, the joy of having people to whom things may be sent.

    As I trekked up the hill (protecting my at risk arm and my gammy wrist, fear not) in the snow, it was kind of odd recalling doing the same just about a year ago - a week later I think - when there was also snow on the ground, when my arms were both fully strong but I was wearying from treatment.  A lot has happened since then - mostly good - but I am finding a lot of odd memories popping up as Christmas gets nearer... this one I'm looking forward to really enjoying with no nasty fears overshadowing it.

    Now... back to stamping those cards...