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Hope and Change

Hope and change!  Two words that usually bring an ethereal feeling....sort of.  However, for me, hope and change have a totally different meaning...and feeling.

For example, I'm currently in the throws of menopause.  I'm hoping that something will soon change and it will not be necessary for me to continue to wear a patch to ward off evil spirits and hot flashes.  In my mind, and body, they are one in the same!

I weigh the same now as I did 27 years ago!  "How marvelous", you might say.  Not really...you see, 27 years ago I was 9 months pregnant and giving birth to my first son....I weigh exactly the same now as I did then.  I'm still trying to figure out how that happened.  Thus, I'm hoping for a change in my body weight.

Recently, I've been developing mysterious rashes on my face.  I went to see the dermatologist, but she could offer no explanation.  She sent me home with a topical ointment and told me to use "as needed".  After much "as needed" use underneath my eyes, the rash migrated and has encircled my lips.  I now look like a toddler who has been sucking on a pacifier during an intense drooling session.  So, I am once again using the ointment "as needed" and hoping for a change in the rash.  At the very least I would be satisfied if it moved to another location.....like Asia!

Hope and change....I think I might write a song to the tune of "Trust and Obey"!

I'm just sayin',
 

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