January 31, 2012

Chemo Again

Posted in Health, History, Life, Personal tagged , , at 3:27 pm by pdxfirefly

I had chemo last Friday.  One of these days I’ll have to total up the number of time that I have had chemo.  I think it is pushing 40.

This time I had part of the Doxil that was allotted to me.  Doxil is the main Ovarian Cancer drug that is experiencing a shortage.  I started on Doxil last May or June and had a very good response to this drug.  I also had level 4 side effects due to the toxicity of the drug.  Because of the toxicity I went off of the drug for a few months;  this was when the national Doxil shortage became apparent to the medical community.  My doctor immediately put me on the Doxil waiting list and that was the last we heard from Doxil.  When I had my 3rd recurrence this Fall, I went back on a drug that I have had in the past with success — not great success, but acceptable success in fighting my cancer.

When I went in for Chemo the end of December, there was a surprise for everyone at the clinic….. Doxil had sent  a dose of the life saving drug for me.  With my name on it.   No one else could have this dose of Doxil…. it literally had my name on it and no one elses!!!  This was the first Doxil that my cancer clinic had seen since the summer… and I was to be the lucky recipient!  The drug was shipped in two vials, one considerably larger than the other  with the total dose being what I received during the summer months with good results.  It is unknown when Doxil will be back in production in the United States.   So… in an effort to make it last and not knowing if I would receive another life-saving dose, and in an effort to reduce the side effects, my doctor and I decided to only give me the large vial of Doxil.  That way if no  more is received, then I can at least have a ‘smidgen’ of the drug next month if no more comes in for me.

I have heard reports that Doxil is available in Canada and also in Europe.  With my travel benefits, either one of those might be a definite possibility. I think I’ll do some advance research with my doctor and see just what the procedure would be if I do want to go to another country for this drug.

Meanwhile, you can pray that I have no ill side-effects and that I will also be ‘gifted’ another dose of Doxil right here at home.  Because to receive this lifesaving drug is truly a gift to me.

December 31, 2011

Happy New Years Eve!!!!

Posted in History, Life tagged at 12:34 am by pdxfirefly

As 2011 comes to a close, we reflect on the achievements and accomplishments of this past year as well as setting our sights  on the wonderful possibilities that life has in store for us in 2012!  I am so very happy.  I have had a great 2011 and I expect the same of 2012.  I wish Health, Wealth and Happiness for all of us in 2012!!

December 4, 2011

CT Scan Update

Posted in Health, History, Life, Personal tagged , , , at 10:33 pm by pdxfirefly

OK, I know, it’s more than one day later.  Give me a break!  I just had chemo… I’m doing very well to get out of bed and take little Mercedes outside several times a day.  The sun has been shinning here in Portland for the last few days and it is to continue for the next several days!  Yeah, sunshine !  A few hours ago, the ‘brain fog’ started to lift slightly.  I am still being very proactive against nausea, and I am eating little bits of food several times a day…  and I get up and walk around every now and then.  No nap today, but I bet that I climb into my nice warm bed pretty soon…. I think I hear my pillows calling to me……

My CT Scan was done last Monday.  It showed  two golf ball sized fluid filled cysts and several smaller ones.  It seems that my small intestine ( and something else — too lazy to look it up) is ‘glued’ to the back of my abdominal wall.. so it doesn’t  ‘move freely’ like it is supposed to.  No I didn’t even bother to ask what that meant.  I am just hoping that everything resolves itself with the chemo.

All in all I am feeling pretty good..  had some fatigue last week and a lot of weirdness – light-headedness some minor nausea contained with drugs.  So I need to finish getting things done!!!  Like that’s really going to happen!!!!

November 29, 2011

No Chemo Monday

Posted in History, Life, Personal tagged , , at 4:07 pm by pdxfirefly

I had my blood drawn and saw my doctor.  When she did the physical exam on me, she felt a golf- ball sized mass in my abdomen that wasn’t there two weeks ago.  She decided that I should have a CT scan and gave me the option of having the Scan on Monday with Chemo on Tuesday or visa versa.  I opted to have the CT Scan on Monday so I could get home sooner, because I still had lots of catching up to do from the holiday visiting.  That meant that I would have Chemo today!  so that is what I did.

November 3, 2011

NED

Posted in Health, History, Life, Personal tagged , at 12:00 pm by pdxfirefly

The letters NED have significance regarding Ovarian Cancer.

If a patient is not cured (which I was not) then there is no such thing as remission for OC.  The term that is used is NED ~ No Evidence of Disease.

I have never been NED since my diagnosis. But I did find a different definition of NED that does fit my situation.

NED ~ Not Eligible to Die!
So I will hold on to NED for as long as I can!

October 25, 2011

Ticket to the Ballet

Posted in Fun, History, Life, Personal, story tagged , , , at 5:46 pm by pdxfirefly

When young, I took ballet lessons in Whittier at the Mona Frances School of Cecchetti Ballet (for many years). Mona Frances was a Ballerina of the highest caliber. At our little Whittier ballet school, she brought in George Balanchine and his New York ballerinas to teach us his new ballet “Graduation Ball’. Mr. Balanchine returned for the opening performance and he ran into my girlfriend and I while we were waiting in the green room at Whittier High School Auditorium for our entrance on stage. He said that we “looked too beautiful to be little school girls”. I guess we were just natural beauties and had never really worn much make up so the stage makeup really made us look very pretty… which was NOT what he wanted. So, back to the make-up room we went and put freckles on our faces and that pleased him. I have never forgotten that vis-a-vis encounter with that great ballet choreographer.
At rehearsals at the ballet school, Mr. Balanchine’s new York Troup wore very revealing short cropped tops (quite risque for the early 1960′s) and he chastised them in front of the ballet school dancers. I think he wanted to impress Miss Frances (as we always called her). She had red hair and always insisted that we dance to live music and there was always a pianist present at each class.
My pink toe shoes are from that time and there is a very unflattering photo of me in costume for Graduation Ball. Oh, and I have performed in the Nutcracker as well, so I am very familiar with the choreography and beautiful music! Also somewhere in my important papers you will find my Cecchitti Examination certificates. I worked very hard to achieve the different grade levels and each one took several years of training to even be eligible to take the hours long dancing exam.

October 13, 2011

Traffic Jam Shortcut

Posted in History, Personal, Portland tagged , , , at 12:21 am by pdxfirefly

As I was trying to get home before the 3:00 pm school traffic, I was rejoicing because I was going to make it home before three-o-clock!  I was 2  miles from home and all looked great as I turned from the shopping  mall onto the main street that would lead me to my neighborhood a few minutes away.   Well, that was short-lived!  As I came down the hill I could see cars stopped for at least a half mile up ahead.  I groaned.  Then as I looked in my rear view mirror, I saw the car behind me pull out around me to my right and take a right on the next street.  The car behind him followed and the car behind her followed too!  Hummmm, I pondered.  I have never even noticed Cherry Street before, but those three cars didn’t hesitate to take the previously un-seen street.

It looked like a great option. If it was an alternate route, I’d be home in a few minutes and I will have learned a new way home.  If it turned out to be a fluke, then I would have learned something new about Portland!  I love adventure… so… I followed the other three cars.

And it came out at a very familiar street.  I was on  my way home!   This was one of those times that intuition was right! And I could get home in time to miss all of those school busses!

October 3, 2011

Heightened Terrorist Alert

Posted in History, Life, travel tagged , at 12:53 am by pdxfirefly

There is a HEIGHTENED TERRORIST ALERT  for all Americans abroad because of  the recent assassination.– and possible retaliation is feared by the State Department.  And….London has always been a hotbed of terrorist activities.
so…. The State Department  and Portland Firefly are recommending
1. Always be alert to your surroundings
2. Avoid large (mob) gatherings.
3. Always have an escape plan/ route  (‘The emergency exits are located…”).
4. Know where there is safe cover available when transiting public
transportation places  such as trains.
5. And airports can be very dangerous as well.
Most of all… TRUST YOUR INSTINCTS -  If a place doesn’t ‘feel right’ to
you …. then get out and explain later.

This instinctive feeling saved the lives of several Americans as they were entering a restaurant.  They didn’t stay and the restaurant was destroyed by a suicide bomber.

October 2, 2011

The Hungry Hawk

Posted in community, Fun, History, Life, Personal, Portland tagged , , at 12:17 am by pdxfirefly

As you know I love to go and watch the Swifts at Chapman School.  The nightly show is a Portland exclusive and a special tradition!  Every fall, I try to go at least once;  and it is usually only once a year.  But this year it is different.  My PEO Chapter attended earlier in September however my family couldn’t come that night.   So last night the family (and a few friends) went to see the spectacular air show by natures creatures.

There were a lot of birds early in September, but not as many as there were last night!  Also the first time we went this year, we never saw one raptor (hawk) getting his dinner.  But last night was a different story! It was more fun last night because there was more action.

The Vaux Swifts were just beginning to fly down the famous Chapman School chimney when the crowd saw the big black bird come swooping into the flock of Swifts.  The crowd ‘oohed’ in unison as the flock scattered in the air. Disoriented, the hawk kept flying then disappeared.  But only for a while.  Soon he was back for another try.  No luck this time either. And it actually looked as if the flock of tiny Swifts were chasing that big old black hawk away!  They circled and dodged each other for many enchanting seconds.  Then nothing and the crowd went back to watching the birds fly into the chimney.

And then I felt it…. at the same time I saw it … the Hawk was on a diving run and just a few feet right over my head!  Zoom!  I think  I heard the rush of wind on his wings he was so close to us on this dive bomb run!  Again it looked as if he missed.

Ah.  But Mr. Hawk was still hungry and was not about to give up.  The crowd was in for two or three more thrilling hunting passes.  The flock scattering each time.  Finally the hawk gave up (did he get his fill?) and the last of the little Swifts went into the chimney for their nightly rest.  The crowd applauded in joy and appreciation and collected their picnic baskets, blankets and trash and headed home with smiles on their faces.

September 11, 2011

September 11, 2011 ~ 10 Year Anniversary

Posted in History, Life, Personal, story, travel tagged , , , , , , , , , , , at 6:36 pm by pdxfirefly

Today is September 11th.   9 / 11

This is the 10 year anniversary of the terrorists attacks on our country.  This is a reprint of my annual September 11th post because I actually had 5 of the terrorists on board my flights the summer of 2001 during their reconnoissance flights.  My comment to Mohammed Atta caused them to modify their plans from using all American Airlines planes to using two from United Airlines.  After I recounted my story to a working American Airlines Flight Attendant, she looked at me, gave me a hug, and said “You are a hero. You saved some of our planes and crews and passengers.”  I told her that “ yes, there were two less American Airlines planes, but two more United ones.  So I don’t feel like a hero at all.”  Of course, I had no idea that I had been conversing with the ringleader until well after 9/11 and I saw the terrorists names and pictures.   Here is my true story.

At the time, I was an active Flight Attendant for a major United States carrier.   Yes, one of the ones that lost planes, crew members, and passengers.  And no, I did not know anyone on board any of those historic flights and even though I lived in NYC for a number of years, I did not know anyone who was murdered in the attack on our country that day.

I was at home between flights thinking about packing for my regularly scheduled flight the following morning when the phone rang before 9:00 am.  It was my Mother calling to the midwest from her California home.  She did not greet me with “Hello.” But her anxious voice said my name, and then,”Is that you?  Are you home?’  Then with audible relief in her voice “Oh, thank God! Are you alright?”   I was puzzled and probably replied something like “Yes, I’m alright. Why wouldn’t I be alright?”

She then said “Don’t you know what is going on?”  I said, “No. What is happening?”  My mother then asked if I had the TV on.  When I said, no, she told me to turn it on.  When I asked her, “what channel?”, she said, “Any channel.”  I watched the attacks in unbelief trying to wrap my mind around what my eyes were seeing…. trying to process the visual information that just didn’t want to process mentally.   To this day, when I watch the documentaries of the attacks, I still cannot totally comprehend the magnitude of the events of that day.

It reminds me of my reaction to the plane crash in Sioux City, Iowa years earlier.    Over and over I watched the news reports trying to imagine the horror inside that plane as the plane tore apart while on fire .  You will recall, many passengers survived finding themselves alive in the tall Iowa cornfield that graced the runway.  The cool moisture of the tall cornstalks may have had a beneficial effect on the flames. Remember that whenever the fuselage of a plane ruptures you are provided another possible exit;  take advantage of it.    But believe me, no Flight Attendant will have to tell you that!

The attacks of 9/11 were very well planned .  I know that they were in the planning for many years and a lot of money was spent in their careful planning.  I  am convinced that I had six of the terrorist/hijackers on at least two different flights of mine and that I personally spoke to at least 4 of them on separate occasions during their reconnaissance flights prior to 9/11.  A chilling retrospective thought.

The first time was out of Florida.   This small-in-stature middle eastern man was a passenger in coach sitting about seat 10A on our MD-80 aircraft.   The flight was moderately light, about half full.  At that time we were still serving drinks and meals in coach!  After we finished the meal service, this man told me that he was in flight school in Florida and that he would like to go look around the cockpit.

When I inquired what type of aircraft he was training in he replied that he was going to be a Captain on a 767.  I found that almost unbelievable knowing how much our Captains have to go through in order to become qualified on the wide-bodied aircraft.  And the years of flying that were needed for them to become senior enough to hold a Captains bid with the major air carriers.

I politely told him that I would check with the Captain, but I knew the answer even before saying I would check with the Captain.   I asked him for his boarding pass so I could present it to the Captain and I remember his unusual name –Hani Hanjour.  I remember the conversation well, because it was such an unusual request.  Sometimes we would allow children to come to the cockpit during flight when there were none of the security cockpit restrictions that are now in place.   After making the Captain aware of the request, I told the man that he was welcome to stop by the cockpit after the flight to visit with the pilots.  He never did stop by the cockpit.  I confirmed that he was Hani Hanjour from the photos I saw later of the terrorists.

The other incident occurred out of Newark, probably in early August, 2001.  You will recall that one of the 9/11 flights departed from the Newark airport.   There were five middle eastern men on my Newark-St. Louis-San Francisco flight;  three in the rear of coach, one near the front of coach, Marwan al Shehhi, and one in First Class.   Same type of airplane – an MD-80.   I was working in coach and three of them had seats across from the back galley, but were very interested in the boarding process. They were standing up in and around the rear galley, blocking the aisle to the rear lavatories and just generally “in our way”.

I recall that there was a lot of conversation ( in Arabic) between them and again, this is behavior out of the ordinary, so I remember it clearly, even several years later.   All of them did not speak English and finally one of them asked me if there were still passengers coming on board.  I told him that we still had twenty minutes before departure.    With a very concerned look on his face,  Mohammed Atta asked me if the “flight was going to be full? ”    I remember replying very matter-of-factly, “We are always full, if not overbooked out of Newark.” He replied something like, “even on Tuesdays?” I said “Every single day, every flight I’ve ever worked out of Newark has been full.”  He was very concerned by this bit of information and it prompted more intense conversation between the three men.

You will recall that 9/11/01  was a beautiful warm late summer Tuesday.   Even during the recon flights during the summer of 2001, they already had the date of September 11th established.

The rest of our conversation went like this:   He (Mohammed Atta) asked me about other American carriers out of Newark that flew to San Francisco.    I told him that I just didn’t have that information and that they would have to check another carrier.    I now firmly believe that it was my comment to Mohammed Atta that prevented the loss of one more American Airlines plane and crew.   I believe that my remark “Every flight I have ever worked out of Newark has been full.” caused the terrorists to rethink their plans and change from American Airlines to United Airlines.  I am sorry though for the terrible loss of crew and passengers of the United Flight 93 that the terrorists hijacked out of Newark.  By the way, United  Flight 93 was also scheduled to fly from Newark to San Francisco which is the same route that my flight took the day I had the terrorists on board for their recon flight.

Mohammed Atta was the ringleader terrorist and the reconnoissance flights in August , 2001 were their means of finalizing their terror plot.

You will recall that September 11, 2001 was a bright and beautiful Tuesday.  This means that they had their plan in place MONTHS before the actual attacks.  He actually asked about the loads on other air carriers and I told him he could check, but I had no way of knowing how full other carriers were on certain flights. You will recall that all of the hijacked flights were carrying very light passenger loads.

One of the men I spoke to on this flight was Mohamed Atta, the terrorist pilot who flew American Airlines Flight 11 into the first World Trade Building Tower.

Hani Hanjour was another of the  terrorist pilots; he flew the American Airlines flight 77  into the Pentagon.

Marwan Al Shehhi was one of the terrorists on my Newark flight’ he was the pilot that crashed the second plane, United 175, into the second world trade tower.

I never used to turn my TV on in the morning.   Now, I turn it on most mornings, just to get the news.

I will fly my large US flag on 9/11.  It is a day we need to honor our country and those who lost their lives.

Will you please fly your flag also?

September 8, 2011

Fly Your Flag September 11

Posted in community, History, Life, Portland tagged , , , at 12:36 am by pdxfirefly

This Sunday is the 10th anniversary of September 11th.  I already have my American flag flying. 

Today, I went to Dollar tree and purchased 8 small flags on a stick.  Tomorrow, we will put them in the front yard of my neighbors houses.   I want everyone to remember and honor the lessons of that day!   The Portland Port of Authority has lined Airport Way, the road leading to the airport, with large American flags.  I bet it is beautiful!

Fly Your Flag!

September 6, 2011

Nostalia Gum

Posted in community, Fun, History, Life tagged , , , at 12:49 am by pdxfirefly

OK, so I am checking out at Bi-Mart after getting my 30 Seconds Cleaner and I am just about finished with  my transaction when I see it.  The little cardboard display stand focusing my attention on Nostalgia Gum!  Yes, there they are … the burnt orange colored wrappers of Clove gum, the blue wrappers of Black Jack gun and then the white wrappers encasing (my favorite) Beamens!  I purchased one of each and had black gum in my mouth before I exited the check-out stand! Mu-m-m-m, it had the same licorice flavor that my 7 year old brain remembered!  This non-gum-chewer will treat herself to a piece every day!

Do you remember Black Jack, Clove & Beamens?

September 5, 2011

Labor Day, 2011

Posted in community, Fun, History, Portland tagged , at 12:56 am by pdxfirefly

I hope that you all enjoy this National Holiday and that you are flying your flag today!!!!

July 19, 2011

HOLLYWOOD

Posted in Health, History, Life, travel tagged , at 12:20 am by pdxfirefly

 
Did you Know?

The Hollywood sign was first erected in 1923. Conceived as a real estate ad, it originally read Hollywoodland. The sign stands 50 feet tall, stretches 450 feet across, weighs 450,000 pounds.

June 22, 2011

Doxil # 2

Posted in Health, History, Life, Personal tagged , , at 12:38 am by pdxfirefly

I started on a different drug for my Ovarian Cancer recurrence.  My CA 125 had skyrocketed to 1618 (normal is 30 or below) just before my first Doxil infusion May 13, 2011. 

It is usual for there to be a 2 to 3 month lag time in any measurable results from this drug Doxil, so we were not expecting to see any decrease in my CA 125 levels.  In fact, they often increase the first month on this drug.  

Enter Amazing Firefly!!!!!  When I went for my second infusion on June 17th I had hoped for a decrease in my CA 124 level because of how I was feeling.  I was not experiencing hardly any pain, other problems that had been very apparent had greatly lessened and my energy level seemed to be a bit higher.  The lower abdomen pain/gurgling was almost completely gone and my color seemed better, not only to me , but also to my family. 

Ah, yes!  My CA 125 had indeed gone down!  It was now at 757!  Another one of my favorite airplanes!   Yep, it had decreased by about half!  Everyone at the doctor’s office was happy about that including me!

And so, I had my second infusion of Doxil and went home to rest some more while I fight this sneaky opponent who is trying to invade my body.  Is cancer like the ‘invasion of the body snatchers’? Well, I must fight to keep it from invading my body any more! Go Doxil!!!!

May 27, 2011

Feeling Better

Posted in Health, History, Life, Personal tagged , , at 4:20 pm by pdxfirefly

Ah, yes! Today I am feeling better.  So well in fact  that I actually got dressed for the first time in 8 days.  And then I took sweet understanding Mercedes for a nice medium walk — her longest one with me in over 9 days!  And then… we went for a ride in the car.  She loves to ’go bye-bye’ in the car.   I needed to go to the bank, so we did the drive-through bank (which is 3 miles away instead of .5 mile)  where she always gets a little treat and I picked up a Subway salad.  It was nice to go out for little drive and I didn’t even mind the afterschool traffic which usually I try to avoid.

All food still tastes not very interesting… In fact, I had two grape popsicles for dinner last night!   But Shepherd’s Pie, courtesy of Jeannie is on its way for my dinner tonite!   I especially like it when a little dessert is also brought along!!!  We shall see!

March 26, 2011

Drs. Appointment

Posted in Health, History, Life, Personal tagged , , , , at 12:29 am by pdxfirefly

I had a regularly scheduled doctors appointment yesterday.  My blood had been drawn earlier in the week and I usually get my lab results and my  CA 125 test results when I go to my appointment. 

This time was different because I am waiting for Grandbaby #2 to decide to arrive and I’ll be watching Grandbaby #1 when that time comes.  So I requested the results via phone a day earlier.  My doctor called with the results at 6:00 pm on Thursday night while I was out running a last-minute errand.  The message was blinking on my answering machine when I arrive home 5 minutes later.

I was not surprised at part of her message “Your Ca 125 result came back at 53.  We can visit about this at your appointment tomorrow.” No other explanation was needed. We both know that the normal range for a CA 125 is below 30 and my last 4 were in the 12 – 18 range, so a reading of 53 means that my CA 125 levels have started to climb once again. The rising CA 125 did not come as a surprise; in fact I would have been surprised if it WAS in the normal range. 

Why?  I am so very attuned to my body and I have been having some minor, but persistent symptoms.  For me the main one is Fatigue — if I have to get in bed and take a nap because I just can’t go on with normal daily activities, then I know that the cancer is rearing its ugly head again.  And I had several ‘time for a nap’ days recently.  The other one is a particular taste in my mouth that doesn’t go away.  Then there is the continuous minor sensations in my abdomen and the less persistent but  bothersome reflux. Another one is new constant leg pain.  Yes, who would have thought that leg pain is a symptom of a deadly gynecological cancer?! Well it is because the tumors can cause pressure on nerves which radiate down the leg to cause unexplained leg pain. 

At the appointment, my doctor discussed everything very thoroughly.  She is extremely thorough and makes sure that the patient understands her detailed explanations with diagrams and graphs.  Since I want to know as much as possible what is going on, what the possible prognosis might be, what options are, etc, I love her manner.  In fact, I realized yesterday that she & I actually have a sort of ‘short hand’ way of communication because after two years, we understand each other so well.  I feel very fortunate to have her as my Doctor and I trust her and her judgment and her expertise completely.

Here is what we have decided.  Since I am mildly symptomatic and able to function quite well on a daily basis, there is no need to rush to Chemo at this time.  There are many studies to support this and I totally agree.  After Grandbaby #2 arrives, and my Grandmotherly duties will be more flexible, I  will have a CT scan done.  I’ll probably have another CA 125 done at that time so we can see the trend of that test.  After we get that scan report, then we will meet and make some decisions.

The thing to remember about Chemotherapy is that there is a time and place for it.  Chemo is very hard on the body and starting Chemo too early in this instance just doesn’t make sense right now.  Yes, I feel a little sick all the time, but with Chemo, I will feel really bad and not be able to do many of the things that I can now still do.  It is a quality of life decision as well as a medically sound decision. I hope that explains it to you in a way that you can understand this decision a little better.

March 20, 2011

2 Year Cancerversary

Posted in Health, History, Life, Personal tagged , , , at 9:13 pm by pdxfirefly

Hooray for me!!!!  Today Sunday, March 20, 2011 is the two-year anniversary of my first Chemo.  I actually received my diagnosis on March 19, 2009, but didn’t get to the oncologist until 7:00 am, the next morning, so I really consider March 20th my cancerversary date!

People ask why I am ‘celebrating’ this day.  I am celebrating this day because two years ago, we were not sure how long I would live.  The average life expectancy for ovarian cancer is 25 months.

 I am rejoicing because I feel good, people tell me that I look good and I am far from the grave (that is unless God has different plans for me).   I figure that my worst case scenario is 1 year and I plan to far outlast that.  After all Beautiful Grandbaby Number 2 is on the way (might arrive this week!) and I plan to watch Grandbaby Number 1 walk into his first day of kindergarten 3 1/2 years from now.

I am so very optimistic.  I have had a great response to the standard chemo drugs and I have only had two of them.  There are about 20 more chemo drugs available and new strides are being made every  few months, certainly every year.  So the longer I can stay alive , the better my chance of living longer because of the new medical advancements that are being made!

Yes, my energy level is not what is once was and I now realize that it will never be.  I still get tired, but then, I am able to do a lot more than I was able to do that first 18 months.  I have completed most of my travels. Oh, there are still a few places calling to me… but currently I am resting up and not planning any new travels. 

So, Hooray for me!!! I am still alive….   I am happy, I am loved, I have fabulous friends and a beautiful family and a cute new doggie.  I am assured of my salvation, I know I’ll go straight to heaven when I die and I ask you, my dear readers, what could be better than that? Blessing to you all.

March 16, 2011

St. Patrick’s Day

Posted in community, Fun, History, Life, Portland tagged at 12:11 am by pdxfirefly

Ah, tomorrow morning is the day to say, “Top o’ the Morning to ye.”  I hope you all have a very Happy St. Patrick’s Day and enjoy the parade and the corned beef and cabbage and colcannon.

Here is the link to a colcannon  (mashed potatoes & cabbage) recipe: http://www.foodnetwork.com/recipes/tylers-ultimate/colcannon-recipe/index.html

Picture of Colcannon Recipe

March 8, 2011

Shrove Tuesday

Posted in community, History, Life tagged , , at 9:35 am by pdxfirefly

Today is Shrove Tuesday also known as Mardi Gras and is the day before Lent starts on Ash Wednesday.

Mardi Gras Masks by PDXFirefly Mardi Gras Masks by PDXFirefly

    Mardi Gras is French for Fat Tuesday and it is the day before the Lenten Season begins with Ash Wednesday.

March 5, 2011

March 5th – TWA Anniversary

Posted in History, Life, Personal, story tagged , , , , at 12:42 am by pdxfirefly

It was March 5th many years ago when I started my training classes for TWA.  TWA flew me from LAX to KCI on what would become my favorite airplane, the 727 Stretch. 

We took off over Marina Del Rey and I sat watching the glistening blue waves kiss the golden sands receding below me.  I still have that beautiful picture in my mind.  Hours later –  probably after a delicious meal – remember the airlines used to serve great food even in coach – all  included in the price of your ticket.   Hours later, we came in for our landing at the old Kansas City International Airport where the landing pattern takes you over the downtown skyscrapers and then the bridge spanning the Missouri River, just at the end of the runway.   

We were housed at the beautiful, new, state of the art Breech Training Academy in Overland Park, Kansas.   It is still there today and has been sold and used by many different companies over the years.   This facility was built just for the purpose of training Flight Attendants for Trans World Airlines.    Our accommodations were 2 to a suite with 2 well-lit desks, plenty of closet space and a generous private bath.  Ten of these suites opened onto a central area which was a sunken living room complete with a modified kitchen.  These 20 young women comprised one class.  The classes were arranged alphabetically according to last names.  Our class was notable at the Academy for its ethnic make-up .  I think we had the single most diverse class that was ever enrolled at Breech Academy.  There were 4 black women,  1 Egyptian, 1 Chinese, 2 Hispanics, 2 Catholics, 4 WASPs, 2 Jewish, 1 Japanese, 1 from Belgium, 1 German and 1 from Poland.  This diversity would not be unusual today, but ‘ahem’ number of years ago it was very unusual.  Remember that our classes were determined by last names only and the classes on either side of ours consisted mostly of ethnically similar, if not identical, young women.

Our classrooms were in another building within walking distance from the 4 multi-storied dormitory buildings.  These were also state of the art.  Each classroom was horseshoe-shaped with a semi-circular bank of 20 fixed chairs  with one long continuous horseshoe-shaped desk for the 20 chairs.  Each desk ’station’  had its own set of three buttons marked A, B, or C.  Theses buttons were used during the 6 weeks of training for in-classroom testing purposes.  At the front of the room was a projection room behind a black window which served as the screen for the slides and videos that were used in just about every single class of our training.  To the side of this screen was the teachers podium.  Her podium was electronically connected to the buttons at our desks.  She could put a  multiple choice question up on the screen and we would each push the button that indicated what we thought was the correct answer.  We would get immediate feedback as soon as we pushed a button at our desk .  If you got it correct, a little green light flashed, if incorrect, a little red light flashed.

We were served three meals a day in the huge cafeteria and we had an enormous swimming pool which was encased in a big white plastic  bubble so the pool could be used year around.   The pool was necessary because it was imperative that each flight attendant pass the water ditching test in order to graduate.  And that meant jumping off the end of the diving board into the pool and swimming over to the enormous life raft floating in the center of the pool.  Then you had to climb on board the raft with your life vest fully inflated while the people in the raft made the raft bounce around to simulate North Atlantic Ocean waves!

Out of our class of 20 women only 16 graduated.  Of that 16, I think that 10 of us went on to international training for another 2 weeks.  At that time one had to be proficient in a foreign language and I passed the test in Italian.

And so March 5th is the date that my career with TWA began.  It was a career that gave me incredible opportunities, much happiness, innumerable friendships, and was the fulfillment of my childhood dream.  And now in retirement, I am still reaping the benefits of all those years of service by being able to use my travel pass benefits.  Ah yes,  here is a toast to March 5th and all the memories it brings to this now weary traveler.

February 24, 2011

Doggie Diary I

Posted in Fun, History, Life, Personal, story tagged at 9:02 am by pdxfirefly

As you know, I have been looking for a little Bichon or Poodle mix puppy.  I say puppy, but I am really wanting an older dog… maybe around 3 – 8 years old.  I have just missed out on 3 dogs over the last month and so when I saw one online last Friday I made arrangements to go and see her on Sunday. 

Saturday night I cleaned the house one last time, got the new dog bed ready, got the doggie dishes out and set up in their own special spot in the kitchen, laid my clothes out for the next day and went to bed early so I could get up and go to early church before I went for the meet and greet scheduled for noon.  I cleared my Sunday afternoon schedule so I would have all afternoon getting acquainted with her.

Sunday morning, I got up early and checked my emails before church and there it was –the disappointing email.  The person could not meet with me that day.  Oh she gave what she thought was a good excuse, but it raised another red flag with me.  Yes, I had a couple of red flags go up during my previous contacts (phone & email) with her;  but I persevered because I wanted a little rescue doggie.

She told me in no  uncertain terms that if I wanted to see the dog, that I could drive over 2 hours to see her to Longview, Washington.  I took her up on this challenge and we made arrangements to meet the following day – last Monday.

Monday morning dawned bright and cold and beautiful and I was ready for the trek to another state!  I had asked a good friend who lives in Longview to meet me for the doggie meet and greet and he agreed.  I am so glad that he was there to give his input and just to listen to what I was trying to process.  Well, this dog was a mess.   She was covered in fleas, filthy dirty, had an infected breast, and growled at me!  The rabies tag said that she was a tan and black yorkie terrier, not the white bichon that the person had stated online and to me personally. Needless to say I did not take the dog and I was glad that I had paid attention to those red flags.  

My friend and I had a great visit over lunch and after lunch he insisted that we stop by the local Humane Society to look at the dogs there.  After looking at the dogs, we stopped by the front desk to ask about the rescue person that I had been in contact with .  As I said her name to the lady at the front desk, the Shelter Director stopped short in his conversation with someone else and turned toward us and came over to answer our inquiry about this private rescue person.  He took us over to his private desk where he told us an earful about the deplorable conditions at that private rescue where the dogs were kept.  Then he took us to the 2 private parts of the Humane Society where little dogs were kept!   No match, but a much better feeling about the way those dogs were cared for and treated. 

I bid my friend good-by and got in the car without a doggie, for the drive home.  As I mentioned the ride was beautiful and the friendship fun, so the day was not wasted at all.   But I was tired when I got home!

February 17, 2011

President Obama in Portland

Posted in community, History, Life, Portland tagged , , , , at 12:24 am by pdxfirefly

Air Force 1 will be ariving at the airbase near Portland International Airport about 10:00 am on Friday, Feb 18th, 2011.  President Obama will then helicopter across our fair city to the Intel plant in Hillsboro, Oregon.  Hillsboro has been called the Silicon Forest due to the large number of computer processing industries in the area.

January 28, 2011

Fog in the Valley of Memories

Posted in community, History, Life, Personal, Portland, story tagged , , , at 12:22 am by pdxfirefly

Here in Portland, we have had a rather mild winter compared to the rest of the country.  Yes, we did have some bitter cold during December, but with the lengthening of the days (so important at Northern latitudes – you in So Cal have no idea!) and the promise of a week of no rain, our Portlander spirits are rising!

And then what happens?  The wind stops blowing and all the moisture that has accumulated in the ground begins to move upward and evaporate. And then with the night-time cool down we have been  experiencing a LOT of fog the last several mornings.   Mind you, I am not complaining….  Daytime temps are in the 50′s and one almost doesn’t even need to wear a jacket when you go out.  Well, maybe a lightweight jacket, but not the necessary heavy coats of November & December!

I do not remember this type of fog occurring in the Midwest. Yet is is familiar to me and brings back memories of long ago.  When I look out my bank of windows, I am reminded of foggy mornings at my Southern California High School.  We wore uniforms.  A beautifully styled grey straight skirt with 4 kick pleats (2 in the front, 2 in the back) and the omnipresent white uniform blouse which was topped with a navy letterman sweater.  On especially cold mornings we would not even wear a coat, (it was southern California after all!) but would put another sweater under our uniform sweater for added warmth!  That way we still had the required ‘uniform’ look, but were still warm in the morning and would be able to shed the under sweater as the day warmed up.  And so those high school mornings are what I see when I look out my windows at the fog today.

PS:  I always thought adding one sweater under another was a really cool trick!  Or should I say a really ‘warm’ trick!  Tee Hee! 

Portland Firefly is in a great mood today!  For those who are wondering I am feeling well!

January 18, 2011

Love Letter Walls

Posted in History, Life, Personal, story tagged , , , , at 12:47 am by pdxfirefly

  I was just reading over some old love letters that I had written several years ago and I was amazed at the depth of passion that I had conveyed in them.  A depth of passion that I had even forgotten existed.

  Is it possible that I have been so hurt that the walls I have built have erased even the memory of the depth of passion I once felt?  I think that is exactly what has happened.  The pain that was inflicted on my sweet, tender, giving, loving soul and heart was so brutal and unexpected.  I built up such strong and massive and tall walls against the hurt of painful love that I am taken aback by the strength of those walls. 

   I am moved to tears.  I am moved to tears for the loss of love in my life.  I am moved to tears by the unfairness of it all.  I am moved to tears by the realization that years of protecting walls may have now become permanent and unmovable.  I am moved to tears by the loss of that beautiful, open, willing, trusting person I once was.  She is gone,  Perhaps she is gone forever. And for me, that is the saddest thing of all.  That sweet, loving, forever young woman is not to be seen with joy and love dancing in her heart.  

  Sometimes life seems so unfair.  The tears flow, the facade has cracked, but the walls stand secure and strong as ever.  Because that is only what allows this woman to carry on daily.

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