The good news is my uterine biopsy came back negative.
The bad news is I’m chubby.
And if that’s all the bad news I can muster, then life is dang good.
Actually, there’s a little more good news: I found a truly incredible gynecological oncologist. If anyone in NorCal or nearby needs a referral, I’d be happy to pass on her name and number. Who would have thought that getting a biopsy could be such a positive experience?
Having seen scores of doctors now, I am grateful for those (like my primary, Dr. J; my surgeon, Dr. M; my radiologists, Dr. B and Dr. W ) who are smart, kind, funny.
In fact, I am just plain grateful, period.
Which brings me to this: Last Christmas, my friend Sam, my sister-in-law and I did a little experiment. We decided to not say or think negative thoughts about ourselves for one whole month. And the result was amazing. In the absence of all those negative thoughts, the space in my head was expansive. Not empty; just open for all kinds of new thinking. I found myself assuming others had only good intentions. I found myself feeling as extraordinarily protective of myself as I am with my kids. I found myself. My true self. Not the critic or the judge. And it was beyond healing.
I’m going to do this again in August. I figure August is a good month since we’re going to San Diego and I’ll have to put on a swimsuit (and i say that with a lot of self love). There’s no time like swimsuit time to practice loving-kindness.
Join me this August! I’d love to hear your experiences, techniques, thoughts on treating yourself with as much tenderness and respect as you treat your partner, children, friends, family and others.
You’ve got 7 days–one week–to think snarky comments about yourself.