My love of travel and need to try something I’ve never done before often leads me into situations where I look a little less than coiffed. In fact, I may not even be wearing make up in some cases because it just wasn’t worth it. As some of you who read my blog on a regular basis may be aware, this year, I’ve semi-devoted to facing my fears. No one likes looking like they have a case of the uglies in a photo, but, if you are going to go on a RIB boat at 50-60 miles per hour, let’s face facts, it may not end up being your best hair day (see above for me with dark circles trying not to gag in this musty little number that you have to wear). I have to prove that I did it – so see me getting ready above.
Over the next few blogs, I’m going to regale you with tales of my most recent trip, where I conquered some more fears (the RIB boat included). Even though this is supposed to be all about Oz, I’m sure travel is very healthy for your piece of mind, so I’ll also be sharing some of my other favourite places with you and maybe give you a couple of tips of where to go in some of my favourite new and old cities. And yes, I’ll share even more FUGLY photos like the one below at sea on the RIB. I was terrified, but it ended up being so much fun – I can’t wait to do it again.
I wrote last year that I love travel because every day is different. That hasn’t changed. This time I realized, that outside of getting to the airport and packing, there really isn’t very much stress with travelling – very healthy and Oz approved, don’t you think? Tune in this week to find out more…
Dr. John Lawrence Schneiderman
March 24, 1933-June 10, 2015
I don’t think I’m going to get to speak at your funeral tomorrow, so I wanted to do a eulogy in my own way. In many ways, you were a stranger to me. You were one of the fears that I had to face this year. Seeing you so ill in February was so hard, but letting you know that I forgave you is bringing me peace right now. I know you didn’t agree that you needed forgiveness, you didn’t believe that you did anything wrong. I still needed to say it though. As with most things, we had to agree to disagree.
I am sorry Dad. I always felt that I was a disappointment to you. I was never Daddy’s little girl, but my Bobbie’s soul mate and my mother’s daughter. I wanted to look at you the way Mummy looked at her Dad – as a hero. I know that you looked at him the same way as well and I wish that your parents were as wonderful as Bobbie and Zaidie. I wanted to respect you and put you on a pedestal and maybe, I failed you in that way, and for that I am sorry. I did respect your intelligence and I did have compassion for your shortcomings. I did try to be the best daughter that I could.
I will try to remember some of the good things, Dad. Like the time when I was a little girl and I was afraid that Frankenstein was going to take me away. You and Mummy sat on my bed and explained to me that we had two big wooden doors that he would never be able to break into. I remember how we always had the most beautiful garden in Boulderwood because you had a green thumb. I remember how you loved to tell a dirty joke and you did it well. I’ll remember how you snuck surgical scrubs out of the hospital so that I’d have something to wear on career day. I’ll remember that you and I were the only two people in the house who loved Shakespeare and we’d trade quotes. I’ll remember how you taught me to play gin. I’ll remember how you took me to meet your 99 year old patient so that I could interview him for a school project and the pride that I felt when he told me about how you saved his life. I’ll remember how you let me give the pre-op orders over the phone once or twice…”Chest…ECG…BUN…Creatinine…Electrolytes…CBC and Sed Rate…Mogadan 10 HS…SS Enema HS…prep mid chest…” I still remember that to this day.
I’ll also remember the bad. I won’t dwell on it. I won’t be bitter because of it, but I’ll remember. Again, I’ll try to be compassionate. When we came to see you in February, I made the decision not to bring up the past to you. I knew that there was no point in arguing with a dying man. It was so sad for me to see you barely able to hold a paper cup of juice. Your once steady, surgeon’s hands shaking as you tried to sip it. It broke my heart to see your body covered with bruises caused by the blood thinners. You were defeated. Where Mummy can be so strong and fearless, you were always more timid. When Mummy gets sick, I look at her, and she still has a spark – you didn’t have that spark when I saw you. When I went to leave the room for a minute, and you said “Jill…Jill where are you going?” I was shocked because it was one of the few times in my life where I saw you vulnerable and where I thought you actually wanted me to stay.
I wish that you had been able to go and die with dignity in your own home surrounded by your own things instead of in a hospital room. I wish that you didn’t have to die alone without your children at your bedside. Dad, I wish that wherever you are, that you finally have peace and that you were able to forgive yourself. I hope that you know that I never hated you and that I’ll be OK Dad, we’ll all be OK.
I’ll never be an Axe Murderer. Lizzie Borden, I’m just not. I’m a lover, not a fighter for one thing and for another, my aim just plain isn’t good enough (and blood and guts are a little bit of a gross out for me). As part of my 2015 plan to try things that I’ve never tried before (very much Oz approved), I agreed to go with a bunch of women to Axe Throwing. Well, it was a great evening BUT, I certainly wasn’t a natural. As you can see from the position of my axe (I feel so macho saying that) – it did hit the board, but I only got a hole in one, bullseye or whatever you want to call the middle part of the board two times that night. Some people were just naturals at this slightly aggressive activity – I’m not saying that makes them psychotic, but there first step is admitting that you have a problem…right?
The day of the throwing of the axes made me have to face a very mild fear – or maybe just slight discomfort…fear works better because one of my last blogs was about an episode of Dr. Oz about dealing with life’s little scary moments…Everyone that I knew bailed on the evening, except for the organizer. There were going to be another 14 or 15 people that I had never met before. Even scarier, it was pouring torrential sheets of rain (I hate damp clothes). For a very fleeting moment, I considered cancelling, however, good manners and the fact that I like a challenge spurred me on. Of course I got to the restaurant before the organizer/one friend that I knew, so I plunked myself down, and chatted, remembering that I spend half of my working day meeting or talking to people that I’ve never met before. It was a great group of very welcoming people – once again, our Zombie Room Escape planning hostess had nailed another evening. It was so nice to not have to tell people about what was going on in my life and so nice to not have anyone complaining about this or that. Just a lot of fun, a lot of axes thrown and some even hit their target.
Trying new things or meeting new people can be stressful at the best of times, but being able to say that I did something that I’ve never tried before, and didn’t let the fear of unknown people or activity stop me from just showing up was the best part. If you ever have a chance to go throw some axes around – do it! If I can come home with every limb attached, so can you!
Image courtesy of CNN.com
So many people have asked my what I think of the latest Dr. Oz “scandal”. If you aren’t aware, a group of 10 prominent American physicians are calling for his resignation from his position as Vice Chair, Department of Surgery, Columbia University Medical Center.
From Yahoo.ca: “The doctors wrote to Columbia last week, challenging Oz’s position as a faculty member at the university’s college of physicians and surgeons and accusing him of “promoting quack treatments and cures in the interest of personal financial gain.” The letter honed in on what the doctors called Oz’s “baseless and relentless opposition to the genetic engineering of food crops.” Some of the letter-writers have ties to the genetically modified food industry.”
I know that some of you will consider me blinded by Dr. Oz’s celebrity, but I’m his side in this case. Dr. Oz, the physician has to be separated from Dr. Oz, the personality for one thing. For another, the accusing doctors aren’t going after Dr. Oz because of any great loyalty to the hippocratic oath. Rather, they have their own agenda – likely ties to special interest groups that support the genetic modification of food. If their intentions were pure – you have to support them for that reason alone. When these doctors talk about financial gain, they forget, that most people don’t work on a voluntary basis. Even the most noble professions get paid. Dr. Oz has likely done very well for himself financially, but I’m sure the people accusing him of doing things for financial gain would do the same if they were media friendly.
I also want to explain, hopefully, for the last time, what the Dr. Oz brand is. It’s a media conglomerate consisting of a TV show, a magazine, a website, plus interest in another site and a line of co-authored books. I work in media. I understand how TV, digital and print work. Here are some things to keep in mind:
- Dr. Oz doesn’t “own” his show – Harpo Productions does. He’s paid to host the show
- He also doesn’t “own” his magazine – he isn’t even the “Editor in Chief”. Hearst Magazines does
- The content for his show is booked and scheduled by segment producers – not by Dr. Oz himself
- There is a staff of writers and web producers that work on doctoroz.com
- He simply cannot check every story or every article on his show or in his self titled magazine. There just aren’t enough hours in the day
- His brand provides hundreds of jobs for people – just a little FYI
You have to know that any show that you watch on TV is created for two reasons – to generate an audience and by virtue of that, attract advertising dollars. It’s the same for print and your favourite websites. If Dr. Oz doesn’t attract viewers, readers and online users, his show is cancelled – it’s that simple. There are stories that are more sensational that are presented simply to attract viewers – it’s the truth. Every TV show does this including the news. I spoke to our News Producer one day, and he joked that our worst day is their best day. If you don’t approve of what Dr. Oz does, the simplest way to protest is by not watching or reading. I get that some of the information that he presents is hooey – that’s why I’ve written, time and time again, that you have to do your research before trying something that he recommends. Some of what he talks about though, is scientifically proven. I, for one, support anyone that gets us thinking about our own health. I promise that I’m not a super fan – just someone looking for some health information and inspiration. So don’t hate the Whiz-ard – hate the haters – and let’s stop blaming other people when all we are seeking is a quick fix. There is no such thing.
I admit it – I’m a clock watcher and always need to know the time. It’s productive during the day, so that I can get to meetings on time or meet people pretty close to the time we agreed on, but when you have insomnia, clock watching is just plain stressful. You think you are the only one awake, in the world, and it’s a very lonely place to be. I was reading an article in “Dr. Oz – The Good Life” and was a little disappointed. Not because the article wasn’t well written and totally useful, but the cover tease was “Turn Off Stress So You Can Sleep-Pill Free”. That is right up my alley – I hate taking sleeping pills, and not sleeping is a huge cause of stress. When I eagerly flipped to the article, it was all about women who can’t get back to sleep…not my issue at all. When I do have insomnia, it’s because I can’t fall asleep. If I fall asleep, and wake up in the middle of the night, I can always fall back into la-la land – after I check the clock of course.
When I first started blogging, in January 2014, my first topic was all about insomnia. In general, I do sleep better than I did a year ago. Here are a few things that I think have helped:
-Eating more nuts – for real – I still eat two brazil nuts a day for the selenium and I eat almonds and walnuts every day. Think I’m nuts? It seems to work
-I’ve learned, the hard way, that as soon as I get an inkling that I’m about to fall asleep on the couch, I have to get up and go to bed – immediately. If I fall asleep, for even 5 little minutes, my shut eye pattern is off, and I find it impossible to sleep
-A cool room helps – really, but freezing cold isn’t great. Once I’m that cold, no matter what I do, I can’t warm up
-Dr. Oz’s sleep experts say you shouldn’t check the time, but I have to, and it helps me fall back to sleep knowing that I still have a couple of hours that I can get in
-There are times, when I just can’t sleep, that I do get out of bed and walk around, watch TV or read, just to get out of my room
Here are some new recommendations from “Dr. Oz – The Good Life: Your Fall-Back-Asleep Prescription (page 108):
1. Do some belly-breathing – I know I’ll never do this on my own, but I am doing Deepak Chopra and Oprah Winfrey’s latest 21 Day Meditation Challenge, and I can always do one of the meditations to get in some deep breathing. I still can’t do the meditating part properly, but I do deep breathe when I listen to D-OPRAH’s latest
2. Get Out of Bed – see above
3. Note and release your worries – this is a great idea – I’ll try this one. Sometimes, I may have to type it into Outlook, so that I know that I have time set aside for the tasks, but I think knowing you have your “to-do’s” listed somewhere is comforting, at least to me
4. Take a mental stroll – you are supposed to visualize places that bring you peace – I’ll try it, not sure if I buy it, but it’s worth the effort
5. Listen to something calming – This works – I know you aren’t supposed to have iPads in your room, but I listen to podcasts and they put me to sleep and yes, I am admitting this here, Reality Steve’s (Bachelor Spoiler extraordinaire) Live Video Chats are a must listen an my own brand of Nytol – I fall asleep every Thursday listening to them. I don’t watch unless he is talking to his dog Maddie – which is cute and priceless. He’s never boring, but there is something soothing about the way he speaks. Whatever works right?
6. Call in the pros – AKA see your Dr.
Today was a pretty good day with a lot to be grateful for – I’m off this week from work, I got to see my niece and I got to speak to the Shoe (not her real name, but a really close friend). Not too bad – and no stress : )
Image courtesy of Harper Collins
I’m an avid reader – I even keep a book diary to record a list of all the books that I have read. I only started keeping it in 1991, but if I were to guess, I’ve probably read well over a thousand books. Why do I bring this up? I was thinking about meditation, which is really being able to tune things out, and listen to nothing, not even your inner voice. Well, it’s more than that, but that’s the gist for you newcomers to my deepness. As much as I can’t do this, and I get distracted, I was thinking, I do that sometimes, about how when I read a book I love, I am able to tune things out. Yes, I’m still listening to my inner voice, but it’s how I relax and de-stress which Dr. Oz and my home boy Deepak Chopra would both approve of.
I’m reading a book that I really like right now, “Wild”. It’s not the best book that I’ve ever read, but it’s very well written and definitely worthwhile. It’s the first book in a book club that we are starting at work and I definitely recommend it. It made me enjoy reading again and also made me think of the ten books that really affected me – here they are:
- Charlotte’s Web – my top favourite book ever! It’s the only book that I kept from my childhood. Ironic, since I’m terrified of spiders, but it has so many important messages…you may be scary outside, but you can be beautiful inside, unlikely twosomes can become the best of friends, true friendship can last a lifetime, no matter how short that lifetime is, and more. I always loved and identified with the underdog and this book, read to me in grade 2, was the start of all of this. Even my beloved, and deceased dog Rascal was the runt of the litter and I loved him as much as Fern loved Wilbur. I bawled my way through this book (driving my sisters crazy when I was a kid, reading it out loud over and over again) and bawled my way through the movie as an adult. If you haven’t read it, it’s never too late. My favourite line? “It is not often that someone comes along who is a true friend and a good writer. Charlotte was both. THE END.” Charlotte has always been my inspiration.
- The Last Lecture – this is a must read – there is simply no more inspiring, joyful book out there. Yes, Randy Pausch was dying when he gave his last lecture, but he still loved life.
- Memoirs of a Geisha – just beautifully written – it’s as simple as that.
- A Prayer for Owen Meaney – John Irving is a quirky writer who isn’t for everyone, but this story is amazing. So many things happen throughout the book, and you wonder why, but it all makes sense in the end. The book’s protagonist is also an underdog, and you know I love an underdog.
- Angela’s Ashes – so good! You’d think the poverty would depress you, but it’s written with humour and you can get lost in the story. I loved ‘Tis too!
- The Harry Potter Series – trying to pick a favourite is like trying to pick a favourite child – you may have one, but whose dumb enough to tell the world about it? It’s amazingly creative, shows that good does triumph over evil and the books become more sophisticated as the characters age – what’s not to love?
- Marley and Me – You may not agree with this one, but as a dog lover, I adored this book. Especially the part SPOILER ALERT when the author is getting ready to say goodbye to his beloved pet and he does what I did – strokes his dog in all of his favourite places to memorize how he feels (I did this to my dog when he was trying to sleep, and as always, he was patient with me).
- The Book of Negroes – this was a difficult read, but so well written that you feel like you were on the slave ship. It should be required reading in schools and for members of the Ku Klux Klan and other racists.
- The Book Thief – Classified as a Young Adult book, there is nothing about this book that meets that classification. It was also a difficult read, and you have to understand a little metaphor, but a very important book, at least in my opinion.
- Julie and Julia – I know, autobiographical fluff, but it’s one of the books that inspired me to start blogging.
Those are the books – the ones that I remember and had the most impact. I’m grateful to have read each and every one of them. I’d love to hear your favourites too so leave them here, or tweet them to me @JillSchnei!