Cancer Survivor, writing about Health and Fitness as you age

So my husband and I had gone to a movie on Friday evening and came back home to find this note on our bedroom door: Yes, they did say they were coming to wake us up at 6:00 AM, and yes, they were bringing guns. Needless to say, we felt it incumbent upon us to assert our parental dominance by being ready for them. My husband got the nerf guns ready - these are the fully automatic ones with ammunition clips. We each had one and laid it out by the side of the bed, ready for the morning. Needless to say, we went to sleep with smiles on our faces, in anticipation of the morning's delights. Since my boys are not really able to be ninja-like, no matter how much they may think they are being quiet, we were up and had the guns ready when they opened our door. And we let them have it. It's moments like these that keep me young and makes me think that maybe we are not doing too badly in the parenting department.

Well, I know I am one week late with this post, but I was enjoying my Mother's Day and remembering my own mother. Anthurium lilies were her favourite plants, so it was hardly surprising I picked up a plant on my last trip to the grocery store. Mother's day was on my mind. If my mom was alive, I wonder what she would think of her grandsons? I imagine she would not be able to stop hugging and kissing Liam who is at that very sweet age - interactive, but not giving any backchat, loving and still wanting hugs and kisses. She would sit with him and look at his art work and praise him. And tell him he is not eating enough. With Lucas, I can just picture her reflecting on how much he is like or unlike my brother. She would say how tall he is growing and how much he is getting big. And she would ask questions about his homework and smile and nod even if she wouldn't understand half of what he was telling her. She would probably scold him for being too rough with Liam, as

Every now and again, I get caught up in life and don't get around to updating my blog, but mostly my life is so boring I haven't had any recent stories to post out! I thought I'd just give a quick update on my most recent reconstruction shenanigans. I present exhibit 1 - the medical charge. This is for a 1-hour surgery that was done with local anaesthesia, that is, no general and no "light" twilight zone drugs either. Sooo I've blogged before about medical costs here , but it was shocking even to me, that the hospital would charge my insurance $9,000 for a 1-hour procedure. This excludes the doctors fees. All I can say is, pray you don't get sick without insurance or have to go to the hospital, even for an hour apparently. Which brings me to my dad's recent visit. My dad stayed with us from November to April. We have no health insurance for him and he was 84 and turned 85. Any number of things could have gone haywire at any time and bankrupte