Thursday, October 16, 2014

Cindy M. Hogan's Amazing New Book!

 The King's English!
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"Hotwire keeps you biting your nails while on the edge of your seat which makes for an overall exhilarating read!" Bookstalker Review

"Oh. My. Gosh. This book has it all. Romance. Danger. Christy. Action. Adventure.
Subterfuge."  Mybookaday review 

"It made me forget to breathe while I waited to read if everything would work out." 

What's all the fuss about?

Hotwire- clean YA suspense with a dash of romance.
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Division spy Christy Hadden can't wait for her latest assignment posing as a student at a prestigious New York City academy and car thief extraordinaire.

The best part of the mission is her attractive handler, Jeremy, and her new team. The worst part? The sociopath masquerading as the academy's most popular guy.

But soon she realizes the car thieves are much more than they seem. Her simple spying mission becomes more dangerous than anyone imagined. If the organization discovers her true identity, they won't hesitate to kill her, and if she fails, others will suffer the same fate.

Young Adults, teens and adults will love this exciting suspenseful adventure with a dash of romance. You won't want to put it down.

Want to know what Cindy M. Hogan is all about? 
Watch this short video and get to know her. 
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Enjoy!

Friday, October 10, 2014

So, It Has Come to This ...

As a quick reminder of the journey that is my life ...

I was malnourished growing up.  (http://tristipinkston.blogspot.com/2012/04/malnutrition-in-america.html)

I was born with several physical defects, including double scoliosis, a short leg, a tipped and rotated pelvis, and other stuff. (No blog link for that.)

I struggle with emotional eating, and gained until I reached 300 lbs. Then I lost 88 pounds.
(http://tristipinkston.blogspot.com/2011/10/tristis-weight-loss-journey.html)

Then I crashed into a semi. (http://tristipinkston.blogspot.com/2011/12/friday-nights-adventure.html)

Then I broke my foot. (Read about that in the first blog link.)

And then we had a problem. I was in a cast and couldn't cook from scratch for myself (standing on one foot that long is kinda dangerous), so my husband got me some frozen meals and I justified them. And I justified lots of other things, and the weight began to come back. (http://pushingpastthepounds.blogspot.com/2014/05/a-moment-of-total-transparency.html)

Are we all caught up now? Good? Okay.

Well, I recently moved, and between all the packing and cleaning and so forth, I've been working really hard. My hips have gone out a few times, but they've popped back in. Because I work at a computer, physical exertion doesn't happen a lot, so all this strain has been hard on my body. The house is only about 3/4 put together - a lot still to do.

A week and a half ago, I went to get out of bed, and my entire back screamed in agony. Flames licked up into my shoulders and down the backs of my thighs. My right hip was out, and had taken my lower back with it. I went to my doctor, who was able to do a lot but not all - the muscles were locked up and wouldn't release. He said we'd try again in a few days.

My back began to improve as I rested, and by yesterday morning, I thought we were good to go. But then last night, I was sitting in my chair and went to move slightly, and that awful pain zipped through my body again. My husband got me out of the chair and into my bed, where I stayed until he could get me in to the doctor again today. This time we did more diagnostics and tests and so forth, and the upshot is this - it appears that my body is trying to go crippled. He said lots of medical things that I don't remember because I was in so much pain (I'm sure my hubby remembers, but he's asleep). The poor condition of my skeletal system has finally reached its limits.

We have a treatment plan, including a lot of chiropractic, and I'm also going to be working hard to get my head right and lose the weight again, this time for the right reasons. Being in a wheelchair for the rest of my life is a real possibility if I don't let my body heal. In the meantime, I'm not allowed to do anything. I can't bend over, lift anything, cross my legs, sidestep, shimmy into a car, stand up wrong, sit down wrong, sit too long ... sounds exciting, huh?

Once this initial crisis is past, I will be doing gentle exercises. Those will be as I'm able. I am starting right away on getting the diet back under control. I can edit lying down, but I'm worried about getting my writing done. One thing at a time, one step at a time.

I'm telling you all this because I need accountability. Being immobilized is hard, and I hope we're out of this phase quickly. The weight loss ... Anyone who has ever lost weight can tell you that you've got to be totally in the game, and it's never just about food. Eating is our culture, both ethnically and in our families. It ties into our emotions and beliefs about ourselves. There's codependency and memories of unhappy times and survival issues. All this is wrapped up in my struggle.

So this is where I am right now. I'm back in the wheelchair for a short amount of time. Working to get my head right. Working to realize that I am worth any effort I put into me.

I'll be tracking my progress at www.pushingpastthepounds.blogspot.com. Join me there if you're interested.

Sunday, September 28, 2014

Deep Thoughts On a Rainy Sunday Morning

Do you have the exact same relationship with everyone in your life?

Of course not.

You wouldn't greet your mailman with a kiss and a, "Hi, honey! Dinner's on the table." (Or maybe you would. I don't know. But I don't greet mine that way. I'd probably scare the poor fellow to death.)

You know you have different relationships with your friends. There's that one friend you call when you want to go see the latest movie. The other friend you call when you need a shoulder to cry on. Sometimes they're one and the same, but you've experienced it - sometimes there's a certain person you want to talk to because you know they'll "get" you when no one else will. No offense to your other friends, but they aren't on that same wavelength. 


You'll relate with each of your children differently because they're different people. I obviously interact with my eighteen-year-old daughter differently than I do my three sons because she's older and she's the only girl. I don't take my boys bra shopping. We don't have long talks about "girl stuff." And of course I do things with the boys that I don't do with her. I love them all equally, but my relationships with them are not all the same. They're separate, unique, and individual.

Today I've been thinking about the relationships we develop with our Savior. We have a tendency to compare ourselves to those around us. We wonder why our relationship with Christ isn't the same as the relationship our next-door neighbor has with Him, and we feel as though we're somehow lacking because it's different.

And yet, just as we don't have the exact same relationship with everyone in our lives, the Savior doesn't have the exact same relationship with each of us. He sees us as individuals. He thinks about each and every one of us as a separate, unique person, and so He relates to us as separate, unique people.

Our task, then, is not to seek out a relationship with the Savior that's just like our neighbor's or our sister's or our friend's, but to strengthen the relationship that we, as an individual, have with Him. To learn more about Him and how to interact with Him on a one-on-one basis, to make that relationship more and more important to us every day. And then our next task is not to compare. Your interaction with the Savior, your very personal, custom-made for you relationship, is a precious gift, one you can build on and refine, and you shouldn't feel as though Betty Jo's is somehow better. It's not better because it's not yours.

I am deeply grateful to know that our Savior doesn't view us all in a lump. Instead, He looks at us one at a time as separate beings and takes the time to think about our needs and our goals and dreams and aspirations. I'm so grateful to know that I can study and pray and attend the temple and come to know Him more and more each day, and that someday, I can come to know Him just as well as He knows me. And I'm also grateful to know that it's my journey. It's not a race. I'm not trying to reach that level faster than my friend or my neighbor.

Our Savior, Jesus Christ, does live, and He does love us. His Atonement makes possible everything we do. And I'm so honored and blessed and proud to call Him my brother and my friend.

Friday, September 26, 2014

The Flax Seed Formula

This is it ... the blog people have been asking me to write for years and that I just now got around to posting!

This blog post isn't intended to diagnose a condition or tell y'all what to do. I'm just sharing my experiences, and maybe they'll be helpful to you. If nothing else, maybe they'll be mildly entertaining.

When I was seventeen, I developed carpal tunnel. I didn't have a job or a driver's license yet, so I spent a lot of time at home crocheting, typing, and doing other things that are essentially really bad for your hands (repetitive movement). I'd go to bed at night with braces on my wrists and Mineral Ice slathered up to nearly my elbows, and some nights I couldn't sleep at all because the pain was so bad.


A co-worker of my dad's had just gotten surgery for her carpal tunnel, and he took me over to meet her. She explained the procedure, and I decided I'd have to go that route as well. It was to the point where I couldn't use my hands much at all anymore, and sometimes the pain was enough to make me cry.

Well, around in this same period of time, I met up with a homeopathic doctor (I forget why I was going to him in the first place. Oh! Chronic ear infections. That's why. Carry on.) and I mentioned to him that I was going to have surgery for carpal tunnel. He asked me to hold off for just a bit and told me to take vitamin B complex. He said that would nourish my wrists and allow them to rebuild. I wasn't totally excited about having the surgery anyway, so I was more than happy to put it off (I hadn't seen a surgeon yet, so it wasn't a big deal to delay).

The B complex vitamins took enough of an edge off the pain after a few weeks that I decided not to have surgery after all. I got a job and was able to do my tasks without difficulty, but I still had to watch how much typing I did, etc. I carried on this way for about a year.

Then an awesome thing happened.

I met Matt Pinkston.



Isn't he cute?

But I digress.

We started dating, and I mentioned one day that I take B complex for my carpal tunnel. He said something that literally changed my life. He told me to add flax seed oil to what I was already taking.

(Cue angelic bursts of song.)

I picked up some flax seed oil and started taking it, and that combination absolutely cleared up my carpal tunnel. As in, I don't have it anymore.

And I was so grateful, I decided to marry the man.

He and I have done some research to figure out why this works. Here's what we discovered.

Like my doctor told me, B complex nourishes the wrists. The flax seed oil goes in and lubricates them and strips out the uric acid, which builds up with repetitive motion. So basically, it's a one-two-three punch. You strip out the build-up, lubricate the joint, and then nourish it. I've found that it works for my other joints as well.

Over the years, I've shared this secret with everyone who tells me they're suffering from carpal tunnel. Some look at me like I'm crazy. Others want to know if I've invested in the flax seed oil industry and have something to gain by making this recommendation (I haven't invested, but I really should). Many aren't interested in trying a natural remedy. But those who have tried it and given it a sincere go have found relief of their symptoms. For some, it hasn't been complete relief, but it's been enough to take the edge off their pain and make life more manageable for them.

Now again, I'm not trying to tell you what to do. I'm just telling you what worked for me and for many of my friends, and you can decide for yourself if you'd like to give it a go. At the worst, you've cleaned out some cholesterol and reduced your stress levels (other benefits of flax seed oil and B complex). At the best, you've helped yourself with a debilitating condition. You've really got very little to lose here.

If you'd like to give it a try, head on down to Walmart or other place that sells stuff and pick up a bottle of flax seed capsules and another of B complex vitamins. Then take, for the first week:

Six flax seed capsules and three B complex per day, spread out throughout the day

For the second week, take:

Four flax seed capsules and two B complex per day, spread out throughout the day

And then after that, every day take:

Two flax seed capsules and one B complex per day

You will know after a few weeks if it's going to help you out, and your expenditure will be about twenty bucks to give it a try. That's it.

 Today, I can type for hours and hours without a single twinge. At a recent writers' retreat, I wrote nearly 25,000 words in two and a half days, and my hands/wrists didn't bother me at all. My sitter-downer gives out long before my wrists do. And I'm to the point where I don't even need the two flax every day - now I take it about once a week.

This is just my story about how I was on the brink of surgery and was able to avoid it and also improve my overall quality of life. It's not for everyone, and I understand that. But it might help for some. If you have any questions, please let me know. And have a great weekend.  :)
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