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YOGA AND MY PANCREAS UPDATE...

On September 2 at O.S.U. Medical Center  I'll be having an endoscopic ultrasound probe of the pancreas. This will result in photos of the pancreas and it's current condition - which was great two years ago during same procedure. I have a feeling I'm suffering from some nerve damage done when the Spinchter of Oddi in the pancreas was cut on 6+ years ago.

Procedure sounds not so fun but I'll be asleep and won't care.

The doctor at this point is planning to do a nerve block on a cluster of nerves in the pancreas - I thought he said they were called the Celiac nerves.

Not positive.

I'm trying to retain only enough knowledge to get by.

I'm tired of doing research and have decided to leave this to the experts.

I've quit worrying and that's helped. LOTS.

Today I did yoga for the first time in months. Other than being a stiff old broad, I did fine.

So my plan is to do yoga every day as long as I can. It's fun and I love the Rodney Yee tape. We work well together!!!

Thanks to all of YOU who have made my days brighter with great comments and suggestions.

I am on the road back.

Blessings, Barb
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  1. Pam Andrews HansonAugust 26, 2011 at 10:01 AM

    Yay on the Yoga...Pilates was my lifesaver during the spring! Can't wait til I can get back to it! And so glad you are on the road to answers!!
    Hugs and prayers!

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  2. Anne GallagherAugust 26, 2011 at 10:34 AM

    I'm so glad you're feeling much better.

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  3. PatAugust 26, 2011 at 4:04 PM

    Keep up with the yoga - It should do your body and mind wonders! I will pray that all goes well for you on the 2nd!

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  4. Susan Flett SwiderskiAugust 26, 2011 at 8:39 PM

    The yoga sounds like a positive step for you. Here's to wishing you a greater sense of peace and well-being.

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  5. yayaAugust 26, 2011 at 10:44 PM

    Good luck with your procedure and I think doing Yoga is a wonderful idea..I need to start doing it again!

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  6. Sally WesselyAugust 27, 2011 at 12:03 AM

    I agree with the others. Yoga is such a great activity because one must think only of yoga when doing it right. Pilates is the same way.

    Your plan of not researching and doing yoga sounds like a good one.

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  7. SandiAugust 27, 2011 at 12:12 AM

    It's such a simple thing, (it would seem) to just let go of the worrying and concern about what might happen. I agree, leave it to the experts. Yoga seems like a good idea for you. Bet wishes for a safe procedure and positive results!

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  8. janisAugust 27, 2011 at 9:52 AM

    Barbie Doll!
    The Yoga is the best! I am looking forward to restarting with my instructor soon. I miss it so but working evenings I miss her classes. But I get to start her Saturday morning classes & totally excited. I feel so good...inside & out after yoga. Blessed to find a truly gifted instructor whom I love!
    Prayers continue as you are on this crazy medical journey...try to find some positive energy to hang on to and help you regain some strength. Don't let the worrying eat & consume you. Breathe Barbara...just breathe♥
    Loving Prayers xoxo

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  9. T. Powell ColtrinAugust 28, 2011 at 6:43 PM

    I didn't know. I will be praying until you feel all is well. When you are going through the procedure, stop to feel the prayers of your friends and family. It's amazing what prayer will do.

    Teresa

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