I have been taking it daily for the last 5 years after my diagnoses of breast lobular carcinoma in situ and atypical ductal hyperplasia. For the background you can go to The Prevention of Breast Cancer and It’s a Beautiful Day It took a bit to decide that tamoxifen was the right choice. And finally on April 25, 2011 I took my first one. I have been through 2 needle biopsies, bilateral lumpectomies, 5 breast MRIs, 2 breast ultrasounds and 6 mammograms. I believe the worst moment of my life so far was crying in the hallway outside the waiting room bathrooms of the surgery center with needles coming out of my breasts covered with paper cups and a patient gown. I am SO thankful my husband and my father were there to support me. But now I get to celebrate. I get to celebrate being done with 5 years of little white pills, having the same breast cancer risk now as the average American woman (which is still too high) and not having to have yearly MRIs. So how would you suggest I celebrate this? I am thinking pink champagne. But all us adult females still need to do our breast self exams and get our mammograms as well as remember those still fighting the fight and those who lost it.
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So yesterday we butchered the 5 roosters. Tom chopped their heads off, which he does not enjoy doing. It was interesting that immediately after he did this, the vultures started to fly overhead. They did not land though since we were standing right there.
I scalded and plucked them. Tom showed me how to gut, deneck and unfoot them and ended up helping me do two more while I did two. We used the torch to singe the hairs off, and I rinsed them and put 4 of them in bags into the freezer. Here they are after plucking and before gutting.
I then made us a nice chicken dinner. This was a lot of work, but we will get about 20 meals out of them. We made it as humane as we could, and our barnyard will be much happier now. I wonder how many of my ancestors did these same tasks. A lot of them, I am guessing.
In other cuter news, I came up with names for our little pigs. They are Larry (the male who is almost all red in front), Curly (with the tail that curls the opposite direction and has the most white) and Moe. Here they are:
And here they are meeting Hodor.
We have quite a few Great Blue Herons around here (we call them GBHs). We see them on our fence posts or flying awkwardly out of our ditches. They like to eat our frogs. But today doing the animal chores I noticed the size of their footprints compared to my boot print in the mud. They are impressively big.
Today was goat maintenance day. So we enticed each of our 16 goats onto our large wire spool. I trimmed and treated their hooves and checked their body condition, coat and conjunctival color. Tom gave them each a copper capsule and wormer. Here is the last (and least cooperative) goat Mavis getting her spa treatment.
Finally we drove to Birdsview and picked up there little pigs from John and Teresa Jonasson. They are Hereford pigs, and they are awfully cute. We placed them in their pen, and they immediately started to root up the ground. We have two females and one male. We have not decided on names yet.