Fat Transfer or Cool Sculpting

I saw this talk on TV about fat transfer and cool sculpting. It made me curious.

My first thought was, if I’m taking fat outta my body; why would I want to put it back in? I guess you can add to parts where you want more fat. Not really sure on the process or anything. Had to go to Pintrest for some clarification. LOL

But as I watched the TV information, it just created more questions for me. I guess that’s why one must go in for a consultation so they can answer whatever questions one might have.  As I asked myself questions, of course I just came up with more questions which is not important cause I’m not having it done so its a mute point really. But you know inquiring minds like to know and all.

So the way I understand it; they suck fat out of you and then do whatever they do, then inject it back in to where you need the fat. Like they may take it outta your ass or hips or thighs where ever, then inject it back into you boobs because you want bigger boobs.

Which kind of make sense BUT I’m thinking, wouldn’t the fat migrate back to where it came from? Do fat cells have a memory? You know what I mean?  Just a thought. For me I’m thinking if anything can go wrong, it would be with me. LOL So say I get bigger boobs from this procedure, will it last forever or will the fat tissue deflate? Perhaps forever perky hahaha fat chance right?

The info says its nonsurgical and no downtown; well hell do my whole body then! Or from the neck down anyway. LOL Oh wait this is not in my budget. I need to buy groceries. 😀 Most of my body needs this procedure, where to start?

Wow I can get fat melted away? I suppose for a price most things are possible these days. In regards to the laser melting fat procedure its relatively new field, so this is the first generation of these procedures. What’s gonna happen 20 years after, will it produce more fat, will it degenerate. I’m gonna wait another decade to see if there’s any drawbacks. I’m thinking at least it shouldn’t be making you depress or think suicidal thoughts, you know like the prescription drugs they advertise. You won’t be smoking anymore but you might wanna kill yourself now that you’ve rid yourself of a bad habit.

I think I would need the full body treatment and that’s pretty cost prohibited right now. Perhaps 10 years from now but by then what would be the point? My luck is I’d get all fixed up and walk out on the street and get run over by a truck or bus. Talk about waste of money. LOL

Amazing how all this works I wonder how many injections it would take to remove an inner tubes worth of fat? That’s 360 degrees of fat. I saw  a picture of before & after  of hands that had been injected with the fat. No more road map of veins. This made me look at my own hands and ask myself? Do I need fat injected into my hands?  No. Even though there are road maps of veins and a  scar from a bad IV that looks like an aging spot. Yes I’m sure I don’t want fat shot into me after its been taken out of me.

(pictures are from Pinterest)

 

Be Blessed (\O/)

Malama pono

 

Waimea Falls 2011

Just a few from 2011 – Waimea Falls. Its really really nice when its quiet & peaceful. NOT so much when there are people screaming  and yelling. I know I sound like an ole meanie….. there is peace and power in mother nature.  I find the screaming and yelling a distraction.

True story: So I get to the waterfall and there are a few people in the water having fun. As  I take p ictures of the falls, more and more people are arriving and getting in the water. There is a lifeguard station with 2 lifeguards.  I stand by one of the lifeguards and ask: “BRUH, you can blow yo’whistle an’tell a-body get outta da watah so I can take pic-cha witout dem.”  The 2 lifeguards start cracking up and Bruh shakes his head yes as he tells me: “NT no can.” We were all cracking up.

I rememba cutting out from school and going to da watahfall, way way back in the day when it was a trail. Nobody screamed  and yelled when they go in watah. We did a lot of laughing and cracking up doe. LOL

The paved paradise dey wen put up one parking lot.    🙂

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See, don’t those yellow markers mess up the aesthetics of nature.

It was beautiful day at home. When  I’m home everyday there is  a beautiful day, rain, shine or storm. I’m home, I am grateful for just waking up and being able to experience the life of it all. Just another day in Hawaii Nei.

I’m surprised I didn’t get any humans in the pictures. I know now that next time I go, I need to walk straight to the waterfall and take pictures, there would be way less humans around. LOL

The creek that the waterfall feeds. Its a crik ain’t it?

PAU

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Ma ke aloha, until I post again, bumbye.

From Beautiful Downtown Pine Ridge, SD

Trying to do this Fromm iPhone.
Let’s see if if I can do this without going blind ….
Let’s see if I can post pics first.

Ok did one pic, having issues adding another. Need to quit while I’m ahead. 🙂

See more pics on Instagram:
Gotpoi4me

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Ma ke aloha ~ until I write again, bumbye.

Destination: Pine Ridge, SD

Not your everyday Vaycay destination, but no less my destination.

I will be flying out to Rapid City, via Allegiant Air. I’ve never flown that airlines before. Virgin trip. Looking forward to it, haven’t flown in a long while.

We drove through Pine Ridge in October 2013. We didn’t stop or nothing, just cruise thru. So this time I’m actually checking it out. What’s to checkout you ask? Or I ask. LOL Just real life. Just another Rez town, home of the Oglala Lakota Nation. Like the movie, Dances With Wolves or Thunder Heart. Yes, I am headed to the Stronghold.

I find it weird that this Tita has lived on 3 different Indian Reservations; Navajo, San Carlos Apache and Southern Ute. I’ve lived on the Rez longer then some Indians. LOL What’s even funnier is that I blend in. Except people from small Rez towns know if you belong there or not, because everybody knows everybody, for real. But someone who is not from there would not know if I belong there or not. I think. They just see another brown person, must be an Indian or could be a Mexican. Except on the reservation I am way less Mexican then in the city. I am Indian by injection. LOL My kids hate that joke especially since they are the products of it. 😀

Oh I just remembered; I must take Bessie! Photo shoot in the Badlands. That should be interesting.

Reservations are 3rd world countries really, a sovereign nation within a nation. Why peoples/governments send aid to foreign 3rd world countries but not the native reservations, is a good question. I suppose its a cultural thing. Don’t know. I do know a lot of people think everybody in America has running water, electricity, and internet connections/wi-fi. So not true. I mean its not just the Rez either, there’s Appalachia & other parts way out in the boonies some where out there in in the USofA yeah. Some of that is by choice. If so then more power to them, because they will survive when people like me don’t know what the hell to do when there is no electricity & internet connections. But I digress…

Which reminds me don’t know if I’ll have a signal or not. Probably will. I know there’s a coffee shop with Wi-Fi. I saw it on TV. LOL That’s assuming it is still open.

Anyway, how many people do you know go to the Reservation for a vacation? I actually know a lot, but that’s cause I know a lot of Indians. 🙂

Will report soon, from beautiful downtown Pine Ridge. If I don’t do it soon, I’ll do it when I get back.

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Ma ke aloha ~ until I write again, bumbye.

Talk Pidgin To Me

I noticed wen a non-Pidgin speaker asks me to speak to them in Pidgin, I always ask back; wotchu like me say? And they will answer me. So dey no recognize dat awreddy dey undstand wot dey tink dey dorono. LOL

I’m always amazed when people say, I want to learn Pidgin. Because to me learning IT is bascially listening to it and making your own cutshort  too yeah.

My kids always told me, ‘MOM its shortcut, not cutshort.” AND I always tell dem, EH you undastand wot I said why gotta changem’ – no ack like you dorono wot I said, I know you know.” LOL

Although my kids are mainland raised, I’ve always spoke pidgin to them because I no had nobody else to Pidgin out wit fo’da most part. Besides to me its fasta to say, “you going get lickens” instead of “if you don’t listen you will be disciplined.” By the time I finish saying all that they be doing something else awreddy. Its way fasta to juss yell EH! & trow da slippa at dem.  LOL My kids developed quickness by ducking flying slippahs & shoes. So see there was/is positive consequences from this exercise. LOL

One Local person told me, “Oh you speak Plantation Pidgin.” I was like – I do? Oh okay I guess I do. I was raised plantation days. Grew up in Fernandez Village/Ewa Plantaiton. Moved to Waipahu 7th grad, another plantation town. Hung out with da Kunia kids – pineapple plantation. LOL Thats way way back in da day yeah. A’ole plantations now.

I neva notice dat my Pidgin was different because for the most part its about undastanding moe den speaking right ? 🙂 I knew that my Pidgin was VERY Pidgin because I am the kid that got made fun of for not being able to pronounce the world “film”.  I could only say “fill-um”. I was an adult before I figured it out.

I neva use to think I had an accent or anything. Then fast forward to total immersion in the mainland and oh yeah no huh, I sound different. Then when I moved to Oklahoma, oh hell – nobody could hardly undastand me kinda. LOL One of DH’s friends told me “you sound like one of those old Indian people who cant  speak English too good”. Well DUH, isn’t that wot Pidgin is – people from all different cultures/languages melted together creating an “English” that us all undastand. Kinda sorta yeah.

I’ve always wondered why people in Oklahoma could not understand me. It was just a matter of accents. I had a hard time understanding them too. So then I started imitating the Okie accent. And dang it don’t you know,  people  started to understand me. LOL how hard was that – I knew that THEY would not adjust to me – SO I adjusted to THEM.

So my thought is – when people hear Pidgin at home (Hawaii) why dey gotta ack all da kine, high muckamucka. I’ve heard people say that only a “certain class” of people speak pidgin. Well think about it, once upon a time in Hawaii there was the “haves” – dominate society AND the “have none” everybody else. The everybody else was comprised of all the different ethnicities, that had their own language. These different ethnicities learned to share and communicate. This was a survival skill, and an inherent knowledge of knowing to treat others as they would like to be treated.

Get locals who don’t speak Pidgin but they undastand and respectfully so, it doesn’t matter that they DON’T speak Pidgin, it matters that we all communicate and get along la dat.

SO why PEOPLE have this idea that “only low class people” talk la dat, is an attitude they learned from Dominate Society. Treating people like less because of the way talk or don’t talk, come on now; are you British or something. LOL The Brits  “classify” people by their accents, and  yet even those with the “right” accent but different color skin get treated or looked upon – diffently.

The bottom line is – Pidgin was created by our kupunas (elders/ancestors) as a means of communications. It created a  common evolving language for an ethnically diverse community. Pidgin English is what makes Hawaii, Hawaii. The lesson of Pidgin English is the gift of communication. This is the legacy of our kupuna. To think of Pidgin English as anything less, is totally disrespectful to them.

When I lived in Carson City, NV I met a guy from Big Island  who told me,”I don’t speak pidgin anymore.” I told him “no ack Bruh, you still undastand doe right – tawkstory wit me going come back no sked.”  Us just bussass laughing. Laughter is a big part of Pidgin, especially on da mainland yeah.

Pidgin is my first language and I’ve always embraced it. Even when getting scolding for not speaking Standard  English in elementary school. I now know why school was la dat, but dey neva say why, dey juss said “don’t speak pidgin.” What happens wen you tell somebody NOT to do something? Yes, dats wot dey going do. At the time I didn’t get it. As an adult – I do. Now as an “adult” I understand  – its about ones audience. LOL

Standard & Pidgin English is about communication. I think Hawaii County Mayor is a great example. Buggah funny yeah. Always can!

I always stay in Pidgin Mode. LOL

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Ma ke aloha ~ until I write again, bumbye.

Alternative Medicine

I’ve always been a believer in “alternative medicine” – acupuncture, traditional medicine man/woman, what have you.

Whose to say if they are wrong or right? The same with Western medicine. What work for some, may not work for others. The human variable is hard to define or may not be define-able. I’ve experienced that every workplace has a resident hypochondriac, one person is always way sicker then everybody else. Maybe they are – but sometimes you know there are these faker sickos who just want your time and attention, or perhaps that’s all they know to get attention and if you think you are sick, then you are. LOL

Some peoples can think up symptoms and wahlah they have it. So couldn’t it be the other way around too, people who really do have illness/Dis-ease to think other wise and presto change-o, pau.  Life should be that simple right. Doctors would be outta work.

In a sense I think like that. I think speaking of my Dis-ease gives it more power.  I’ve heard a lot of people throw out the C-card. LOL I probably have too, plausible deniability. 😀 Then again maybe I am in denial. Queen of Denial.

Why did I think of that song – ain’t been C&W dancin’ in a long whiles maybe. OMgawd I crack myself up. But I digress ……..

When I was first diagnosed, I did a year of acupuncture. It was out of pocket because insurance does not cover it. The same with chiropractors; I did a year of that also a year or two after acupuncture. I think it helped my state of mind. My mind does need a lot of help right. It did not hurt. It gave me time to pause to think & know my body. I know it doesn’t look like its helped physically but mentally I’ve been adjusted. LOL

I listen to subliminal tape/CDs/apps whateva? LOL Free apps. Well the one free app on my iphone is Cancer Fighter. I put on my earbuds, listen & pass out. No clue what it says after all the breathing part. But I know from experience that the relaxtion/breathing parts really helps when I have to hangout at the hospital or get thrown into a scanning machine. I think the best one I’ve litened to is Healing Cancer from Within, by Dr Rossman. There’s the book & there’s the CDs. I think the CDs are outta print. I had the book first then I found out there was CDs. I like listen to the CDs part better, ok maybe it the passing out part I like. But I sleep real good and good sleep is healing. [Mahalo Lurkah for being & getting me a backup]

If you believe that healing or sex; just had to throw that in, begins in the mind then listening to CDs are great. Not for sex though. LOL Like I said I crack myself up…..

Maybe be I go look for a Rumpologist now; try look:

Which Dr would you let read your okole? No brainer fo’da wahines.

Read my ass.

Poot. 😀

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Ma ke aloha ~ until I write again, bumbye.

Bessie of AlohaWorld.com @ BMDACC

Its been a while since I took pictures of Bessie so I decided to take her with me to my appointment at Banner MD Anderson Cancer Center (BMDACC). I had been there last week so I saw all the different possibilities of a photo shoot. I enjoy taking pictures of inanimate things, stuff, still life or whatever you want to call it.

This is in the waiting room. They have tables & comfy seating and boxes of different puzzles you can do. Lots of family and/or caregivers waiting, may as well do something constructive for your brains.

This is on the second floor. So out the window you can see below the Healing Garden or is it the Healing Courtyard, something Healing….

The following pictures are taken outside in the Healing Courtyard/Garden…

 

Bessie – On the Rock(s)

 

In the foliage…..

 

I was trying to find the spider…. Photo op with a spider, but I didn’t see it. Only saw its web.

Can you tell its hot? It was 11:30ish a.m. and about 104 degrees. Ok maybe 102, hot but nice. It gets really uncomfortable at 110 degrees I think. LOL How people lived in these  parts with no A/C is a wonder. Watching old cowboy movies you know it must of smelled something fierce, because bathing and plumbing was not readily available.

This is Bessie on one of the water features. There are three of them lined in a row, the sound of the splashing is very refreshing. You can stick your feet or hands in the water and cool yourself off. 😀

You cant really tell but the very left hand side is water. Note to self take more water pictures next time. I need to go there for a pre-op visit on August 1st, I’ll try to remember to do another photo shoot. I’m doing all the pre-op stuff on Friday. Then Monday, August 4, 2014 7:30 am – I go under, hala! LOL Its me, so I can make any kind. Me & the Dr was trying to get our scheduling done and I was telling her about the family travels I have scheduled. The she said she was going vacation too. So I said we should do it after she comes back from vacation, then she’ll be all Zen-ed out and relaxed.  She started laughing and said, “Right.” Then I said and don’t forget to add  a vacation day to your vacation,  because you always need a vacation from your vacation, you know laundry day. She was like that is true. OH yeah and don’t forget to look for a light sabor. She was just shaking her head.  The nurse was looking at me all confused but the Doc knew what I was talking about. I looked at the nurse, you know a light sabor as in Star Wars, so she can just wave a sword instead of a scalpel. He was like, “all righty then.” LOL

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Ma ke aloha ~ until I write again, bumbye.

 

 

PETscan

Had my PET scan this morning, first one in first one out? LOL I always schedule the earliest possible because then I’m not waiting around. Scheduling does go long usually, rarely is it exact right. Even if I have to wait, I know I’m waiting for people to get to work first. LOL

PET = Positron Emission Tomography. I had forgotten I knew that. I kept thinking of a regular pet. You know that cartoon or joke about the dog or cat looking you over – you’ve been scanned. That.

Anyways its relatively simple. They shoot me up with low level nuke isotope tracer or something and then you wait an hour. You not suppose to do nothing. Nothing. Not read a book, play with electronics, walk around, nothing. Just sit in the recliner & recline & go back to sleep. Meditate. Right; as I fell back to sleep.

Then they take you into the room with the oversize donut looking machine and shove you through it for 20 minutes base of the skull to thigh, anden 10 minutes at the sight of the issue. So for me, the neck. Ok so they don’t literally shove you thru it. You lie on a sled and it slides you in.

I’ve done this many times. More then most. PET, CT, nuke this nuke that. If there’s a body scanner, I’ve been in it. I’ve learned that is the best time to meditate. And or pray, same difference. Nothing else you can do, physically anyway. And you not suppose to move. God forbid I screw it up and have to have it done again. One time it was the Tech who screwed up and I had to do it again. Annoying yes, but what the hell, it has to get done so I do it.

I’ve learned to shut my eyes and not open it till I hear the Tech physically at my side. Once early on, I opened my eyes while still in the machine and it was one of the enclosed ones. OMG I just about had a panic anxiety attack, started hyperventilating the “thing” right in my face. From then on I always make sure I close my eyes & keep it close. When the sled starts sliding me in I close my eyes and not open it till I’m all the way out.

This is what I did this a.m. But I didn’t have to use a hospital gown. As long as you don’t have anything metal. So can just wear sweats, tshirt, sports bra, oh yeah and panty too. Or maybe optional dat if you like ack commando, whatevas. LOL I learned to always wear socks. My toe-toes get cold. Even though they give me a heated blanket, having socks on makes it moe comfortable for me.

So another appointment tomorrow morning, not 7ish eda. Moe like 9. Probably schedule surgery. Don’t know we’ll see. Oh & after the Dr. they told me I need to go see a Nutritionist.

I laugh because its all about choices right. I am a dessert first kinda person and I eat junk. AND there is no cure for hudhead. Cause like they going say you should not or cannot eat that or this or the other because you are going to die AND I be like, I going makidiedead happy den. You know what I mean. No cure for hudhead – I know I eat junk. Moderation yeah moderation. Dey going tell me “no eat rice.” Right there, FAIL! I love bacon & rice, spam & rice, rice & fish, rice & shoyu. 1 scoop, 1 scoop; not one plate. Really need 2 scoops yeah. LOL

I just need to change my feeding my face style. I be fine. Gotta do what I gotta do. Guess I’ll be a cheatah Vegan. I’ve gone vegan like in 6 week spurts. LOL I need to be juicing, really. Need to invest in a Ninja. 😀

Pray for positive results, positive procedures, and positive everything. Mahalo all’a y’all who tell God about me.

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Ma ke aloha ~ until I write again, bumbye.

NOTHING

I did nothing.

I am good at doing nothing. I ate. I used the bathroom. I watched TV. Or I listened to it, it was on. I was on the computer. Thats something but none productive; so chalk that up to nothing. I played Candy Crush. Like I said I did nothing.

I’m  writing this. That’s something ain’t it; yeah but really I got nothing huh?

I just spent an unproductive day. I’m debating if that’s a good thing or a bad thing. Both. I’m relaxed but feeling guilty. All the things I shoulda coulda done, still need to do. Will do. I’ve put it off and I still gotta do it. All the different IT/things that need to be done regardless.  😀

Well I’ll do it tomorrow. Manana.  Yeah, it’ll get done when it gets done. It is what it is. Of course it is because if it wasn’t then I couldn’t say that. It is what it isn’t? WTH….

So tomorrow I will focus on doing all that I didn’t do today and play catch up. Again. Not like I haven’t done nothing before. LOL

Need to not make this a habit. Need to get with the program…….

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Ma ke aloha ~ until I write again, bumbye.

 

Why Do I Still Have These

 

Vintage Stuffs

I find it unreal that I still have these. Before there was scrapbooking there were photo albums and you put photos and stuff in them. Well these are things that are in a photo album and it is stuck for life. I just find it amusing that I still have them.

These are very nostalgic. Vintage. Retro. Freaking old, ain’t it?

Bongo numba. Who even knows about those, unless you’ve worked plantation yeah. I think I was suppose to return it but I neva did. Totally forgot, I’m assuming. Too busy being social buttafly at Kunia Store. The Bongo Numba, is an employees ID from way way back in da day. If you wanted your paycheck, you gotta show yo’numba yeah. It is from my first job – Kunia pineapple fields. Lots of fond memories of hoe hana days – 15 year old gang; me with all da Kunia kids. It was a good time. Raise your hand if you know what DMC stands for? LOL My kids would say Run DMC. Not even close yeah. Del Monte Corporation.

The time card is from working at the cannery. Cannery was fun too. Way different from working fields. The noise level was deafening. I was a packa. Couldn’t be one trimma. Trimmas used da knife, they trimmed off the eyes & imperfections. I do not have the “Filipino knows how to use a knife” genes. It looked easy enough, put your thumb in da puka and twirl the pineapple and take a knife to it. Easier said then done. I was in the next section, packing the sliced up fruit into cans. Tray boy, tray boy! LOL Da Foreladys always use to give us stink eye. NO bodda da tray boy. Those Foreladys had full make up on, da reddest lipstick; da face all shiney with sweat.

Carnival script. 10 fo’dollar? Do they still even use script now days. Notice HIC – Honolulu International Center. Some of us still say HIC? LOL No lie. I have no recollection of going to Radford Carnival. Ewa’s, Ewa Beach, Waipahu, Waianae, Wahiawa, Haleiwa Sea Spree, Pearl City, Aiea, country I memba, you memmer? Vague memories. 😀

I was surprised I still had this Sky Slide ticket. I worked next door at da McDonalds. Working at McD’s was a trip, those days you had to wear hairnet and black skirt. We did a lot of stupid stuff at McD’s. Managers use to go “out” and leave us kids to close. One time me & Shirl ran the back anden was Tita & Dalene running the front. Hilarious. Us just yelling at each other & cracking up. So lolo. Anden one time we told our mahu classmates to go apply for a job. They were like I’m not working here. We was like: No no no, we just like watch the Manager freak out, see how he ack when you bat your eyelashes at him la dat. Funny I tell you; da managah was all big eye long neck and we were cracking up side pain kind. Moe worst da Managah we heard was one seminary reject, he started to be a priest but neva happen. OMG the Manager was like “did you guys see that, did you see that” – we just rolled. Oh e kala mai – but I digress….

Why do I have these things…. so I could post it 40 years afta da fact and rememba da good times, the simple time, the days of my youth….

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Ma ke aloha ~ until I write again, bumbye….