shawnawrites
Haven't been posted because of feeling like yet again a failure
Apr 16, 2008
Yes... I know it's unreasonable to feel this way. It's just hard to keep telling my head... this is not a failure. I am still at 20lbs. I have not lost any weight for 3 weeks...nor, have I gained. I am now trying to get up to 1200 cals. Tonight I am going to measure myself since I am a month out..well a month and 2 days. I am going to add my menu. If anyone has some menu ideas that are working for them let me know. I am taking any suggestions.
Since my thrush caused by my surgery...my tastebuds suck. I made chicken soup last night since I am sick, (sinus infection) Cherie' is home sick, and Nick is starting up. I took 2 bites...can't STAND IT. BLAH. I also am realizing although, I am eating healthy I think my fat content is too high.
Breakfast...
Egg beaters and turkey bacon for breakfast... first of all the turkey bacon tastes like crap. I would rather not have it. The egg beats...I eat about 1/4 th cup. I eat this around 6am because I am supposed to eat every 2 hours. (I don't do so well at this though)
Lunch... Panera broccoli cheese soup, fandango salad, and sourdough ball. This lunch is 200 cals, 14 fat, and 7 protein. I don't eat all the ball (2 bites) and the soup and salad is halfed but, this is the fat I think. What I like about panera is they have their nutritional value on their website.
Dinner... Sean made a can of tomato bisque for us. He made it from campbells bisque can. He added shrimp, imitation lobster, and he used skim milk instead of water.
cals were 1144... fat 34... carbs 144... and last protein 47. Now, I am supposed to be only looking at fat/protein but, I can't help it...I look at it all. I am supposed to take in 56 proteins and with each meal ... less than 9 grams sugar. Fat I am allowed 23-36 grams of fat a day. So, I don't know...but, so far I have still only lost 20 pounds and it's been a month. Being sick has thrown a wrench in my working out plans...but, maybe if I can feel decent I will at least go swimming.
Well, today I am going to try to make a nice healthy menu for when I go grocery shopping tomorrow.
Last exercise. I went to curves Monday... spent 30 minutes and went 3 times around. At night I went to the Y and did 20 minutes on the elliptical. Tuesday I was sick and did NO exercise except a little walking. Today ...I hope to swim for 45 minutes. But, that is if I am not sooo sick.
Any suggestions or adding your menu with fat/proteins... that'd be great too...but, warning ...I hate the protein shakes.
Since my thrush caused by my surgery...my tastebuds suck. I made chicken soup last night since I am sick, (sinus infection) Cherie' is home sick, and Nick is starting up. I took 2 bites...can't STAND IT. BLAH. I also am realizing although, I am eating healthy I think my fat content is too high.
Breakfast...
Egg beaters and turkey bacon for breakfast... first of all the turkey bacon tastes like crap. I would rather not have it. The egg beats...I eat about 1/4 th cup. I eat this around 6am because I am supposed to eat every 2 hours. (I don't do so well at this though)
Lunch... Panera broccoli cheese soup, fandango salad, and sourdough ball. This lunch is 200 cals, 14 fat, and 7 protein. I don't eat all the ball (2 bites) and the soup and salad is halfed but, this is the fat I think. What I like about panera is they have their nutritional value on their website.
Dinner... Sean made a can of tomato bisque for us. He made it from campbells bisque can. He added shrimp, imitation lobster, and he used skim milk instead of water.
cals were 1144... fat 34... carbs 144... and last protein 47. Now, I am supposed to be only looking at fat/protein but, I can't help it...I look at it all. I am supposed to take in 56 proteins and with each meal ... less than 9 grams sugar. Fat I am allowed 23-36 grams of fat a day. So, I don't know...but, so far I have still only lost 20 pounds and it's been a month. Being sick has thrown a wrench in my working out plans...but, maybe if I can feel decent I will at least go swimming.
Well, today I am going to try to make a nice healthy menu for when I go grocery shopping tomorrow.
Last exercise. I went to curves Monday... spent 30 minutes and went 3 times around. At night I went to the Y and did 20 minutes on the elliptical. Tuesday I was sick and did NO exercise except a little walking. Today ...I hope to swim for 45 minutes. But, that is if I am not sooo sick.
Any suggestions or adding your menu with fat/proteins... that'd be great too...but, warning ...I hate the protein shakes.
Discouraged.
Apr 02, 2008
I am having a stall in my weight loss and I am truly perplexed and upset. I am only taking in at the max 900 calories. I am taking at the most 20 grams of fat. My protein stays at about 48 ...I am supposed to get 56. Since surgery this is the closest I have come to that goal. I am not using the bathroom. I do very rarely. I think last time I used it was Saturday. I am also exercising. I do at least 10 laps at the pool and yesterday I put some major umph into it. I have been swimming at a pace that leaves me a little winded but, won't hurt me because I am only a little over 2 weeks out. Last night though...I was racing with my daughter in the pool and did not stop to take breaks. So, the first week out of surgery I lose 16, the next 4, now this week...I am up one pound... and with the calories in, and exercise/burned cals out this is making no sense. I burn about 404 in the pool and if you take my weight, digestion, etc I am burning about 3, 245. I know this because I make myself knowledgeable and accountable with my www.fitday.com account and I have been using sparkpeople. This to me doesn't add up with the math of losing weight. Oh and I drink about 40 ounces of water and about 2 cups of grape juice, and 4 cups ...if not more of that crystal light stuff.
So, I am down, discouraged, perplexed, and just wanting to bury my head under a pillow. To be working THIS hard and seeing the lack of results has me sooo down. It's like doing the best job ever on an assignment and the teacher either giving you a crappy grade without reason...or never grading the paper. Heck, I altered my body through surgery... enough is enough body... I am DOING THIS. To be doing something whole heartily and getting not the result...UGH. Today I won't be able to swim. I have 2 appointments and kids to haul from/to school.
*sigh* any advice?
So, I am down, discouraged, perplexed, and just wanting to bury my head under a pillow. To be working THIS hard and seeing the lack of results has me sooo down. It's like doing the best job ever on an assignment and the teacher either giving you a crappy grade without reason...or never grading the paper. Heck, I altered my body through surgery... enough is enough body... I am DOING THIS. To be doing something whole heartily and getting not the result...UGH. Today I won't be able to swim. I have 2 appointments and kids to haul from/to school.
*sigh* any advice?
EAT as if you have NO teeth!
Mar 31, 2008
I had my check up today. They put me on soft foods. She wants me to eat my protein instead of dealing with the whole drink thing. She said I can eat whatever I want as long as I could eat it if I had NO teeth lol. So for dinner I had grilled salmon, some broccoli, ... YUM...finally! The doc and nutritionalist said I was doing great and they were amazed I was healed.
Also, today I swam and walked 2 miles. I was VERY exhausted AFTER my walk. The pool was pretty exhausting ...but, I used to do 10 laps 2 summers ago...ugh..but, there were like 50 seniors in the pool and I swear they created a current lol. But, I love swimming...it's like I get to move my whole body and don't feel like I am. ...well until I go to get out of the pool lol.
Also, today I swam and walked 2 miles. I was VERY exhausted AFTER my walk. The pool was pretty exhausting ...but, I used to do 10 laps 2 summers ago...ugh..but, there were like 50 seniors in the pool and I swear they created a current lol. But, I love swimming...it's like I get to move my whole body and don't feel like I am. ...well until I go to get out of the pool lol.
Swimming
Mar 30, 2008
I went swimming today. I am not as fast as I used to be when I went every day about a year ago. I made it 10 laps...I don't know how far that is...but, I look forward to doing ot more often.
Water
Mar 29, 2008
I lost 16 pounds when I came home from the hospital. I then lost NOTHING. Talk about a let down. I am a scale addict which I have admitted to. So, in the morning when I weighed I would feel a flush of a let down. Well, today is week 2 and I have officially lost 4 more pounds. So, 20 pounds in 2 weeks and 2 days. I think I figured out what the problem was but, I'll have to wait and see. The problem is WATER! I could only get 20 ounces tops. I wake up with such a dry mouth, eyes, lips, etc. It sucks. So, 3 days ago I cut myself off of juice and that is when the scale seemed to move. I only drink juice in the am/pm when I take my pills. I drink less than a half cup each time ... just enough to swallow the pills. The rest of the time I have a water clutched into my grip. When I sleep I keep water next to me so I can grab it and sip. I wake up during the middle of the night parched soo... the water next to me is a good thing. Oh, and in the morning I pee like crazy. I hope I really did break the code of weightloss.
Boundaries...
Mar 21, 2008
Okay, I think I am being irrational... I wake up, go to the bathroom, go to weigh myself in... and nothing... push the button again, and ...nothing... pick it up... turn it over and look in the battery part... and NOTHING! I come into my bedroom... and say to my husband in an accusing voice... "Why did you take my batteries?" (he was sleeping btw)... he said..."huh? I didn't take your batteries..." I go to my daughter... thinking she took them for her mouse... "Why did you take my batteries..."(with a bowl of cereal in her hand and a confused look)... "what mom? Huh? I didn't take your batteries!" ... my husband out of his newly awoken sleepy crackly voice yells so it can be heard in far away places...... "NIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIICK" Which is my son's name... my son that likes to tinker with EVERYTHING. My son walks in "Yeah?" .... and I say... "Where ARE my batteries and why did you take them?" He says "Huh... oh... I didn't *Insert his friends name here* did...for his game boy." My husband says "Did you tell him to?" and my son says... "No... I said...last night to him 'wow where'd you get the batteries?' and he said... from your scale..." My husband says... "Did you tell him to put them back?" and my son says "No" and then my son turns around and is supposedly going to get MY BATTERIES... is this fury of emotion in response to a 'hurry I just peed and want to see if I lost weight and it's the morning moment?' A it's too early and I didn't go to bed at a decent time? Or is this a ... Shawna...you need more food because your sugar is low? Or is this that I am offended because a 13 year old boy ...went into my bathroom, turned over my scale and now I feel as if MY batteries were disrespected? Am I nuts? I don't know... all I can think of is who does that?! Who goes into a someone house, turns over their scale, and flipping takes their batteries... now as I sip juice... the morning is becoming clear, I had a chance to breathe, and I had a chance to weigh myself before breakfast...it all makes sense... I have teenagers with gameboys! (insert a lightbulb above my head)... The power of a gameboy is like kiddie crack. There are no boundaries... the addict must play! Me...trying to lose weight and being a WLS SCALE addict and the scale being equated to my kind of crack... well .. there was a clash of addictions going on.
BUT I AM HAPPY TO REPORT (Once I received my batteries) I HAVE LOST 16 POUNDS!!!!!!!! *doing a happy dance in the MORNING... wow*
BUT I AM HAPPY TO REPORT (Once I received my batteries) I HAVE LOST 16 POUNDS!!!!!!!! *doing a happy dance in the MORNING... wow*
Worried about a friend
Mar 21, 2008
She is supporting me...but, not herself. I show up at her house... and she had made dinner, ate it, washed the dishes, and had made me some unsweetened tea, bought sf jello sf pudding and some lo carb whip topping. She is supporting me in my liquid phase...yet I see her being self destructive to herself and I can see she is hurting... and when she hurts she kind of goes into her own shell and cuddles her own addictions. It's so hard to watch after seeing all this beautiful, strong, changes she had made...strides and leaps from past struggles, present struggles, etc..and so hard to watch someone you love. She has a counseling appt but, it's a ways away and well being a first one there probably won't be much but, a *get to know intake* and I just feel like she needs something. A support group? Yet, they are all an hour away...and it's snowing... a girl's day out...yet, she is becoming solitary.
I hope some great aha moment happens with her now...so she can see and learn that she can fight the hard times and she can still succeed...she can..I know she can...but, I don't think she knows she can because falling back is so much ...whats the word...not easy...but familiar than pulling upward and walking out. UGH.
I hope she doesn't shut me out. I hope she keeps trying to allow love where it is...and I hope she can break the addictions. She was doing awesome with recovery...and then tragedy struck.
As a food addict...I too need to learn coping skills for tragedy. Something to really see and realize how important the tools are.
I hope some great aha moment happens with her now...so she can see and learn that she can fight the hard times and she can still succeed...she can..I know she can...but, I don't think she knows she can because falling back is so much ...whats the word...not easy...but familiar than pulling upward and walking out. UGH.
I hope she doesn't shut me out. I hope she keeps trying to allow love where it is...and I hope she can break the addictions. She was doing awesome with recovery...and then tragedy struck.
As a food addict...I too need to learn coping skills for tragedy. Something to really see and realize how important the tools are.
Moments
Mar 21, 2008
It's snowing. I wish someone would wake up mother nature and let her know Spring started yesterday. *sigh* So, I did the next best thing. I went shopping for Easter and gathered my walking minutes that way. I have 2 gym memberships but, no clearance to use them until April 18th. Yes, I do have my clearance date on my calendar. Each time I went shopping I went for 3 hours. I am giving this my everything.
While shopping...I ran into my cousin... haven't seen her oh in like... hmmm... 6 or maybe more years. She said she couldn't believe that I looked so much like my mom...my features. She meant no harm...she's young but, I knew what she meant. I am fat. I actually look a lot like my dad...but, my mom was also morbidly obese and had surgery back in 1998. She has since passed away of cancer. *sigh* She passed away the first day of spring in 2000. I told her...It's the weight. Then checking out from the same store I saw a guy I graduated with. He didn't say hello...he either was shocked or didn't recognize me with the weight. When I left that store...I realized...the me they saw is history and fading every day. Next time they see me...there will be less, and less, and less, and less... and I had some peace with that.
I think I will invite my cousin and her mom over ... in the near future :) When my mom died... it was hard on my family. The dysfunctional ones who spent years verbally abusing me ...well they disowned me. That was the BEST thing ever in my life. I learned that just because someone is related to us...doesn't mean they have earned the title family. Love and respect is earned...and my children never had to go to a holiday and witness that at an age of understanding. I am just now grasping that power. This cousin and her mom were the two healthy ones. My aunts threatened them if they came into contact with me. I know it is on them if they chose to obey them rules...but, my cousin came up to me and said "Hey Cuz" I secretly have a relationship with my grandfather... and had one with my grandmother until she passed away. Their kids would attack if they knew I was in the picture. One great moment was the week before my grandma died...she came over, hugged me, and said... "You know I love you" and she left. I almost cancelled that visit because my husband and son just came back from a weekend of boyscout camping and things were tough. But, I kept it... and I had my moment. There were no clues she was dying and out of the blue she called up ready for a visit. I think my mom whispered into her ear "Visit Shawna" because she did know time was small. I am sooo glad she had that last chance to hug my children. My grandpa gets to sneak away maybe 3 times a year to see me. He's getting older and so it's harder. I usually invite him over for dinner. It's hard to call because of knowing there is a chance that I may reach an Aunt who is still living off of him. (She's an RN, single, no car payments...pays no bills, doesn't buy groceries... and doesn't even cook for him...in fact at the end of the month there were times him and grandma were eating bread waiting for a check...would he let me know...no...but grandma did... now he buys a 5 buck pizza..she should be ashamed) When I saw these Aunts at the funeral one started verbally attacking me. But, you know what? After some time reflecting I had the peace of my grandma's visit that they couldn't take away...and I saw them in the proper light for once. I know longer asked "Why am I so unlovable why?" I said...wow... they don't know true unconditional love. I saw their lines on their face that reflected their permanent scowls, the weight taked on that they once made fun of me by sending me one of those fat women birthday cards, and I just thought...Shawna...look at you... a loving healthy husband 3 wonderful kids, and memories up the whazzoo of what is love...and you have great friends who are like spiritual family... and the problem is... they don't feel worthy and they can't even understand what love is... it's not you." Maybe it was because my daughter turned 4 (I think that's how old she was) and I saw myself as that little girl they called ugly...and I realized... what ugly truly was...it was not me the 4 year old girl. It was a release. I can't help but, look at the path of the past...the cycles, and feel totally blessed for all I have. I could be right there with them... sad, scowling, and miserable... but, here I am ... I camp, hike, take pictures, love, accept love, and truly know what it is to live life to it's fullest. I think I started realizing what that meant...once my mom died. Until then...I think I took life for granted. She taught me to take a breath and look around ..and I know there is not perfection...heck people who read my topics know there isn't. I have my issues...difference is... I want to work on me..and constantly work, learn, breath, and live.
If you have a chance listen the song Breathe by Anna Nalick ...that song really has some power for me.
Another one that reminds me of my mother's voice is "I hope you dance" very powerful words.
Here's the lyrics...kind of reminds me that those who constantly turn back are the ones who aren't moving forward and staying the same and miserable. The ones not taking a chance, and usually the toughest judges. But, life is just too short..and I too keep a journal to let all of this out... and once I do...judge or no judge...I'm me. A melting away from obesity *ME* lol. Anyhow... these are the lyrics. Oh, and this was my long, windy, diary type journal on today.
BREATHE Anna Nalick
2 AM and she calls me 'cause I'm still awake,
can you help me unravel my latest mistake,
I don't love him, winter just wasn't my season
Yeah we walk through the doors, so accusing their eyes
Like they have any right at all to critisize,
hypocrites, you're all here for the very same reason
'Cause you can't jump the track,we're like cars on a cable
and life's like an hourglass, glued to the table
No one can find the rewind button girl,
So cradle your head in you hands
And breathe, just breathe,
Woah breathe, just breathe
May he turn 21 on the base at Fort Bliss
Just today he sat down to the flask in his fist,
Ain't been sober, since maybe October of last year.
Here in town you can tell he's been down for a while,
But my God it's so beautiful when the boy smiles,
Wanna hold him, maybe I'll just sing about it.
Cause you can't jump the track, we're like cars on a cable,
And life's like an hourglass, glued to the table.
No one can find the rewind button boys,
So cradle your head in your hands,
And breathe, just breathe,
Woah breathe, just breahte
There's a light at each end of this tunnel, you shout
But you're just as far in as you'll ever be out
These mistakes you've made, you'll just make them again
If you only try turning around.
2 AM and I'm still awake, writing a song
If I get it all down on paper, its no longer
inside of me, threatening the life they belong to
And i feel like I'm naked in front of the crowd
Cause these words are my diary, screaming out loud
And I know that you'll use them, however you want to
Cause you can't jump the track, we're like cars on a cable,
And life's like an hourglass, glued to the table
No one can find the rewind button now
Sing it if you understand.
and breathe, just breathe
woah breathe, just breathe,
oh breathe, just breathe.
While shopping...I ran into my cousin... haven't seen her oh in like... hmmm... 6 or maybe more years. She said she couldn't believe that I looked so much like my mom...my features. She meant no harm...she's young but, I knew what she meant. I am fat. I actually look a lot like my dad...but, my mom was also morbidly obese and had surgery back in 1998. She has since passed away of cancer. *sigh* She passed away the first day of spring in 2000. I told her...It's the weight. Then checking out from the same store I saw a guy I graduated with. He didn't say hello...he either was shocked or didn't recognize me with the weight. When I left that store...I realized...the me they saw is history and fading every day. Next time they see me...there will be less, and less, and less, and less... and I had some peace with that.
I think I will invite my cousin and her mom over ... in the near future :) When my mom died... it was hard on my family. The dysfunctional ones who spent years verbally abusing me ...well they disowned me. That was the BEST thing ever in my life. I learned that just because someone is related to us...doesn't mean they have earned the title family. Love and respect is earned...and my children never had to go to a holiday and witness that at an age of understanding. I am just now grasping that power. This cousin and her mom were the two healthy ones. My aunts threatened them if they came into contact with me. I know it is on them if they chose to obey them rules...but, my cousin came up to me and said "Hey Cuz" I secretly have a relationship with my grandfather... and had one with my grandmother until she passed away. Their kids would attack if they knew I was in the picture. One great moment was the week before my grandma died...she came over, hugged me, and said... "You know I love you" and she left. I almost cancelled that visit because my husband and son just came back from a weekend of boyscout camping and things were tough. But, I kept it... and I had my moment. There were no clues she was dying and out of the blue she called up ready for a visit. I think my mom whispered into her ear "Visit Shawna" because she did know time was small. I am sooo glad she had that last chance to hug my children. My grandpa gets to sneak away maybe 3 times a year to see me. He's getting older and so it's harder. I usually invite him over for dinner. It's hard to call because of knowing there is a chance that I may reach an Aunt who is still living off of him. (She's an RN, single, no car payments...pays no bills, doesn't buy groceries... and doesn't even cook for him...in fact at the end of the month there were times him and grandma were eating bread waiting for a check...would he let me know...no...but grandma did... now he buys a 5 buck pizza..she should be ashamed) When I saw these Aunts at the funeral one started verbally attacking me. But, you know what? After some time reflecting I had the peace of my grandma's visit that they couldn't take away...and I saw them in the proper light for once. I know longer asked "Why am I so unlovable why?" I said...wow... they don't know true unconditional love. I saw their lines on their face that reflected their permanent scowls, the weight taked on that they once made fun of me by sending me one of those fat women birthday cards, and I just thought...Shawna...look at you... a loving healthy husband 3 wonderful kids, and memories up the whazzoo of what is love...and you have great friends who are like spiritual family... and the problem is... they don't feel worthy and they can't even understand what love is... it's not you." Maybe it was because my daughter turned 4 (I think that's how old she was) and I saw myself as that little girl they called ugly...and I realized... what ugly truly was...it was not me the 4 year old girl. It was a release. I can't help but, look at the path of the past...the cycles, and feel totally blessed for all I have. I could be right there with them... sad, scowling, and miserable... but, here I am ... I camp, hike, take pictures, love, accept love, and truly know what it is to live life to it's fullest. I think I started realizing what that meant...once my mom died. Until then...I think I took life for granted. She taught me to take a breath and look around ..and I know there is not perfection...heck people who read my topics know there isn't. I have my issues...difference is... I want to work on me..and constantly work, learn, breath, and live.
If you have a chance listen the song Breathe by Anna Nalick ...that song really has some power for me.
Another one that reminds me of my mother's voice is "I hope you dance" very powerful words.
Here's the lyrics...kind of reminds me that those who constantly turn back are the ones who aren't moving forward and staying the same and miserable. The ones not taking a chance, and usually the toughest judges. But, life is just too short..and I too keep a journal to let all of this out... and once I do...judge or no judge...I'm me. A melting away from obesity *ME* lol. Anyhow... these are the lyrics. Oh, and this was my long, windy, diary type journal on today.
BREATHE Anna Nalick
2 AM and she calls me 'cause I'm still awake,
can you help me unravel my latest mistake,
I don't love him, winter just wasn't my season
Yeah we walk through the doors, so accusing their eyes
Like they have any right at all to critisize,
hypocrites, you're all here for the very same reason
'Cause you can't jump the track,we're like cars on a cable
and life's like an hourglass, glued to the table
No one can find the rewind button girl,
So cradle your head in you hands
And breathe, just breathe,
Woah breathe, just breathe
May he turn 21 on the base at Fort Bliss
Just today he sat down to the flask in his fist,
Ain't been sober, since maybe October of last year.
Here in town you can tell he's been down for a while,
But my God it's so beautiful when the boy smiles,
Wanna hold him, maybe I'll just sing about it.
Cause you can't jump the track, we're like cars on a cable,
And life's like an hourglass, glued to the table.
No one can find the rewind button boys,
So cradle your head in your hands,
And breathe, just breathe,
Woah breathe, just breahte
There's a light at each end of this tunnel, you shout
But you're just as far in as you'll ever be out
These mistakes you've made, you'll just make them again
If you only try turning around.
2 AM and I'm still awake, writing a song
If I get it all down on paper, its no longer
inside of me, threatening the life they belong to
And i feel like I'm naked in front of the crowd
Cause these words are my diary, screaming out loud
And I know that you'll use them, however you want to
Cause you can't jump the track, we're like cars on a cable,
And life's like an hourglass, glued to the table
No one can find the rewind button now
Sing it if you understand.
and breathe, just breathe
woah breathe, just breathe,
oh breathe, just breathe.
Men need not read.
Mar 21, 2008
Well, Aunt Flo is here. She usually comes with about 10 pounds of baggage... but, she does take it with her when she leaves. This time though... I am 13 pounds lighter. I hate her. I also hate that on my release papers it says I cannot have anti-inflammatories. UGH. I have endometriosis and I am in a lot of pain. So, I guess I will become really close with my heating pad.
Oh, and TMI but, maybe informative to those who get the surgery. Today was the first time since March 13th that I had a bowel movement.
Oh, and TMI but, maybe informative to those who get the surgery. Today was the first time since March 13th that I had a bowel movement.
At a standstill
Mar 20, 2008
SOOOOOOOO Frustrated with food. I hate everything. The smoothies are way too sweet. I am sick of broth. I am on full liquid and wondering why I can have pudding but, I can't have mashed potatoes... I wish I could. At least that would give me something different. I don't like the fudgecicles UGH. They actually taste powdery to me. I'm trying to keep hydrated but, it is soo hard.
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03/14/2008
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