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                <title><![CDATA[HOPE IN ACTION]]></title>
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                <description><![CDATA[<p style="color: #000000;">I think of my grandmother as an original Ovary Jones. She was a maverick with a slightly mischievous sparkle in her eyes that seemed to dance when she smiled, which was often. She was quick-witted with a hardy laugh. Of course there were many members of the Ovary Jones Club before my grandmother, but I still think of her as an original. I'm sure you know some too. Unfortunately cancer is far too common and if even one was inducted into the club every day, it would be too many. I long for the time when cancer is wiped out forever; however, until then we've been "chosen" to see the world differently and to live each day like the gift that it is. </p>
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<p style="font-size: 16px; letter-spacing: normal; font-family: 'Open Sans';">I don't know why some people get cancer while others do not. You can look at risk factors and genetics long and hard, but the truth is some people with all the risk factors and genetic mutations still don't get cancer. In my mind, we're just "chosen"--plucked from our daily routines and placed on a different path. Once we are selected, we have a lot of questions to ask and decisions to make. </p>
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<p style="font-size: 16px; letter-spacing: normal; font-family: 'Open Sans';">If you choose to fight, you'll want to make some changes in your life. The harsh reality is, something you are ingesting, breathing, eating, or doing is hurting you. I see the commercials, like you do, about various products we've used our whole lives that now are known to cause cancer. What the heck?! Now that you know that your world around you or your lifestyle is making you sick, we have to find some alternatives. </p>
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<p style="font-size: 16px; letter-spacing: normal; font-family: 'Open Sans';">One of the most important things you can do is choose the right attitude. I know this is hard initially, but I promise it get's easier. The monthly boxes are "packed" with activities, ideas, stories and inspiration designed specifically to help cultivate a healing attitude. It's truly Sampson &amp; Grace. Some days you can be strong while others you have to give yourself a little grace. </p>
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<p style="font-size: 16px; letter-spacing: normal; font-family: 'Open Sans';"><strong>Making Fun Changes</strong></p>
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<p style="font-size: 16px; letter-spacing: normal; font-family: 'Open Sans';">When I finally got around to thinking about all the chemicals we lather on our bodies every day, I realized this was an area where I could make some changes and still have a little fun. I set out to find "natural" skin-care products that I could feel better about using. I found some that eased my aches and soothed my dry skin. I also found some that just smelled good and made me feel like a beautiful bald woman, grin! I'll share some of my great finds every month in the boxes because I want you to feel good through this fight. </p>
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<p style="font-size: 16px; letter-spacing: normal; font-family: 'Open Sans';">Of course cancer sucks. I think of it like a full-time job. It's demanding and you have to think. You have endless appointments to get to and it sure doesn't help that sometimes you can't walk from one room to the next without getting winded. </p>
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<p style="font-size: 16px; letter-spacing: normal; font-family: 'Open Sans';">Here's the real truth. You can do it. You've got it today. You're beautiful. You're brave. You're an Ovary Jones maverick. You've probably been a "giver" all your life and so many people have been blessed by you. Today, it's time to receive. You're an amazing fighter...let's focus on today. </p>
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                <author><![CDATA[docmeem55@gmail.com (Melanie Holscher)]]></author>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 18 Dec 2017 12:19:44 +0000</pubDate>
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                <title><![CDATA[Mindset Impacts Outcomes]]></title>
                <link>https://together-we-box-5fcb0c56e390a.subbly.me/blog/mindset/nature-nurture</link>
                <description><![CDATA[<h2 class="_6PM_v _2hXa7 blog-post-title-font _2hhok TlHBp public-DraftStyleDefault-block-depth0 public-DraftStyleDefault-text-ltr" data-block="true" data-editor="editor" data-offset-key="cpjev-0-0"><span style="font-family: Montserrat;">The All-Important Mental Game</span></h2>
<p><span data-offset-key="c12an-0-0">Sure. We all know it's important to have a positive attitude. I can do that when the skies are blue, the sun is shining, and the temperature is perfectly in the mid 70s. With a little effort, I can choose a healthy attitude even when things are a little skewed. You know, maybe it's a bad hair day and the roast got a little overdone. I know straight up finding the silver lining is far more challenging with no hair, a body that went on strike refusing to make enough red blood cells to distribute any oxygen, and the uncertainty of it all. It seemed like every time one thing mended another one broke. First it was a tumor compressing my spinal column, next it was an enlarged kidney, then came a spiked heart rate and on and on. </span><span data-offset-key="ai4hm-0-0">I didn't want to talk about it anymore. People checked in on me, thankfully, but I just wanted to be able to say "All good! False alarm! I'm fine." Instead, the cancer saga never ended. Maybe you can muster up a happy-go-lucky demeanor one day but the next day you're gagging over the porcelain queen. How do you keep it all in check? </span><span data-offset-key="delge-0-0">Truth is, it's not a one and done. It's something you have to work on every moment of every day. Some days you'll do better than others...but that's okay! I think we get ourselves in trouble when we think of it as a binary switch. Either you're "good" or "bad". First, we don't need to judge ourselves as "good" or "bad". We need to accept that sometimes we will be better in the emotional fight than other times. It's all part of it. We also have to realize it's a marathon. </span><span data-offset-key="98m8l-0-0">I was looking forward to getting my last chemo treatment in my rearview mirror. Mentally, I was prepared. I had plans to celebrate the milestone. Then my doc popped my balloon. She told me we couldn't treat today because my platelets were too low. I was disappointed. I also understood if they treated me I'd likely end up in the hospital and I didn't want to check into that particular hotel anymore, so I quickly moved on to figure out the next step. She said, "Wow, you took that really well. I had to tell a patient that on Tuesday and she threw a chair." (I was instantly jealous that somebody in my condition had enough energy to pick up a chair.) While I chuckled at the thought of reacting that way I also realized it's a "side effect" of the mental game of cancer. There's a lot to process and we have to afford ourselves and each other the grace to get a grip on our emotions. Just like it's a marathon for our bodies, mentally it's an emotion-thon. </span><span data-offset-key="24q9n-0-0">The late, great Zig Ziglar was a motivational speaker that used to say, "People often say that motivation doesn't last. Well, neither does bathing, that's why we recommend it daily." </span><span data-offset-key="20rs5-0-0">Truly this is why we started the monthly boxes. The evening after I finally got that last treatment in, I was at a banquet and coincidentally I asked the man sitting across from me what he did for a living. Imagine my surprise when he told me he was an oncologist. We got to talking and he commented on my positive attitude and then told me how the mental game impacts outcomes. I challenged him on that and he double downed. He told me it absolutely makes a big impact on the patient's success and the day-to-day journey. Nobody told me about the importance of the mental game. I'm determined to help as many fighters as possible throughout every battle. </span></p>]]></description>
                <author><![CDATA[docmeem55@gmail.com (Melanie Holscher)]]></author>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 18 Dec 2017 12:19:09 +0000</pubDate>
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                <title><![CDATA[NEW ATTITUDE]]></title>
                <link>https://together-we-box-5fcb0c56e390a.subbly.me/blog/mindset/into-thewild</link>
                <description><![CDATA[<p><span data-offset-key="rphp-0-0">I met my neurosurgeon late in the evening on my second night as a resident in the hospital. The brief conversation was awkward. He asked standard questions about how I was feeling and then he got a chair and sat down, still at the foot of the hospital bed. He told me he looked at my MRI and he explained how the tumor was compressing my spinal column. They hoped the radiation would shrink the tumor before it paralyzed me. Then he seemed to struggle with his words so he blurted out, "I've seen a worse case."</span> <span data-offset-key="9p8np-0-0">Those words lingered in the air as he fell silent and I played a quick game of chess in my mind. To ask or not to ask. Of course his statement begged the question, "Well what happened with this 'worse cases'?" I decided I didn't want to know and he didn't offer any more information. He stood up and told me he was going out of town for the weekend but that I was in good hands and he would be updated while he was away.</span> <span data-offset-key="f7lov-0-0">Every morning thereafter started with residents tickling my feet at 4:30 a.m. and asking if I felt any tingling in my toes or fingers, along with other questions. The radiation started immediately. My life went from a super busy career and endless errands to waiting for the next test or procedure. I honestly felt like I was in death's cross hairs. I wanted the doctors to tell me I was going to be okay and soon this would all be behind me. Of course I understood they couldn't lie to me or give me false hope. I asked my oncologist how long I had but she dodged the question like a slick politician. Instead she assured me I would have the best quality of life possible and that I'd be comfortable. I insisted I wanted to be here for my grandkids and she asked when I was expecting them. When I told her there weren't any in the oven, her shoulders dropped.</span> <span data-offset-key="7a5rl-0-0">Hospitals are a whirlwind of activity and I was relieved when I finally got back to my room so I could shut the door and start to process my predicament. The evening was full of emotions that flooded through my body and seemed at war with my thoughts. Obviously I know we don't have tenure in this world and I felt like I must be staring down the barrel of my fate. My brief future seemed bleak and I felt completely out of control. As I stared out of my hospital room window on that January evening, the bitter-cold Pittsburgh snow and the blackness of the night matched the darkness in my heart. That's when love strolled through the door. My daughter said she couldn't sleep and asked if she could stay with me. She crawled into the already small bed and as I held her tight the paradigm shifted. Life is about decisions.</span> <span data-offset-key="94ric-0-0">New Mindset</span> <span data-offset-key="aj2hd-0-0">It was that night, that moment, cuddled up with my 20-year-old baby girl that I decided to change my attitude. I chose to flip the defeated narrative in my mind completely. Fueled by my commitment to avoid looking up statistics or any other details of the disease that was attacking me, I chose to believe from that moment on that if one survived, so can I, and if none survived, I'd be the first. That was it. Of course rarely is a decision like that ever made just once, but for that night my resolve was strong and I kissed my daughter's forehead as I drifted off to sleep.</span></p>]]></description>
                <author><![CDATA[docmeem55@gmail.com (Melanie Holscher)]]></author>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 18 Dec 2017 12:18:27 +0000</pubDate>
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                <title><![CDATA[FINDING PEACE IN TURMOIL]]></title>
                <link>https://together-we-box-5fcb0c56e390a.subbly.me/blog/mindset/finding-peace-in-turmoil</link>
                <description><![CDATA[<p><span style="font-weight: bold;" data-offset-key="7m1ov-0-1">Asking the Wrong Questions </span><span data-offset-key="510a1-0-0">Nobody chooses cancer. It sucks 100% of the time. If you heard those words too, take a deep breath. You didn't decide to get cancer. I wasted too many brain cells at the beginning of my relationship with cancer trying to figure out what I did to deserve such an ugly disease. I learned it was a much better use of my time when I imagined divorcing myself from cancer and finding joy every day in spite of it. You might be wondering how in the world do you "divorce" cancer and when does the joy pop up. It takes work. Some days were easier than others. (That's the positive way of saying some days were dark and much more challenging.) </span></p>]]></description>
                <author><![CDATA[docmeem55@gmail.com (Melanie Holscher)]]></author>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 07 Nov 2017 13:34:05 +0000</pubDate>
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                <title><![CDATA[OVARY JONES FIGHT CLUB]]></title>
                <link>https://together-we-box-5fcb0c56e390a.subbly.me/blog/mindset/ovary-jones-fight-club</link>
                <description><![CDATA[<p><span style="font-size: 16px; caret-color: #000000; color: #000000; font-family: 'Open Sans'; text-align: center; background-color: #f3f6f9;">Outcomes are better than ever now and hope is there if we look for it. The warriors that fought before you and I were diagnosed provide a spirit for us to tap into as we fumble and feel our way through the uncertainty. I felt alone at first until I realized I had a decision to make. I could opt to angrily reject the bad hand I was dealt and pout (which admittedly were activities I dappled in initially) or I could choose to smile in the darkness. I was inducted into a new club and so were you. This exclusive society is chock full of incredibly brave people with an outlook on life vastly different from the outsiders.</span></p>]]></description>
                <author><![CDATA[docmeem55@gmail.com (Melanie Holscher)]]></author>
                <guid>https://together-we-box-5fcb0c56e390a.subbly.me/blog/mindset/ovary-jones-fight-club</guid>
                <pubDate>Tue, 07 Nov 2017 13:32:55 +0000</pubDate>
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                <title><![CDATA[NEW ATTITUDE]]></title>
                <link>https://together-we-box-5fcb0c56e390a.subbly.me/blog/mindset/top-bloggers-on-nitwear</link>
                <description><![CDATA[<p><span style="font-size: 16px; caret-color: #000000; color: #000000; font-family: 'Open Sans'; text-align: center; background-color: #f3f6f9;">I think of my grandmother as an original Ovary Jones, but I know there were many that came before her. Far too many are inducted into the club every day. I long for the time when cancer is wiped out forever; however, until then we've been "chosen" to see the world differently and to live each day like the gift that it is.</span></p>]]></description>
                <author><![CDATA[docmeem55@gmail.com (Melanie Holscher)]]></author>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 07 Nov 2017 13:31:42 +0000</pubDate>
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                <title><![CDATA[HOPE CHANGES EVERYTHING]]></title>
                <link>https://together-we-box-5fcb0c56e390a.subbly.me/blog/mindset/the-word-you-are-looking-for-is-pastel</link>
                <description><![CDATA[<p><span style="font-size: 16px; caret-color: #000000; color: #000000; font-family: 'Open Sans'; text-align: center; background-color: #f3f6f9;">My prayer is that you find hope, one of the most vital ingredients in life, in the actions that you choose. I've heard it said that every cancer journey is different but I believe we play a big role in how this whole thing plays out.</span></p>]]></description>
                <author><![CDATA[docmeem55@gmail.com (Melanie Holscher)]]></author>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 07 Nov 2017 02:55:36 +0000</pubDate>
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                <title><![CDATA[Podcast]]></title>
                <link>https://together-we-box-5fcb0c56e390a.subbly.me/blog/mindset/podcast</link>
                <description><![CDATA[<p><strong>Lorem Ipsum</strong> is simply dummy text of the printing and typesetting industry. Lorem Ipsum has been the industry's standard dummy text ever since the 1500s, when an unknown printer took a galley of type and scrambled it to make a type specimen book. It has survived not only five centuries, but also the leap into electronic typesetting, remaining essentially unchanged</p>]]></description>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 07 Nov 2017 02:54:47 +0000</pubDate>
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                <title><![CDATA[CHEMICAL REACTION]]></title>
                <link>https://together-we-box-5fcb0c56e390a.subbly.me/blog/chemical-reaction</link>
                <description><![CDATA[<p><strong>Lorem Ipsum</strong> is simply dummy text of the printing and typesetting industry. Lorem Ipsum has been the industry's standard dummy text ever since the 1500s, when an unknown printer took a galley of type and scrambled it to make a type specimen book. It has survived not only five centuries, but also the leap into electronic typesetting, remaining essentially unchanged</p>]]></description>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 07 Nov 2017 02:49:40 +0000</pubDate>
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