Being Boswell

Work It by Paula Martinac

Paula is a guest writer who responded to the  Audience Participation invitation.  Read more by Paula on NutritionU

 

In the whole maddening “conversation” about the health-care bill now under scrutiny by the Supreme Court, I realize that the most important thing to me is health. Not just mine, but my partner’s… my dog’s… my biological family’s… my clients’… my friends’… I even care about the health of people I’ve never met!

 

I’m now blessed with good help, to use a common expression. Because it IS a “blessing,” as those of us who’ve been seriously, life-threateningly illness can tell you. A lot of people take their health for granted until they reach that “life-threatening” point. If you get a second chance, as I did, you start to think a lot about what you might have done differently, what you might have done earlier. You start to want to encourage others to think about it, too.

 

So here’s my spiel. Continue Reading

Patricia Boswell

The Queen of England

Today I got a massage and facial. As I relaxed; steam opening my pores, Audra’s fairy fingers making gentle circles around my eyes; I began to count my blessings. When I left the house this morning our housekeeper was pulling into the driveway. Last night I ordered a great pair of shoes from the Travel Smith catalogue. Tomorrow I have an acupuncture appointment. Next week I have a manicure and pedicure scheduled. I am the luckiest woman alive!

 

Then it hit. My gratitude turned to shame, “Who do I think I am? Really? Who? The Queen of England? I don’t dare tell anyone about all this.” I felt terrible, indulgent, spoiled, after all, there are children starving in Africa. Continue Reading

Patricia Boswell

It’s the F*@#ing Flame… my last honeymoon story…promise

(On August 26th, in the Mexican town of Teotihuacan, the flame for the 2011 Pan American Games was lit and the runner began its route through Mexico.)

 

We decided to spend a day in Puerta Vallarta before we flew back home. We met a couple on the plane to Mexico that made us promise to, at the very least, take a day trip into PV because it is so beautiful. Old PV, not Nueva PV where all the oversized resorts live. They were adamant. It sounded like a good idea. They gave us the name of the time share/hotel they stay in, some places to shop and a great restaurant for dinner. We were convinced and folded it into our plans.

 

Since there was no shopping in PLT I was looking forward to do some shopping. I was also ready to leave our eco resort survivalist meets paradise location. I was also ready to speak English. My brain was tired from trying to speak Spanish, trying to understand Spanish and acting like I understood Spanish when I had no idea what was being said. I  was ready for a bit of civilization. Continue Reading

Patricia Boswell

Work It by Paula Martinac

Paula is a guest writer who responded to the  Audience Participation invitation.  Read more by Paula on NutritionU

 

In the whole maddening “conversation” about the health-care bill now under scrutiny by the Supreme Court, I realize that the most important thing to me is health. Not just mine, but my partner’s… my dog’s… my biological family’s… my clients’… my friends’… I even care about the health of people I’ve never met!

 

I’m now blessed with good help, to use a common expression. Because it IS a “blessing,” as those of us who’ve been seriously, life-threateningly illness can tell you. A lot of people take their health for granted until they reach that “life-threatening” point. If you get a second chance, as I did, you start to think a lot about what you might have done differently, what you might have done earlier. You start to want to encourage others to think about it, too.

 

So here’s my spiel. Continue Reading

Patricia Boswell

The Queen of England

Today I got a massage and facial. As I relaxed; steam opening my pores, Audra’s fairy fingers making gentle circles around my eyes; I began to count my blessings. When I left the house this morning our housekeeper was pulling into the driveway. Last night I ordered a great pair of shoes from the Travel Smith catalogue. Tomorrow I have an acupuncture appointment. Next week I have a manicure and pedicure scheduled. I am the luckiest woman alive!

 

Then it hit. My gratitude turned to shame, “Who do I think I am? Really? Who? The Queen of England? I don’t dare tell anyone about all this.” I felt terrible, indulgent, spoiled, after all, there are children starving in Africa. Continue Reading

Patricia Boswell

It’s the F*@#ing Flame… my last honeymoon story…promise

(On August 26th, in the Mexican town of Teotihuacan, the flame for the 2011 Pan American Games was lit and the runner began its route through Mexico.)

 

We decided to spend a day in Puerta Vallarta before we flew back home. We met a couple on the plane to Mexico that made us promise to, at the very least, take a day trip into PV because it is so beautiful. Old PV, not Nueva PV where all the oversized resorts live. They were adamant. It sounded like a good idea. They gave us the name of the time share/hotel they stay in, some places to shop and a great restaurant for dinner. We were convinced and folded it into our plans.

 

Since there was no shopping in PLT I was looking forward to do some shopping. I was also ready to leave our eco resort survivalist meets paradise location. I was also ready to speak English. My brain was tired from trying to speak Spanish, trying to understand Spanish and acting like I understood Spanish when I had no idea what was being said. I  was ready for a bit of civilization. Continue Reading

Patricia Boswell