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What the heck is Lymphaid?

What the heck is Lymphaid? | My Fabulous Boobies
They claim that rolling this product under your arms twice a day will do wonders for your lymphatic system.
I don't believe any of it. 

I received an odd mailing the other day. It was an advertisement for a product called "Lymphaid". It looks like a roll-on deodorant. And supposedly, it will drain your lymphatic system with 1-2 uses per day.

The miracles that they claimed this product did were quite extraordinary. It not only will move sluggish lymph through your system, it will help you lose weight, reduce swelling all over your body, clear up joint and muscle pains, and generally put you in great health. It also will fix your cellulite problem and promises that you can lose 30 pounds in fifteen days!

And this starts occurring a mere FIVE hours after you use it.

As someone who suffers from lymphedema and who watches her mom struggle with diabetes, I can see how this type of advertising is highly motivating and enticing. Dealing with chronic inflammation and swollen joints and such is annoying and uncomfortable. Something that promises to cure you of all of that pain does sound like a blessing. But how can you believe something like this? I mean, come on. Lymphaid? Really?

A lot of red flags went up when I opened the package. The biggest one, I couldn't find a price for a long time. And I never saw a listing of ingredients; just a bunch of hyped promises.

I've never heard of lymphaid before. BUT... there are similar products on Amazon for much cheaper. The product in the mailing was $49. The products I saw on Amazon ranged from $12 - $30. The sales ad was pretty persuasive, but I'm not buying it (literally and figuratively).

To be honest, while I did chuckle at first when I saw the mailing... after reading through it and seeing all of the "testimonials", I got a bit sad. Somewhere in the world, there are people who will spend money on this. Perhaps it will work for them. My guess is that it won't... but what do I know?

I'm not giving any advice about whether or not to take this product. I have no idea if it works (or the similar products either) and hey, I am all about giving different things a try to help make your life better. My personal advice? If you receive this same mailing, take it with a grain of salt. And if you choose to use this product or some other... be careful.

For myself, I'm going to continue to wear my compression sleeve daily, do my exercises and stretches and give myself manual drainage massages. If you're brave enough to try it, please let me know how it goes. I can be persuaded to give it a try if I hear from someone that it really works.

Be easy... 


Time for me to talk about race.

Time for me to talk about race | My Fabulous Boobies

Back in the spring, I was in New York City for a meeting about metastatic breast cancer. I was the only black woman at the meeting (didn't bother me) and the only survivor who wasn't metastatic. Because the meeting took place a few weeks after the riots in Baltimore and because I am a born and raised Maryland girl (I live about 40 miles from Baltimore and have friends and family in both Baltimore city and Baltimore county)... I hoped that Baltimore and subsequent topics about race would not come up in conversation.

It did.

The first night.

I deflected.

In hindsight, I am slightly ashamed of that deflection.

#spon Tide Pods Rock!

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Tide Pods are so easy to use and fantastic. I'm in love!

The past couple of weeks have been super hectic for me. I've been traveling, my kitchen is in the midst of renovation (which means it's unusable - no sink, no stove, no counters), my boyfriend got seriously sick and was hospitalized for a few days, my mom was sick with a terrible bronchial infection... even the puppies have been acting wonky! Of course, in the midst of all this craziness, my lymphedema flared up, making my arm ache a bit more than usual.

When my lymphedema flares up, it becomes a bit more difficult to do simple things, like the laundry. At this point, even though everything around me was chaotic, I needed to find an easy and smooth way to get order and calm back into my life. I wanted everything to be as easy as possible to use while being superbly effective at the same time.

Have you heard of SHARE?

Today's post is a guest post from the great folks at SHARE. SHARE is a wonderful non-profit organization that provides support to survivors of breast cancer, metastatic breast cancer and ovarian cancer. If you are, or someone you know is, a survivor who wants to connect with other survivors, please check out SHARE. I sincerely admire the work that they do for our community.


SHARE - Support for Breast & Ovarian Cancer Survivors: My Fabulous Boobies

What SHARE Does and How They Help the Breast Cancer Community

In 1976, Dr. Eugene Thiessen, a doctor specializing in breast cancer, had the idea that breast cancer survivors could lend support to one another. He arranged the first meeting, and 12 women came to that first support group. In 1978, the group incorporated as a nonprofit organization. It was then led by a small dedicated staff and several dedicated volunteers.

Over time, the group expanded its outreach and developed new programs, with its impact reaching thousands of women and men. With the introduction of hotlines and educational programs also came advocacy for legislation and funding to fight breast cancer. 

My hair is growing really well...finally

This natural hair journey is so challenging that it is almost spiritual

A few months ago, I decided that I was going to actually pay attention to what I was doing with my hair and focus on letting it grow and keeping it healthy. That was challenging.

Actually what happened was that my barber of 17 years passed away. His death (which was from cancer BTW) really shook me up for awhile. I cut my hair off when I was in my 20's and learning to define myself on my own terms. After my hair started growing back after chemotherapy, when I decided to go back to that familiar low cut it was an attempt to get back to "me". I was still feeling lost and unsure of who I was after losing my breast. Cutting my hair and seeing a familiar face in the mirror gave me some reassurance that I was going to be okay.

The Susan G. Komen Blogger Summit 2015

Participants of the SGK Blogger Summit with Amb. Nancy Brinker
(and yes, that's me... kneeling on the bar in the back, LOL)

The SGK Blogger Summit 2015 was great!

I was honored to be invited again to participate in the Susan G. Komen Blogger Summit in Washington, DC this year. It was held the same weekend as the Race for the Cure. Which we also had a chance to participate in.

The blogger-participants included women who represented various types and stages of breast cancer. The group included two women who were metastatic, one who was diagnosed triple negative, one black survivor (me!), one pre-vivor, one DCIS survivor and one sister who was a strong breast cancer supporter but was not a survivor. We all represented different positions on the spectrum of breast cancer.

The information was dense and the conversations were intense. Breast cancer is a tough topic and we all represent varying agendas and desires for particular communities within the larger breast cancer community. Without going into a lot of details (because that would take a lot of writing and I'd probably lose you halfway through), there is a lot going on at Susan G. Komen Foundation. And that is a good thing. They're listening to all of us and trying to be sure that they're representing all parts of the breast cancer community and the world at large.

7 Safe Summer Tips for Breast Cancer Survivors

Summer is here!

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Although spring is my favorite season, I think summer is actually more fun. Shhh... don't tell anyone I said that. Summer vacations can be the things that fantasies are made of. It feels so wonderful to hang outside, get sun-kissed and enjoy water sports. I love swimming and boating! And picnics in the park, and wine festivals... and road trips... I could go on and on.

However, as a survivor, I have learned that there are a few precautions that I have to take now to ensure that I actually enjoy my summer and don't inadvertently make myself sick or unnecessarily uncomfortable.