<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4340815074673723851</id><updated>2011-12-04T16:22:12.194-05:00</updated><category term='dysphagia'/><category term='cancer'/><category term='dreams'/><category term='gratitude'/><category term='fear'/><category term='work'/><category term='mindfulness'/><title type='text'>Really Nelie</title><subtitle type='html'>Thoughts on everyday psychology, dealing with dysphagia, gratitude, growth, surviving cancer and feasting on life.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reallynelie.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4340815074673723851/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reallynelie.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Nelie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12901557614868267122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>7</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4340815074673723851.post-8648914550259547571</id><published>2009-01-26T19:29:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T19:35:59.110-05:00</updated><title type='text'>good news</title><summary type='text'>I got a call from my ENT this evening to tell me good news. What he sent to pathology from the inside of my cheek was just granulation tissue. Suddenly I am literally breathing easier (though I wasn't consciously aware I was NOT breathing easily before the phone call). Work has kept me nice and busy so most of my anxiety about this was pretty much supressed, except when I woke up in the middle of</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reallynelie.blogspot.com/feeds/8648914550259547571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://reallynelie.blogspot.com/2009/01/good-news.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4340815074673723851/posts/default/8648914550259547571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4340815074673723851/posts/default/8648914550259547571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reallynelie.blogspot.com/2009/01/good-news.html' title='good news'/><author><name>Nelie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12901557614868267122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4340815074673723851.post-8462090597276316930</id><published>2009-01-23T16:52:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-25T14:07:27.564-05:00</updated><title type='text'>An update on me</title><summary type='text'>I certainly hoped, when I started this blog, to write something more than once a week. However, the past week has been busy in all sorts of ways. It's the beginning of the semester and at the last minute I took on an additional online course as an overload. I didn't take it because I wanted the overload pay, which is not very much at all, but because there was a real need for someone who </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reallynelie.blogspot.com/feeds/8462090597276316930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://reallynelie.blogspot.com/2009/01/update-on-me.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4340815074673723851/posts/default/8462090597276316930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4340815074673723851/posts/default/8462090597276316930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reallynelie.blogspot.com/2009/01/update-on-me.html' title='An update on me'/><author><name>Nelie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12901557614868267122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4340815074673723851.post-6074008521399800564</id><published>2009-01-17T13:14:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-17T13:29:09.778-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Poetry for the day</title><summary type='text'>Just a short post today since I am busier than I thought I'd be this weekend, having taken on an extra online course as an overload for a variety of reasons. Once I get on top of that a little more I hope to write a longer post here in the next couple of days.I heard from a couple of friends, after my last post, about how much they also loved Mary Oliver, so I thought I'd share with anyone </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reallynelie.blogspot.com/feeds/6074008521399800564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://reallynelie.blogspot.com/2009/01/poetry-for-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4340815074673723851/posts/default/6074008521399800564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4340815074673723851/posts/default/6074008521399800564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reallynelie.blogspot.com/2009/01/poetry-for-day.html' title='Poetry for the day'/><author><name>Nelie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12901557614868267122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4340815074673723851.post-2589818143813967489</id><published>2009-01-13T14:50:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T17:57:54.270-05:00</updated><title type='text'>winter afternoon</title><summary type='text'>Not every post I make is going to be about the aftereffects of my cancer battle and disability. I'm sure some of you reading along are glad to hear that.Yesterday I was driving home from work at about 4:00 in the afternoon. Much though winter seems harder to get through as I get older, I have to admit I find it beautiful, at least from the warm interior of my car. The trees were still covered </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reallynelie.blogspot.com/feeds/2589818143813967489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://reallynelie.blogspot.com/2009/01/winter-afternoon.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4340815074673723851/posts/default/2589818143813967489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4340815074673723851/posts/default/2589818143813967489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reallynelie.blogspot.com/2009/01/winter-afternoon.html' title='winter afternoon'/><author><name>Nelie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12901557614868267122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4340815074673723851.post-6712717709909838606</id><published>2009-01-11T17:27:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T23:14:55.730-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gratitude'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fear'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cancer'/><title type='text'>Living with fear of what might be</title><summary type='text'>It’s been said so often it almost becomes meaningless but these are scary times. The economy is bad all over and it’s bad in academia. In the state of New York, which has lost a huge amount in revenues from Wall Street, there are big cuts being demanded from the SUNY schools, including the community colleges. Next week, when I officially go back to work (unofficially I’m already back at work, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reallynelie.blogspot.com/feeds/6712717709909838606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://reallynelie.blogspot.com/2009/01/living-with-fear-of-what-might-be.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4340815074673723851/posts/default/6712717709909838606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4340815074673723851/posts/default/6712717709909838606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reallynelie.blogspot.com/2009/01/living-with-fear-of-what-might-be.html' title='Living with fear of what might be'/><author><name>Nelie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12901557614868267122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4340815074673723851.post-1233104164512825429</id><published>2009-01-08T21:15:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-09T01:27:02.297-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dreams'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dysphagia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mindfulness'/><title type='text'>Dreams of Eating Mindlessly</title><summary type='text'>"Last night I dreamed I ate a ten-pound marshmallow, and when I woke up the pillow was gone."Tommy CooperLast night, I had a dream where I discovered I could swallow normally. In this dream, I was in the kitchen of the little Arts &amp; Crafts bungalow I owned in Oklahoma. I really loved that house more than any other house I have lived in and I think it shows up in my dreams when I am longing for </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reallynelie.blogspot.com/feeds/1233104164512825429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://reallynelie.blogspot.com/2009/01/dreams-of-eating-mindlessly_08.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4340815074673723851/posts/default/1233104164512825429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4340815074673723851/posts/default/1233104164512825429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reallynelie.blogspot.com/2009/01/dreams-of-eating-mindlessly_08.html' title='Dreams of Eating Mindlessly'/><author><name>Nelie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12901557614868267122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4340815074673723851.post-7579907274573347783</id><published>2009-01-08T20:45:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T21:14:21.268-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Why I'm blogging</title><summary type='text'>I feel like I should have a big meaningful introduction to my first blog post. But I really just want to get started writing about something. So I'll be quick with the general introduction.I decided to start a blog for mutliple reasons. First, I have been reading the blogs of a few friends for a while now and doing that helps me feel like I know what is going on in their lives even when neither </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reallynelie.blogspot.com/feeds/7579907274573347783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://reallynelie.blogspot.com/2009/01/dreams-of-eating-mindlessly.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4340815074673723851/posts/default/7579907274573347783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4340815074673723851/posts/default/7579907274573347783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reallynelie.blogspot.com/2009/01/dreams-of-eating-mindlessly.html' title='Why I&apos;m blogging'/><author><name>Nelie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12901557614868267122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
