Showing posts with label Musing. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Musing. Show all posts

Thursday, June 26, 2008

An Attempt at Getting Better

My asthma/allergy specialist likes me to come in 2-3 times a year. My asthma is mild so I'm not sure why I have to come in so often... I'm sure it just because it makes him money. In order for me to see him, I have to get a referral from my PCP (primary care physician). For the past year or so they've been giving the referral without making me come in to the office, but this time they said I'd have to come in since it's been such a long time.

My doctor left some time ago to practice in a different city so I have not been thrilled over the prospect of seeing a different doctor. In spite of the fact that he suggested depression medication when my thyroid test came back normal I liked him because he left me alone. My visits with him were basically, "How's it going? Fine? Okay, here's your referral, see you next year." And that was that.

I made an appointment and went in last Friday.

I do NOT like my new doctor and I am going to see if I can work up enough energy to find a new one.

I refuse to rehash every little annoying thing that came from her mouth. I will mention the two good things. 1) She agreed to do a full thyroid panel test, 2) she didn't say a word about my weight.

The standard thyroid test very often comes back normal and so it is sometimes a fight to get one's doctor to listen to them and do the full test. So that at least is a positive outcome for this visit.

I went in strictly to get my referral. I have been trying to work up the energy to get my thyroid checked at a different doctor's office, I guess also trying to come up with the money since my insurance probably wouldn't have covered it. But now the test will be done and my insurance will pay for it. Just a couple of weeks ago I was asking myself how long was I going to continue to live like this? With barely enough energy to get through each day. I do have energy sometimes - for 2 or sometimes 3 days in a row but it comes rarely. I used to experience it monthly, but now it is more like 3 months to 4 months before I get another energy burst.

I have mixed feelings, because I don't like taking medication. And I believe there are ways to naturally improve thyroid function but I am at such a low energy level that I can't do much. So I am hoping that my doctor will agree that I could use help with my thyroid. If she doesn't, at least I have the test results and can go to another doctor who might interpret the results differently.

I have also suspected that my adrenals are exhausted. Adrenal fatigue can make thyroid function worse.

I have slowly been reading this long article The Adrenal Glands. It is quite fascinating to me. One of the many paragraphs that drew my attention was "Adrenal Fatigue and Craving for Salt". I am known for my love of salt. Is it because my adrenals have always been fatigued?

I remember my life being one stressful situation after the other from the time I was five years old and my father abandoned us. My mother's life was very stressful starting at the age of four. Could my mother's adrenals have been exhausted during pregnancy?

Pregnancy is quite a stressor for many women. A common occurrence, however, is the woman who, upon reaching her third trimester of pregnancy, says that she all of a sudden “feels better than I have felt in years.” This is often the case when the first two trimesters were particularly difficult. The fetus’s adrenal glands mature to the point of being able to produce hormones at about the beginning of the third trimester. If the mother is in the exhaustion stage of the GAS, it is not uncommon for the baby’s adrenals to try to make enough adrenal hormones for both the baby and the mother. The mother feels great. The baby’s adrenals are really supporting the mother’s adrenals. But the baby’s adrenal glands are being stressed before it is even born! The results are doubly negative. The baby is born in a state of adrenal depletion and often exhibits symptoms of hypoadrenia. These symptoms may be varied, but two of the more common symptoms are allergies and recurrent infections. During chronic stress states, the thymus and other lymphatic structures atrophy, lowering the capabilities of the body’s immune mechanisms.

Likewise, with the support of the baby’s adrenals pulled out from under her, the mother is dropped back into a state of adrenal exhaustion. This accounts for the common occurrence of “post partum blues” or even psychosis. Quite frequently, both mother and child must be treated for hypoadrenia.

Look at what they say about the connection between asthma and hypoadrenia:
Any person who has abnormal lung function, especially asthma or bronchitis, should be checked for hypoadrenia. This is particularly true if the person’s symptoms are relieved by using an epinephrine inhaler. The muscles related to the lungs (deltoid, serratus anterior, etc.) are usually strong in these persons. Many lung problems are related more to the adrenals than to the lungs.
And this bit about hypoglycemia:

Hypoglycemia, without proper snack and meal placement, also encourages overeating when food is available. The overeating causes rapid weight gain because the increased insulin is circulating in your blood, ready to usher that excess energy (glucose) from the extra food into your fat cells where it can be stored as fat. Even though you may not like its effects, this is an elegant compensatory mechanism that has helped us survive.

This is me right here. I know I have to keep myself fed properly but it is hard sometimes and I get tired of having to keep food at hand. The worst time for me is the trip home after work. I am so hungry and by the time I get home I'm ravenous. I don't feel like I'm being "encouraged" to overeat by my body, it feels more like possession. I feel possessed and it is difficult to control my hunger.

There are many more things in this article that caught my attention and resonated with my experience.

I have renewed my attempts to take better care of myself, here is what I've been doing:
  • Taking my vitamins. A multi-vitamin, B50 Complex, Cod Liver Oil, Dessicated Liver tablets, Vitamin C.
  • I've started taking my kefir again. I'm not pushing myself too hard, I'm only taking 1/4 cup each day.
  • I've avoided coffee this entire week even though I've been sleepy during the day. I don't drink coffee regularly, but I do when I'm feeling sleepy as a "pick me up" but this article states that caffeine is very hard on our adrenals (which duh, I already know that). I can only tolerate about four ounces at a time because any more than that makes me very shaky.
  • I've been going to bed early and trying to get more sleep. Usually I can only stay in bed 7 hours but I seem to be doing better. The last two days I've actually been able to sleep 8 hours. This means I need to get into bed at 6:30pm so I can get up at 3am.
  • Three mornings ago, I began drinking 3 cups of room temperature water upon waking each morning with 1/2 teaspoon of Redmond's Real Salt mixed in. This is so interesting because normally if I'd drink that much water I'd be in the bathroom getting rid of it. But with the salt in there, it isn't affecting me that way - and it is very tasty, love the salt! I read about a Japanese "cure" on this site, search for the phrase "It is popular in Japan" which says to drink 4 cups of water upon wakening and it's supposed to heal several diseases, including diabetes and high blood pressure within 30 days. Well, I'm not sure if it can do that but I decided to try drinking water in the morning just to see how I'd feel. They don't say to drink salt, but the adrenal article says not to drink large amounts of water without salting it. The site with the Japanese "cure" looks a bit hokey, I must admit.
  • I'm trying to avoid sugar and excessive carbohydrates.
  • I'm trying to eat smaller portions. I bought some salad plates tonight to use as dinner plates. We'll see if that works to trick myself into eating less. :-)
I know the salt thing probably sounds real crazy, after all, salt is really horrible for us, right? Read about salt on the Redmond's site and you'll see that real salt is actually good for you.

I'm not sure when my test results will be back. I haven't heard anything yet. I guess it would be a good idea to check my home phone voice messages. Although I do think I gave them my cell phone number. Now that I think about it, I'm kind of dreading hearing that woman's voice again.

Until next time.

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Saturday, May 31, 2008

My New Camera - Nikon S550

My Mother's Day birthday present this year was my very own digital camera. I've been using the digital cameras that belong to my employer for the last eight years.

Kev helped me choose one - he has a Nikon S10 and loves it. We looked on Costco together and right away he thought I should get the Nikon S550. It was $229 with a 2GB card free. There was another camera that I thought would work just as well for $150 but in the end the purple S550 won me over.

Especially when it went on sale for $199 with the free 2GB card! I ordered it on the 23rd and it arrived on the 28th.

I went outside today and took a few pictures, just experimenting with it.

On Pioneer Woman's Photography blog one of her guest bloggers told us about Bokeh. I had never heard of it, but decided to see if I could capture some similar photos. These first two came out pretty good. You can click on them to see a larger image.

Bokeh with the camera shooting in sepia.

This was an attempt at Bokeh, but there isn't much in the background to blur.

I was really amazed at how clear these came out, as I was using macro mode and the wind kept blowing the pieces of grass back and forth.

I am excited to learn more about this camera.

Until next time.

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Wednesday, November 22, 2006

Did I Get a Good Deal or Not?

When we got satellite Internet, I cancelled our second phone line. Our home land line ranged from $42 to $50 with long distance at $0.05/minute from $10 to $25/month.

So about $52-$75/month.

When I cancelled the second phone line... I think the bill was going to be about $15 less, but it would still bounce around. So it would have been from $45 on up.

I decided last night that I wanted to have Call Waiting ($3) and so I went to the website to order. While there, I decided Caller ID ($5.85) would also be nice to have, so I ordered that as well. I anticipated the bill to go up by nearly ten dollars. So now we were up to $55/month+ again.

I didn't know that ordering these services was going to be like a shopping cart, so I got to a certain point and thought I was done. I left the computer for over an hour, came back to discover that I still had to hit one last button. I did that, but the "thank you for ordering" page didn't show that I'd ordered anything.

So I called this morning to double check and make sure my order had gone through. It had not. The guy I talked to was very chipper and nice and suggested a "bundle" where I could get three services -- the Call Waiting, Caller ID and one more. I choice the Voice Messaging. I always loved having Voice Messaging instead of having to fuss with an answering machine. So then the guy tells me that they have another thing they can add to this bundle. He says for $40.99/month, I can get these three services, plus free long distance to anywhere in the US, including in-state long distance. That is where the bulk of our long distance occurs, within our home state. As we live in the country, in a different area code, whilst most of our family and friends, my job, etc., live in an area code which makes our calls to them long distance. In-state long distance is free within our state on our *CELL* phones, but they sometimes don't get the best reception while inside the house.

Anyway... I will be curious to see just what the phone bill is each month. The guy made it sound like that's it, period, $40.99. But I bet there will be taxes and surcharges and all kinds of other things like that.

I won't know if I got a good deal for sure until I receive two phone bills. The next one will have a credit amount on it, for cancelling the second phone line. I mean, I guess I could just call and ask them, but I'm not THAT curious.

I'm happy to have those three extra services on the home line. They are nice little things to have.

Until next time.

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Tuesday, November 21, 2006

Who Watches This Stuff?

The family and I were sitting around the living room the other morning... someone was channel surfing, don't know if it was dh or ds2 (since they both have a remote, haha!) but we came across this show called _You're Not Getting A Dime_. We watched the last half of it. I couldn't believe how stupid it was. It was a pilot show, I hope no one picks it up.

As far as I could tell, the father wasn't sick or dying, he was just rewriting his will. His four sons were supposed to help him figure out who to leave the house (worth $1 million), his collection of antique cars, and $50,000 cash.

So one son was "not getting a dime."

Ugh.

Until next time.

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Monday, November 20, 2006

Cat and Mouse

Here's what happens in our house between cats and mice...

This is Tiger. We think he's visually impaired since he's so clumsy. This is a baby mouse, and the only interest Tiger has in it, is watching it run 'round my tub.


Now here it comes, running toward him. Obviously no fear from the mouse...


And here's the tub later. Sans cat. One lone mouse.

I discovered by chance that the mice were hiding down inside the drain... so I have started to leave the plug engaged. Now I'm finding that the mice (at least the babies) cannot leap high enough to leave the tub.

Even the pitbull, who is supposed to have terrier in his genetics, and according to societal perception, a desire to kill everything, isn't interested in catching my bathtub-trapped mice.

I ask dh or ds2 to do the deed, or on occasion I have slain them myself. Trust me. Removing them gently outdoors does no good at all. They will simply come right back in. Worst case scenario they chew holes in the underside of our manufactured home, big enough to tempt snakes to come inside. No, no, no, no, no!! I would rather slay a mouse or two than deal with a rattlesnake in my bedroom!

Until next time.

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Wednesday, November 08, 2006

200th Post

Too bad it's not something more exciting... I am not even going to blog about yesterday evening. I'm actually a bit worried about myself. Ever since the head cold, my breathing has not been right and I've had to use my inhaler much more often than I have for at least a year. I was using it maybe 5-15 times a month, and now suddenly I'm up to 4-5 times daily. It has been very dusty and the air quality has been poor in the city where I work.

Tonight my breathing got much much worse and I felt I needed to use Albuterol barely 1.5 hours after the last dose.

I decided I would start back on Flovent. I just saw my allergy/asthma specialist not two weeks ago and he was surprised that I had done so well during the head cold. He said most people end up having to take prednisone. I only had to start using the Albuterol again. So... he did tell me if I had to start using the Albuterol more than four times a day regularly, that I should go back on the Flovent.

I also dug out my Fenugreek, took some of that, and I have a homeopathic remedy for Asthma which says to take every half hour during the acute phase.

I have been to the emergency room with an asthma attack just a few weeks after I was diagnosed with asthma. They don't find it important at all. I sat wheezing and gasping for 8 hours. They finally put me into a room, gave me a breathing treatment and a shot of prednisone. I'm not going through that again. The physician who saw me said I could use the Albuterol as often as every two hours. I did not know that.

So I don't feel like being at the computer, and have rambled on much longer than I thought I would. I am going to take more of the homeopathic remedy and if I'm still having trouble breathing by 8:30pm I'm going to use my son's breathing machine to get a really good dose. He is prescribed a more pure form of Albuterol, too, so it might help more than mine.

Gasp. I'm actually feeling much less stressed about my breathing.

Maybe I'll take a nice hot bath...

Until next time.

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Friday, November 03, 2006

Real Men Eat Liver

My newest design over at Herd Queen Productions. Since I live with three men, I ought to know what "real" men can and should do.

I get a lot of opinions from the men I live with, just about how tough and manly they all are.

The story behind today's creativity... I thawed out the chevon liver and prepared to fry it for Monday night. I was supposed to soak it in lemon juice for several hours, to remove impurities and give the meat some texture. Only I never got around to frying the liver that evening. I asked ds2 to fry it for Tuesday's dinner, and for Wednesday's, but because I "didn't remind him" he forgot and I didn't have time.

I finally had time to fry it this morning.

You must know that I hate liver. I have hated it all my life. But according to Nourishing Traditions, organ meats are VERY good for us. So, I am trying to make myself eat it.

Note to self: Don't let chevon liver sit in lemon juice for four days before frying it.

It was not good. It was tolerable with the fried onions, but the taste was still coming through.

I asked dh to try it, and he absolutely refused. (He has tried turkey liver, and was surprised that it was not that bad tasting). He is usually a good sport and will try just about anything I come up with. And absolutely LOVES much of it, kefir for example. He LOVES it, while it makes my lips pucker due to the sourness. Even when it's mild!

Ds2 tried a bite and deemed it THE WORST thing he'd ever put into his mouth. Lucky chap. He didn't have to grow up as one of my siblings and then he'd know WORST from NOT SO BAD.

Liver in my family growing up, was HORRIBLE stuff. My mother would buy the cheapest cut, which was the mature beef liver, not the *baby* beef, which might have been good, properly cooked and served. It was my stepfather's FAVORITE meal and the side dishes were, along with the vein-ridden and dry tasting liver (sans fried onions):

  • mustard greens (sans butter)
  • cornbread (sans butter)
  • black eyed peas (sans butter)
The four most driest foods you could put together on a plate... he was in heaven; the rest of us were choking and gagging down this torturous meal.

Found out some neat news today. My mother was married to the man for fifteen years but since she is currently unmarried, she is eligible for survivor's benefits. At the time of his death (a few weeks ago), he still owed her $25,000 in child support, and so she'll still get some compensation with the survivor's benefits.

I could never have attempted using Cafe Press with slow dialup. That is probably why I never even considered it before. But unfortunately, it feels nearly as slow as dialup with Cafe Press. They were having some site slowness problems, and it seems as if they still are. It takes better than half an hour to upload images for a new section, choosing items to sell, labeling and adding images.

Baby Sweater Update: I discovered yesterday that the 5 inches worth of sleeve I'd crocheted was missing two stitches from the foundation row. So I had to rip it out, and start over again. I'm at 6 inches now. I have to crochet even for 7.5 inches, then one sleeve is done and I'll be on to the next one.

Working with dh tomorrow, so I won't have much computer time. And I brought work home from my "real" job, so that means even less computer time. Waaahhhhhh

I was up at my regular time this morning, and was in bed late last night. I'm tired.

Until next time.

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Tuesday, October 31, 2006

My Hobbit Name

I've never been much of a Hobbit fan, but I ran across this Hobbit Name generator on another blog I visited over the weekend and found my Hobbit name is Ivy Toadfoot.

Until next time.

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Monday, October 23, 2006

Running Into Family

Yesterday dh and I ran into one of his sisters. She is a mean one. She takes after their father. He passed away about sixteen years ago. He was a scary father in law. I'm sorry to say I'm glad he is no longer with us. He was very verbally abusive. He would say mean things on purpose to people, just to get a rise out of them, and then laugh at them. You could never trust him, because just when you thought he was being nice and really listening to you, he'd say something mean and nasty.

She didn't recognize us at first. I haven't seen her for probably a dozen or more years. But she had seen her brother and our sons less than five years ago. She said she couldn't recognize me because I was wearing a bandanna. Sigh. I know why she couldn't recognize me. I'm fat! Twice the size I ever was when she knew me way back when. She's gained a little weight around her stomach and is a little pudgy.

I know that I shouldn't care, but deep down inside I do.

Oh well. Not really much I can do about it. It's not like I can go on a diet and lose 60 pounds and never see that weight again. Some people can, but I'm not one of them.

Okay, so it's not like we're planning to hang out with her or anything, so I can just forget about it.

That's another thing I was thinking about (yet again). Why is it that I have to be so worried about how and what people think about me?

I'm pretty lucky, I think, because we don't do family get together type things. Neither my family, nor my dh's. It works for us.

Ds2 is outside on the tractor right now, preparing a new campfire pit area. The weather is turning chilly and it will be fun to sit and roast marshmallows and hot dogs. We are hoping to check it out tonight.

In the morning, when I milk, it's getting a lot more chilly. I am still milking under the starry sky and enjoying watching the herd while I milk each doe. This morning it was 48°F and I was not cold... and I was dressed in shorts and a t-shirt. All that extra padding, you know.

One lady called it being "fluffy". I'm not really "fluffy" though. I look like I weigh about 180 or 190 and I'm about 25 pounds heavier than that. I am definitely pretty solid for the most part. Anyway, I think chubby grandmas are much nicer to hug than skinny, bony grandmas.

I have dinner in the crockpot as I type. Five chicken breasts with 2 cups kefir, about 10 cloves garlics crushed and one sliced onion. If you don't have kefir, you could try using sour cream, or yogurt. It is supposed to be really delicious poured over warm rice. It smells good as it is cooking.

Ooooh, I feel tired already. I wish I could take a quick nap, but I have so much to do before this day is over!!

Until next time.

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Wednesday, October 11, 2006

Boggle To Go!

A few posts ago, I blogged about a secret, well I can let the cat out of the bag now. Ds2's birthday was on the 6th and I was wrapping presents for him that evening.

One of things I impulsively picked up for him was a Boggle To Go! game. I mostly shop for my children from a wish list they have given me, so buying something totally off the list becomes impulsive.

Ds2 has not played Boggle before, and he every night he gets better and better. Tonight we played 2 sets of games. Three games made the first set. He scored 38, I scored 31.

The second set we played four games. He scored 53, I scored 31.

He found this site mh-z Boggle/Tangleword Solver which allows you to put in the letters and the computer gives you a list of all the possible words. Sometimes when we get a bad bunch of letters we'll look up what we could have found, if we were computers. ;-)

It's very interesting to see how many words we come up with that are separate, and how many words there are right before our eyes that we didn't see!

Until next time.

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Friday, March 31, 2006

We're NOT moving

In an earlier entry, I talked about our trip to a city rather far from where we live now, and said that we might be moving. We decided against that move.

I was very upset by the thought of moving so far away. It upset me more than I knew. I sometimes get triggered by things and don't even realize how badly it's affected me. Anyway, no one in our family really liked the place we looked at, especially not the home. It was an ancient single wide mobile home, and just looked really old.

There was another post I needed to address. That was one for a dog scarf I'd crocheted. I promised to show it when I was done. I will make that reply next.

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Wednesday, February 22, 2006

Eating Alone

I hear a lot of people talk about not liking to eat alone, but I love it. I grew up in a large family, and was a loner as a child. I never had many friends, usually one "best" friend in each grade. We moved a lot, so I went to a different school every couple of years.

Yesterday, I didn't have any leftovers to bring for lunch, so I went to a local fish and chips joint all by myself. I brought a Guideposts magazine with me. A friend brings me his copy after he's finished with it. Guideposts always gets me teary-eyed with the inspirational, spiritual stories. I have to say though, I'm dismayed at how it's filled with medical prescription advertisements. I don't think I could bring myself to purchase a subscription and pay for that. Anyway, I sat there all by myself at a table with four seats. I really liked the feeling of being all alone, by myself, reading, not having to act any certain way for anyone I was with.

New Topic: I remember when I was young, how the "old" people would complain about things like customer service, and the quality of things, and how it was so much better in the olden days. Well, more and more I'm hearing myself complaining about the same kinds of things. If it was so much worse when I was a youngster, how much worse has it gotten now? It's pretty bad, if you ask me!

And just how people are in general, how they don't seem to think before doing things. Like this morning. The sun was just beginning to rise, and I got off the freeway, and in the right hand lane there was a man and his car broke down. He was obviously out of gas, as he was holding a large red plastic gas can. There was a highway patrolman behind him, in an unmarked dark green SUV. The patrolman had his flashers on (not his flickering lights) and he had the man get into his vehicle, apparently planning to take him to a nearby gas station. I was looking in that direction, but not making eye contact with the patrolman. However, I noticed out of the corner of my eye that the patrolman was making "thank you" gestures to me. I realized that he thought he had my attention and had asked if he could cut in front of me. Lucky for me that I can read gestures well.

So he pulls in front of me, and amazingly, neither one of those men bothered to turn on the flashers of the disabled vehicle. It was a small dark car -- and remember, it's still dark out, the sun is just beginning to rise -- right in the path of traffic coming off the freeway. The cars coming off the freeway round a corner, and THERE'S this car, sitting here.

I don't understand why they didn't do something else, like 1) Maybe push the car one block to put gas in it? 2) Turn the flashers on to warn oncoming traffic?

The way that this off ramp is situated, you can't get back to where the car was at, without going a mile down the road, getting on the freeway again, then fighting through a mile's worth of morning rush hour traffic. Maybe the patrolman was planning to use his flashing lights and go backwards through the traffic over to the disabled vehicle?

I was so puzzled by this lack of using one's brain that I actually walked back over to the convenience store where they were getting gas, to tell the patrolman that they forgot to leave the flashers on, and they'd better hurry back to that vehicle. They pulled off as I got over there. (This particular convenience store is a couple of buildings from my job).

One more thing. I found a website today that made me cry. I have come close to being a vegetarian in my life, but I believe that God provided us with animals to eat their meat. I believe it is necessary to our health. The only thing this website did was make me want to hurry things up as fast as we can, and stop buying meat from the store. It was a short movie about how inhumanely animals are treated. Chickens, turkeys, cows, pigs. I'm sure the group that produced the movie used the worst possible situations they were able to find and put them together, to portray the entire industry as a bunch of abusive humans.

It didn't turn me into a vegetarian. Actually I felt better about what we are doing. We are raising our animals humanely. Our chickens don't have a huge pasture to range free on, and they don't eat organic food, but they aren't jammed into cages together and electrocuted. They can fly and run, jump up onto high perches to roost, sunbathe and take dirt baths. We probably overfeed them. When we got our dairy bull calves, they were so young that they could not use their legs too well. Apparently some young cows are kept in small cages so their muscles cannot develop to produce veal. Ours run and enjoy the sun. When we "harvest" one, they are killed quickly and humanely. They don't suffer needlessly on a long trip to a slaughterhouse packed and crammed in with hundreds of other frightened animals.

Kind of a depressing entry. I've been going through a period of not wanting to talk much to anyone. It was therapeutic eating alone.

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