tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6485729541580426717.post3976714484695053077..comments2024-03-11T00:26:35.303-07:00Comments on The Many Banes of My Existence by Alexis: How I Was Almost a Mormon for Six YearsAlexisARhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09797016673203467911noreply@blogger.comBlogger12125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6485729541580426717.post-62387332835107855372015-05-12T03:52:20.223-07:002015-05-12T03:52:20.223-07:00Thanks for telling me the above but I feel sad. My...Thanks for telling me the above but I feel sad. My brother and I were very active but did not break bones. I guess it is the genetics of my grandfather. He was very smart and very strong. Also his vision, hearing and taste were all above normal. Although I got the bad vision from my grandmother who had astigmatism.<br /><br />I got straight hair from my father while my brother got curly hair from our mother. As far as an open life, I think that you may have written more about your life than people who write autobiographies. My webpage about advice for teen girls has the benefits of keeping a journal from a psychologist. I guess that a blog is an online journal. Here are some highlights of the benefits:<br /><br />Self-exploration, therapy, get organized, solve problems (You can help solve problems by writing them out and then writing different choices for solutions. Writing requires a different thought process than thinking. "We think in different ways when we write."), enhance communication, unleash your creativity and record your experience ("Through writing we become more creative.")Chuck Bluesteinhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01291807414895185920noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6485729541580426717.post-40802115918380085742015-05-12T03:52:06.778-07:002015-05-12T03:52:06.778-07:00Thanks for telling me the above but I feel sad. My...Thanks for telling me the above but I feel sad. My brother and I were very active but did not break bones. I guess it is the genetics of my grandfather. He was very smart and very strong. Also his vision, hearing and taste were all above normal. Although I got the bad vision from my grandmother who had astigmatism.<br /><br />I got straight hair from my father while my brother got curly hair from our mother. As far as an open life, I think that you may have written more about your life than people who write autobiographies. My webpage about advice for teen girls has the benefits of keeping a journal from a psychologist. I guess that a blog is an online journal. Here are some highlights of the benefits:<br /><br />Self-exploration, therapy, get organized, solve problems (You can help solve problems by writing them out and then writing different choices for solutions. Writing requires a different thought process than thinking. "We think in different ways when we write."), enhance communication, unleash your creativity and record your experience ("Through writing we become more creative.")Chuck Bluesteinhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01291807414895185920noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6485729541580426717.post-43233559976477361532015-05-10T06:42:50.985-07:002015-05-10T06:42:50.985-07:00(open) fracture of the tibia and finula. Because o...(open) fracture of the tibia and finula. Because of the extensive fracture and the germs from the track invading my leg (part of my tissue is probably still on that track, considering how often and how well school surfaces are typically cleaned) I'm lucky I didn't lose the leg from the knee down. Fortunately for me, a highy reputable orthpedic surgeon was in the stands. He got into the ambulance with me, along with my coach. I was taken first to the local in the stick podunk hospital against his and my coach's wishes. That facility refused to even look at my leg until my parents could be reached, and they were out of cell phone reception. Schools travel with emergency cards givng schoool personnel permission to authorize medical treatment.<br /><br />The orthopedist gave me the heaviest drugs he could safely give me, had the ambulance rush me to the university hospital near home, and began my first surgery before my parents even arrived. Five surgeries leter, my leg is essentially as good as new.<br /><br />Fracture two was broken ribs from an auto accident -- not my fault, bTW.<br /><br />Fracture #3 was when I played Chvav un a university production of Fiddler on the Roof. the Tevye character accidentally stomped on my foot very hard in the wedding dancing scene when he was wearing heavy clodhopper boots and I was in ballet slippers. #4 was another not-my-fault auto accident. My cheeck bone was broken, but healed veery well. #5 happened when a 3rd year med studentmuch larger than i was in a hurry and accidentally pushed me down a flight of six cement stepsand landed directly on top of me. She wasn't hurt, as I cushioned her fall, but I broke a navicular bone and a 5th metatarsal.<br /><br /><br />Of all the fracturs, only one was suspicious in terms of bone density. The cheekbone fracture maybe should have happened, although I have to drive with the seat pulled far forward, which increases the impact of the airbag. everything else was inevitable due to the blunt force.<br /><br />I know I'm too skinny. i've been trying to gain weight for years. my nickname from middle school on was Anorexis, which I hated. my mom has always been thin, too, so it's apparently genetic. my dad is even relatively thin.AlexisARhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09797016673203467911noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6485729541580426717.post-27536761634665856382015-05-10T06:23:19.341-07:002015-05-10T06:23:19.341-07:00I've never come out ahead on the guess-your-we...I've never come out ahead on the guess-your-weight things at county and state fairs. i suppose I look just as light as i am.<br /><br />i've broken several bones, but in every case, thoe orthopedists have said just about anyone's bones would have broken with similar force. My first fracture incident occurred in a freak hurdling accident at a track meet. Another hurdler roughly twice my size and weight tripped over her own hurdle, sending the hurdle into my lane right in front of me but in a down rather than as it should have been. The other hurdler fell on top of me, forcing me onto the fallen hurdle, with part of it under my leg and part of pit atop my leg. It's one of those things where you could try one hundred times to have the fall come out the same way and probably stll couldn't duplicate the accident.I instinctively used a hand to break the fall, but the weight of the other hurdler was too great, and my clavicle was broken. That was minor, though compared to the nasty compound AlexisARhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09797016673203467911noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6485729541580426717.post-60794987697463582792015-05-10T04:32:15.516-07:002015-05-10T04:32:15.516-07:00That is exactly 16.1 and lower than 18.5 is underw...That is exactly 16.1 and lower than 18.5 is underweight. My mother and I had an anomaly! For our build, we were lighter than we should have been. So my mother and I could jump higher than we should have been able to. I guess that helped her to become a ballet teacher at Joulliards.<br /><br />But we did not break any bones. I think that bone density is only a piece of the puzzle with fractures. The strength of the muscles around the bone may play a part in it. Also some bones can be more flexible than others. I have put on a little weight so my BMI is now 18.9.<br /><br />Once I was at a traveling fair. One guy would have people pay him to guess their weight. If he was within 15 pounds, he kept the money. If not then they won something. I watched him for 30 minutes to see how accurate he was. He won every time. So I tried it to see if I really had an anomaly. He guessed that I was 15 pounds heavier than I was so I won.<br /><br />All through elementary school I was given a pint of milk everyday since they thought I was underweight. I ate lots of nutritious food since we ate out 4 times a week and never at a fast food restaurant.<br /><br />For several months I ate filet mignon every time we went out but I would choose 2 different vegetables and a different desert. My grandfather was like my father to us and he was rich from having a wholesale fruit and produce business. Since I was doing yoga and martial arts since age 12, I have broken some boards with what some could call bird-like bones.Chuck Bluesteinhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01291807414895185920noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6485729541580426717.post-89327718326095142912015-05-09T19:09:42.557-07:002015-05-09T19:09:42.557-07:00I'm 5'3" and 91 right now. Is that a ...I'm 5'3" and 91 right now. Is that a BMI of 16? I have bird-like bones, (like my mom does) so I couldn't carry a ton more weight, although I could probably stand to gain a few lbs.AlexisARhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09797016673203467911noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6485729541580426717.post-75861951716089058782015-05-09T19:01:04.114-07:002015-05-09T19:01:04.114-07:00I am sorry about the people who did not believe yo...I am sorry about the people who did not believe you like the psychologist (in a future post), your father not believing your memories and the bishop and other guy not believing you.<br /><br />Note that a psychiatrist (Ian Stevenson M.D.) traveled the world meeting children at a certain age-- old enough to talk but not too old to forget. He found thousands of children (2,600) that could remember who they were in their last lifetime.<br /><br />I have learned so far that your mother had Irish ancestors, your father had French-Canadian ancestors and according to your height and weight, you have a BMI of 16.Chuck Bluesteinhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01291807414895185920noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6485729541580426717.post-82990861113468802942012-10-14T18:55:57.129-07:002012-10-14T18:55:57.129-07:00"Dead people," not merely a single "..."Dead people," not merely a single "dead person," would have to be rebaptized, as I was dunked for far more repetitions than girls are usually dunked because of my light weight and because I had no figure that would display itself under the wet clothing after being dunked too many times. AlexisARhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09797016673203467911noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6485729541580426717.post-68503819611114745812012-10-14T18:53:00.350-07:002012-10-14T18:53:00.350-07:00I visit exmormon.org to read but don't usually...I visit exmormon.org to read but don't usually post. My uncle posts there.<br /><br />I was necrodunked once when I was spending a summer in Utah. This was several years ago. One uncle was a bishop and another was a stake president. Both of them thought I had been baptized -- they thought I was lying to them when I said I hadn't been baptized to avoid having to go on the trip to Manti, and the bishop uncle didn't trust me at home by myself all day-- and were able to come up with a temple recommend even without a membership number. Then again, maybe I had a membership number from having been blessed. I don't even know the technicalities of how what should never have happened actually did happen).<br /><br />Some dead person will have one day to be rebaptized by proxy or for rel after the millenium or the resurrection because my uncles wouldn't listen to me when I insisted I had never been baptized. The sin would be on their heads except that it's all just a lot of hocus pocus mumbo jumbo anyway.AlexisARhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09797016673203467911noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6485729541580426717.post-1421308559917854722012-10-14T11:37:36.970-07:002012-10-14T11:37:36.970-07:00Wow! What a story! I tend to agree that the reas...Wow! What a story! I tend to agree that the reason your grandparents converted had to do with all the stress they were under. Losing a baby, dealing with depression, moving to a new area... that's a recipe for susceptibility to religious conversion. So glad your dad was smart enough to think for himself. <br /><br />Anonymous recommends you visit www.mormon.org? I recommend you visit www.exmormon.org. I think you'd fit right in, if you're not already there!knottyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10127277724751832329noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6485729541580426717.post-22842994220498682412010-11-13T15:59:21.154-08:002010-11-13T15:59:21.154-08:00Anonymous, do YOU have a problem?
No. Let me re-p...Anonymous, do <i><b>YOU</b></i> have a problem?<br /><br />No. Let me re-phrase that. Anonymous, you do have a problem. In point of fact, you have several problems.<br /><br />Displaying them does not make you seem very attractive at all.Matthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17774822085901274565noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6485729541580426717.post-47563588691495734042010-03-29T02:08:28.972-07:002010-03-29T02:08:28.972-07:00Do you have a problem with the Church of Jesus Chr...Do you have a problem with the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-Day Saints? It sounds like it. You should get more correct information before you defame a church. or go to the Church's official website www.mormon.orgAnonymousnoreply@blogger.com